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[b][u] Aliquam: Academy of the Arts: Northern Section [/b][/u]

[i]“What the fuck is going on?!”[/i]

Tobias had phrased their thoughts quite aptly- how was the Phantom with both Moira's group and Rose's? Could that be his power? It wasn't implausible, but if he could then Aria would have expected him to have shown off during that little performance of his last night. The people around her, judging by their body language were just as confused as she was.

[i] "Hey Simon, by any chance, does your camera come with a light thing or something that'll help us see better?"[/i]

She turned towards the sound of Xan's voice, mulling the idea over. "Yes, your camera would have flash, wouldn't it? Is there no way to turn it on-"

"There's someone over there!" Dalia shouted, startling the group as she pointed. The illusionist reeled around, hearing faint footsteps in the direction of the entrance to the theatre. After a quick shoulder check to make sure that it wasn't Simon again, she sprinted after the figure, slowing down slightly after nearly tripping over a wire on the ground.

"Quick! We can't let him get away this time!"
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[u][b]The Academy of the Arts - Western Section[/b][/u]

Mattis shook his head at the myriad of sounds coming through the communicator in his ear. His teammates were lively as always, weren't they? He only hoped they wouldn't end up being caught in too much trouble, especially with a bear having somehow gotten inside the building.

[i]"Come out, come out, wherever you are you little shit,[/i]" Gods above, this woman sounded vicious. No doubt his brothers would be having the time of their lives repeating the words this woman was spouting if they were here. [i]"Or have you shat your pants and legged it?"[/i] The taunting only made him retreat deeper into the shadows, eyeing the sharp and dangerous looking sword the woman had drawn out and the newly arrived suits of armor. It was be a right pain to have to deal with them- he backed up, fingertips brushing against the explosive hanging from his belt. 

The crevice where he was supposed to place the explosive was right there in the corner of the room. It would be nest, he decided, to plant the and slip out before the woman could use that dangerously glinting steel blade of hers or the man could tackle him with one or both of the sentient suits of armor. He also didn't want to risk the charge going off prematurely- of course, the rest of the team had reassured him that it wasn't likely to happen but he still disliked the feel of it bumping against his leg every time he took a step. He edged towards the corner, keeping a careful watch on the armor as the gazes of the two slid off him as they scanned the room. He didn't know if the armor was affected by the magic, but if it spotted him and attacked the other two would most likely notice him as well.