[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/fpkngGI.png[/img] [h3][color=Chocolate]~Chieko Okawa~[/color][/h3][/center] Hero's District, Priestella Death count: 1 Reset Count: 4 [hr] The next few seconds were a blur to Chieko. Everything had been going well. She had managed to not get dead, and everyone else was likely safe. They just had to sit tight and not do anything. The next instant, there was a flaming candle. A shout from Quill, and fire. She was then lifted by Hiro in an obvious brazen attempt to save her...and then she was lowered on the ground as a cloaked person approached them, talking about the same things Quill had been saying, and in her previous try. Chieko, was furious. They had been concerned for her. She understood that. They wanted to save her. She was grateful, certainly! But damn it this could have just put them all in danger! She didn't want that! She had been prepared to take the reigns on this herself! Perhaps it was arrogant, prideful, selfish, whatever you wanted to call it but they didn't need to do this! Chieko exhaled as Aerith finished talking. [color=chocolate]"...you are all idiots."[/color] Chieko replied, standing up straight as she locked eyes with Hiro and Aerith. [color=chocolate]"Do you like getting in peoples ways? Or were you just trying to selfishly play hero? I get it, I really do, since It would be hypocritical to say I didn't do the same, but I had [i]everything[/i] under control! Every time I do something logical you all just get in the way! I realize you were trying to help, but next time have a little faith in me, would you? I had already convinced Quill to leave you all alone and that I was the only clairvoyant."[/color] After her brief tirade Chieko sighed, frowning lightly as she looked over to the cloaked woman assumed to be Fritzi. Well, she'd have to go along with it too now since Aerith said it aloud. [color=chocolate]"Unfortunately for you, your information was not entirely correct."[/color] Chieko was probably going to regret what she was going to say. [color=chocolate]"Aerith isn't entirely wrong, but this isn't the place to discuss our situation or our abilities unless you want prying ears to hear it."[/color] She looked back over to the clinic. ... [color=chocolate]"Not that it matters now. [i]Someone[/i] tried to start a fire, and Quill hasn't come out yet. I will look for her. Don't try and help."[/color] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vC3QHdp.png[/img] [h3][color=slategray]Mie Yukima[/color][/h3][/center] Below Ground - The Arena floor [hr] Heh, it had just the effect she wanted. After that stunt, she definitely would have some of their attention. Now all she had to do was wait, play the wallflower and then get backstage access. She was pleased with the outcome, too. As she was lifted, Mie made no attempt to struggle. She was fairly certain her calculations were correct. Too much of a fool to see a problem and too much of a coward to even do something about it. Mie was completely unbothered being lifted up, being sat on belriggers shoulders. He was such a funny man, unable to actually tell how to properly intimidate someone. It was far more than just size and strength. If anything, she enjoyed the brief extra height. Getting extra information on the layout of the place was extremely useful in case things go bad. She wasn't even listening to what Belrigger said. No. From atop her seat, she saw someone she had never expected to find down here in this cesspool. Lady Vertti. For the briefest of moments, their eyes locked. Vertti knew. A subtle grin formed on Mie's lips, eyes focused on the wealthy socialite. Her Associate. Her client. [i]Friend[/i]. Vertti knew. Of course she did. Why else did she conveniently disappear, leaving poor little adorable rabbit by himself, at the mercy of a mischievous, playful, cruel, apathetic fox? She knew the wolves were closing in. Her name had been written, and thus her fate had been sealed. Fufufu, how unexpectedly fortuitous. How delightful. How pleasurable...how infuriating. How did she know? Who told her? Who leaked the information? She shouldn't know. Two...three people knew at best. The writer, the blade, and the client. She'd have to...fix that leak later. The fox couldn't let the little butterfly escape. She could never get tired of this feeling. [color=slategray]"Yes yes, sorry sorry."[/color] Mie sighed, hopping down from Belriggers shoulders. Unfortunately for Anyon, Mirt, and Elque, she could no longer help them.[color=slategray] "This little fox doesn't quite know her place yet, fufu. Apologies..."[/color] She cast a glance over to Elque. [color=slategray]"...Sorry, kitten. But unfortunately I have a change of plans."[/color] It was a bit dirty and impromptu, but if Vertti knew, then this might be the very last time she saw her ever again, and she couldn't have that now could she? Such a shame she didn't have her mask at least. She'd have to improvise. First she needed to cause a different sort of scene. Something that would distract almost everyone...and what would be a good way to distract a some drunk ruffians in an underground bar? A bar fight, obviously. Sauntering off a ways from Belrigger, Mie casually walked past a group of people drinking their money and health away who were heatedly arguing over who to bet on. Perfect. Mie picked up a mug full of alcohol from another table...and with scary precision, tossed it at full strength right into the face of one of the arguing people while his head was momentarily turned. The resulting effect should be obvious. No one minded a serving girl. Besides, by the time they had even turned in the foxes' direction, she had already vanished in the crowd herself with uncanny skill. She was not letting Vertti vanish.