As Yuki walked through the hallways of the Ultimatum medical command regions, she finally felt it was safe enough to express her displeasure with a frown. Sachiro...why was she using the Great Beast? Surely she knew of its godlike destructive power? And Ace...he was willing to die by their Superior's side. Was she willing to do the same? At first, she had brushed off his worded threats. Of course she would serve the glory of the Ultimatum! But then why did she feel so conflicted? Was it so....wrong? Sachiro had disbanded the meeting after showing her presentation, promising that a test run would be performed of the Tome's potential tomorrow. Only a few hours until sunrise....

Now she entered one of the massive medical facilities located within in the Citadel looking for a certain Justicar. She had received news that Alex Sinclair personally encountered the terrorist from before and was currently in rehabilitation. Perhaps this visit then would not only yield much needed information but answers to her own demons?

As Sachiro's Crimson Knight, she had no issues with getting high level access to the rooms, and so entered Alex's residence with a tiny smile on her face. "Greetings Sinclair," she said. Taking a seat next to his bedside, she waited patiently for the initial shock to pass him; who wouldn't be surprised to have one's own commanding officer personally visit them?

Far away from the lights of the Citadel, master and apprentice trained vigorously in the cold night. "Afraid of me? I see our youth has not changed much in this time," he said vaguely. Sensing the wires closing in all around him, he ignited the energy in both his hands and spun around. The energy extended out into blades as he whirled in midair, swiftly cutting the immediate threat into tattered and tiny shreds. Again, the way he moved was most certainly unnatural, as if he was either toying with Evie or simply nonhuman.

The former seemed like the more logical answer. "Dear Evie...you're slowing down my precious catalyst. You still haven't told me one crucial thing about yourself. Something that you fear greatly...." In a flash, Jester had phased away from sight...only to reappear behind his apprentice with a gray book in hand. Activating his tome, he morphed the thing into a huge silver sword and lunged downwards.

"Why then, have you chosen to play the role of a hero?"