[center][h2][color=CFD3C6]Rurik Alexeev[/color][/h2][/center]
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Rurik's arm was still held aloft, pointing, as suddenly Vittorio just sort of flew by, screaming Alto's name like a spurned lover. Rurik only blinked in confusion, lowering his gaze, arm still held up and momentarily forgotten, to see that indeed there was a confrontation brewing below with Alto present.

Rurik finally lowered his arm.

[color=CFD3C6]"I'm starting to regret waking up this morning,"[/color] Rurik grumbled. He had been looking right up the hole in the ceiling, it had been impossible for him to miss that Vittorio wanted them to follow him down to fight Alto, or at least those by Alto's side. Screw that. Vittorio's stupid revenge plot was his own problem. Rurik was barely on board with Clara's plan as it was. He didn't want to be there at all to begin with.

[color=CFD3C6]"Forget about those two, Christine. Thobias is taking us up to the next floor. We, uhh, need to check on Bak. Yeah..."[/color] He gave Thobias his most stern look. [color=CFD3C6]"Right, Thobias?"[/color]