<div style="text-align: center">《 Kennedy 》<br/>
<i>Location: KOA Cabins<br/>
Addressing: Ezra <i><a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="tobacco camille" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">tobacco camille</a>, </i>Armando, Anise <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Sayd" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Sayd</a>, Dan <i><a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Traveler</a></i></i><br/>
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</div>Armando was right, no one in that cabin or outside had any reason to trust him or Hael's other men. Hell, they could have all been sitting outside that door waiting for them to open it, but if they thought Rachel and Rebel were still in there, then it could only be Armando and Dan out there. Or some kind of trick. The possibilities were maddening and any one guess was as good as any other. His instincts about Armando still felt safe, but Ezra, along with his own rational questioning, kept him in a place of indecision. It was a near grueling state of mind and in the end, he gave into his gut.<br/><br/>He stood up with eyes falling confidently on Ezra. "I'm going out to talk to them. Armando was level with me before, and he'll be level with me again."<br/><br/>He pushed the bed that was holding the door aside. "Put it back after I'm out." It would ultimately be their decision to do whatever felt right, but he wouldn't betray their safe place or demand they give it up to go with him. He slipped quickly out the door and closed it behind him, turning to come face to face in close proximity with Armando. His eyes widened slightly and he moved his head back a smidge. The briefest thought went through his head that he should have his hand on his gun at the ready in case his gut was all wrong, but instead, his hands reached for Armando's shoulders to steady the man before accidentally knocking him back stumbling off the cabin's small wooden patio porch.<br/><br/>"Rachel's not here," he said to Armando and then looked over to Dan, "Neither is Rebel. Rachel went after Tobias and Rebel went after Rachel..."<br/><br/>His gaze moved smoothly back to Armando with softening inquiry. "What happened? What's going on? Who was shooting? Is everyone ok? Where is everyone?"  Then it dawned on him and he quickly took in the surroundings. "Is it over?" His eyes widened again with the thought that maybe he'd just walked out into a war zone.<br/><div style="text-align: center"><br/>
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