To Be Or Not To Be?

"It is much easier to hide our appearance and scent if we hide in the city." Jacen said.

"True, she would be easier to lose there as well when she can't smell us." Balnazzar replied.
 
"I guess I can see your point. Besides, I look good in a suit." He smiled.
 
Zonrir followed suit, "You think there may be more of us out there?"
 
Zonrir shifted into his disguise form... "Then let's leave a good first impression!"
 
After about half an hour the three were at the very edge of the city's Industrial District, with Jacen and Balnazzar looking at each other.

"We risk the militia here, but it will be very hard for her to find us." Balnazzar said.

"Or we could circle to the Slums, but she would expect us there." Jacen replied. "Zonrir? Your thoughts?"
 
"Hmmm... You think there's a chance at us living in a nice a apartment? I just hope they allow pets, otherwise how are we gonna get Jacen in there?" He joked.
 
"I, I wouldn't want to live in an apartment." Jacen said, his voice trying to conceal seething fury.

"And no offense, I would require my own." Balnazzar said.

"Let's sneak to the slums, there we can hide Balnazz-" Jacen said before being cut off.

"Hold it freaks! I know that anyone with flaming eyes is a bad sign!" A mitilia soldier said, pointing a rifle at Balnazzar. He was dressed in white armor and seemingly unafraid.
 
"Stand down, human. If you fight us all by yourself... You're gonna have a bad time."
 
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