Viv watched Tyler as he spoke and saw the cold glint in his eyes. A shiver went up her spine at the memory of when he took Tecwyn as hostage. But she understood Tyler in a way, if she were to lose any of her members, she would do anything to avenge them.<br/><br/>Tyler checked on the civilians from time to time and although he seemed relaxed, Viv knew that he was alert. Her numbers compared to theirs would require one to be cautious. Even if she wanted to, she didn't plan to make a promise about their safety.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Come to my office, after we eat,"</span>Viv said glancing at the fire before shifting her eyes back to Tyler.<span style="color: #8080FF">"I have a habit of recording my findings, including whatever I could find about Wolf. You can look through them and possibly find something I missed or would have never noticed."</span><br/><br/>Tyler looked at Viv. The only hint of him being surprised at her offer was him lifting a questionable brow. But his expression settled as he asked,<span style="color: #336666">"Are you just handing them over to me?"</span><br/><br/>Viv shrugged, her eyes returning to the fire.<span style="color: #8080FF">"Don't get your hopes up, they're just old written notes I made. But they at least have a few names written down. Basically, who told me what, the day they told me and the day they saw him, if I got lucky. Otherwise, I have no use for them and most of the notes are legends about you."</span><br/><br/>Viv glanced over at Tyler as if she was trying to decide if she wanted to say more. She had one more person in mind that she didn't place anywhere in her notes, but only because she never got the courage to go to this specific informant. Before she could decide, her eyes went to the side and she turned to look up Mariel who was standing before her.<br/><br/><span style="color: pink">"Hey," </span>Mariel greeted casually. The tension seemed to thicken as some of the members glanced over at the engineer.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Hey,"</span>Viv greeted back providing a relaxed smile. With their leader seemingly not in danger, the members returned to their work. All this past Mariel's notice.<br/><br/>Viv's heart lightened a touch at the fact that her clan, the Deathstalkers, cared for her enough to be ready to jump on a possible threat towards her. But at the same time, Viv couldn't blame Mariel's lack of caution around the bandit leader. She was after all a few inches shorter and if she guessed right, she was probably a few years younger than the engineer. And even though she was a skilled marksmen, compared to a legend like Tyler Bellford: the Rattlesnake, Viv was no better fighter then Mariel.<br/><br/>Viv waited for Mariel to continue. Mariel didn't hesitate and said,<span style="color: pink">"We need to talk."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Alright, after we eat,"</span>Viv replied calmly.<br/><br/>Mariel glanced at the unappetizing cockroach.<span style="color: pink">"I rather we talk now." </span><br/><br/>A quick look at the engineer, Viv could see that Mariel was determined, too determined. The women was set on stopping the Deathstalkers from raiding anymore, and in the current circumstances, why not go about this peacefully. But Viv knew that in the end, Mariel or even Hale, wouldn't hesitate to send Tyler and Deckard on her and the Deathstalkers if they continued their way of living.<br/><br/>Looking around Mariel, Viv checked on how everyone was doing. By this time Suzanne had casually moved next to Molly and Tecwyn, the girl was clearly uncomfortable, but with a few traded words from Suzanne, Tecwyn laughed easily and Molly's shoulders relaxed. Vaz and Mark, although keeping a fair distance from Deckard, sat next to Tank, Vaz started the casual conversation his words gliding through the air smoothly. Mark adding a few words here and there but overall the group was doing a decent job of keeping the tension at a low level.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Take a seat then,"</span>Viv finally answered, her attention returning to Mariel.<br/><br/><span style="color: pink">"My offer still stands,"</span>Mariel continued as she sat next to Viv.<span style="color: pink">"Your men can help Hale Corporation and be paid well for it. As I said before, you're not the only threats out there. We can use people like you."</span><br/><br/>Viv clasped her hands together and looked at the fire in thought.<span style="color: #8080FF">"I'll tell my men about your offer,"</span>Viv started.<span style="color: #8080FF">"But, let me clarify something."</span><br/><br/>Glancing over Viv wanted to see how Mariel will take to what she said next.<span style="color: #8080FF">"We're not here because we felt that we had nowhere else to go. This is a lifestyle we all took willingly. When I tell everyone what you're offering and I give them the chance to choose what they want."</span>Viv propped her elbows on her legs and rested her chin on her hands as her eyes remained focused on Mariel.<span style="color: #8080FF">"You're going to need to give us a better offer. Because I'll bet that every single one of them will choose to remain a Deathstalker."</span>