<blockquote><div><cite>Baz wrote:</cite>"What about me,  Feign?" Baz growls. "And what about the extremists? Do you want your people killing people like me, and Jania? People who've done more for the SEM and resistance than you ever could? Because if you canne get a message to them, that's what's gonna happen. I dinnae intend to return to my Ancestors because of a two-faced fuck like you! Do yae understand?"<br/><br/>He takes a pull of his cigar  "What's the point in being allied with the S.E.M. if we can't fight, anyway? Stupid wanker..."</div></blockquote>Between Baz's rant and the pain creeping into his brain like ants crawling up his nerves, Feign's cool composure cracks a little.  "Is that all your alliance is? An excuse to fight?  you have a whole godsdamn week to get yourself and every other equality minded fur in this city either into hiding or well outside of this place.  You don't have to die.  Not you or Jania or anyone else in the S.E.M so long as you can find the sence to leave before my people get heaAARGH!"  The pain finally breaks his training and his whole body shudders in responce,  almost loosing him from Halvorson's grip.<br/><br/>"It's- nngh- Worth fighting for and dying for.  It's worth walking away as well.  Even if you fear walking away more than you fear death."  At this last sentance, clearly directed at Baz, Feign promptly passes out.