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She shook her head, then grabbed a cap and twisted her hair up under it.

Ruby chuckled, taking the bullet proof vest. "It's true, Lori, but if we get attacked, it sure does help to be prepared for it."

She sighed, at Silent Lucidity's answer, she looked familiar, like someone she knew back in the hollywood circle maybe, but she decided not to pursue it.

"Whatever. I don't care. I just want to go and shoot something." Alloran said, pulling a vest over his head, grunting as his hair got pulled. He held his gun loosely at his side. "We ready?"

Ruby nodded, "I already said my goodbyes to my sugar, an' my little sugar, so yeah." Ruby twirled one of the brown curls, giving it an odd look...then pulled on it, and let out a yelp. She pouted...kind of like a cat that bit its own tail and then looked for sympathy.

((S'pose I should go set up a nice set of stats for the slave market in Union city.))

((Sorry. Work's a b***h, and any spare moment has been dedicated to sleep and god of war))
"'Lright. Good. I can take a good 'mount of people in my truck, iffn' yeh all load up in the back. We'll stop a good distance away from the city and move in. It's gonna be interestin', given the big ol' walls they got, but they've been crumblin' since the rebellion, so there'll be some weak points." Alloran started to walk towards the garage. "Any questions?"

Erica followed towards the garage, deciding to stay quiet. She wasn't up to talking....not to anyone in the group, and not to ED either...because she's moody.

After watching some woman who claimed to be his mother, leave with another group of unfamiliar looking people, Aaron reached into his pocket, flicked a lit match into the air, and decided he was going to go on a quest.

He walked over to an air vent which was usually hidden by one of the vehicles in the garage. It wouldn't be noticeable to most people, and even if they did notice it, they probably wouldn't see the missing screws in the corner. Even if they managed to see the screws, the fact that it was too small for any person to fit through, relatively protected by anti-power field, and over all unthreatening. The only significant detail was the mud splattered race car backpack shoved behind it, a backpack filled with pilfered goods from the kitchen, and from other places throughout the HQ. If a person was missing their keys, or missing half a pack of gum, or a particularly interesting looking sock, it was probably swiped by Aaron. Lighters, matches, or other items that had anything to do with fire, would be gone within three minutes of being left unattended.

Aaron pulled the grate off the vent and reached in to get his bag. A few cobwebs tickled the back of his hand as he grabbed the vinyl strap to his bag. He pulled it through slowly, so the edges didn't scrape too loudly against the metal. It came out smoothly enough, despite the amount of stuff crammed into it. Aaron looked back and forth, like he would before crossing the street, checking to make sure the garage was still relatively empty. He smiled to himself, and then opened the bag. The contents spread out like a split stomach, packaged cookies tumbling out, gum, starburst, a cellphone, a wristwatch, three action figures, a red matchbox race car with its paint chipping off, a lighter, two match boxes, a couple magazines, a comic book, a bag of blue glass marbles, a twenty, three fives, and about four dollar bills, a half empty container of pepper spray, and an old blue basebal cap that looked like someone had taken a bite out of the rim.

Aaron put the hat over his head, hiding most of the curls. He grabbed one of the magazines, before he pushed the items back into the backpack and threw it over his left shoulder. He stood up to his full height, which was still comparitively short. Everyone was getting out and doing stuff, except him, and it had started to become a bit more than irritating, but he wasn't one to say so...he was more the type to take things into his own hands, and go outside despite the rules.

He walked towards the guards. Trying to stay out of sight for the, it would have been impossible for the most part, but he was prepared for that. The last guard, the short blonde, would definatley see him, but he would also make his escape easier. With the magazine in hand, he inserted the twenty dollar bill into page three. As he snuck by, he handed the magazine to the guard, in payment of keeping his exit a secret.

Aaron took to the streets with no possible chance for escape because of the Seer's damn powers...but he didn't know this. He headed to the main streets of Krovh, making sure to look both ways before running into the street....to make sure a car was coming, because it's so much more fun that way.