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[h3]--The Next Step...--[/h3]

[@Kumbaris] [@ERode]

Lucretia put a hand against her chin as she pondered Sukoro's clarification to her statement; an interesting misunderstanding indeed, if Starsteel didn't just disappear, then why did it do exactly that early morning today? Someone or something must've deactivated them at the source, cut off the electricity powering the Formulization, the tolling bell that happened in tandem was likely correlated. However, it was unsurprising that the Godhand's intention with Starsteel was to delay instead of truly locking something away, which aligned with Lucy's conclusion that to [i]truly[/i] secure something, both formulization and mundane measures must be employed simultaneously; Starsteel by [i]itself[/i] was designed to stall Technologists, it would accomplish little against an Egoist's brute strength.

[color=76c0f0][b]"I see, induce a blackout of its power and the pattern will reset, understood,"[/b][/color] The petite polymath nodded, [color=76c0f0][b]"Agreed, and I will send Schwarzritter your way by tomorrow at the latest."[/b][/color] Although she tilted her head at the last bit, [color=76c0f0][b]"What competition?"[/b][/color] the question was spoken with every bit of genuine innocence the German girl could display, but her green eyes lit up merely a second later, [color=76c0f0][i]A contest to see who can be most swift at navigating the Starsteel labyrinth perhaps? Intriguing...[/i][/color] She'd definitely take a look at this competition for sure; she would be sullying the Konigsmahne name if she let herself be humbled by an Oriental at their own game. Apex Technologist prowess rightfully belongs to the Occident after all, particularly Germany.

With her business done, she turned away from Sukoro, walking together with the Nusantaran Egoist back where they came from, [color=76c0f0][b]"Because it's a statement, a challenge, one that I must answer as a Konigsmahne Polymath,"[/b][/color] Lucretia answered, her voice calm as usual but there was an inkling of pride underneath, [color=76c0f0][b]"Our House never settle for the average, we strive toward excellence in the pursuit of perfection, a 'tough nut' is no deterrence for us."[/b][/color] Bunga could swear that Lucy puffed out her chest with that boast there, what little was there anyway.

Perhaps it should've been obvious, but both of them were complete strangers mere hours ago so it'd be justified for Bunga to not know that Lucretia wasn't the type to pursue something that she had no interest, nor obligation to. The answer to her offer was all but written on the wall, [color=76c0f0][b]"Your happiness is unnecessary because I won't be tagging along with you, Miss Kurniawan."[/b][/color] Lucy answered bluntly, yet with that same genuine honesty that she showed to Sukoro, there was no personal feelings attached, [color=76c0f0][b]"I have other matters to attend, including but not limited to tuning Schwarzritter for Mr. Sukoro. Danke for assisting me in my search."[/b][/color] With that she went on her separate ways, sitting on Schwarzritter's arm as the two left the Elysium Conservatory.

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A little later, Lucretia found herself [s]standing[/s] sitting before the smoldering ruins of the library. [color=76c0f0][i]So this is why...[/i][/color] This Jeanne du Bordeaux... truly a black sheep of the Occident, a sociopath who was somehow blessed with great intellect, something she clearly didn't deserve. So much knowledge, just... gone, and all for what? Was she making a statement against authority and institutions? Or was it something as shallow as satisfying her pyromania? Some individuals in this world truly boggled her mind, it's as if there was no rhyme or reason to their actions, and Lucy believed that it was literally that for a few, genuinely insane people. Was Jeanne one of them? If only she could've been there to prevent this. With a regretful sigh, Lucretia asked around for a bit, particularly the Bermuda staff stationed around the scene of the arson...

It didn't take long for her to receive her next destination, to meet Maximilien Francois Marie Isidore de Robespierre, Polymath, Enforcer, and Head of the Committee of Public Safety. His office should be in the City Administrative Center building, westward from here. 

Thus, her loyal steel companion carried its mistress there, only putting her down once they have reached in front of the main entrance before furling into its compact form upon her command. Said mistress then entered the multi-story Brutalist-style structure before lining up to meet with the very same Swedish receptionist that a certain Universal Genius charmed a few hours ago.

[color=76c0f0][b]"Guten Tag,"[/b][/color] Lucy greeted her native tongue before quickly switching to Latin, [color=76c0f0][b]"I am Lucretia von Konigsmahne, I wish to arrange a meeting with Herr Robespierre regarding the matter of the library's destruction please. It is of utmost importance."[/b][/color]