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"She might be a desperate soul, but how would she know where to find us. This could be a problem. If the average kid on the street knows where we are, anybody else could know. The military could walk in here any minute... couldn't they? Are we still safe?" Roxy was starting to feel uneasy about the entire situation.

After a few moments, Jessica gave up waiting for the other two and slid past them with a soft "'Scuse me." Now that she was dry, she realized she was starving. She quietly moved to the dining room and, ignoring the curious gazes of those around her, kept her eyes on the floor.

When she reached the dining room, she found Roxy, the girl who had helped her in, and another girl talking in low voices. "Hello," she said, the first word she had spoken without mumbling.

:: For those of you who do not know...the HQ is now better described in the introduction to this RP, so, please, go check it out! Thank you guys muches! ::

Azalia was in turmoil on the inside, but this girl was obviously shaken, and needed security, so she had plastered on her best everything's-perfectly-alright smile and was being super friendly. Once inside the kitchen and out of sight however, her face fell. There was a lot of questions that had to be answered, and she was trying to think of the best way to go about it. She stopped herself and remembered what she had told Roxy. Trust. She took a deep breath, and when she had gotten the butter, a knife, and the bowl of fruit coctail, she put the smile back on and went back to the dining room. She set everything on the table. "Alright, Jessica. Now to get to the big elephant in the room that everybody sees but nobody's saying anything about. How did you find out about us? I don't mean to be rude, but security is a big deal around here, as you can probably imagine."

"Well, God bless you both then." Judging by Jessica's word choice and her earlier tears that something bad had happened to her friend. Azalia decided now was not the time to inquire over such issues, she had other business to ask about. "So. As you probably know then, we are the Adolescent Resistance Movement, and we go out and try to spread the word about Jesus, distribute bibles, things like that. It's risky, but I think it's worth it. We'll give you a room upstairs, it's not much, just a bed, dresser, and table, but we might be able to snag a rug or some curtains from some abandoned building. That's what I did, and my room looks quite cozy now. It's sort of a mismatched thriftstore look, but cozy."

Mia had been picking at her food, not really hungry. She wasn't really paying too much attention to the conversation, until Jessica admitted that she wasn't a Christian. Mia looked up, and said, "So, does that mean we shouldn't offer you help?...Wait, lemme rephrase that..." she paused to think, then said, "It doesn't really matter. Because..." she trailed off, unable to think of the proper way to phrase what she wanted to say.
[Sorry about not replying...I got myself grounded for 3 days... sweatdrop ]

"Exactly." Azalia said in agreement with Jason. "Your friend trusted you, and so I think we can as well. Even if you are not a Christian, you are still our neighbor, and we will love you all the same. Seeing as you do not share our beliefs, I do not expect you to go around risking your life for something you don't believe in, so I must warn you: if we are caught you will most likely be killed with the rest of us. By staying here, you are willingly putting yourself in danger. If the soldiers get in here, they won't go around asking if we're Christians, and even if they do and you say no, you'll probably be called a liar and killed anyway. I just want you to be fully aware of the risk you're taking by associating with us. If you aren't willing to take it, you may certainly leave at any time."