"Gggraaawwhhh!!!" Ophelia roared, slamming her fists into the layered wall; caving it in, little by little, as the environment froze around her. As the heat slipped away, and the chill settled in, the flames of her passion whipped up steam that was freezing cold... 'It's cold. I'm cold. I hate the cold.' realized the enraged brunette, slowing her attacks, and dragging her claws down the half-smashed wall. ~Ignore it! Anchin is escaping!~ Kiyohime says, with a sense of urgency, as Ophelia was stopping. "Grrrr...." she growled, and stood back up, shaking. Suddenly, her right hand slammed into her knee, buckling her in place, and curled around her knee. "Grrraaahh!!" she roared, before slamming into both knees, and slamming her fist into the iced over liquid. "Rrraahh!! Grraaa!!! Aaanncchhii--!!!"

In a burst of fire and might, Ophelia smahed through the ice, and splashed into the sewage. Hastily, she grabbed the lip of the hole she made, and Kiyohime's transformation retreated. Crawling out of the hole, Ophelia shivered on hand-and-knee from the combination of putrid waste and frozen water; immediately, her body commanded a safety purge, and her stomach emptied beneath her. Shaking, she raised a fist, and punched down; Kiyohime's card taking the impact. "Next time..." she groaned, "...you'll burn." Kiyohime huffed, unimpressed, and unamused. ~I'm covered in sewage and your vomit. I'd rather burn at this point.~ she says.

Ophelia narrowed her eyes, and retrieved her flour sack from her back pocket. Lifting Kiyohime's card, she dropped it into the bag, and dipped it into the sewage, before taking a whiff. ~What are you doing!? Kiyohime asks, before Ophelia gagged, and threw up into the bag. ~YOU VILE HUMAN!!!~ she roared, as Ophelia tied shut the fetid bag off. "Don't cross me again," Ophelia snarled, rising to her feet, "You are powerful, only through me. You'll stay in that bag, in that state, until I feel clean... Until then, scream in your impotent rage, and suffer your Empress's wrath."

~A victory in your favor, if only small, my Empress. You can only mete out such a punishment in such a situation. Obedience cannot be gained, like this, but, so many times.~ Lucius lectured, resuming his advisor position. "It won't happen again, my Primipilus..." Ophelia says, holding her stomach. "I need to tend to my wounds, fatigue, and find a hiding place. Surely, that man is not without backup," she says, logically, "If he thinks I'm still Kiyohime chasing him, as I was, he won't suspect I've regained myself, and left." Lucius hummed in agreement, and fell onto a thinking silence. ~In times of mine, one such place to be lain away in silence would be a brothel or a house of drink. However, on of your age couldn't stay in such places safely.~ he said, after a time. Ophelia paused, using Lucius's shield to bash down a service entrance door. "I can... in a sense..." she huffed, tired as sin from her cold. "In this day and age, we call such places," she looked down the road, "Motels."

~Such a small place, easy to defense, to react, to escape.~ Lucius says. "And, hot enough water..." Ophelia says, staggering to it. Upon reaching it, ducking various questions, and fronting twice the yen for a week's stay in the room of her choice, Ophelia found herself siting under a screaming showerhead that pumped out water that was, surprisingly, hot. In her hands, she held Lucius's and Kiyohime's cards, and let the water clean them off -- Kiyohime was only spared a night in the toilet, because, Lucius assured Ophelia he would step in, if Kiyohime stepped out of line. Needless to say, the love-lusting serpent was pissed, but, fell in line.

"Hopefully, this all blows over in the week," Ophelia says. "Paid in cash, so no credit trail. Convenience stores a quick hop out the window," she details, "so, we are able to eat and sleep without worrying about that man popping in. If he does, though, we can rabbit easily enough with forewarning." Kiyohime huffed, ~ You sound like you're pretty competent at this.~ Ophelia smirked, and lied back in the shower, letting the tub fill with water. "Even us rich girls have our rebellion period," she says, twisting the taps off with her feet, "I'm practiced, we'll say. Now, time for a nap before tonight's shopping for a week's convenience feast."

~Goodnight, Empress.~ Lucius says. Kiyohime hissed, but, held her tongue. ~Rest yourself, Kiyohime. This is an alliance. Follow, my Empress, and fortune will follow you.~ Kiyohime scoffed, ~I will admit, she overcame me better than my last Master... Perhaps...~

Ophelia groaned, "Sleeeepp please..." before passing out; Lucius and Kiyohime falling silent.

@The Irish Tree

"Alright. Talk to you later." Sajan left off her conversation with Miller before hanging up. While she wasn't about to turn down the offer of coffee, she did think it was hardly necessary to make anything up to her personally. Still, it would probably just make Abigail feel bad to be pointlessly pedantic over such a thing. More importantly, it seemed she had a date with the director to keep, so she wasted no time getting into her now empty car and heading off.

She did not immediately race into the director's office, however, as while she hadn't gotten too banged up in the fighting, she had certainly been around enough smoke and fire, as well as having sweated aplenty, to warrant a good wash. When she was done, she was naturally back in her suit, looking quite prim and proper for her meeting. Upon entering the director's office, she was immediately greeted with the sight of two fresh faces. It was hardly difficult to tell that they were both card masters as well. Was the director on a recruitment drive, perhaps? One thing of note was that one of them actually looked a bit Japanese. This was noteworthy because in spite of them being located in Japan, Sajan had met strangely few Japanese people while working with the Muninn foundation. The director was not Japanese, neither was Abigail, and certainly Sajan herself was not Japanese. Heck, even the two people she had just apprehended were not Japanese.

In any case, Sajan joined the group, giving a small wave to the newcomers, and prepared to listen to what the director had to say.

@The Irish Tree@Suku@Guess Who

Marie kept quiet as she waited for the director it was clear that they were going to get some kind of explanation but beyond that she wasnt sure. Still she supposed considering the circumstances a explanation on who they was needed considering they knew of the class cards and the like she was sure they were part of the Clock tower or Atlas. Which was the big question and either way she looked at it the situation was definately bigger than she and Fran thought it was at first. Hopefully she hadn't gotten herself involved with designation holders or the like she really hoped that wasn't case. Though right now there was little she could do but sit and wait for the explanation that was promised.

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