A silver wolf....

[Melissa Clark]

Melissa look to Brandon as he spoke and was just about to leave. Though, as Kuro spoke she snapped back to looking at him. She stood, as he did, and moved her arm around his shoulders. "Are you alright?" She asked quietly, giving him a small one armed hug. Though she'd only met him earlier on that day, she cared for him. That and it was what made a person human, to care for other people and to worry when they saw someone upset. "Do you need some water or something?" She spoke softly, before looking up at Bam. She wasn't going to force this kid to talk, or to do anything he didn't want to. But she was going to be there for him.

[Brandon Napier]

Bam still didn't look up, not wanting to be included in this at all, and kept his back pressed against the tunnel wall. He didn't want to get involved, and he didn't feel the need to speak, either. He looked up, for only a moment, then looked back at the floor and began to wonder what would happen if SMILE raided the HQ right now... They wouldn't, because they didn't know where it was, but still... It was something different to think about... And better to think about as opposed to thinking about Kuro and wondering what the hell had happened...

In other words: Bam preferred to think about things that would never happen, to lose himself in the impossible and the unbelievable, as opposed to thinking about what was already happening in life... It made life...

Interesting....

[Kuro Okami]

Hicupping slightly, Kuro looked up, the anger just beginning to fade from his eyes."Yeah, Im alright." His eyes hardend again."Soon a chance I get,though, SMILE wont be alright, not at all.." Shaking his head and clreaing away the anger and everything, Kuro grinned,sadnes still in his eyes."Anywaaay, there a arcade or anything in this place?"

[Melissa Clark]

Melissa laughed softly. "An arcade? I don't know, there's center, I guess. Rebels need to be social too. It's basically a big room for people to pass through and chill, is all I can say. We can take you up there." She smiled, rubbed Kuro's shoulder and looked to Brandon. "You wanna lead us out of here, mister I'm-not-going-to-get-involved?" Melissa placed her good hand on her hip, the tunnel was getting darker fast. How much time had they wasted down here? She didn't know. Time always seemed to move faster when things went on. Still, that could only be expected, right? She wasn't sure why.

[Brandon Napier]

Bam smirked a little at Melissa's name for him and nodded, mumbling a 'c'mon' loud enough for them to hear before turning and shoving his hands in his jean pockets. He pulled out a lighter and left the empty hand in his pocket while he lit the lighter and held it up so that they could follow the light, for once not fiddling with it out of boredom.

The temptation was there to fiddle with the lighter, but he didn't. He didn't want to annoy Melissa and he didn't much want to lose either of them... It didn't seem as though Melissa knew her way anywhere and Kuro wouldn't know where he was going, either...

[Kuro Okami]

Shrugging, Kuro grinned,back to himself."Alrighty, then, mighty Rebels! Lead on!" Following Bam, Kuro started singing softly a song he just mad up,'Stuck in a tunnel," Oh aye, stuck in a tunnel,stuck in a tunnel, starting to get dark, wish we had a light, Oh aye, stuck in a tunnel, stuck in a tunnel, it seems bleak, it dont seem bright. Oh aye,stuck in a tunnel, stuck in a tunnel, dont dispair, for bam will lead us out..of...this....tunneeeellllll!!!"

[Melissa Clark]

Melissa walked with Kuro, behind Bam. When he started singing, Melissa snorted, and with a short cough, attempted to cover it up. The blonde figured she could let him sing for as long as he liked. As long as he wasn't crying again. Not that she wasn't discouraging crying. Sometimes people needed to cry. She walked along behind Bam, her shoes clicking on the floor while they walked. Melissa hummed softly under her voice, somewhat along the same lines as Kuro was singing. Although, she didn't really manage to keep up. Tone deaf.

Eventually, they all made it out, and the lights of the Rebellion base was enough to give Melissa a bit of a headache. Coming from a dark area and into a light area was a good enough reason to hurt her head.

[Brandon Napier]

Bam now fiddled with the lighter and gave a slight giggle at Kuro's song and stretched when they got out of the tunnels, as though he'd just woken up.

"Where're we goin'?" Bam asked, sounding a little as though he'd just woken up and wondering if anyone would answer him... He also wondered if anyone understood a word he said, but didn't bother asking if they had or not. If they hadn't, they'd probably either ask what he'd said, or just go 'what?' like Bam normally did if he didn't understand something.

[Kuro Okami]

Kuro shrugs, grinning."Appearantly,we're headed to the Center. I wonder if I'll meet some other freindly Rebels there..."He suddenly did a cartwheel.,laughing."hahaha! ell, you guys coming!?" For some reason, Kuro was feeling better, maybe cause he'd finally grieved for his parents.

[Melissa Clark]

Melissa looked to Bam, then shoved him in the back. In a 'go play' manner. She couldn't really cartwheel or be all fancy in the first place. Let alone with her arm as it was. "Yay Kuro! Showing off for Bamela!" She cheered, waving her arm in a cheerleader fashion. She'd been a cheerleader in school. Wasn't very good at it, but she'd still done it. Much to the other cheerleader's dismay.

She was glad to see her new friend was feeling better though. After what he'd gone through, it was nice.

[Brandon Napier]

Bam stuck his middle finger up at Melissa when she shoved him and then stuck his tongue out before hearing her little cheer and laughing. He clapped as well and shook his head, grinning softly.

"Very nice, Sweets." He giggled then stretched. "Know where the center is, my dear friends?" He asked, looking from one, to the other, and back again with a questioning look on his face while his teeth bit at the skin on his bottom lip ever so softly, not actually pulling any of the skin off, but still making Bam feel as though they were doing something...

Stretching, Bam placed an arm around Melissa's shoulders and licked her cheek before cackling loudly and running for his life. "Sweets is gunna kill me! Save me!" He yelled, waving his arms around before he tripped and laughed, getting odd looks from random Rebellion members who were around.

[Kuro Okami]

Kuro snorted in laughter, shaking his head at Bams antics. "I think I'm gonna like this place...."

[Melissa Clark]

"You'll like it cause of us!" Melissa sang, chasing after Brandon, then grabbing his ankle when he fell. She began dragging him along, in the general direction of the center. "Sofas, drinks machines, pool tables! Stuff people like us need. We are human after all." She smiled at Kuro, then looked down at the body she was dragging to make sure there were no signs of his trousers coming off and his body getting left behind.

Though..That would have been hilarious, she thought.

Tugging a little harder, Melissa tried to see if his trousers would come off or not. Maybe he wore a belt, or maybe he'd wise up and hold onto his bottom-wear.

[Brandon Napier]

Bam didn't care that she was dragging him along, and no, he didn't wear a belt. Instead of stopping her, however, Bam went completely limp and grinned at Kuro from Bam's current place on the floor... And thinking of that brought another thought to Bam's mind, which he then voiced...

"Free ride?" He asked, giggling then adding very softly: "Not like that."

Yes, Bam's mind did think that kind of stuff... And yes, he did often say 'not like that' whether anyone else had thought of it or not. Bam just found it more fun when you made silly innuendoes then sat back and enjoyed the reactions... So much damned fun!

[Kuro Okami]

Stratching his head, confused, Kuro stared at Bam."Huh? What you mean not like that? And why would I want to sit on you when I can just walk?"

[Melissa Clark]

"Bamela wants you to ride her!" She sang, pulling Bam along by the leg, knowing full well that he was a boy. Not that she'd checked. But did you really need to check when things were so obvious? Though, looks can be deceiving. She glanced over her shoulder and the red haired boy, and let out a small laugh. Pulling him through the doors of the center, and moving over towards a sofa. Unlike the fidget-ass Brandon, Clark enjoyed spending time on sofas, chilling and being lazy. That was who she was.

[Brandon Napier]

"Oh yes." Bam rolled his eyes and shook his head before grinning at Kuro and wriggling. "Oi, Clarky-poos, explain t'him what I meant by 'not like that'?" He asked, giving Melissa perfect puppy dog eyes and cackling loud, remaining limp while Melissa did whatever she wanted to go.

Bam then wriggled, looked at Kuro, looked at Melissa and began snoring loudly, and obviously faking it. He giggled, choked, and giggled some more, because Bam just didn't learn his lesson after giggling one time. He always ended up doing things more than once, even if it was completely stupid and he knew better.

Stretching, Bam sighed. "Are we there yet?" He asked, ignoring the fact that they'd entered the center and also ignoring the fact that they'd probably reached a sofa or something by now... Bam didn't care. He didn't like sitting down, anywhere... He only liked running around, jumping on shit and setting everything alight...

[Kuro Okami]

Plopping down on a sofa, Kuro grinned."Sooo, wanna tell me your life stories?" He asked, leaning foward.

[Melissa Clark]

Melissa let Brandon's ankle go by the sofa Kuro had chosen. She sat near him, resting her elbow on the arm of the big seat, and just left Brandon to sit on the floor. Melissa looked to him, then to Kuro. "Life stories?" Melissa looked to Bam. "The most I've got to tell, is that my parents weren't on speaking terms the last time I saw them, believing it was my fault I left them to it. Remember the gawky looking kid in all of those news papers. 'Ferny come back', yours truly. I think that was..What, five years ago now. I think they've given up," She nodded her head, believing for the time being that she really didn't have much of a story. Just a series of events that had brought her to where she was today. As far as she was concerned, her story was still being written.

"How about you, Bam? I've never really asked your story."

[Brandon Napier]

Bam didn't bother to stand up and looked at the pair when Melissa began talking about her story. Bam snorted softly at Meliss'a description of the papers, then heard her question and Bam shrugged. He hated talking about himself and whatever may have happened in the past... Mainly because he found it all boring as shit.

"S'not all that good... Born in USA, dad left, came here six year ago, got split from Ma and Jack." Bam shrugged again. "Boring as fuck." He said, stretched his arms above him and yawned before jumping to his feet and wandering off to find something to do. He came back a moment later with a can of coke and a mint. He then opened the can, put the can under the pool table, threw the mint into the coke and ran.

The can almost exploded, light brown foam flew everywhere and Bam cackled where he was crouching down next to the sofa that the pair were before Bam lay back down and watched in silence as the foam broke down into coke and stained the floor.