[i]I can’t believed we got ourselves in this mess, Barny![/i]

[i]I know. But, there’s nothing we can do about it now other than help make a plan for the assault and hope the Chrono helps us out of this situation.[/i]

[i]But, what if we have a bullseye painted on our backs because of the fiasco in the cafeteria?[/i]

[i]We may very well have bullseyes on our backs, but that just means we’ll have to be on our guard.[/i]

[i]Right… I suppose that’s all we can do.[/i]

The twin Asylums known simply as “The Inquisitors” for their knack at gathering information were seated in the library once more, with Barnabas pouring over books and Alice sitting at the table across from her brother messing around on her smartphone. Barnabas was studying in an attempt to form some plan of attack for the assault against the Kings; he also had a stack of books he was reading for pleasure in between his studies. Alice was very tense despite playing games on her phone; Barnabas wasn’t necessarily tense, but his mind was going over and over the events that occurred in the cafeteria. 

The truth was, that he too couldn’t shake the feeling that he and his sister had targets painted on them now, and he didn’t like that. He knew nothing of what sort of hit squads AMRO could send after them, but he was going to be prepared for anything. Among his notes were the blueprints to the bunker they were currently stationed at. He studied the halls over and over again until he knew them without even glancing at the blueprints anymore. He had also traced out a path in the bunker and drawn two sigils in strategic locations as well as had one carved into a throwing card he had on his person.

Alice watched her brother over her phone; she knew the face he was making. It meant he was thinking hard about something, and judging by their conversation, Alice guessed it was what AMRO could do to them and what he planned to do in response to whatever action they took towards the twins. Alice trusted in her brother’s mind to make a plan to counter AMRO’s actions and protect them. She would make sure they bother survived. They had lost too much in the past to lose each other now. She slid her phone back into her pocket and began thinking of what could possibly happen now. Barnabas continued pouring over his books, all the while keeping his guard up and the marked card at the ready just in case.