"You did not get the message?" Dianna asked in confusion, her brow furrowed. "I shall have to tell Bryon that he missed a few recruits. I suppose though, if you brought a plane, then it is better you came straight here. It would have been very suspicious for a plane to land in the meeting spot Bryon chose." Dianna decided to mention this incident to Bryon later. If they had more pilots interested they would need a more appropriate meeting place.<br/><br/>Needless to say, Dianna was surprise when the man took her hand and kissed it. When he politely released it again, she held her hand close to her cutting-board chest and rubbed it. "I suppose it would be better than arriving to an empty building," she responded simply. A thought seemed to strike the girl, "Oh. Forgive my manners. My name is Dianna #412. I am pleased to meet you."<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wow,</span>Yin thought, a small sweat drop appearing on the side of her head.<span style="font-style: italic">That was a nice warm welcome.</span>Suddenly though, her idea of taking a taxi here didn't sound very smart at all. Now she would have to catch a ride with one of the others who came for the resistance. The lawyer simply stood there for a moment, pondering what to do.<br/><br/>--------------------------<br/><br/>Ijemaru smirked. That introduction was sort of interesting, at least. Maybe he wouldn't be too bored with all of this. He was about to walk off to his car to follow their apparent leader, when he noticed some woman (older than he was) simply standing there. She didn't look (or dress) like the kind of person who came to an outdoorsy place like this for no reason, so she had to be with the rebellion. Did she not have a ride?<br/><br/>Smirking, Ijemaru approached the woman. "You're here for the rebellion aren't you?" he asked. "Need a lift?"<br/><br/>Yin looked at the boy who addressed her, sighing slightly. "Yes actually," she confessed. The lawyer looked the boy over. "Are you old enough to drive?" she asked, her eyes narrowed slightly.<br/><br/>Ijemaru gave a sweat drop smile. "I'm seventeen," he said, "and I do have my license."<br/><br/>Yin nodded approvingly. "Alright then. I would be grateful if you would escort me."<br/><br/>Ijemaru stared at the woman with that same smile.<span style="font-style: italic">She just screams "legal authority"...</span>"Alright then," he said, spinning on his heels. "I parked over this way." Ijemaru lead his potential soon-to-be colleague to his car.