Xaelis hesitated as the man neared the door. Something about him seemed so familiar.
"Should I chase him?" The woman asked Zee and Nans as she stood up, keys in hand.

"I can drive pretty fast..." She added, now already making her way out the door, Roland was slipping away into his taxi.
A worried glance was passed over the rest of the room. There was something so familiar about that white haired man. Perhaps she'd seen a picture of him in the newspaper, something near the column she must have writen.

Xaelis flipped open her phone, she had internet access, though it was limited, it allowed newspapers, small articles to be shown.
She raised a brow as she tapped into her office computer.
Of course, she thought to herself, Roland; He was the man Boss needed that report about.

"OhmyGod," Xaelis whispered, she was already standing in the door way by now, though, unsure whether she should leave or not.

Zee was about to yank Anna out of the doorway, but thought better of letting the guy see her. Instead she shot her twin a venomous glance from the other room, and answered Kevin's question with a sarcastic demeanor and a sigh.

"If I knew who he was, would I be this freakin' nervous?"

Nanna had just come back into the room as Xealis posed the next question. Zee was about to dole out commands, but Nanna beat her to the punch. "No, Chickadee; I believe he is a friend, and a road chase would attract attention. And--" A gunshot interrupted her. Nanna left the room again, and came back pale. "And... someone just killed him."

"Nanna!" Zee helped the old woman into a chair, color still draining from her body. Then she bolted towards the front door and looked out the window; sure enough, the grunt was dead. She turned away and breathed for a second; then she was back on the job.

As Nanna sat down, the color still draining from her, a slip of paper fell out of her hands. Zee didn't remember her having this before; she picked it up and scanned it.

"Hey... look at this..." Zee passed around the note after reading it.

[This is the que for any Rebellion members to PM Hunter_Killer for the note ^-^]

Xaelis raised a brow as she put her keys back into her pocket. A furrowed-brow look was passed to Kevin when he asked the obvious pointless question. Something happened though, to elude her from speaking.
She was frowning now and she also walked over to Nans to help the petite woman into a chair.
It was pointless now, to go chase after Roland, afterall, he was dead.
A confused look melded onto Xaelis's face, the color rushing from her face.

She closed her eyes for a moment, reliving what had just happened, almost falling into the trap she had earlier, remembering the interrogations. Her eyes almost flooded with tears, but Zee's voice changed her thought of mind.
"A note?" She said aloud, though was mostly talking to herself. She took it gently from Zee, scanning over it, flipping it over, literally smelling, thinking it was a lie.
She rubbed the paper, though shook her head when her eyes met Zee's again.
"I'll go," She stated, though wasn't sure whether or not Zee was even going to take her, let alone, pick who would go.

Xaelis found herself standing up now, passing the note onto whoever was next to her.

After taking the note from Xaelis Kevin read the note thoroughly noting the time and location in his head. He took a deep breath and passed the note to the next person. ~Things got a little more interesting~ Kevin thought with a smirk on his face. He took his laptop and checked for cameras at the location. ~No extra security, not a single blockade, nothing. What would this guy want with the Rebellion~ Kevin thought calculating every possible motive.

((OOC: Yo Kittycat! That's not how you spell cue...))
"Hey! I'm here too, ya know!" She tried to move closer to see the note. "I think that we should all go, or a few people should go, and one of those people should be a leader, and....I was hoping that I can go. It sounds exciting and it's okay if I get locked up, because you guys don't really need me, and for my tech stuff, I have a big notebook behind the computer, and I mean the actual computer, not the monitor. Please leave my Harley, my skateboard, and my rock music in tact in case I come back." she said solemnly. She still couldn't see the note, but she wanted to go. She was tired of laying back at the White House, more like a prison. She probably would have enough of that crap later on.

"Does it say if we can brng anybody? Ugh! You guys are so unfair!!" she said when she finally gave up and waited until they were done investigating the note, like it was a crime scene and this was a old rerun of CSI. "Just hurry it up." She said from the living room, sitting on her grandmother's couch.

Kevin closed his laptop, isolated from everyone in the room. He snapped back to reality hearing someone speak. "So, whats the plan?" Kevin asked still partially out of it. I need a drink when this meeting is over Kevin thought rubbing his temple trying to rid himself of a headache. He reached into his pocket taking out a small canister of Aspirin, took two small red pills and swallowed them. He slipped the pills back into his pocket and taking out a small book started to read.

When Kevin shut his laptop Roland sighed and closed his. He had run every insurgance program and stealth bug he had to keep of the radar and sonsors of the other man's computer alert systems. He had to hand it to the kid, he was definetly good at what he does... Then again Roland wasn't the best hacker in the old Rebellion for nothing... If he wasn't how would he of been able to vanish off the records and keep his real identity hidden from the government for so long?

Then again the government was a group of lazzy and overfed dogs that didn't know anything about creativity and improvement...

Since the time of the fall of the old rebellion, apart from a few more security lines and programs the highways of inteligence were exactlly the same... And after he found the core code, the master key of government locks, he has only improved his abilities. He looked up at the clock in his apartment, the day was almost over and he had gotten a lot done and tied every loose end.

The party was getting closer... it was under 18 hours away... He had to rest up and get ready. Roland closed his laptop and placed it back in his suitcase and grabbed his cane and turned off the device and waited for 5 minutes before getting up to his room to sleep. The records would show he had sat in his room and slept almost all day, in truth he never even left his room. Good work Rolands... Maybe Danniel could use men like that in his new group...

Danniel sighed and went to sleep. Roland was dead now, he had to move on....

Danniel, like Roland, Aron, Marcus, and many others before him, had to stay four steps ahead of the government... always...

((No one else is posting. I feel sad now))

Kevin felt his cell phone ring in his pocket as he sat waiting for an answer. Kevin pulled out his phone and went into the hallway as not to bother anyone. "Hello?...Yes, I see...," Kevin's face hardened a little during the conversation, "Alright, I'll meet you there...Yes I'll bring the payment" Kevin hung up his phone and entered the room. "I am sorry I have to leave on urgent business. Text me the plan when your ready" Kevin said taking his laptop and heading outside with his hood over his head. Now I just need to drop by on an old friend Kevin thought feeling his pistol holstered under his coat. A few minutes later Kevin was at an abandoned building waiting for the person who called him.

((I don't know what happened to KittyCat. She hasn't been posting in her old rps lately, in fact, I had to bug her about writing something for another rp I'm in with her. Things aren't going the way they should. I call it "Super Bowl Mania", or a hangover. LOL))

"You know what? How about Kevin go with me? We're both people you could find a replacement for, so, what's to lose?" She said, trying to persuade her. She decided to drop the subject, so she could walk into the kitchen, and eat a bunch of her grandmothers' cookies, and it brung back good memories of the past. She missed the good old days. "Hey!" she said, as Kevin walked out the door. Everyone leaves. It's what we do.

Kevin was waiting in the main room from the look of it when a voice in the shadows talked to him. "So you came, my friend" the voice said with a Russian accent. "Yes I came. Now I want my information" Kevin said turning slightly to face the man. "Ok ok my friend. Did you come alone?" the man asked looking around. "Yes Vlad I did" Kevin said starting to ease up. "Good good. But I didn't" Vlad said as Kevin felt a pistol pointed at the back of his head. Kevin looked past Vlad seeing another person, this one with a sniper rifle pointed at him. "You called the government on me?" Kevin asked with a slight hint of laughter. "I'm sorry my friend but the government promised me more to turn you in" Vlad said keeping his eye on Kevin. I've got ten seconds to take these guys down before the audio feed catches on Kevin thought feeling for his pistol. Kevin then pulled out his pistol shooting the agent behind him taking the man's pistol to shoot the sniper. Vlad stood with an amazed expression on his face. "My friend, please don't kill me" Vlad said begging Kevin. "Too late of apologies" Kevin said shooting Vlad in the temple. "Mine now" Kevin said grabbing the sniper rifle from the fallen agent. Kevin then reached into his cell phone and dialed any rebellion member who would pick up. "I need an extraction the government will come soon" Kevin said heading outside and down a nearby alleyway.

((People, I wanted to tell you that Kittycat said that she was going to take a break from RPG. Her schedule is really difficult now, and she doesn't have a bunch of time to write a lengthy post for a RP))