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"JACKSON SAID THE soldier had armor unlike anything he'd ever seen." Madi told her mother and mentor as they walked up the steps to Sanctum having come from the farmhouse. It was time for Madi to be social again while Clarke was gone for the time being to save their friends.
Falo hoped they were fine.
"Jackson hasn't seen a lot or armor. Clarke and Gaia have. They'll be home soon," Indra reminded. Falo looked at Madi. "If not, I'll send a team after them, okay?"
Madi scoffed, "Do you even have a team to send?" she asked.
Falo laughed. "What, did Jackson tell you that, Madi?" she raised her eyebrows. Madi was right, but she didn't need to know that. That would feed in on her ego.
"No, I heard you and Indra talking in the kitchen." Madi picked up her pace, stuffing her hands in her pockets.
"Well, Madi, that's none of your concern. You're not the commander." Falo sighed.
Madi rolled her eyes. "You're not either." she stated.
Falo sent Madi a glare. She hated that she was right about many of the things she was saying. But since Madi was her daughter she could definitely ground her for the sass.
A man walked up to them. "Sich don gon daun, heda," he turned to Indra. "Seya."
Falo put her hands on Madi. "Alright, time for school. Go on. Don't be late now."
With that, Madi walked away.
"Du don breik in ona mesa en jak fayagon-de op." the man explained the problem to them. Falo had a feeling she knew who would've broke into that armory for guns. Either the Faithful, the prisoners or the Children of Gabriel. Maybe even Wonkru.
Falo and Indra shared a look. Suddenly, Nelson yelled to them to talk to him, but they both ignored it. "Taim?" Indra questioned him.
"Lasnat. Houlas kombou-de. Er shuda oso don gada op."
"Bloka-de laksen?"
"Emo nou'n kamp raun ouder. Non'on sin in non nowe."
Falo furrowed her eyebrows. She glanced behind the man and saw Sheidheda, disguising as Russell, walking out into the open. She wondered, with him somehow always being free like this, how much longer it'd be until the word of him being Sheidheda now would be out. "Ona ai." Falo told the man and Indra.
