A man could be seen walking down a busy hallway, The Light that shined down from the ceiling,dimly reflected on his leather jacket as civilians brushed past him going about their busy day. He kept his hands in his pockets. If it wasn’t for the weak red glow coming from the lining of his hood the serious expression on his face would go unnoticed. He pushed on the decorated steel door open without much effort, which revealed the heavy downpour outside.
“Brixujel!” The man stopped in his tracks as the raindrops slid down his cloak. A young woman came running out of the door with her hood up as she tried to catch her breath.
“Where are you going, the trial isn’t even-” The girl stopped in mid-sentence when she was cut off.
“I could care less. All the evidence is working against me.” The anger in his voice could clearly be heard as he did his best not to make it obvious
“The only two that could even prove my innocence at this point,isn’t even in this Region anymore.”
“But you could easily get clearance,for some form of transport within two days to bring back more evidence!”
“That would have been the case if I wasn’t a suspect,At the least I’ll probably be restricted to the Mountain border.”
Brixujel continued to walk,disappearing into the busy civilians walking in every direction going about their day.Silence would have filled the air,if the rain wasn’t pouring down so hard. The woman was at a loss for words. She could have easily tried to reason with him again,but the trait that made him and his brothers such outstanding fighters was the same trait that would only block out her attempt if she tried.