[img]http://fontmeme.com/newcreate.php?text=Taran&name=Big%20Winks.ttf&size=48&style_color=6FB80E[/img] Taran froze as he heard boots hitting the stairs, yet the woman's grip was still like iron. He was trying to pry his arm away, not more similar to a fox trying to chew his own leg off. [color=00a651]"M'am, please, let go!"[/color]he said, almost whining at this point, his voice kept at a low whisper. He saw Prince right behind the woman's head and was shaking his head for the other to bail and he would follow after. [color=f7976a]"Mom?"[/color]came a voice from downstairs. [color=f7976a]"Mom, where are you?"[/color] It must have been Charlie, and he didn't sound like he was alone in the slightest. [color=ed145b]"I'm here dear, me and one of your little friends was just sitting down for a nice cup of tea,"[/color] She called cheerfully. [color=ed145b]"Shall we pour you a cup as well?"[/color] The voices were getting closer, finally he was able to yank his arm away from the woman's hold, leaving half his arm hair behind. [color=ed145b]"Charlie, your friend isn't very kind, but he is sure cute with that long blond hair of his and those dark brown eyes,"[/color] 'At least she won't be able to give a good description of me to any one,' thought Taran bitterly, taking off towards the stairs and back to the room and the window that he had once come from. [color=f7976a]"Mother, where did they go?"[/color] came the voice again, but at least it was getting quieter now, instead of louder. Taran couldn't make out the woman's response. He soon hit the room and was crossing for the window when his thoughts finally shifted back to Prince. He paused, debating he should go back for the boy. But he had no idea where Prince was. Heck, for all he knew the boy was already out booking it back to the ship. His hesitation cost him and soon the door to the room was tossed open, and there stood Charlie in all his glory, gun drawn and ready to shoot. [color=f7976a]" Think you can mess with my mother?"[/color] The man's voice was heavy with emotion. [color=f7976a]"Think you can steal from a little old woman? Well, not tonight you son of a business man. I ran out of fucks to give. I ain't taking prisoners, not tonight. Oh no, not tonight,"[/color] Taran didn't think twice, he heard the click of the gun, but he was already out the window and scurrying to the next roof. Prince was just going to have to take care of himself. He heard several bullets strike the stone where his foot was only moments before. He flew across the roof tops, but the man wasn't so far behind. He was so focused on what was behind him that he almost crashing right into Winter. It took him a few moments to recognize the trio. [color=00a651]"Run! Run! Run! Running is good![/color] He yelled, not so much as paused to properly talk as another bullet whizzed past his head. [color=f7976a]"You son of a- I knew, I knew this was a part of Jac-.., you...I'll kill you, I swear it!"[/color]Awh, dear old Charlie had such a way with words. [img]http://fontmeme.com/newcreate.php?text=Kara%20Saun%20&name=forgetmenot.ttf&size=50&style_color=FFFF00[/img] Kara Saun was less than two feet into the vent when she heard it slam shut. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she had been locked in. Oh well, their loss anyway. Perhaps their little ship was going to have a great need for new crew after tonight away way. She crawled through the vent downward for a little wise longer, soon the sounds of fighting started to fade. Eventually, she hit the sewer and less than a moment later, she stood outside the Leviathan. Clearly, most of the crew wasn't back yet. She spotted a few shadows in the windows, but for the most part it seemed empty. So, of course, she invited herself on board. Most ships were built similar, she soon found the kitchen, helped herself to some cookies and a cup of tea, before finding a hole to bunker down in. The crew was adding her, like it or not. Besides, she did just track the blood of those men into her home, there was no going back. She just hoped that they could get the hunk of junk in the air before the police got here to shut it down.