Rory Montgomery is a lot of things to a lot of people:
Queen. Revolutionary. Real. Killer. Free. Survivor.
After crash landing on Earth with 99 other juvenile delinquents and reuniting with lost friends, Rory Montgomery learnt that Earth wasn't quit...
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"Heda, Skaiplana." Indra nods to them both as they descend the stairs and walk over to the tables in the middle of the room, reformed after the incident earlier. "Are Skaikru joining us? Or can we begin?" She asks, watching Rory push herself to sit on the table, her legs swinging beneath her.
"They'll be here shortly. Excuse them, Indra, their fearless Knight is leaving them." Lexa can't help herself, she has to get one last little dig at Bellamy in. "They're all a little emotional."
"Don't piss me off, Lexa." Rory mutters, glaring over at her. "After what you did to Raven, I'm very close to walking out of here and letting your people rot in that damn Mountain."
Before any of them can say anything else, the door swings open once more. The Skaikru attends begin to trickle into the room, all shooting Rory sympathetic looks knowing how against the 'hand-Bellamy-to-the-enemy' plan she was. Clarke leads the pack, Marcus and Abby hot on her heels. A few seconds later Raven appears, then Octavia slips through the door, Arcas and Atlas by her side. Rory's eyes flicker over the group, searching for the face of a certain someone in the crowd. She'd done the same back before she left Polis, the only difference now is she's searching for the face of a different boy, and, just like back then, her eyes land on Atlas and Arcas. She doesn't say anything but the flicker of hope and the longing and regret in her eyes tells them what she wants to know. She lets out a shaky breath when both men lift their heads up and down once, confirming the fact that both Bellamy and Lincoln have gone. She nods her own head, glancing down at the floor. She takes a minute to compose herself, pushing her worry for Bellamy and Lincoln's safety to the back of her mind and focusing in on the task at hand.
"Right, lets get started." She says, pushing herself up from the table. "I know Skaikru are aware but, Indra, to fill you in, Bellamy Blake and Lincoln kom Trikru have left. They're currently making their way through the woods and to the tunnels leading to Mount Weather where the plan is for Bellamy to infiltrate the Mountain."
Marcus clears his throat. "Our man on the inside." Rory looks over at him, nodding her head in agreement. "Aurora..."
The jolt of fear that erupts into her eyes at the concept of Marcus asking her how she's doing is clear for the two Azgedans to see. They step forward, casually moving over to Rory. "Skaiplana, what do you need us to do next? Where do you need us?" Atlas asks, stopping Marcus from having an impromptu and unwanted heart to heart with his daughter.
"I need to tell my people what's happening, that this alliance is in existence and the warriors surrounding their camp are no threat to them. You," she says, turning her attention to Lexa, "need to do the same. Your army needs to know that under no circumstances do they attack Skaikru." She folds her arms over her chest whilst Lexa stares back at her. "We need to unify our clans because, right now, the alliance means nothing unless our people actually believe in it. We need to actively merge our clans. You need to start doing your job and lead your people, instead of letting petty grievances and jealousy drive you and the decisions you make. I could let it slide before but, now we have actual communication from my people inside telling us they are in imminent danger, I can't anymore."
