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"Yeah, I guess so." was all Mike said as he seemed to start drifting back into his thoughts once more. When they arrived back he noticed Anatoly wearing his old clothes. He walked over to his bags and pulled out some new clothes. He tossed them at Anatoly. "You might want to try putting on some clean clothes."

"They're new clothes, and I think I have cash covered, at least for the time being." Mike said, pulling out a few hundred dollars from the bags.

"Deal. I'll get you a fresh pair when I pick up a set..." Anatoly groaned. "Tomorrow. Back in a sec." He changed in the course of about a minute, trying to hide how self-conscious of his appearance he was when he came out of the bathroom.

"I'll take a water." She took a sip from one of the offered bottles and sighed. "Damn. What are we gonna do? Do you guys have any other Blazer hideouts to go to? Or are we basically just gonna be running like hell and praying to God we don't get caught?"

"Yeah, but as of right now, two of our people are injured and on top of that the Roses are using stickers that I've never even seen before. Unless if we can find some stronger mystickers and fast our only chance of going on the offensive will disappear along with the four that we just fled from." Mike said. He really liked the idea of going on the offensive, but he knew it would prove pointless in their current situation, they didn't have enough offensive power, any knowledge of the enemy, and to top it all off they didn't even know if their superiors were still alive. "What we need to do right now is try to figure out their weaknesses, figure out the limits to their stickers. Rushing back in like how we are now will prove completely useless unless if we can bring something back to try and help tip the scales. Anatoly you know more than me about the organization, do you know where we might be able to get hold of any other mystickers?" He had an idea, but he was hoping they wouldn't have to go through with it. Hopefully Anatoly would know somewhere.

"...we can't be the only ones," Nathan said quietly, almost to himself. He was staring at the bed, obviously deep in thought. "We can't be the only ones," he repeated. "They can't've just been playing two groups, they can't know about them all. We didn't know we were Blazers. Other people might not know they're Blazers. Other people might know they're Blazers. Why are we thinking we're the only group? We had to hunt down our own, but... there must be others. Somewhere. Anywhere. We can't just magically be the only ones."

"That's part of the problem, none of us now how to tell and it's not like it's an option to have random people just stick mystickers on themselves, activate the, and hope for the best." Mike said in a slightly sarcastic tone as if the thought might have been plausible in his mind, even for a bit. "As far as I know only two or three people know how to tell us apart from regular people and one of them is back there fighting for his life."

"That's great. If we can find him we might have another fighter along with some better mystickers. Do you have any idea where he might be?" Mike asked, anticipation seeping through. He was starting to like their chances. Even if they only had an extra fighter or more powerful mystickers they might be able to make a difference, but if they were able to get both he was positive they would be able to go back and help the people they left behind, but only if they could move now. "Ok, Blaine and Nathan are injured, so we should probably leave them here, but we have to try and track him down now. Anatoly, it's your call, but I think I should go with you and leave the rest here." He pulled a couple of knives and a handgun out of his bags putting them in front of Sarah. "These are only in case of emergencies. There's more ammo in the side pocket of that bag. I doubt you'll need it, but either way these should give you some protection, and if either of those two wake up soon they should be able to fight some, although I doubt they'll be able to move much." He didn't want to leave them here alone, but Anatoly and him were the only ones fit for a battle currently and they needed to track down Anatoly's father. He figured that the gun and knives would at least help some. "That is unless if Anatoly has a better plan." he said knowing that Anatoly was the highest ranking person here and was the best at handling himself and therefore he should be the one in charge.

((Are you still there Joe? Does anyone know if Joe's been checking back here at all lately?))