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|| Stand By Me|| Florence and the Machine ||
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|| Stand By Me|| Florence and the Machine ||
They were not the only ones inside of the Capitol Building. Miiko made sure to conceal half of her face with her scarf so that she couldn't be recognized by any authoritative members that were lurking around these parts. If people saw Miiko and realized that she was the daughter of Jace Miya, well, lets just say things could get sticky. Not only would have the Republic taken two of the Miya's daughters, but if the Red Fleet caught her they could force Miiko to use her light bearing powers to further their own agenda, which Miiko had no interest in doing. The only agenda she wanted to pursue was that of the Rebellion her parents led. That would help Miiko succeed in her own plans of finding who had captured Stella and freeing her big sister from the tyranny that was the Republic. "I hear voices," Miiko whispered at the same time that Rose mentioned being careful.
They walked a bit further, happening upon a room that two shadowy figures stood inside of. Miiko would know those piercing red eyes anywhere, Sam was there. She gasped and took a step back, drawing Lise's attention to the two obscured by the darkness. Lindon was no longer in the building, hopefully that meant he had already escaped. "Y-yes! We-we're just civilians!" Miiko called, taking hold of Rose's hand. "We-we'll be leaving now!" Miiko tugged Rose away from there, wondering why Lise had allowed them to leave. Had Lise truly believed that Miiko and Rose were simply innocent travelers going to and fro from the city yesterday? Or did Lise believe she owed them for leading her and Pablo through Jaspar Miiko swallowed, coming to a sudden realization.
"Rose, they know the layout because of us," Miiko whispered while exiting the building. "It's all our fault! If I hadn't led them through Jaspar yesterday, they would have never known that this was the way to go!" Miiko would have liked to pin the blame on Rose, but she couldn't find any reason to. Miiko was the one who had accepted, Miiko was the one who taught them how to use the color coded stripes, Miiko was the one that had yelled at them not to talk to strangers. At least Sam had let them leave, he had played along, realizing who it was creeping along the darkened floor. When they reached the front doors the daylight stung her eyes and the smoke filled her lungs. Miiko tugged her scarf up higher, ensuring that it completely covered her nose.
Miiko had never been a believer in karma, but right now, she was very much thinking of delivering some right to soldiers faces. So much so, in fact, that Miiko accidentally summoned a pair of boxing gloves. "What are these? Can I have them? Rose, can I?" Distracted by the war at hand, Miiko picked up the pair of boxing gloves and held them out to Rose to inspect.