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

While Trixie went on to ‘interrogate’ the scoundrel, Lute picked up the communicator from where it fell near Sebastian. After yet another look at Rose, he straightened from his crouch and activated the device just in time for everyone to hear Angel. His frown deepened but he knew that by now one of the other groups could be heading towards their location to help. 

“..This is Lute. We got the thief… The one over here at least. But more importantly, we need a medic,” He spoke into the communicator, completely unaware that his words weren’t exclusive to the Pride anymore. The virtuoso paused, and then added as an afterthought, “In case any of you were worried, Trixie’s fine. She’s…” Lute glanced over where the prankster was just in time to see her handling one of those accursed stink grenades, “Wait, don’t touch that!”

It didn’t explode, though. Thank goodness.

Just when Lute was about to finish the transmission, Delilah pointed him towards the struggling thief. The brat now had a less tense air about him, and had even threatened Trixie… He was either bluffing or was serious about them “[B]being in trouble now[/B]”.

“… Requesting for back-up.” 

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

Francesca adjusted her earpiece as she hurried through the halls. “Of all the times it could have done that,” She sighed as she took it off and then inspected the side. Hers had an annoying habit of automatically changing volumes, an instance of which was earlier where that infernal screech blasted through at the device’s loudest right into her eardrum. To be honest, she could still hear [i]something[/i]. 

“… I fear I haven’t followed the order to the letter…” She reported in moments later when the noise in her ear subsided. “The guards might have left the location I encountered them… in…” Francesca trailed off as she saw a cat pouncing towards her. With her eyes narrowed, the thief stepped away from the feline and one of her hands snapped out and lifted it up by the nape. She held it away from her in case the feisty little thing, scratching and clawing away as it is, decided to pee on her dress, then addressed the summoner. 

“From bear to cat, what have you next? An ostrich?” She gently shook the feline in her grasp and it hissed. “This isn’t a real animal, is it? I would dearly loathe to harm a real cat…” That bear from earlier vanished in a puff of smoke… So were these forms merely a vessel for that robed boy? That makes it easier for her conscience to swallow. Francesca threw the ‘animal’ up in the air and sent it hurtling back towards Lucien with a powerful swing, the poor thing yowling all the way back home.

“Back to the matter at hand. Since Mattis is heading towards our dear Fabbee, I shall go check on the knight in shining fedora,” The woman entered the room she came from earlier and glanced up at the skylight. “Does anyone know of his whereabouts?” She inquired softly after maneuvering back onto the roof. “Tell me where you are, Jay. I’ll help to the best of my capabilities.” They all knew neither Fabian nor Jay would stay quiet unless they were in a real spot of trouble, and even that wasn't able to stop the former from gabbing off earlier.