N a m e l e s s (Accepting. Semi-lit)

[jane lane]

(My charries are loners :c x3)

[Kattoria]

{When more people are on, it'll be different c: I don't want to get too far in and confuse people.}

[pappuppy]

}:*. Felicity "Sawyer" Dawson.*:{

I will follow the light. Even when the day is done. I'll bring everyone back to a world we can be proud of!

After Sawyer slipped thorugh the front doors of the little building, she spun on her heel. Her blue eyes grazed the room, seeing it lit up, and warm smiles on the workers faces. Everyone was chatting, or happily sitting on their own, all in all, every person wore a smile. it made Sawyer sick to her stomach, seeing every one of these people, putting on a mask, an act of a reality that was untrue. Untrue to them, their families, their friends.

Sawyer grumbled something under breath, a curse from a Norwegian language. She stuffed her hands into her coat pocket, and kept her head close to her chest, not wanting to meet one gaze from any of these brainwashed victims. Instead, she slunk into the resturaunt, and wandered to the table in the farthest corner of the room. That's all Sawyer needed, distance. Without it, she may as well be considered a ticking time bomb. Often, on her missions, she avoided people, and stuck to a good listening distance. So, she eyed up the men she had stalked into the resturaunt warily, and kept her face hidden within her bright red scarf.

The blonde felt her dry tongue scrape the top of her mouth. But ignored it when she noticed an older woman sitting in a booth all by herself. Sawyer paused in her motion of waving down the male waiter when she refocused her gaze on the old woman. Her face was frail, and gentle, her eyes a silkly brown, like little orbs of pure, sweet chocolate. Her hair was grey with age, and mostly covered by a tattered pink scarf. She felt her heart ache at the sight, when she saw a small child sitting in the booth opposite of her, and grinning, laughing, eager for a rarely filling meal.

Sawyer felt around in her pocket, and felt her fingertips brush against some of the little money she had managed to scrape up from measly jobs in the resistance, as their funds were running low. Her stomach growled fiercly, reminded her of the hunger that had bit at her for a day or so now, but nonetheless, Sawyer stood from her seat in the secluded corner. She crossed the resturaunt and to the booth with the old woman.

At first, the child stared up at Sawyer, her eyes as big as wide green lillipads on a clear blue lake. Her blue gaze narrowed when looking at the child, then the old woman. Then she oulled out the small number of bills that had been homed in her pocket and placed it in front of the woman. Then, Sawyer literally felt her ice blue eyes lift with some sort of relief, and sense of moral. she eyed the child as the old woman's gaze seemed to question her reasons. Eventually, Sawyer spoke, her voice hard, but gentle all the same,"The child looks starving. Trust me, she and you need it more than I do. Please, accept this, almost as, my thanks for your bravery."

With those words, Sawyer turned away, and slunk back to the corner and went back to her listening. she could feel the old woman staring at her in disbelief, and she felt that she couldn't stop the smile that formed over her pale lips. She had done something good, but even Sawyer knew it wasn't enough, but it was alright. She would help out where she could. Her ice blue gaze, distracted from their target, drifted over to a male worker, and immediately she hoped that she hadn't blown her cover, and wouldn't be noticed.

{{He can notice her if you want. Thanks for waiting for me!~}}

[Shinnybear]

(( No problem, Love! x3
Let's get this party started. :33 ))

[[ Tobias Camerons

Tobias finished with their orders, deciding to shoot for at least one more person. He flipped over the ivory page that had 2 large colas and the two specials of the day scribbled down. He found a clean page, slowly sliding in the pen he had used. He nodded as a thank you to both gentlemen, and took a quick look around. Other waiters were about, running around and asking for orders as well as bringing out steaming plates of food. They weaved in between each other, smiling, making happy faces, being warm as they could possibly be. He slightly smiled to himself, his eyes catching a little sight just a little bit away from him.
A girl had stood up, and had given something to a lady and a little child. He was pleasantly surprised with the happening, and shortly after she had resumed her position at an empty table, he calmly walked over to her.
"Hello, my lady." Tobias kept a small smile on his face as he said this. "You know, that was a very nice thing you just did for that lady. She's been coming here a lot lately with the child." He spoke, a warm yet serious tone coming to his voice. "I myself have been trying to make sure they both get something every time they come here. I respect you for such a thing." Tobi happily said this, a waiter nearby looking to his face and shaking his head. "Would you like anything dear? It's on the house."

[pappuppy]

}:*. Felicity "Sawyer" Dawson.*:{

I will follow the light. Even when the day is done. I'll bring everyone back to a world we can be proud of!

Sawyer knew that in order to stay in the small cafe, she would need to lie, and sneak around. She would need to act as though Richard were the all powerful, and great ruler of them all, which he was not. She locked her stony blue gaze down at the polished table before her, and ignored the waiter boy for some time, tuning into a conversation among a small group of men, who sat two tables away from her. Propping her elbows on the table top, and resting her chin int he pedistal created mby her two palms, the woman focused into every word, shutting everyone else out. The conversation was slowly quieting down, but she knew it was something to do with getting rid of the Resisitance.

That was, until a new voice broke the girl out of her trained concentration. With a startled gasp at the new voice, Sawyer's blue orbs snapped open and lifted to the male waiter's warily. Her eyelids shielded most of her piercing blues, and before she could snap at him for so rudely interrupting her eavesdropping, he was off on a conversation. Sawyer tiredly arched her eyebrows up at Tobias, and all she could tthink was,'This guy could probably talk and talk and not break a sweat. He's practically running this conversation over and beating it with a two by four.' Sawyer was luck that her red scarf hid her frown when he had noted her good deed. Uncaringly, sawyer turned her gaze away from the men at the table, and from the waiter who had confronted her. She sighed heavily and spoke sharply,"Yes well, with so many in poverty, I see no reason not to give money to whom I wish. That Richard should be more worried about his people, not his money obsession."

Sawyer wouldn't meet Tobias's eyes, not willingly. The way she spoke, it was as though she hated their overlord, and that was because she did. She only wore a mask when coming in, and it was beginning to crack. The subject was sour, and to avoid it, she often tip toed around glass, but this time she didn't think of avoiding it. She didn't think of greeting the boy with a mild mannered smile. That was because Sawyer truly did not care whatsoever about any of them. She wouldn't care about anyone until they were freed from the brain wash that Richard put them under. She eyed Tobias's wrist, and saw his tattoo. Her stomach flipped and her nose crinkled up as though she had smelt something foul.

When Tobias offered the drink, or anything free, Sawyer just looked up at him, her gaze one that was half-lidded and cold. It was a relentless cruelty that she constantly needed to refuel herself with. A hatred that was so natural to her now that it made ehr a monster to any other normal person. Her eyes, they simply seemed like those that have seen too much death and suffering to those whom were close to her. "You should not be so soft hearted," She whispered, her blue gaze meeting his now, showing her pain, her sorrow deep down,"I'm just a simply stranger to you. So there is no need for something such as that. Not only that, I refuse any charity, and pay for my own meals. But I suppose a thank you is in order..." This, these things were what made Sawyer's stomach twist and clench. Made her frustrated. He was treating her like some kind of small town hero, when she wasn't. Sawyer knew what she was, she was a liar, and a spy. He spoke to her so kindly, and it made her sick, to think that anyone could see something as such in her.

[Shinnybear]

[[ Tobias Camerons

Tobias was being rather patient, being his usual self with this girl. Her voice gave him the feeling of being lost in a cold, dark room. It wasn't what he'd like to listen to on a daily basis, but even if it did get on his nerves a bit, he was at work. Keeping it calm and professional was what he had to do, but he knew chatting away wasn't really professional. He mentally shrugged off the professional part.
Her words about Richard slightly disturbed him. He gave them this life to live, after all...but, there was some truth in there. Maybe he could be a bit more worried about them. The sight of everyone often saddened him, so he usually just returned the next day, casually handing them something. He was a nice guy by heart, which often left him with little on certain days. He was fine with it, though. His time was long in the future, so devoting himself to such a thing was easy. After all, who didn't deserve food, and even a happy smile? Everyone deserved it.
Tobias listened on, even though some things about her bothered him. He was slightly surprised at her meeting his eyes, his mouth opening slightly. He stood there like that for a short amount of time, but it was quite noticeable. Clearing his throat, he opened his mouth to speak. "You may be a stranger, sure, but life is really too short. Besides, a lot of the people here value their money over anything else, but I'm sure you know that quite well." He no longer had a smile on his face. It had been replaced by a normal face, a straight line for a mouth. His eyes darted away towards the edge of another table, his mouth staying still as stone while he thought. "I wouldn't think of it as charity..." He finally uttered, his eyes coming back to look at Sawyer. He didn't look her in the eyes, no, but more just at her face in general. "I would think of it more as a friendly gesture, maybe even a prize." Tobias' voice had gone significantly quiet in his last words, and after he had finished, he eyed a napkin holder on the table.

[pappuppy]

}:*. Felicity "Sawyer" Dawson.*:{

I will follow the light. Even when the day is done. I'll bring everyone back to a world we can be proud of!

Sawyer saw Tobias freeze up as soon as she met his eyes, it was obvious that she wasn't something he had expected. What she had said was unexpected, everything about her was shrouded in the mist of the unknown. This boy didn't know her life, didn't know who she really was. Maybe, just maybe, he simply considered her a kind of hero, only because he caught this single act of kindness. All Sawyer knew that she was doing was treatiing someone how she would care to be treated, if in their situation. Sawyer wanted to flip this power hungry dictatorship around, and make it equal for everyone, but she knew that it would be impossible for her to even live to see that day.

When Tobias decided to act upon Sawyer's words, the girl let her mind wander. Being lectured was something she listened to, too often back in her small home. Having things explained to her made her feel as though she were being belittled. Not to mention that this kid just all around began to bug her. He was trying to be a perfect person, a charitable giver. Very coldly, Sawyer angled her ice blue gaze onto his face and locked onto it like a target during battle practice.

"Well, thanks for the offer, but I decline. It's not something you need to concern yourself with. It's never been anyone elses issue but my own." Sawyer spat, and swiftly looked away, the way she sat, more rigid, more, feral. She sat a little mor ehunched over, like she was part human, part rabid animal. Her icy gaze, when directed back to Tobias seemed to rip through him like two dangerosly sharp shards of ice.

Only one hand rested on the table now, and Sawyer showed her frustration through her fingers movements. In an even sequence, each finger tapped on the table, making a noise like horses hooves on pavement, only on the tabletop. With a heavy sigh, the girl lifted eyes back to Tobias in a small glare. "None the less, to be kind to a stranger is not the smartest thing. Not always," Immediately, she remembered harsh, sharp images of her memory ripping through her subcouncious mind. Just as Sawyer started to stand, an image of her brother ripped across her eyes and she grunted, assuming that the pain was simply a hunger pang.

Sawyer, gasping out, eased herself back into the chair. She had caught herself, and managed to evenly deal with her temper, which often brought on terribly past events. She sighed, and put her hand on her forehead, and assumred that this guy wouldn't leave without giving her something. Sawyer just looked away, and felt like she had to give in, and do something to make this all better. So she sighed, then grumbled,"C-Could I get a glass of water by chance?" Feeling her icy shield reforming around her beating heart, secluding it from the world.

[jane lane]

{When more people are on, it'll be different c: I don't want to get too far in and confuse people.}

[M'kay :3]

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{can I have a quick recap? (:

[Kattoria]

{Not much has happened. Um, Jay (my character) is being all secretive and talking to a rebel in the ally, and Kaya (my other character) is in a restaurant working c: The others-- ^-^ I don't know...}