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Moving away from the window and back towards the group as the man moved too far away from the window, Cameron watched carefully as the man joined them. Although he knew that in comparison to having a gun or a bow that his machete was not as beneficial, Cameron kept a firm grip on it. Keeping himself close to Annie, Cameron watched as Emilie told the man to reveal all that he had.

"Maybe we can trust him." Annie whispered quietly enough that only Cameron could hear her. Even during these hard times it still amazed him either how kindhearted the girl was towards other people. However during these times he wondered if kindhearted was just another word for being too trusting and naive. He knew that the girl hate killing the infected and people even more but she needed to learn that trust wasn't something she should easily give away.

"We don't know about that yet." Cameron whispered into her ear as he gave a stern expression. "We know nothing about this man and I want you to promise me you won't interfere if things become ugly here, understand? If not, it would be best if you wait in the kitchen." Watching the girl give a slight nod of understanding, Cameron resumed his attention towards the newcomer wondering if he would be a man that they would be able to trust as Annie wished to do.

Concentrating on keeping a stern, calm face as the boy appeared as she often did so during mission, Elysia watched with astonishment as the boy released the bullets she fired. Although the boy was young, she could tell that he was a strong poet seeing that he was able to catch her bullets. However her astonishment grew as she watched the boy and saw a deformation start to grow on his shoulder. Keeping her enhanced eye targeted on the boy, Elysia raised her gun in preparation for the unexpected. However the unexpected turned out to much more than she anticipated as a face started to appear from the deformation and went further along to produce another child that appeared to be the same age as the boy.

Who was this girl? Was she just another apparition-like being that was similar to what appeared on the glass or was she something more? The idea of having another person appear just as the girl did seemed very absurd to her, something seemingly impossible. However here was this living breathing girl that was talking to her wanting to play a game. The notion of playing a game out of the blue especially since they were in the middle of a confrontation took Elysia aback for a second as she raised her eyebrow at the two of them. The two were an odd pair, even in comparison to poets. Their childlike behavior meshed with their abilities as poets created an odd mix that seemed to contradict mixture than made her a little uneasy since logic and trying to reason to them seemed like something that wouldn’t work. Their very manner and their abilities as poets seemed to also contradict what was counted as ordinary. She had never seen a poet, or maybe even a pair of poets if the apparition of the girl was actually real, that strong and that fanciful with their abilities to the point that things appeared to be as bizarre as if she was in a dream as she watched the girl consume the boy.

“How in the hell…” Elysia muttered as the girl disappeared. However it didn’t take her long before she was notified of her target being right beside her as she watched her something was suddenly targeted from the corner of her eye. Following the direction of eye enhancement, she was surprised to see the sudden change in appearance of the girl.

However before she could respond to yet another absurd thing that the twins were capable of doing, the sounds of vehicles quickly approaching the scene. Piling out of their vehicles and aiming their weapons towards their target, a small smirk crawled onto Elysia’s face even after the girl tagged her and claimed of her being it. Now that there were more people to back her up, catching the two rebellious poets would come more at an ease. The game, as the twins called it, was over.

Elysia’s smirk quickly dropped as she listened to whom appeared to be the man in charge talk. What was this imbecile talking about? Letting the poets run free after the chaos they caused seemed to be counterproductive especially since they were the one that was supposed to hold up the law.

“Seriously?” Elysia said breaking the face of professionalism that she held as she looked at the man with disbelief as she watched the girl escape as she sung a tune unfamiliar to her about poises. “Of all the candidates I’ve taught throughout my years I’ve never met an idiot as stupid as you that would allow the enemy to get away like that. We had the upper hand you nimrod.” Elysia said shaking her head in disbelief. She was looking her cool and she could feel her temper rise. Was this something that the program as trying to work on, teaching her to control her hothead? However looking at the situation at hand, she wondered what she should do. The responsible and the ‘by the book’ answer was for her to report to the man that requested to talk to her. However doing so would waste precious minutes which would allow the poets to make their escape. What was more important, the safety of the city or being obedient to the system. This was a constant argument she often faced with her coworkers which they disagreed with her and said that the system is more important. However during her time working on the field there were many times that going against the system brought a better outcome than following the system as if it was an infallible, unbreakable way of life.

“Listen, we have time to salvage this situation. We can’t let those poets go. You saw what they could do, think of what would happen when they grow older and even stronger than they already are. We can’t let them roam free. Send your men out and barricade any potential ways of escape and I’ll lure them towards you guys. That is if I don’t catch them beforehand.” Elysia said, turning around before the man could respond, knowing that if she did there would be a chance of him trying to object to her plan. “Join me now if you like.” Elysia said nodding towards the road with the suggestion of him coming along. “However we can have this little discussion of yours once we catch these poets and not a minute sooner.” Elysia said before running towards the direction the child ran off to in hopes that the man would follow her suggestion and would act accordingly.

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