[center][h2]Camille Mahroug - The Rat[/h2][/center]

Camille was full-on incognito from there on, going as far as grabbing a thrown away newspaper and holding it as she leaned against a brick wall while waiting for Vince's signal. Yes she took herself that seriously. She'd only move closer to the edge of the construct when she started to hear familiar voices echo from the alley it led to. Lowering her paper just a bit, she peeked at the crowd Vince seemed to interact with, the fiery red haired individual standing out more than the others. She gritted her teeth in mindless anger as she contemplated the idea of just kicking his ass from the get go, but her loyalty to Isabella stood higher than her violent impulses. 

She'd then drop her newspaper as she noticed the third individual, a girl who barely seemed younger than Camille's form. Now she was more curious than irritated, asking herself why such a young girl would hang out with a creep like Sebastian of all people. She was still quite annoyed, one of the rare people nearing her mental age that she could interact with would be affiliated with someone she couldn't bare the sight of for more than a minute. Once Vince gave the a-ok, the young girl stepped out of her hiding spot and slowly walked in a regular gait toward the crowd. 

"[b]Is the rat resisting, Vince?! Do you want me to handle the girly girl là?[/b]" 

She asked her colleague while keeping a fixed stare at the couple of metas who were evidently not the most welcoming of people. As she slowly walked to reach her friend's side, she'd come across some of the bodies which wouldn't surprise her even if Vince hadn't warned her. After all, death was a recurring theme in the Underground. One body was simply too much in the way, which prompted the girl to kick its head hard enough to push it aside without it halting her advancement.