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Titus slowly stopped laughing when Nick got up. It was a pretty serious matter that just happened and it rubbed Nick the wrong way. That was easy enough to tell. Shrugging it off Titus looked up at Kagi as he looked at her. But she just looked back at Nick. -friendly...arn't you?-

Slowly standing up she whipped off the blade on her pants, and slipped it into her boot once more. As she stood she had this drunken worn out look about it. Her right arm remained dropped at her side. As she let go of the stick in her mouth she placed that hand on her wounded shoulder and rotated her other arm stretching it at the same time. It pinched and felt bruised as she did so. But it was so weird to have her arm feel dead the pain helped her know it was still there. Nor would she let it stop her, Her shoulder burned and felt numb and prickled with pain. But as with all wounds the Pain never fully comes the first day.

Titus grunted as she reached for her shirt that still hanged on her 'bad' arm. She pulled it over her head and other arm once more. The shoulder of the shirt was marked with a hole and blood. And through the hole you could see the wrap that covered her wound.

Titus walked lazily over to the entrance of the hanger doors she stood there looking out them contemplating her next move. She rested her left elbow on the hilt of her sword.

What would she do? She wasn't needed here, and she knew she was the most annoying thing to Nick at the moment. But she laughed softly at that thought. Not out of play or spite. But to the fact that it was true and the irony of it.

Titus noticed Nick sneaking behind her but remain forward as if she didn't. Sneaking was Titus’ specialty and she was good about. She almost hadn’t notice Nick.
- She's good...-

"You know, you can get around pretty quietly." she was surprised and showed it. Titus looked over at her shoulder at Nick showing a smile when she told her to go lay down, not hinting that she saw her.

She wanted to protest. But she was tired, and didn't want to bug Nick any further. But then again she didn't like to be babied....

"Is that an Order?" She playfully answered with that 'smile'. She wasn't trying to sound or be defiant in anyway. Just asking a question.

"Awww but he looks so Blood thrusty too...Yes you do..." Titus made her voice sound like as you would to a baby or puppy.She wasn't picking a fight with the Organiod or did she want to. Insteed being playful and fully understood that Kagi wanted to kill her.

Titus winched to the noise Kagi made as he stopped. But she didn't flinch, she wouldn't allow her self to be fearful of him, it was the same with a lot of people. If someone knows that you fear them they will take advantage of that. Titus never planed that to happen. As for greed, it was never an issue to Titus, to put it simple she never had anything to be greedy about in her life. She grew up with only what the Military provided and live with such. But now that was gone.

Titus looked up at Nick as she looked at her.

"...A lot of people want him dead." Titus spoke softly as she turned her self around. It was true. There was a time Titus herself want him dead; before she found out the truth about what happened to her Mentor and blamed him for her death.

Titus shook her head as she reluctantly did as she was told. She walked back over to the area she previously sat. Rubbing the back of her neck she let out a yawn as she watch the two. -...What am I doing here?...-

Titus had replayed that thought through her head more then once, not just in the day but also for the past two months. She looked down at where she previously was mauled; her eyes dropped to her feet were she noticed the bullet that was flung from her shoulder. Letting out a small huff she lightly kicked the small metal object out of the way, a hint of unwanted spite came with it as she flopped down.

Titus still stared at the bullet until Nick spoke. She had came over? That was a present surprise. Titus reached for the bullet and looked at it in her hand, then back at Nick with a smile.

"Alright then..." She stashed the bullet away. She leaned agent the door once again. She had been shot before, but never cared to keep the bullet of each wound.

Titus looked forward as Nick pushed back her shades. Thinking about what happened, she looked back at Nick.

"I'm Sorry..." Her smile was gone showing full seriousness that she was apologizing for what she had done. Which she hardly did, as she didn't regret what she did most of the time.

Titus smiled as she made a nod before looking forward and closing her eyes. Titus tried to think before every action was made. More concentrating on the reaction of another then her own. But from now on she would think more clearly.
"Night..."

-Nick...heh, she somthing else...this will be intrusting-

Titus gave up on the act she had shown Nick when they first meet, she knew Nick's side of the story, had discoverd the so called truth, that she so desired. But was left with one important question. What now?
She didn't care to carry out her given orders, she wouldn't. The only way that she would even think about would be if she thought Nick was lying. And from what she had seen, she was telling the truth. Though there was that 'Judge' to worry about.

-...Maybe Arc knows more about 'her'-

Titus partly opened one eye to look at Nick, she didn't seem like she was planning to go to sleep. And she looked to be in deep thought, too deep of thought.

"You know, thinking is good...but too much can kill ya..." Titus closed her eye the rest of the way as she lazily responded sounding like she was tired and could sleep, But she couldn't. Sure she was tired but not the kind of tiredness that lets you go to sleep.

"Seriously,...I've seen it" She dryly spoke in a playful manner, but showed no smile, it was true. And not some thing to take lightly.

Titus rolled over to her side so that her uninjured shoulder leaned agents the door, Her back shown to Nick.

On Titus' lower back was the imperial crest, Her shirt usually covered the tattoo, but how she sat it reviled the Mark, a Brand. She didn't choose to have it. She was 'owned' by the faction. Found orphaned she was raised in the military. You would think her more obedient...nope, not Titus. She was too strong to be broken by such. The only one she would truly listen too and respect was Joy, her mentor; until now.

-What could she be thinking about...Maybe a life past...- Titus sighed.

-Why? Dose she stay...why?....- the question kept beating her up.

-Why...No one had before...since...- Titus rested her arm under her head agents the door. Not showing outwardly the struggle she was facing.

"Why...why?-Why do you stay?..." She sounded confused for the first time since she had first meet her. And spoke as If she wouldn't get an answer as she hardly did with her.

"Why are you so different?...." Her voice was still quite and she sounded as if she was speaking to her self. Almost pleading and not expecting an answer. She didn't look back once at Nick as she spoke

Everyone had left her, But yet she remain.