Ace looked over to greet Midgard, but stopped and looked up, hearing... a very fain drop of something to the second floor directly above them, where the sound of glass breaking had come from. His eyes widened and, with his hand still holding Asgard's, he swung her around and threw her at Midgard, which would have tossed them both back into the corridor beside the meeting room, just as the grenade above exploded. As it did, the grand chandelier hanging far above, which had precariously swung on its chain, now snapped and began its descent towards the Platinum Knight as well as decorative pieces of the meeting room's ceiling.

"Lavada i'Karus."

Upon his call, the mechanical angel manifested and wrapped around his body before it became engulfed in the debris of the grand ceiling as the rest of it crumbled atop his armored shell.

Alex stood there quietly, calmly, and yet as intimidatingly as possible before the motel manager, managing to not roll his eyes at the flattery he got, before getting a solid answer. Really, it was something he could do without. Respect was nice, and fear was good too, since both helped get the job done and made sure the law was served, but flattery? That was just a waste of his time.

"The Ultimatum thanks you for your help," he said, brushing past the man who sputtered out a 'Happy hunting?', moving instead to the center of the lobby. He should contact the Security personnel on the scene to confirm he had a lead, but he wanted to make sure first that Carton was here. So, in pursuit of his goal, he pulled out a case from his combo of robes and battle armor, much like a carrying case for pencils, yet so much more. It was part of the standard Justicar investigation kit, for hunting fugitives, and though somewhat expensive, it infinitely paid back for itself in terms of usage.

He opened it to reveal dozens of tiny robots, each no bigger than a bee, with optical camera and sensors to investigate and locate targets, then track them once they had been found. The development of technology had allowed for the creation of autonomous drones that were incredibly small, with some rumored to be no bigger than dust granules. Sadly, the Justicars couldn't exactly afford equipment like that, but this was satisfactory in any case.

He flipped open the relevant program on his holopad, the case bursting into motion as the robots activated and rose, wings flapping like actual flies. He input the target information, that of Cole carton. They would find him, and follow him. "Go," he said aloud, and the drones flew away, into the air vents and down the halls, sweeping each room in turn before moving onto the next. As it were, their size would make them very much unnoticeable except for the very observant, and if he started to lose drones then Alex would have a very good indication that something was up anyway.

He stood waiting patiently in the lobby, watching the various camera feeds from his holopad. Time to see if he could find his man.

'What happens to lost puzzle pieces?'

'What kind of question is that Silvia? Buzz off will ya, I'm trying to actually do something productive like study for tomorrow's exams. Something you should probably be doing as well you know?'

'I'm serious Cole. Think about it, without all of the pieces, a puzzle can never be complete. So what happens to puzzles without all of it's pieces, or a lost piece of a puzzle? Do they just spend the rest of their life searching for their other half but unable to? Do they even realize that they are missing an integral part of them, something that they will never truly be whole without?'

'You do realize puzzle pieces are inanimate pieces of carved cardboard right?'

'Sorry for bugging you Cole...'

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Cole had seen the Justicar carve his ways through the streets with all of the grace of a raging ox in a china shop so when he arrived in the lobby, Cole had already made the necessary preparations for his next move. It had only taken twenty seconds for Cole to fill the merchant cart with enough gas to make a sizable explosion. It took three minutes for him to pump an entire construction complex with enough gas to set it alight like fresh kindling. By the time Cole stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to go to the lobby, his Tome had been actively running for seven minutes.

While the Justicar was certainly much better armed than Cole, Cole had something that he did not. He now had an entire building's worth of hostages. So Cole approached the Justicar with all of the confidence that of a lion tamer in the ring.

"It's nice to know that Asgard's finest are as unduly predictable as always." Cole yawned as he strode into the lobby. He saw the array of gadgets laid before Alex and recognized them from his time spent in school. "Anyways, this can go down in one of two ways. You can either get me inside of the Capital as my hostage or...."

Cole drew his Tome hidden in his left pocket. "You can be extremely stupid and try to kill me while I proceed to nuke everyone inside of this building, me and you included. Personally I don't care either way. But don't think you can pull any fast ones in less time than it takes me to press one button."

Reddo Stood at the bottom of the citadel looking up at the moon. She didn't follow her "friends" into building to listen in on the meeting. She just stood waiting, her hair shining in the light. She looked at her hands thinking of all the things that have happened during her life time. She thinks of the things that caused her to rise up and fight the so called government.

Reddo remembered her best friend's face laying on the wet stone ground, rain was pouring that day and her hair was in a pony tail. His blood was everywhere and tears streamed down her cheeks. She fiddled with the heart shaped locket that was strapped around her neck and a single tear rolled down her face, shimmered in the moon light and then forgotten about once it splashed against the paved road.

She wiped her eyes and looked at her phone, which was of course was dead. Reddo didn't know the time or what her friends was doing. Which was okay she thought, nobody cared about her so why should she care about them. The red light on her belt began to pulsate bright red color. Which she knew meant to abort the mission. She wondered what had gone on in the citadel to cause the lifeless piece of glass on her belt to a beacon that showed everybody where she was and maybe even who she was. she didn't want that. She undid her belt and pulled the red light off of it. She stuffed it in her bra with the red facing her skin hopping to counsel it. which worked surprisingly well.

She waited and waited for somebody to come out but didn't see anybody. But, finally all she heard was some screaming. She looked up and saw a body of somebody falling. She only had enough time to step out of the way before the body hit the ground with a loud thud or so she thought it was going to do. Then in a split second the person was gone. She shrugged and turned walking away with no care in the world other than charging her phone.

Alex was unprepared to find himself facing down Cole Carton himself as his drones rose to the air, ready to search for the man who now emerged from the elevator. Alex frowned, straightening up and slowly closing the drone carrying case as the man stepped in, even having the gall to yawn, as if this situation wasn't serious. He had a self assured confidence that grated on the Justicar. Just who did Carton think he was, that any encounter with a Justicar of the Ultimatum could end any way besides badly for him? Alex's opinion of the man dropped accordingly, and he was so looking forward to arresting him, a man who could seemingly blow up innocent people without even caring.

The demand sent a chill through him while also reinforcing the point, and his mind worked rapidly. If the building exploded, his armor might be able to tank the blast, but without knowing how big the bomb was he couldn't determine that accurately. Then he saw the Tome pulled out and groaned internally. Damn it. Well, now he knew how he could work so fast. This wasn't any conventional bomb or explosive. His mind screamed to refuse, to say to do his worst, that the Ultimatum would never negotiate with rebels and terrorists, but the more rational side of his mind intervened. First and foremost, his job was to serve and protect the people, so if that meant letting himself be temporarily used as a hostage to save innocent lives, then so be it.

"Very well, Cole Carton," Alex said as he moved slowly, doing nothing to make the man hit the button. "If you want to get into the Capital so bad, then I will take you there." He left unsaid the fact that Carton probably wouldn't make it out of the Capital, at least not as he was now, and he slowly put away the drone case before raising his hands and turning around. "So terrorist, shall we be going?"

If he was dazed at all by Kellerin's harsh tone towards him, then the Jester was a master of concealing it. "There's no need to be so hostile towards me. Why not take comfort in the idea that we are common comrades? We both want the same thing...right?" The masked man brought his face just a little bit too close to his subordinate's. "Besides, you hide your inner persona behind those glasses just as I conceal my face behind a shield. How are we so different Nifihiem?" Before she could reply back, the white haired man gave a half shrug.

"Of course, there are more pressing matters at hand, yes? Fret not young one. The Superior is waiting patiently in her throne room. She bides her time confidently, knowing that we will soon purge the Citadel and the World of these pests. Isn't it uplifting to know we have so much power before our usage?" Jester turned his face forward as the two entered into the final hallway leading up to the room of gathering. It wouldn't be long before they'd reunite with the other Knights of Ragnorak.

Inside the gathering chamber, Asgard looked around and saw the shimmering form of Midgard, the Golden Knight. Relaxed to see a familiar face, she opened mouth to greet him, only to feel her wrist being lifted and feel her body flying towards him. "Midgard, watch out!" She braced her arms forward as the two collided, the sound of explosions behind her propelling them forward.

Rolling off of him, Asgard reached out and hoisted Midgard up, glancing backwards to see that Yggdrasil's Tome was fully activated, shielding him from any immediate harm done. "Are you alright? Damn these heretics! They...who recklessly cause chaos all over the city!"

"Yes, it would appear that the wheels of fate are turning once more."

Asgard looked up to see two more friendly faces. "Nifilhiem, Jester. It's good to see the Knights gathered once more." The Crimson Knight glanced up at the now shattered ceiling. "Well, most of us. We need to pursue them." She looked over at her fellow protectors. "Midgard, Nifilhiem. Hunt down these radicals and punish them. It would probably be best if Yggdrasil and I stay here to guard The Superior."

As the last of the debris fell and Asgard spoke with the others, Yggdrasil's mechanical angel moved to his side once more. He nodded, feeling Asgard was right. The superior was the number one priority. They needed to be with her right now, and he felt a tug at his heart as he recalled his oath swearing to protect his fellow knights. His internal conflict showed upon his mechanical angel, who vocalized in tone that was both the sound of a ticking clock and a girls melody. Her hazy eyes looked at Yggdrasil as he considered his options.

"Very well. My tome shall follow you for added protection if necessary. If something happens and we need to immediately relocate The Superior that information will be immediately relayed to me." It wasn't often Ace spoke so frankly, but then again it wasn't often the Citadel was attacked by terrorists. Beside him, the mechanical angel was very obviously displeased, turning to the platinum knight and vocalizing in a very annoyed, breathy tone. "I know," Ace sighed. When he spoke again it was not without reassurance. "I'll be okay. We must focus on protecting others."

In truth, the tome was no separate entity. She was just like any other tome, reflecting the inner desires and thoughts of her owner. The only difference was that she had a 'humanoid' form and could physically express Ace's inner turmoil. It was something that seldom worked to his advantage, especially if he were truly scared in a battle. Even now, her annoyance reflected the truths of his heart. It was exactly like he was talking to himself. No man wished to part with their unique tome, but he had decided. Alone, he and Asgard could handle armies. And while he didn't doubt the strength of the Jester, Midgard and Nifilheim, they were his subordinates. In this way he could be in both places at once and defending those who mattered most at the same time.

"Go," He said after touching his tome's arm. With a scowl, the silent being hovered beside the Jester. Taking his sword from his hip, he turned to Asgard. "Let's go."

Angelo shot out of the roof and landed outside and he quickly hid his tome again. Again he felt the sting of his dagger tail whip going back into its book ripping up his arm in the process as he started taking huge heaps of air to avoid suffocation thankfully his other men left well enough alone and just ran back to the hideout at their own discretion as Angelo jumped down from the citadel roof diving downwards like a bullet to get out of their quickly wondering if they would take the bait and try to follow Angelo so that his plan b could be put into place. to have redo walk in while the knights were occupied catching the leader of the librarian fraction and have her listen to the meeting instead. This plan B was the only other plan Angelo had thought ahead with if it fails he would need to think on the spot with whatever happens next, Angelo knew that most of the knights were to proud to let the leader get away but the jester was the one Angelo was worried about since a jester was never one to be predictable to the situation if redo was still around she was supposed to wait to see knights coming out of the citadel to start her plan b. once Angelo got close enough to the roof of the lower part of the citadel Angelo called on his tome again scratching its spine to let it cover his arm painfully as he threw the whip at the side of the building and used it like a swing as he propelled himself to a different building entirely watching the citadel and waiting for the knights to follow him.

No, not this dream.

Not this one again.

Not this one.

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Cole's expression quickly lost its focus then regained it as fast as it left.

What am I doing again...?

Oh yeah, the hostages.

"One last detail."

Cole walked close to Alex and then raised his Tome to his waist level. The Tome had been misting without stop and the oceanic scent must have been smothering.

"You smell."

Cole then quickly sprayed down Alex with his Tome until his entire frontside, including his face, was coated with the vapor. A quick two second spray wasn't likely at all to kill the Justicar but it would leave a rather nasty burn along with severe scarring. Enough to make someone think twice about double crossing him. There was one small detail that Cole failed to mention to Alex however. Whether he came with Cole or not was a minor detail if he was concerned about the fate of the motel. Cole grabbed the detective's case and opened the door to the streets. "After you of course. You are going to be my escort after all, you might as well start acting like it."

And with that jolly prerequisite, he waited for the detective to take him to the doors of his beloved Capital.

Reddo had been in her room charging her phone for about an hour now. She surfed the web and fiddled with some things in her room but she had this forgetful feeling in her head. Of course she pushed this feeling away and kept doing what she was doing. After about an hour she remembered why she was waiting outside the citadel. She was plan B. If that lifeless glass plate were to begin flashing red she was to go in there and spy on the meeting. "Always save the best for last I suppose." Reddo joyfully said with a cocky smile thinking it was true.

She flipped her light brown hair in front of her eyes more. Just the way she liked it. She unplugged her phone And casually walked out of the room and onto the streets. She walked slowly with her boots clamping against the ground. The wind was fluttering along and only came every now and then but with out fail messed up her hair. Which of course made her angry and a couple of times she contemplated to turn around but thought to her self. I'm the best and they know it. And, if they don't I'll make sure they do

Reddo arrived at the citadel just in time to see some knights rush out of the big wooden doors into the dark allies between the buildings. The knights didn't look like the one normally there. They looked like decoys or distractions She gave a short sigh and disappointed shrug of her shoulders. She slipped her small frame in between the doors and down a hall. Noticing a vent with some old dusty wooden crates leading to it she began to carefully climb up them to the fairly large square vent. She pushed open the grate. She had a lot of room within the tunnel. Enough to sit down Indian style.

After a while she found her way to the meeting room. the tunnels of the vent were like a maze. thought of getting lost in there made her happy and scared at the same time. She didn't know why. Approaching the light that was seeping through the narrow pieces of medal she felt an uneasy feeling. Like something had went very wrong and not knowing what made her feel like an unimportant character to a story. She hated it. She loved being the center of attention.

Reddo peered through the vent and saw the Jester with some men. Not many she thought. The Jester spoke of different ways to kill or injure and cut out teeth. It was gruesome even for Reddo. She was normally was use to this stuff because of some of the things she had to do in her life time. Finally she realized who they were talking about. Angelo. It worried her a little to thing that they captured the leader of the librarian. With out the librarian she had nobody to help her against the government. she wasn't even fool enough to fight alone against these people. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt anger rage through her body. She thought about going in there. Ready to slit somebody's throat. But decided against it. She went to a spot where she knew the people in the room couldn't see her use her phone. She Sent a message to Angelo asking if he was okay. She waited for a response with sweat rolling off her brow.

Midgard's helm flew back to his face, snapping his head back a bit, but he braced accordingly when he heard Asgard shout a warning...before being slammed to the ground by her. He chuckled as he rose "Thanks, for the save and the help up." He looked up "Now what the hell was that? A grenade or a magical blast...or both in this case?" He wondered, his blade flying back to his outstretched hand, the serrated and powerful blade smacking back into his palm. "i shall punish these heretics for the gall they have at attacking the citadel." He says and bows to Asgard and Yggdrasil,

he then nods to Nifilheim "Good to see you again." He says and draws on his tome's power, launching himself high into the air, grabbing a hold of the wall with a clawed gauntlet and launching himself the rest of the way up onto the high ceiling of the Citadel. He was always brash when it came to protecting the Superior and his fellow Knights. Though he was glad to be out of sight before Jester turned his wily, silver tongue on Midgard, he sighed, he didn't trust him one bit. He ran to the edge of the building and looked down to see Angelo running along the streets, he smiles to himself and walks off the building, diving now to the ground, he lands kneeling and sprints after the Librarian. Everyone in the city knew that golden sheen and steered clear of the Golden Knight as he gave chase. "You've nowhere to run coward." He yells after Angelo, he couldn't use either of his projectile attacks due to the large amount of innocents around them. He cursed continuing the chase.

Angelo waited and he received a text from redo asking if he was okay and he felt touched for a moment as he sent back a message saying to stick to the plan and that Angelo would be fine as long as their was information to go on. Despite Angelo valuing the girl he needed information more, she needed him and he needed her a mutual benefit for the time being once he sent the text saying for her to go with the plan he looked down to see the golden knight trying to chase him and Angelo called back "where is the rest of the idiot squad?! you think your better then any of your comrades if you cant even deal with me on your own?!" Angelo called out wanting him to stay on him but also wanting him to yell to his allies saying Angelo was all his but would come out anyways just to show him up. if their was one thing you could count on it was their pride and arrogance as Angelo started to run through the alleyways not wanting to use his tome more then he needed to as he let the knight give chase to him

Reddo after what seemed like an eternity of waiting received a message for Angelo informing that he was okay. She sighed with relief knowing there was still somebody to help her fight the so called government. She continued to listen to the rambling caused by the joker. He wasn't really talking about anything important. Only about the creator and such.

After about an hour of listening Reddo heard nothing useful. she Found her way back to the exit, slipped back through the door and made her way back to the hideout hoping Angelo was so she could inform him on what was happening. But as soon as she entered the room faces lit up hoping it was Angelo but as soon as all the faces realized it wasn't they gave a short sigh and looked down, returning to what ever they were doing.

Reddo waited and waited, for about 2 hours and still nothing. She shot a text at the man Hey, I made it back okay. But, i know you weren't wondering about that because you knew I could handle myself. After all I'm the best. But I got nothing. Plan B was a bust and the oly thing the Jester talked about while I was in that crummy vent was "the creator". Get back soon. Reddo sat in a corner drink a drink she had randomly picked up off a table. this was now a waiting game.

Alex watched Carton carefully, still working to not take any sudden action that would result in that trigger being pressed and them all going boom. He sputtered a bit as the mist hit his face, but otherwise he was fine Given that it came from the tome the terrorist held though, it was fairly obvious what the nature of the explosive was, and now his front half was covered in it. Well, if that went off it was going to hurt like hell. So, better make sure it didn't go off.

He nodded silently and walked out the door, leading the way confidently, not too fast, at a pace designed to keep Carton somewhat at ease with how they were moving. After all, move too slow and he'd think he was stalling. Move too fast, and he'd think that he was trying to give him the slip. And that wouldn't do. Of course, he knew that once they were both out of sight, evacuations would begin. There were enough people there who had heard and seen the threats to know about the bomb, and hopefully the building would be clear soon. The other concern was the security personnel tracking them, but he was able to wave them off, given that they wouldn't want to risk injuring him, at least if he looked like he had the situation under control.

They neared the Capital, Alex silent the while, with Carton near him, acting as if he were just going for a morning stroll. At least, until he saw Security buzzing about the Capital like a hornet's nest. Now that wasn't good, and it showed, as he wondered what was going on.

Cole managed to fight off his impulsive flashbacks to stay focused at the task at hand. They were moving at a good pace, but perhaps it was too good. Cole doubted that the Justicar was the type to give up this easy by the boisterous way he was charging through the streets earlier in the day. Perhaps it was easier to bully civilians than it was to bully someone who had their finger on a trigger. Sounds of activity and conflict resonated throughout the capital and Cole took no small amount of pleasure from Alex's shocked face.

"Well cupcake, looks like it's just me and yo-" Cole smirked before he realized that he wasn't looking at Alex's face. He was staring into Silvia's eyes.

Just my mind going crazy, just my mind going crazy...

Yet those words gave him no comfort in the face of someone who died four years ago. He felt the blood drain from his face in terror as if it too was trying to run away from the apparition of his sister. Her eyes were emotionless and he felt as if he was staring into the abyss. Cole hardened both his expression and resolve and continued his sentence though it was blatantly obvious that something had troubled him a second ago. "Just you and me. Nobody is going to come save you."

As he strolled up to the exterior wall of the capital, Cole realized that something massive must have happened as the sounds of conflict only seemed to grow. Perhaps the Librarian? Irregardless, Cole decided that Alex had served his purpose rather nicely and now it was time for him to either let him go or dispose of him.

"There are two ways out of this Justicar. I'll give you sixty seconds to get lost and find whoever upset your dear Superior, though if I even suspect that you are tailing me I won't hesitate again to blow off your pretty little face. Or I can just blow your face off right now and continue on my merry way irregardless. Your sixty seconds start now."

Cole then hit a button on his watch to further demonstrate his point.

"I'd start running if I were you."

Ed rode his motorcycle along the back roads, cutting through grassland. His head light made the entire world just a wedge of light in front of him. He didn't like not knowing what was around him in the blackness. He came up over the hill and saw the lights of a city in front of him. He pulled out his phone and checked for the nearest hotel. He revved his motor cycle and headed down the hill.
He had received word that there was a group of the Librarian was here in the city. The only problem was finding them because he assumed walking up to someone and saying ‘hay I would like to join some terrorists who’s one goal in life is to destroy the government, do you know where I can find any’.
He rode along the streets checking his phone to see where the hotel was. Of course he couldn't find it. 'Looks like it’s going to be another long night' he thought.

Reddo Was waited and waited still with out success of seeing Angelo. She sighed with annoyance and gave up on the waiting game. She had lost. Reddo walked out onto the streets hoping to see Angelo getting ready to Trumpet proudly into the hideout but nothing. The Streets were silent with only the sound of Cars every now and then. Reddo began walking, not knowing where she was going she just put her hands in her pockets and walked very smoothly and slowly. The night sky was brightening as you could see the sun peek over the horizon ever so slightly She looked off at the rising sun for a bit and then began her journey to no where once again.

She kicked a few stones as she walked down the empty lifeless streets, and she looked at her feet then would kick a stone and see where it landed. Reddo repeated this action a couple times only to be interrupted by the revving of a motorcycle. The bike was beautiful, she wanted it. She grinned and began walking a bit fast now, following the bike on foot. The bike stopped every now and again as the person riding it checked his phone, sighed and rode on, he was looking for something. Reddo didn't care what he was looking for. She only wanted the bike to stoop so she could get on it and ride away.

Finally after 15 minutes or so of stalking the bike the rider stopped. His coat not blowing in the wind any more he walked into a hotel. This is going to be the worst visit to the city for him She noted in her head with a smile. After making sure it was safe Reddo approached the Motorcycle. She sat on it. the leather seat felt amazing and she grinned. Reddo looked at the keys in the bike. She grinned happily at the fact he forgot to take the keys out of his bike. Reddo started the bike Revved it and rode back to the Hide out. her hair waving in the wind created by the speed of the motorcycle.

Reddo slowed once she got in front of the hideout. She got off the bike, took the keys and then began to notice its beauty once more. She yet again grinned and then pranced into. Now the happy owner of a new motorcycle.

Kellerin was overjoyed to see her fellow Knights, but upon realizing what a stir the intruder had caused, her kind and cat-like smile became a small smirk, and eventually a look of concern.

She was told to pursue the intruders, and she had no hesitance with that order. A quick nod, and ignored any quips the Jester may have spat at her. At the same time that Midgard had left the Citadel, Kellerin had walked slowly out into the hallway and up in front of a large window. She looked down at the marvelous view of the city for a moment, taking it in, and gaining the desire to preserve its beauty.

She took off her cat ears, letting them ruffle on the floor, and gently took off her swirly glasses, putting them in her pocket. She then pulled out her Tome. Torn, stitched and in ruin, she ran her fingers along its edges. She took a deep breath, and released its power.

The book disappeared, and a visor/headset formed on Kellerin's face. Five small, flying robots appeared behind her.

"The Cerulean Knight, Niflheim...I will do what I can to discover the capabilities of our foes. You all have my word."

With that, she ordered two of her drones to fire their cannons, which broke the glass with ease. She lowered two of them, and stood on top of them. Rising them back into the air, she flew forward and out the window, using the two drones as steps of sorts to stay in flight.

She made a dive diagonally downwards, and as she did so, clicked on her visor. She saw many heat signatures from living individuals, but as she got closer to the ground, could make out the figure of Midgard in her line of sight.

She accelerated her drones as fast as she could, and after a small while flying and descending, she was now on the same street Midgard was on. She flew slightly higher than the street so as to not bash into any civilians, but maintained visibility with Midgard.

Once she felt she wouldn't fly into anyone, she lowered herself to Midgard's side as he ran.

"Which one is he? I never did get a good look." she questioned him.

Angelo sighed a little once he saw that another one was following him, so now it was time to loose them. Angelo scratched his tome and the dagger tail quickly formed around his arm and he threw the whip against a building and pierced straight through it and now it crumbled down threatening to crash on the knights following him and although Angelo knew it wasn't enough he had to loose them completely as he threw caltrops onto the floor behind him to keep that knight with the gold from following him on foot. he then threw a shock grenade into the air behind him knowing that the tumbling wall of the building would hit it and would activate its close range electric shock. now the other knight with the drone would be ineffective in tracking him as Angelo rounded the corner of the next alleyway and ran through a building saying sorry as he ran past the civilians. Angelo knew that none of his tricks would stop those knights for long but it would be just long enough for Angelo to use one of his escape routes he planned for just such an emergency so Angelo sent a text to redo about the situation saying 'sorry but their were two knights following me and im starting to loose them. don't do anything stupid while im being chased Ms. overconfident' Angelo sent to her knowing that we both had nicknames for eachother and Angelo always thought that redo was overconfident so that's what he went with. He also knew that although she thought she was all that she needed him and Angelo never tried to infer otherwise always being the nice guy he was he never hung it over her head