"Got it." Arowen paid for the drinks, and then waited for them to come, leaning back on the counter. As she waited, she watched the people there, noticing the same old man who always sat in the corner, noticed the pair of giggling high school girls waiting in line to get their drink, and then turned her eyes to the man beside her.
"What, no questions?" She asked.
group
"I have… several," Sebastian admitted after a moment, taking in the area around them. "Such as why They wanted these papers, not to mention the Orange attack and what the principal has to do with all of this." The man looked down, shaking his head.
"I can answer those," Arowen scoffed. "They're humans. That's all that there is to it. They want something that will give them more power, more control. They find it, and so they try to take it."
The drinks arrived, and she handed him his. "This way." She led him to the back of the cafe, where there was a small alcove, out of sight of everyone in the building. She sat down at the table there, and motioned for him to sit as well.
group
"I understand that all too well. It's why I ran, after all." They both kept their Red levels secret for that very reason. Sebastian took his drink quietly, following Arowen to the back and sitting down.
"So, what do we do after this? When he destroy the papers, They're going to come after us. I doubt the principal will decide to take punishment when he could just blame us."
The Red girl noticed his word, ran, but didn't comment. His story didn't interest her much, anyway, so what was the use of asking? He probably wouldn't tell her, anyway.
"Oh, he'll most certainly blame us," Arowen agreed, sipping her coffee contentedly. "He's not the sort of man who would take the blame." She leaned back. "Didn't you feel it, when he was talking? The Orange attack was staged, so that his students would be incapacitated long enough for them to grab the papers. Unfortunately, that didn't work, because we were there to stop it." She shook her head, hair brushing over her shoulders. "No, I think the smartest idea will be to either wipe the minds of all involved - if you can do that - or run."
group
"Running seems to be our only option, then." Sebastian took a small sip of his drink, thinking. This wasn't going to be easy, though. It wouldn't be like last time. This was the Council, after all. They were everywhere.
"This isn't going to be good… But it's better than letting these or us fall in the Council's hands."
"It is." They sat in silence for a while before Arowen asked, "Do you know of anyone who can give us new identities, fake IDs? I know a few guys, but they usually charge a heavy fee, or go missing so often that I don't know where they are."
group
"I do," Sebastian answered, "but it might be hard to find them. They're on the move a lot, but they always seem to be close by enough. If anything, they might contact us first."
"Contact us first?" Arowen raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Does that mean they usually know when you need things like these?" Her hand closed around the warm cup of coffee, and she took solace in that fact.
group
"That's one way of putting it." Sebastian let out a small sigh, shaking his head some. "It's… more complicated than it might seem."
"Care to explain?" She raised an eyebrow at him. He was being frustratingly vague, and it annoyed her.
group
"It's more she always keeps her tabs on me, and probably has already sent someone to deal with us," Sebastian admitted.
