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[color=#ff8080]"The One Ring?"[/color] Valentine replied with a shit-eating grin to Tux's authentication question. Annabelle delivered a sharp jab with her elbow into the red-head's side, earning a noise of complaint from her.

[color=#990000]"Napoleon,"[/color] Annabelle said, speaking the genuine phrase she'd been assigned.

[color=#ff8080]"And Russian winter,"[/color] Valentine added, rubbing her rib sourly.

Annabelle had brought along an umbrella with her, while Valentine was satisfied with wearing a hood alone, though it was not waterproof. The soaked red clothing clung heavily over her hair, while Annabelle's form enjoyed overall sanctity from the torrential downpour. A flash of lightning, followed by thunder, and then the distant roar of some nameless beast turned Annabelle's attention aside across the rooftops.

[color=#990000]"You don't say..."[/color] she hummed after Tux described Penrose's situation. She'd not seen something like this in quite some time. She supposed, then, that this was why Penrose was oft nicknamed the 'Conflux' in the magical girl communities elsewhere. [color=#990000]"Seems a bit of a shame we're here breaking into Beacon, then, instead of out there, helping the city. It sounds as if it could some more hands,"[/color] Annabelle said, looking back to Tux. Both of the girls accepted the warm water, plain as it was. Valentine made a face after drinking some, and tossed the rest.

[color=#ff8080]"Think it'd be a good idea to have a nasty show up on camera nearby the HQ? Might be able to get some more of them to come outside looking for it,"[/color] Valentine suggested, stepping beside Tux to look out over the disguised building.

[color=#990000]"Annabelle Murgang, nice to meet you, Tux. You can call me Anne,"[/color] the black-haired girl introduced after Tux, [color=#990000]"I'm feeling quite alright, if a bit apprehensive of the city already. We came straight here."[/color]

[color=#ff8080]"Valentine, but you knew that already,"[/color] Valentine said dryly. She didn't have an answer as to her current 'feelings'. [color=#ff8080]"What're we looking for in there, anyways?  Sis' said it wasn't a smash n' grab, so... what? We looking for some juicy secrets? A prisoner?"[/color]

[color=#990000]"I'm curious if Beacon is aware of our organization at all,"[/color] Annabelle pondered. They were not new to the business, but it was the first time they'd be dealing with Beacon, never mind a Beacon [i]headquarters[/i], of all things. Big Sis had mentioned that Beacon wasn't their biggest worry, in the grand scheme of things, and that they were closer to the side of human alliance than others, and yet here they were, about to snoop on them. Keep your friends close, and your not-really-friends closer, Annabelle supposed.

[color=#990000]"How... long have you been on this rooftop?"[/color] Annabelle asked, puzzled. Her gaze turned back to the campsite Tux had set up. The word 'urban jungle' immediately came to mind.