"Look at it .. just<strong>LOOK</strong>at it!" Teiran hissed to his group as he stared with disgust at the rendering of the so-called God Emperor.  "Blasphemous, tyrannical, son of a bitch!"  With that he spat onto the picture, making a few of his friends gasp.  But there were no guards to hall them off today.  Strange.<br/><br/>Katerina (http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/69/35/totally-tricia_472x708.0.0.0x0.472x708.jpeg)'s eyes flicked back and forth over the crowd, waiting for a hidden spy to come running at them.  Silently she cursed Tieran's brashness.  She, more than most and for good reason, hated the Emperor.  But there was hatred, and then there was outright stupidity.  No, there were no Imperials around that they could see, but something just didn't feel right.  Her gut told her that today would not go well.<em>Why</em>were there no guards?!<br/><br/>"Alright, let's just keep our wits about us," she said to the group in a hushed tone.  "Civilian casualties because of careless mistakes are unacceptable!  We don't make a move unless we can do it safely."  Tieran scoffed at her a bit, some nodded, a few of the others shrugged.  A lot of them had nothing left to live for and nothing to lose, but she'd be damned if she'd let them take innocents down along with them!  "Let's just keep moving ... we shouldn't linger here ..." she told them as her blue-green gaze flicked ominously up to the Emperor's likeness, feeling as if he were watching.  She walked forward and the rest seemed to follow as well, trying not to appear as if the were together.<br/><br/>Kat's heart was racing beneath her cool, together outward appearance.  She tucked a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear, pushing the rest of her waist length main behind her shoulders as she looked around the port.  Goosebumps raised on her arms, hopefully visible to no one else.  She had a bad feeling about this.  A<em>very</em>bad feeling.