A/N: SORRY AGAIN FOR SLOW UPDATE! And caps, sorry about that, too, but please enjoy this chapter. Yeah, it's kind of short.

Disclaimer: I don't own RA. Neither does Sylvia... Or Vontade... Or anybody else in this story :/

Chapter 11

By the time the odd group of four had reached the cabin it was already very late. The cabin wasn't made to accommodate so many people.

"Oh, I didn't think this would happen," Vontade mumbled.

"You're too young to think," Halt answered.

"I can sleep on the floor..." Sylvia piped up.

"No, it's fine, no need to make room for me, I just need a roof over my head. I have got my cloak after all," the stranger answered.

"Which brings me back to this point, who are you? No regular person is chased by Wanderers or wears that type of cloak," Sylvia inquired.

"I'm not a regular person if you haven't noticed," the strange snorted. His personality seemed to have taken a complete 180 degree turn from what it was before and Sylvia rolled her eyes.

"Okay, be glad you're aloud to sleep here, we could decide to toss you out any point," Sylvia mentioned slyly, but with a slightly threatening undertone, "and take off your cloak already! We're going to find out who you are one way or another!"

"Fine," the strange said as he threw back his cowl.

"Galo?!" Vontade gasped, "What's going on?"

"Galo? Aren't you a Wanderer yourself? Why should they be after you?" Sylvia immediately started interrogating him as she smoothly slid a throwing knife out of her cloak.

Her cloak was a bit special to say the least. It doubled as a dress and had different areas in which she occasionally hid knives or other weapons; sometimes even rocks made their way into her pockets. It had been sewn by hand by Sylvia in order to do just this and now it had finally come in handy.

Galo didn't notice her draw the knife, but he did notice a slight movement on her part, and it didn't seem like just fidgeting. Galo smirked and asked "And what are you up to little girl?"

"Little girl!" Sylvia said indignantly, "and what do you mean 'what are you up to'? That's the question we should be asking you!"

"Sylvia, calm down," Halt

"Well, if you really need to hear the story, I'm willing to tell you. Mainly because I need somewhere to stay and I have nothing better to do," the last little bit of the sentence Galo uttered was a bit more condensing and sarcastic.

Sylvia just glared at Galo, "Fine, tell us the story."

"You may want to sit down, I'm not sure how long this will be," Galo answered.

"Oh... I can go make coffee?" Vontade offered.

"Sounds delightful," Sylvia smiled at him and Vontade quickly scurried off.

"Okay, then let's begin," Galo gracefully walked over to a chair and sat down.

A/N: Slight cliffhanger. Feel free to nag me if I take more than a month :P Also, reviews and PMs seriously motivate me to continue the story :) Not that I'm not motivated... but it becomes slightly faster when I feel supported :)