"How annoying." 

Jester fell down the mighty exterior of the Ultimatum's Citadel, red eyes narrowing behind his mask. With a gentle push of his mind, he flickered away in mere instants, gone in a flash. Where did he find himself next? In the interior of course. Jester now found himself walking one of the many hallways upside, gravity apparently having no value to him. Scanning forward, he found who he was looking for and flickered away once more. In the time span of another instant, the Jester appeared right next to a very flustered and very impatient Kellerin Vendextrus.

"Nifihiem," he greeted. "Running late again?" He spoke calm and steady, as if being thrown off the roof meant absolutely nothing to him. "Are you aware that we have insects crawling around in our midst? Those who would dare to destroy our precious Ultimatum and our almighty Superior?" He turned her masked face towards the level above them in thought. 

"Listen closely now.....I think we can hear them festering in the vents..."

Back in the council chamber, Asgard took Yggdrasil's hand while activating her tome with the other. "Yes. Fools such as these who dare to taint this holy ground shall be judged." With a massive and crimson claymore slung across her back, she swung the Saibankan Tenka to the sky, pointing it towards the ceiling.

"Show yourselves!" Her sword glowing, she focused her Unity to pinpoint the entire upper level, drawing all moisture away and into her blade. The Librarian scum would be forced out one way or another.

Elsewhere, a certain motel manager found himself being interrogated by a certain Justicar. Said unknown and unnamed motel manager began to sweat profusely, almost believing that it was him who had desecrated The Superior's name in some way.

Therefor, when he saw the picture of Cole on the holopad, he visibly relaxed. On one hand, that particular young man had bribed him a considerable amount to keep quiet. But this was a fully fleshed Justicar he could tell. No bullshit here like with the older boys. Lying to this guy meant...well, exactly what Alex had warned. Maybe even death. Or worse. Besides, he already had the money. Get paid and get to rat him out? Sounded fine by him! As long as he didn't get involved.

"A-Ah, yes! Wise and powerful Justicar! Yes, I saw a man just like that! Checked right into this motel! I believe he's in a room facing the construction site. Had a window too. That's all I know, I swear!"

Without really knowing what else to do, the scraggly motel manager offered Alex a some kind of hybrid mix between a bow and a shrug.

"Er, happy hunting?"