The Gifteds of Forsvar

[Gifted]

Rick jumped. A member of the Guard. "Oh, uh... Me and Jared were just gofing offand we, uh.. lost track of time," He spluttered. The Guards were always creepy to him. Of course, they had to be, to keep the agents fearing this place. But still...
"Wait..." He turned questioningly to Jessamine. 0256?

[Sparrow]

“How am I threatening the city? With my fashion sense?” he asks confused.
He takes a step back, setting a plan into motion.
“I got to get back to the city, and I’ll have to fight her eventually...” he thinks.
“Man this is a stupid idea...” he thinks before saying,
“Why are you covering your face? I already know what you look like.” he states calmly.
He prepares himself for the 90% chance of her attacking him.

[Raven]

"Is that so?" 3952 asked Rick thoughtfully.
"Yes?" Jessamine inquired, glancing at Rick.

[Gifted]

"Really? I highly doubt that," She said, smirking, stepping foreward. "As I said before, the Watchers detected no new gifteds in the area. ou are a poor actor, agent,"

Rick nodded without paying attention to 3952
"What's with the number? Are you.... a Guard?" Guards were never out without their masks. Never. It was impossible for him to wrap his head around.

[Raven]

Jessamine winced. "I used to be," she admitted.
"Did she not tell you what to call her?" 3952 asked.

[Gifted]

"Of course she did, but... he turned back to Jessamine. "What do you mean used to be? Were you kicked out?"

[Sparrow]

“I’m not an Agent. Why would I say I know what you look like if I didn’t know?” he asks.
He looks to the side at the forest, thinking he saw something.
“I know you’re not wearing a mask, am I right?” he asks calmly, looking back to the person.

[Gifted]

"Hm. You are perceptive, Agent. No I'm not. But, you have not seen my face. That much, is obvious." Yazmin wondered if it was time to switch roles, but the powerful, assertive mask was the only one she was supposed to wear in the Guards cloak. The Guards did not want to be known as sometihng other...

[Raven]

Jessamine opened her mouth to reply, but 3952 cut her off, "You realize that being outside after curfew could get you killed? You and your friend need to be more careful in the future. You should get back inside the town. We can get you in this once, but you really must pay more attention."

[Gifted]

"We wern't intending to go this far away from the city. I was just collecting firewood..." Rick trailed off. "You can get us back into the city?" That didn't tally at all with the usual treatment the guards gave. Once the gates closed, they didn't open.
These Guards must be better than he thought.

[Sparrow]

“Agent, Agent, Agent. What’s with you and Agents?” he says shaking his head, looking to the ground.
Having a new plan, he looks back up to her.
“Okay fine, Truth time. I am an Agent Maxwell. I’m a high up Agent in the organization of whatever it’s called now.” he says raising his hands in front of himself.
“I came here to blow up that city, because I have nothing better to do with my time besides talking to you about Watchers, Guards, and fashion.” he says pointing to the city.
“Now I’d like to just blow the dang city up, so I can go home, and cash my paycheck.” he says in an annoyed tone.
“And no cloak wearing weirdo is going to get in my way.” he says taking a step forward.

[Raven]

"Not through the gates. And as I said, only once, and only because you're young," 3952 replied.
"Feeling generous, are we?" Jessamine muttered.

[Gifted]

"You will regret that decision, agent. The Guard are not ones to give second chances," Now she looked up and fixed him with a piercing glare. It was plain in her eyes Agent Maxwell wasn't going to survive the night.


"Thanks. Lemme go get Jared." Rick said, turning away and moving quickly through the trees "Yo Jare!" he called. "A random Guard dude came here to save our asses!"
"What?" Jared shouted back, skeptical.
"You heard me! Get over here, bro!"

[Raven]

Before Rick had half the chance to return, Jessamine melted into the trees. It was clear that the invitation wasn't for her, and she sensed it would be a bad idea to stick around. 3952 watched her go, then followed a ways behind Rick. Though the boys wouldn't guess, he had only offered that so they wouldn't get in the way. Now that 0256 had been compromised and lived, it would be crucial to make sure the agents couldn't use her to their advantage.

[Sparrow]

Maxwell glares back, though it’s difficult to tell with his sunglasses, then notices something.
“What the? he thinks confused.
“Yazmin? Is that you?” he asks confused.
He prepares himself for the impending attack knowing that if it’s her, and she’s in the guard it may or may not matter if he knew her at one point in time.