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[center][h1]Angel's [color=LightCoral]Morgan Reginald[/color] and Vicier's [color=MediumTurquoise]Eliza Brie[/color] - Present Day - Lake Tahoe, Earth[/h1][/center]

Her arms tightened around her folders her head turning to glance back over her shoulder at the entrance to the restaurant where she had left Alan standing probably dumbfounded by her actions towards him and at just how forward she had been, smiling softly to herself she turned her attention back to where she was going her attention becoming pulled away as she heard a commotion unfolding out in front of where she stood causing her eyes to widen in both shock and confusion, "What the..."

Stopping dead in her tracks she watched as a thick blanket was thrown down over the balcony above her only to fall onto a man causing him to stumble about as he tried to rid himself of the hindrance her body jumping back slightly as a figure not too much bigger than hers dropped down from above converging on the man before delivering a right hook that could match that of her sisters, "H-Hey... Hey..!" Dropping her things she quickly moved herself forward her hands reaching out to take a tight grip on the womans wrist pulling her hands away from the man though not in time for the cuffs to not have been used, "What the hell do you think you're doing? Are you psycho?"

Turning to look over at the man she shook her head her expression losing any and all amusement it had held moments before, "I am so sorry sir, I'll get this sorted out for you immediately..."

Morgan looked to the girl who grabbed one of her wrists, keeping the other hand on the chain of the handcuffs tightly so the man wouldn't try anything funny while the girl talked to her. After she asked her question, Morgan sighed and she pulled out her ID that showed that she was a detective and had the right to enforce the law. She said to the girl coldly but politely "I'm taking Mr. Raymond Wren to the Security Office, where he'll be held until the police arrive to arrest him properly, ma'am," 

The man merely shouted at Morgan, ignoring Eliza despite her promise to help him sort this out.

Reaching out she took hold of the ID that was provided her eyes narrowing slightly as she pursed her lips hesitating for a moment before she handed it back pulling her hands back out of the situation that was going on, "Alright, everything seems in order at the moment. But I will give you this warning..." Crossing her arms over her chest she eyes the girl off sizing her up and seeing just how far she could push it before she snapped back at her, "The next time you cause a disturbance like this again, I will have you arrested and escorted from this property."

Moving away from the pair she crouched down collecting up her things once more as she continued to speak, "The last thing we need is for some vigilante to go running around the lodge getting into fist fights and arresting our customers." Pausing for a moment she turned her head around glancing back over her shoulder at where she stood, "And I'll make sure you aren't allowed back, understood?"

Morgan remained unfazed when the girl, who was most likely younger then her, handed her back the ID and gave her a warning. She raised an eyebrow at the fact at the girl was threatening her with no access to this inn. Before she could ask as to who the girl was, the man shouted at the girl "YOU BITCH! YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO HELP ME!!!" He then glared at Morgan and he shouted "YOU!!! WHAT PROOF DO YOU HAVE, HUH?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO FRAME ME! YEAH! THAT'S IT! YOU'RE FRAMING ME!"

Morgan sighed loudly at the man, rolling her eyes slightly. Being shouted at was nothing new, especially with this kind of situation. She would've gladly opened his coat pockets and let the credit cards spill out as proof, but now wasn't the right time. The proper time to show proof would be when the police arrived to pick the man up. She looked to the girl and said, still cold and polite, "I apologize for the disturbance. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again, Miss...?"

Ignoring the mans yells of protest at her actions she reached stacked her things back into a neat pile before she once more scooped them up in her arms holding them close to her as she stood up straight turning back to face the woman who was now addressing her, "Brie. My name is Eliza Brie. Now could you please get on with your job then, and take this man to security? His making a scene and disturbing the other patrons. I would rather that not happen, especially not here in the lobby."

Morgan nodded at Eliza Brie, not returning her name considering she had shown Brie her ID earlier. She dragged, almost shoved, the resistant man to the security office. While she dragged the man away, she tried to remember where she met Eliza Brie before today...but she couldn't. She couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity, but she ignored it as the man kept shouting at her.

Once the two had left, the whispers of the incident spread like wildfire. Some thought it was a show the inn had arranged, and some questioned the event, while others chose to ignore it ever happened.