[h2][center][color=crimson]Lorelai[/color][/center][/h2]
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A great many things occurred in a short period of time, but concerned as she was Lorelai was a bit slow on the uptake when confronted by a near exsanguinated Asgard who's powers were likely all that kept them from being dashed upon the stones and scattered through the water ways. Still, it was a great risk on Asgard's part and she would be lectured most fiercely about it when they weren't pressed for time and they returned to the halcyon days of lounging around a chateau with no responsibility, IE, yesterday.

[color=crimson]"Sir Asgard, take a moment to recover while I address this...interesting find. Don't move an inch from this spot until Vladimir has replenished you."[/color] Lorelai said with an authoritative air to her, putting her foot down lest her Knight try any more heroics in aiding the fallen Aquiarian at the risk of her own life. Hoping that Asgard would concede to the advice of her general, she spun on her heel and marched down the sewer lane to stand above the incensed beastkin. She snaked an arm around Ruxen's waist and lifted her off of the librarian like one carries a petulant child beneath their arm.

[color=crimson]"Don't think we aren't aware of who you are. I've known that many have been tasked with hunting the last beastkin in the past, yet despite their successes you still manage to return to the Imperium, hale and hearty. Quite a feet, though perhaps not if the rumors of your immortality are indeed true."[/color]

And Lorelai was certain they were given the multitude of reports she'd received about the last beastkin, Ruxen. It was only to be expected with her history of handling dangerous creatures that someone in the Imperium would approach her in regards to handling Ruxen in a more lasting fashion then imprisonment. The proposal was interesting and the experience of bringing such a magnificent beast into the Imperium's fold would have been worth it alone, but the posting would have made it too implausible to ever serve beneath Eleonor, so she had rejected the offers.

Ironic she know held her once potential prey yet joined her in flight from the Imperium's long reach. 

After moving a few steps away from Tori and Asgard, she set the beastkin down onto all fours and addressed her a bit more civilly. [color=crimson]"Regardless of your nature, you are now bereft of your roof. The Cathedral is most certainly ruined beyond immediate repair, and none of us want to remain here for very long when the city guard will be upon us once they find a proper access tunnel."[/color] At least with the supposed death of Antonia, there was no one to tell those above of some secret shortcut in the cathedral remnants, so they would have a bit of leeway while the guard searched for official sewer entrances. They couldn't just jump into manholes blind either, and would undoubtedly secure proper maps while they organize search parties. These were all things that would buy them time in the short term, but make their every endeavor past that grace period a waking nightmare if they weren't careful.

[color=crimson]"So, Ruxen is it? By all accounts you hate the Imperium. Can't say I share the sentiment but I'm awfully sympathetic right now, so I'll be straight with you. Soldiers will come down to, best case, arrest us for treason and painlessly execute us behind closed doors, so if all us don't leave your home now, then we aren't getting a chance to. Since you live down here, I imagine you know the ins and outs. Get us to safety, and we may be in a position to pardon you from all future Imperial assassinations."[/color]

It was a surprisingly composed offer from the Abyssal Knight, though on the inside,

[color=crimson][i]What the fuck am I saying!? I can't promise this! Ahhhhhhh- Wow those are some fluffy ears- Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh- Like I really want to pet them- Ahhhhhhhhh![/i][/color] 
 
It was less so.

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Yet there was something amiss in that very stretch of sewer. Something imperative to their survival and laid bare for all to see were their eyes not drawn to one another or the hole above, but to the very water they had just traversed.

To the patch of murky water where the water curved around an object unseen, leaving a sphere of stillness within the rapids like the oculus of an unfathomable observer, gazing upon those intruding upon its domain.

[@KoL][@TheWindel][@McFazzer]