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It didn't take long for things to escalate, in fact it would be prudent to say this brawl reached it's climax in about as much time as it takes to brew a cup of cinnamon tea. Angel couldn't help but be amused as he thought along these lines while sipping the delicious brew crafted by the genius that was the head chief. The taste was splendid and went quite well with the surrounding chaos, screams of agony and anger reverberated across the cafeteria as bodies went flying through aquariums and walls and every now and then the Ante Mortem would have to avoid an incoming shoe and or cutlery. 

"Quite resilient, these Banshees." Angel spoke, sharing his observation with his partner. 

"Their opponents are weak," Rin replied callously while also pointing towards the others. "And they have help," she commented while observing the actions of Maximilian and his partner as well as Samad. 

"Electrocution....not bad," Angel couldn't help but smile at the cunning being employed by the Iranian. "But can you sense it?" He inquired while tilting his head towards the Chrono. 

"Mal-intent," she answered while glancing towards the Asylum who was brewing his own devious little plan. "You don't want him to hurt the Asylum?" Rin mumbled as her calculative mind began deducing probable possibilities before suddenly looking back to her partner, only to find he has vanished. "What did you do...." The little Chrono whispered in her usual callous tone as she traced Angel's silhouette in the crowd as it slowly approached the Iranian. 

"Enjoying your meal?" The Lost Number spoke in a warm tone as his hand gently placed itself on top of Samad's shoulder. "I would recommend the Filet mignon, just had it a while ago and it was quite exquisite," as Angel attempted conversation he subtly dragged a chair and took a seat beside the Asylum.

"Samad Armir, surviving a shattered link and successfully being re-linked," Angel continued while clapping slowly as if commending the Iranian for such an achievement. "I need you to let the foolish Asylum be, I am not one to pry into the thoughts of others however mal-intent gets loud." As the Reaper spoke, his gaze turned towards the fiendish Asylum and his hand slowly delved into his pocket trousers to yank out a small circular piece of paper enchanted via an alchemic sigil. Without saying a word the Lost Number merely placed the small circular paper against the silver lens of his spectacles and smiled. A smile truly frightening. 

"This will be our little secret," with that said Angel merely placed the enchanted paper near the Iranian and left off with but a single telepathic message to bid adieu. "Do not ask what that is." The rest he left to the Iranian if he wished to see through the enchanted makeshift telescope he would see an ethereal silhouette of all those present, a dazzling white in color for all except for the wretched Asylum whose silhouette appeared to be blackening as if a sickness spreading and corrupting it. 

"The brawl was a diversion was it not brother?" Rin inquired, while her tone and expressions remained as heartless as ever her eyes appeared to be furious. "What kind of alchemy would be so vulgar that it would require you to mask the presence behind something else? You camouflaged your alchemic drive behind the banshees', you are reckless." 

"Is my doting little partner worried about me?" Angel replied, teasing the callous princess as he slowly returned to his own table. Rin on the other hand merely shrugged off her partner's attempts to provoke a reaction and before the Lost Number could tease her any more a sudden explosion had suddenly caught the entire Cafeteria's attention. 

"What is the meaning of this?" A loud voice echoed through the Cafeteria as Randoul Aymeri, the noble swordsman, made his way to render punishment onto the fools that would dare interrupt the order of Innocense.[url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/f3/83/14/f38314a13fc724c70a266c88e07e6400.jpg]The blonde haired, armor cladded Lost Number[/url] slowly approached the Banshees and the remaining trouble makers. 

"There are strict rules against this kind of foolery and yet you debase yourself by defying them, then I suppose you are all prepared for the consequences." As Randoul chastised the Asylums in front of him, his left hand remained tightly gripped onto the hilt of his sheathed sword. When A.M.R.O's Knight found himself at the perfect position his stance almost instantly changed with his left hand drawing his sword at an inhuman speed resulting in a burst of energy emitting in a form of a crescent shock wave directed towards the perpetrators of this mess. 

[b]"Absolutely...divine,"[/b] Angel muttered and sighed in annoyance while kicking his coffin mere seconds before Randoul could initiate his attack. What happened next was an explosion that toppled half the Cafeteria, however the brunt of the force seemed concentrated towards the Banshees and their opponents who lay bleeding and in critical condition. Maeve on the other hand remained unharmed and as the dust subsided her visage showed her uninjured and standing behind Angel's coffin which had shielded her just in time. 

"If it isn't the accursed Crow, I should have known you would be here. Wherever there is chaos the Ante Mortem are sure to be present, I hope this ordeal entertained you...that is all you two want isn't it? Well let me add to that entertainment!" Randoul spoke while calmly walking towards the seated Reaper, the Knight clearly furious that someone had interrupted his justice. 

"Calm down boy, why don't we sit down and have some tea and ta-" Before Angel could complete his sentence the furious Knight almost instantly vanished from his position and in a blur of lightning appeared in front of Angel, however unlike before there appeared to be no explosion. 

"Your alchemy is energy compression, your compress energy in your enchanted sheathe and release it when you draw," As Angel explained the Knight's ability he also appeared to indirectly show the one folly. Randoul couldn't help but be in sheer disbelief as his eyes slowly looked down to see Angel's boot pressed against the hilt of his blade, preventing a 'full draw' hence negating the decompression processes. 

"I guess I shouldn't have held back," with these words Randoul's entire blade appeared to begin glowing however whatever ace he was planning to unveil was quickly cut short by the presence of Terra's paralyzing alchemic drive, resulting in every Asylum returning to obedience and order. 

"The Ante Mortem and all the assisting teams are being called to the debriefing room, kindly make your way there now," as Terra spoke these words a team of individuals quickly entered the Cafeteria to carry the injured to the med-bay. 

"Well that was exciting!" Angel muttered, feigning excitement while turning around to face the team. 

The Chrono on the other hand was seen clinging to Audrey, her eyes glittering in excitement at the chance to meet someone who was as short as her and hence deducing that this person was her 'friend'. 

"Rena what are you doing, I thought it was Rin's time?" Angel inquired while staring at the Chrono suspiciously. 

"Uuuh she decided to go to sleep!" Rena suddenly replied, her awkward expression a clear depiction that the little one was lying and decided to forcible take control at the opportunity to make a friend. "Can I keep her, can I please?" Rena stared at her partner, trying her best 'puppy-dog' face as she maintained a tight grip on Audrey, clinging to the little Asylum as if she were a teddy bear. 

"Rena I have told you this, we can't just keep a human. They are very difficult to care for, who will clean them and give them food and play with them." Realizing his partner would let go, the Reaper decided to use deadly force, resorting to tickle the Chrono. While the entire process took a few minutes of intense torture, Rena finally decided to let go unable to endure the laughter inducing tickles. 

"But she is so tiny, I can totally keep her in my drawer and I won't forget to give her food and water!" The Chrono replied, pouting at the fact she was being unable to convince her brother. 

"Tell you what, I will think about it. So for now how about you just play with her when Audrey is free?"  

"Fiiiiine"