[center][color=bdaf17][b][h1]July 29[sup]th[/sup], 2371[/h1][/b][/color][h3][b][color=bdaf17][color=fff79a]12:18PM[/color]/[color=lightgreen]10:21AM[/color][/color][/b]
[sub][i][color=bdaf17]Royal Family ETA:[/color] 32 Hours[/i][/sub][/h3][/center][hr][hr]
[@Lady Amalthea] "Oh, good to hear I finally managed to get ahold of you," came Flo's voice from the other side of the line. The edge in her voice contrasted the normally reassuring word choice she used. Perhaps even Flo could get impatient if it was waiting over the phone. "It's me, dear. I hate to bother you again in the middle of your work day, but I've had a change of plans. I'd like to put a rush on that job I've given you. I'd like for it to be finished by the end of the day tomorrow. I'm more than willing to compensate you for any additional fees this would rack up when I drop by to pick it up."

[@Nallore] "You're not really in the position to be making demands," she yelled from around the corner. Anthony didn't hear any footsteps from the alleyway, so she likely wasn't going to bust out into the open street and open fire. When he slid his phone into the alleyway there were a few moments of pause. "You really think I'd believe a ridiculous story like that? What kind of idiot would believe the guy who's been stalking them and then asks about Victoria Allencourt is just doing something for a friend of theirs? Tell me who you're really looking for and I might let you go." Allencourt? The Allencourts were the current ruling family and had commanded the throne for the past two generations. Family lineage and current gun filled predicament aside, at least he had a name to work off of now.