Charlie, gave a slight frown when he heard the girl say she was with the Freedom Knights so freely.  His luck was twisting her to tell him things she would usually keep to herself.  Damn it, this is why he left his old town, his luck was twisting everyone he knew, he didn't need it twisting those he just met.<br/>"Oh, you wouldn't happen to be going to the one on Second?  Pyrus found it, all that's left is some burnt timber and maybe a few survivors.  I lived there, but thankfully I was out on a early morning walk so I'm ok."  As Charlie talked he started scratching his chin, and realized that all his stuff was now gone.  He had no clothes, furniture, or other stuff left now.<br/>"But now that I think of it, I should go back to see if any of my stuff made it.  It would be nice to not have to buy all that stuff all over again.  I'll walk with you there, it would be nice to have someone there to help."<br/><br/>He turned and started walking back to his old apartment, not even looking back to see if the girl followed.  His guess was that she probably was.  As he walked on he turned back to her.<br/>"Oh by the way, my name is Charlie Quinn, I'm not a member of the Freedom Knights but don't worry I have no love for Pyrus in the slightest.  I was actually pretty surprised when the apartment I moved into was a secret base for an underground rebellion force.  Then again, that just seems like my luck."  Yeah, and as far as he could tell, his luck wanted him to become a hero of liberation.  Well, not if he could help it.