<div style="text-align: center">《 Ray &amp; Armando 》<br/>
Location: outside Abendblume<br/>
Present: Alvaro <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Flannel King" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Flannel King</a> , Rebel <a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a>​</div><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FM8Ak8BZ.jpg%3F2&amp;hash=f395bd3ac305d7a3d4864cfc83be0aaa" title="M8Ak8BZ.jpg">
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</div>Marcia's gaze followed Alvaro's eyes out towards her children, though she couldn't bring herself to truly believe his words. His tone, while perhaps meant to sound reassuring still set her on edge. Hale's appearance cut through the moment, reminding her that Alvaro had only ever done exactly as he'd been ordered. She knew she was not going to change her brother's mind on going, and the last thing she wanted was for Hale to know her true feelings, so she composed herself, holding a hand up to Alvaro for him to wait a moment. She then passed him the butcher paper wrapped sandwiches for them to take, so at least they would be fed for whatever mission it was they were going on. She could only pray that Alvaro was telling the truth.<br/><br/>The gates were pulled open to the four men, and then closed behind them as they went.<br/><br/>"We've got some miles to cover," Ray informed, though they were all capable. He was eager for the day. At peace with his decision, even after lying to his father. Alvaro was on board. He had his back, and if he could convince the other two as well, then his father would have no true support within the community.<br/><br/>"I was going to do this initially just Alvaro and I, but.."<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--right lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2F6LIL1U3.jpg&amp;hash=0ba16922c35b0a7a75a43fd37a373940" title="6LIL1U3.jpg">
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</div>"You suspect there might be more necros than you can handle after kicking the dust up with your KOA stunt?" Armando filled in.<br/><br/>"That's part of it, but not all," Ray said, flashing a grin to Alvaro. "We're going to Dryden."<br/><br/>Armando stopped in the middle of the road, frowning.<br/><br/>"Ray, I'm not following you up to this community to slaughter a bunch of people. That's where you think the exiles went, isn't it?" What else would he be doing except going out to finish what he started? There was tension with Dryden and this was how Ray responded to tension here lately. Armando shook his head and started to turn and head back the direction they had come. He felt disappointed, realizing how eager he'd been to be of use again. Not in this way though. Ray exchanged a look with Alvaro.<br/><br/>"Armando.. You aren't heading back home to tattle on me to daddy. There's too much riding on this."