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[b]La Mansión de Cervántes[/b]
Syed straightened back up from similarly placing his shoes by the door, managing to avoid Moira flinging hers into the pile. His eyes were locked, transfixed on a portrait which hung in the entranceway. It depicted both Rose and Angel of course, along with a man in full a high-ranking military uniform. Ohhhhh crap.

"Is that your dad?" he asked aloud after a quick thank-you for allowing them to stay. He... he wasn't home, was he? The last thing he wanted was to be recognised - the resemblance between him and his own military family was very much there after all.

Amy soon pretty much passed out on one of the sofas in the living room. Syed pulled a bit of a face as he watched her pretty much sprawled, before his jaw set. Okay. Yeah. "We'll sleep in here too," he muttered to Moira. "I don't want to leave her on her own." While it was reasonable to assume that this place was safe, especially with it's military connection, they had been in far too many situations where... they weren't. In fancy manors like this one, when they had drunk too much like both Amy and Moira had... he really, [i]really[/i] didn't want a repeat of the Los Paraisos fiasco.

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Moira just yawned loudly, feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the continued grandeur Aliquam offered. She was too tired and too drunk to really care where she was sleeping right now. "Urgh, that guy was fuckin' full of himself," she grumbled in response to Trixie, her hands clenching into fists. She [i]hated[/i] being messed with. Why did all these people keep doing it?! "About time he got knocked down a peg or two."

She then thought for a moment, and you could almost see the cogs slowly moving in her head. "Ain't the most important thing gonna be what he's gonna rob?" she asked very slowly, the effort quite plain in her voice. "I mean, he said the most expensive thing, right?"

She sighed, putting her arms behind her head. "It'll have to be somethin' he could carry, and he didn't look that strong. Unless he's a fuckin' mage on top of everything. Maybe a painting or something, that shit is worth tonnes if you got the right connections. I knew a guy who could flog them for rediculous money."

Syed gave her a particularly stern look. How she remained a guilder for as long as she did before she joined the Pride, he'll never know.