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[b]Tobias’ Gala - [s]First[/s] Second floor[/b]
[i]"Wondergirl--ack! Aria, requesting backup please--SAVE ME!"[/i]

"So you run off without us and then get into a fight? Atta boy." Moira wooped as she entered the room somewhat clumsily. Of course, Trixie's speed and Moira's lack thereof meant they arrived a little later than the others. "I'm pissed you didn't wait!" She didn't make any move to help him, however.

"What's going on?" Syed asked with concern, his face uplit by the brilliant light he held. The other constantly moved in tiny, discreet movements above the lightsource. It was lightbulb taken from one of the wall lamps on the way up, the bottom wrapped in his tie to protect himself from the heat. Just as long as he was careful with the amount of electricity he fed into it, this should fair pretty well. Even if it was just a cheap knock-off of Amy's ability.

"These... these [i]imbiciles[/i] are accusing us of being common [i]vandals![/i]" the woman screeched, still smacking Lucien around with her bag. And by heck, did that bag hit hard. It looked heavy as hell, and the expressions of the others in the room which were visible were mostly cringes. "What would any of us be doing in the [i]basement?![/i]"

Syed cringed. He looked down to Trixie, with her hands still poised like guns, then to poor, battered Lucien. Ah. If his hands were free, he would be making calming gestures at her. But since he was just keeping up his cast he had to do without. "I'm sorry for the hassle," he said with a quick bow of his head. "We can be a bit too enthusiastic sometimes. Please... please just stop hitting my friend, yeah?" He then began to pace around Moira a little, trying to view as much of the room as he could with the poor lighting and his short leash.

However as he passed Trixie, he paused for a second to bend down and speak quietly into her ear. "These people might still be witnesses, you know?" He gave her a quick smile, before standing back up straight.

Moira decided to stand by the door. Partly to guard it and keep an eye out, and partly because the fire in the room made her feel far too hot. She sighed heavily, leaning against the small podium which sat beside the doorway. How the fuck they were supposed to find anything suspicious in a place like this, she didn't know.