<div style="text-align: center">《 Rebel 》&amp;《 Dan 》<br/>
<i>Location: Shuttle pick-up location<br/>
Addressing: Anise, Ezra, Rachel &amp; Tobias</i>​</div><br/><i>"After all of the bullshit that went into hauling Rachel out of there?" Tobias stared at Rebel, his facial expression clearly displaying that he thought it was the stupidest idea he'd ever heard.</i><br/><br/>Rebel raised his hands, palms-up, to his shoulders. "I know nothing about that," he said. "But it doesn't change the fact that people are fleeing from their home with little thought about what they'll need, and Hale never said they had to do that. He just said they had to be out by tonight."<br/><br/>He found himself being asked to remain, and he realized Ezra was really asking him to take care of Rachel. What kind of trouble had the nurse gotten herself into?<br/><br/>"Sure," he promised. Whether it was agreement to stay, or that Hale couldn't be trusted, was anyone's guess. His eyes swept over to Dan. "Will you go to the gate and spread the news for people to not head out on their own? We'll figure out the groups and start sending people to the river," he said. He didn't know how many people were already gone, scattered to the nearby forests like lambs to the slaughter.<br/><br/>It was likely that the patrols would come across them in the coming weeks. Hopefully, they'd find the stragglers alive. More than likely they would not.<br/><br/>Dan put two fingers to his eyebrow and flicked them towards Rebel in a casual salute. "You got it," he said, turning and jogging down the long drive to the entry gate. He was glad to have something to do, even if it meant splitting up. At least it got him away from the chaos and drama that was happening uphill. Not that the gate was any less hectic. People were milling about; some stood outside the gate looking lost, others were hauling ass down the road as quickly as they could.<br/><br/>Looking like a coach trying to round up his team, Dan waved some of the people over. "Hey! Don't leave on your own," he said. "We're gathering up people to travel together, taking them to a place that's safe for the night."<br/><br/>One of those cast out spat in his direction, the man's face pinched as he cradled a crippled left hand against his stomach. "Why? So you can shoot us more efficiently out of sight of the others?"<br/><br/>Some in the crowd rallied to that accusation, shouting that he was a traitor, and they should burn the place to the ground. Others hurried away faster, convinced that there was going to be bloodshed. Dan felt his confidence falter momentarily, then he did what he did when he was trying to encourage someone in the gym. He faked it.<br/><br/>"Listen, it seems impossible now, and this doesn't make sense to any of us," he tried to keep his voice steady. "We need a couple of days to work this out; meanwhile, we have a few sites where everyone can stay. Rebel's got a plan," he added, hoping that might garner some weight with those who were skeptical. "Wait here! You're safer in groups!"<br/><br/>Meanwhile, at the carriage pick-up location Rebel had anything<i>but </i>a plan. He glanced at Rachel out of the corner of his eye, a little uncomfortable with being left 'alone' with a woman. Sou was definitely the jealous type, and he remembered the time he had split a soft apple with a woman early on in the Abendblume's settlement. He still wore the scar from that over his right eyebrow.<br/><br/>And now, he was standing next to someone whose training had put her in the 'medic' realm and out of his. Running a hand through his longish brown hair, he tried to think of something to say to help take her mind off their imminent concerns. "So…you're Tobias'<i>wife</i>?" he asked. He knew they had the same last name, but other than that he had been too immersed in his own relational drama to worry too much about others'.