[center][b][color=0072bc][h3]Anik[/h3][/color][/b][/center]

Anik approached the Mover Theater with a relaxed smile on his face as he walked past all the excited Mover goers lining up to get their tickets to see a Mover Classic. Nuktuk. Its still a classic even if it was propaganda at the time it came out. When Anik walked up to the Mover Ticket stand he had to stand on his toes to look the seller in the eyes without the stand blocking half his face. 

After getting his ticket Anik sat himself close to the front but not to close so that he would need to crane his neck to watch the mover. While Anik waited for the mover to start, Anik's thoughts went back to all the stories about the conflict between the Arties and Nats. Anik himself is squarely on the side of the Nats since he is one, but he wondered if his dear sister would ever side with the Arties, he would like to think not, but you never expect somethings until it happens.

Anik's morose thoughts were cut short when the Mover Started, so he instead of focusing on current events he decided to focus on the past of Mover.