Rizelâ€™s attention was on both Seni and Quissera both speaking tactfully to each other like it was a political debate in the resistance eye, a competition to whom held the greater plan or the resolution to keep their ground on the opinion they held so dearly, in the end it was just words to a greater plan but even words can waste others precious time when the outcome is nothing special or doomed to end in failure.<br/><br/>Rizel sat back comfortably in his seat his long ebony hair kept view from either side of his face concealed however his eyes were ever fixed on the information that was being thrown around the room, others mumbled at the speak of war and the death of their own kinsmen whilst other fidgeted at the mere sounds of fighting and wouldnâ€™t entertain the thought of battle in their own minds<span style="font-style: italic"> Whatâ€™s this power? To have the ability see into the future? </span>Rizelâ€™s eyes then wondered around the room when the talk of the Empressâ€™s new abilities were being absorbed around the area from this new shocking development<span style="font-style: italic"> This should be certainly interesting... </span>Rizel noticed some with a flare in their eyes they were ready to kill someone and just let their instincts take over them whilst others remains calm and complacent to wait for further orders on how to handle such a person.<br/><br/>But no suggestions were said, at least no plausible ones.<br/><br/>After the long speech that was given and how the crowd reacted afterwards sent chills down Rizelâ€™s spin, a lot of them he would never see again when this mission is carried out in three days time, three days to make a plan and then relay it to everyoneâ€™s understanding it seemed to his understanding like a full scale invasion. The fact that made Rizel sick to his stomach was that a lot of resistance members would die in such an assault and to also be made public this could compromise a lot of resistance members identities to survivors if it be the resistance that looses the fight of the Empressâ€™s forces this could affect a lot of members in the long run.<br/><br/>Rizel pondered this prospect with the many questions that he himself had yet to understand, the leader disappeared from sight and the mumblings that had gone on for quite some time now had turned into full-scale convocations some were on the idea of such an assault whilst others questioned anotherâ€™s abilities Rizel didnâ€™t have to have the power to see in otherâ€™s minds to know that the main question was is this plan going to pull off and if so what then?<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Does Quissera even care for us? It seems heâ€™s just throwing us to the dogs.... </span>Rizel turned away from the many privy convocations that took place and instead made his way towards the other side of the room, noticing a female near the back of the room her cloak was over her but her figure and apparel have her sexuality away however it was only a single glance and nothing more. Making his way through the many people that were now scattered across the area Rizel tried his best not to push or shove anyone and instead made silly jesters such as waving his hands to either side of his body to not touch anyone, however this quickly stopped as it seemed pointless and thus pushed a few arms away from his body and moved a few legs from his now walking body.<br/><br/>Eventually making it to the bar Rizel sat there, his fingers tapping lightly against the wooden surface as he stood there leaning comfortably to one side, the smell of dog hit his nose and in that instant saw a man with oddly coloured eyes this did capture more than a glance however being well versed in travelling it was not something out of the ordinary for him. The bartender came to Rizel after serving the werewolf â€œWhat can I get for ya?â€ His attention was captured in the cold pretences of Rizelâ€™s eyes as the shade reflexion could be easily seen, â€œJust some peanuts...â€ The bartender chuckled under his breath his chest vibrating to keep in such a laughter the fact that a vampire would order peanuts must have been a first for him â€œRight awayâ€ he shook his head walking to the other side of the bar and taking off the shelves a bag of Mr. Beenie Peanuts, placed it on the surface and looked at the vampire that stood there keeping his gaze ever watchful â€œAnything else?â€ Rizel replied with a quiet â€œNo thank youâ€ and took the peanuts from the table turning around he watched the many people in their own talkative convocations, he opened the bag and chewed said peanuts with his mouth closed.<br/><br/>His eyes examining the room as some resistance members left to go outside for a break.<span style="font-style: italic"> Now whatâ€™s going to happen now</span>the bag already half full Rizel placed the bag to the side and stood up placing his snow coloured hands in his pockets, he kept his mouth closed but a silent sigh escaped through his nose, his expression was somewhat inviting as most would seem to see but under the mask it was otherwise.