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         "Geneticist," Marshall quickly explained, while Randa was contemplating what he had said, "is someone who either studies or manipulates DNA. My father worked with the team that... Well." He gave Tanta a slightly sheepish grin, before returning his attention to Randa. The wolf was obviously agitated about something, but that was only to be expected. Ten years behind that damned wall would make anyone agitated. Hell, Marshall had lived on the other side, and he was agitated.

He couldn't believe it, he decided, when he listened to the request for help. Of course he planned on helping! Why else would he have crossed the wall? Marshall didn't even think to hesitate when the hand was offered, taking it in a firm shake that belied his small size. He might have been scrawny, but he was by no means weak. "Of course I'll help, you silly man. Why else do you think Akma brought me here?"

He looked to Zonia. She was right that he really didn't have anywhere to stay, but he hadn't been concerned about that. Normally, he was quite good at staying out of sight, though he had to admit, finding a place to stay without help probably wouldn't be a great idea. "If you have any ideas, miss, I'm all ears. And I can pay rent. Brought plenty of cash with me, in case."

         It was just getting dark and the curfew would be enforced soon. Luckily, Vale had two aces up his sleeve as he made his way to his apartment; he always carried his papers with him and tonight he was being escorted home by Officer Ravenlight.

"It's getting close now. This place is a powder keg waiting to go off. We were designed for battle and this ...uprising, this revolt, it's not going to end well. I hear the whispers, I see their faces and the docile obedient pets they put in here are not going to be the beasts that bust out." Vale spoke keeping his eyes forward and his voice at a level whisper so that any casual observer wouldn't hear or realize they were talking to each other.

"Yeah, I know. I'll be right by your side when it happens too. At this point the only thing that will wake them up to their own ignorance is going to be a revolution. I'm counting on you to get the stuff I'm smuggling in to the people who can use it the most."He said, not breaking his stern emotionless expression under his helmet and visor.

"I run a pawn shop, I see some of the most desperate and mentally broken people around. Those are the ones with nothing left to lose and the perfect ones for the revolt."

The two soon arrived at Vale's apartment. After ensuring that Vale made it inside, Haze left to continue his rounds. Vale was unable to just go right to sleep being as worked up as he was, so he made himself a sandwich and turned on his tiny little tv. Normally Dims weren't allowed such luxuries as a TV, but as a pawn shop owner, he had access to things that other Dims didn't. He fiddled with the antenna until he got a signal through the static. It was the local news of the city on the other side of the wall. He watched intently until they began to repeat the stories and he was thrilled that there was no mention of rising tension in the slums.

"Good, they still have no idea what's coming."