"[b][i]Thank you all for going through the trouble in making it here tonight.[/i][/b]" The speech began, speakers emitted the voice of Robin in a booming volume while the audience quieted down after a round of applause. All the attention was directed towards the white haired female now, the pinkette agent however, kept her amethyst eyes open for any suspicious movements from the masses. Sipping of liquor to fixing of necktie, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary [i]as of now[/i]. Hoping for a smooth sailing night was a naive thought, she knew better than that. The cult has been sending threats of all sorts to the scientist, which was the reason of her hiring them in the first place. She shut herself from the rest of the world in the safe confines of her home before tonight, there was no way the cult was going to miss this chance to finally take her into custody of their inhumane clutches.

Olivia paused for a moment after a brief scan through of the audience. Why did something feel off? No one seemed to be doing any kind of peculiar action. Then why did she feel a dread slowly seeping in? Was it the liquid waiters were serving? No, Robin hadn't taken in any sort of liquid the waiters were serving tonight. Was it the photographer taking shots of their client? No, the camera appears to be any ordinary camera one could see in any branded camera shops. Why does it feel as if she was... [i]missing something?[/i] Wait. [i]Missing[/i]? It finally hit her.

[i]The brawny man was nowhere to be found.[/i]

[i]Click.[/i] Suddenly complete darkness. A female scream.

[color=violet]"Robin!!!"[/color] The female agent shrieked, intentionally dropped the glass of fruit punch in her hand and on an impulse, quickly rummaged through her purse for the night vision goggles she had prepared beforehand. She should have known better than to take her eyes off of the client even for a [i]moment[/i] or losing track of the suspicious brawny man. Her guilt built up just as fast as how she dashed and climbed atop the stage, to find their client being carried off on the shoulder of the suspected brawny man already at the backstage door. There was no movement detected from the kidnapped female as if she had been knocked unconscious. Just on cue, her partner barked from the other mic, to which she switched hers on and replied with a voice filled with panic while running after the two, [color=violet]"C-Chrom! Ro-Roger! The man who approached me earlier had taken her and is now escaping through the backstage door!"[/color]

The door was slammed open with the back of the heel of her black dress shoe, which she found was a nuisance in the current pursuit. Olivia slipped out of the said heeled shoes and continued the pursuit to the lighted, dull hallway of white and grey. After stepping out of the darkness with the echoing, confused screams and shouts, the agent slipped the night vision goggles up onto her head and once again dug her hand into her purse to pick out a handgun. The hallway was thankfully empty of people other than herself and the target which was convenient, her sight was locked onto the target. [color=violet]"S-Stop right there! Put Robin down or I'll resort to s-shooting you!"[/color] Her voice evidently shook, this was not the first time she had held a gun or threatened to shoot someone but it was not something one could get accustomed to.

The shouting from the pink haired maiden caused the brawny man to take a quick glance back and snickering before roaring a response back, [b]"Is that so, madam? It seems to me like your voice lacks the resolve to pull the trigger! And isn't this a [i]lovely[/i] chase we're having? I have no intentions of discontinuing it any time [i]soon[/i]!"[/b] Just as he emphasized the word 'soon', he trampled over a couple of heavy boxes and crates behind him before escaping. Those muscles were definitely not just for shows, as the pinkette exerted effort to shove them away to no avail. She slams her hand on the crate in frustration before her eyes take a glimpse of the man leaving out into the parking area.

[color=violet]"Chrom! He's getting away to the parking lot, meet me at our vehicle, please hurry!"[/color] Olivia quickly informed her partner of the current situation while she directed herself towards another route leading to the parking area. Once she arrived at the parking area with heavy inhales and exhales, still barefoot, a pure black car speeding out of the parking area gates. Her eyes caught a short sight of the driver, which inevitably was the brawny man they were after. Upon arriving at the vehicle, the female agent quickly worked her hands around in getting it started and stomped onto the accelerator, immediately moving the car forward until the blue haired partner shows himself out of the building. [color=violet]"Come on Chrom, hop on!"[/color], she opened the door to the other front seat for Chrom, gesturing him to hurry inside.