[center][b][u]Sector Zero - Near the Entrance[/b][/u][/center]

Miles released a small sigh as the 'leader' of the refugees he had been traveling with continued his argument with the security protecting the entrance to the base of the Golden Mercs. Miles and the group had been standing outside for almost an hour, and the boredom was beginning to eat away at him. Tapping his foot, he finally couldn't take it anymore. Kneeling down he took the case off of his back and set it carefully on the ground. Lowering himself the rest of the way to the ground he removed his violin from the case. With the first draw of the bow all of the refugees gathered around him, happy to finally have some entertainment. 

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"I swear we're not lost, trust me, I practically lived there," Kisheto said as he peered through every nearby window and open doorway. It was a pretty empty road, as no one traveled through the particular set of alleyways that served as the only way to enter it - the actual road had been blocked by fallen buildings. Arianna sighed softly, looking around. To be honest, she didn't care if they were lost, or directly in front of their little secret entrance. She just wanted to be in a safe place where she could sit and ignore the world around her for a while. She moved a little ways down the street, her eyes searching around for this bank that held the elevator. Whispers of thoughts skimmed the edges of her range of hearing and she tensed lightly, worried that it was another military squad. "I hear people," she murmured to Kisheto, looking in the vague direction of the thoughts.

Kisheto raised a brow and walked over to where Arianna was standing. He took a few steps towards the direction of a barely-passable alley, and after a few more steps, he heard the sound of a violin gently echoing through the passages. "Wow... that's nice..." he said softly before walking towards the direction from where the sound came. Arianna furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what he meant. She moved forwards, following him through the tight alley. As soon as the violin's music reached her ears she relaxed a little, her eyes looking a little less tired than they were before. The music seemed to rid her of the drained feeling she had felt a moment ago, and she felt much calmer as well. As the music and thoughts grew louder, she could see a group of what looked like refugees, some men that didn't exactly look military, but acted it, and a man with a violin.

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"Look, our boy Hector's got strict policies on this sort of thing and you've made your case, but it isn't gonna make me change my mind. [i]Everyone gets screened.[/i] The fact that you feel so 'offended' by a simple screening makes me suspect you, and you should know we have plenty of hosts within our shelter. But they've all done what I ask you to do now, and that's get fucking screened." The mercenary was obviously annoyed, and one of his squadmates reached over and patted his shoulder while telling him to calm down. 

From a narrow space in one of the nearly-blocked alleys, Kisheto stepped out along with Arianna. "Ohhh, yeah, we just went a bit too far and then... alright, I see, I know where we are now," Kisheto said as he nodded and crossed his arms, looking around to collect his bearings. The violin continued to play and Kisheto smiled as he found its source, only to look on in curiosity at the sight of what appeared to be a debate between mercenary and citizen. 

"Why are you guys having a party out here?" Kisheto said as he walked up to the group. Arianna followed slowly, watching the Golden Mercenaries.

The mercenary turned to Kisheto and frowned, "Whatdya... wait... aren't you that kid?" he said with a strict undertone. Kisheto froze, looking as guilty as he believed himself to be. He knew that he had caused a huge drawback on the Golden Mercenaries' mission when he accompanied them. "Uh.... yeah, look, I'm sorry about the whole, you know..." he began before the mercenary began laughing. Arianna quietly listened to the conversation and the thoughts of those around her. Especially the thoughts of the violin player. She glanced over at Kisheto and the Mercs, wondering why they had begun laughing. She then smirked lightly as she heard how Kisheto tricked the Mercenary into letting him go through the thoughts of the men. It seemed just like Kisheto to do something like that. She then turned her attention back to the violin player, enjoying his soft music over the thoughts crowding her mind.

"Ay, Trevor, this is the kid that duped Johnny!" he said to the mercenary that had motioned for him to calm down. The two began laughing and the rest of the mercenaries joined in soon after. When it died down, the lead mercenary nodded to Kisheto, "You trying to get through, kid?" he said, to which Kisheto responded with a confused nod. 

"Right," the mercenary continued, "I'll ready the lift as soon as I take care of this bunch..." 
Kisheto nodded and then looked to the man who had been arguing with the mercenary. He then turned towards the source of the music. "You're trying to screen these guys?" Kisheto asked, noticing that the mercenary was just as enticed by the music as he was - they both just refused to show it. The mercenary shrugged, "Protocol's protocol lil' man."

Kisheto scoffed at his comment and then shook his head, "Yo, these people are trill as fuck. Just let 'em in already. I mean, is Locks still around? Imagine the magic he and that guy could make together," he said with a nod in the violin-player's direction. Arianna glanced back over at Kisheto and the Merc. "Is the Golden Mercenary base not a place to help those in need and plan to protect them?" She asked, curious why they wouldn't just let them in. The Golden Mercenaries were no doubt the best place for anyone to go if they needed shelter. The mercenary sighed and shook his head, "Look it's just for the sake of safety, I mean, if we let ANYONE in before screening them, like..." 

Kisheto chuckled, "If they tried anything, we'd just whoop their ass," he said with a grin, "Let's just get in and let Hector deal with 'em." The mercenary looked to Trevor who shrugged in response. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded. "Fine, but if he asks, I [i]insisted[/i] on screening," he said before motioning one of his squadmates to prepare the lift. 

Kisheto nodded and smiled, "Sweet, appreciate it." As the mercenary left to open the bank vault and prepare the lift, the rest of the squad formed up around the alley, readying themselves to continue their patrol. In the meantime, Kisheto looked to Arianna, "Yo, you're gonna love it down there. It's... it's just amazing," he said. Arianna smiled softly. "Are the beds nice?" She teased lightly before watching the violin player once more.

[i]Melody, remind me why is our group so adament about not letting anyone know what I am? It seems like a silly thing to do really. I mean the Golden Mercs already admitted that they have hosts here.[/i] Miles' thoughts drifted whimiscally around in his head, his hands continuing to play the kage enhanced music. Melody let out a chime like laughter before responding to her host. [b][i]Miles you have to understand their position. They have no idea how this band of mercenaries treats the hosts that they have in their group. If they were to let them know what you are you might end up in a holding cell with others like us.[/i][/b] Miles nodded slightly, an understanding smile pulling at the corner of his lips. The last few months he had been keeping the morale of the group, protecting them from the horrors of their new world. Now it would seem it had taken it upon themselves to protect him. Between speaking with Melody and playing his violin, Miles still hadn't realized the two newcomers, nor the fact that they apparently convinced the Mercs to let his group in. 

His already split focus was broken when a young boy tapped his shoulder. Pulling the bow away from the violin he turned his attention to the child, George. "What is it George, do you have a request? I know you have always been fond of my music." George shook his head a bit, instead pointing in the direction of the group who were busy preparing to enter the base and then to the young man and woman that had appeared. "Oh I see, well thank you George. Why don't you run along and help your mother, I will be right behind you guys." As the child ran off Miles took a moment to place his violin gently back in its case. Tossing the case onto his back he started towards the new individuals. 

"I am Miles Gershwin, may I ask who you two are?" Miles cocked his head to the side a bit, his lips spread in a grin. 

Kisheto had been waiting near the bank's entrance as the the vault doors were worked open. As Miles approached him and Arianna he chuckled; [i]Locks is gonna like this guy,[/i] he thought in his head before replying to his introduction. "I'm Kisheto, local hero," he said with a chuckle before extending his hand to Miles, "Nice to meet you, Miles."

Miles took Kisheto's hand and gave it a firm shake, his smile growing at the first introduction. "It is good to meet you, it isn't everyday that one is in the presence of a hero." 

Arianna couldn't help but chuckle a little at Kisheto's not-so-humble introduction. She held her hand out towards Mile's with a soft smile. "I'm Arianna. I love your violin music."

Releasing Kisheto's hand he quickly took Arianna's, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Arianna, and thank you. It is always fantastic when someone enjoys my playing."

Finally, the vault's doors opened, revealing the large elevator. "S'all good," said the mercenary. Kisheto looked over and smiled as he turned back to Miles, "Man, you guys are in for one helluva sight," he said before walking over towards the lift. Arianna followed, chuckling. "I'm sure it will be."

"Every sight is a treasure Kisheto. I have seen things that most people will never get a chance to, but even after all of the wonders I am ever amazed at the beauty in this world." Miles chuckled softly, before following after the two.