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[right][code]Gold City - Financial District[/code][/right][hr]

Wow, straight for the revolver. Honestly, pretty dumb to assume that Voyt would have gone undercover unarmed. The only gesture Arianna could afford was holding her hands up in self-defense before she completely froze, dead to rights.

[color=148457]"Okay! Okay, nobody has to get shot,"[/color] Arianna tried to reason. Her drones made a small fluttering mumble, reminding the out-of-costume cowboy that he was equally screwed if he chose to pull the trigger, being completely surrounded by a flock of robotic drones that could scratch, maim, and explode from any direction. The best either of them could do was stall for time. 

Arianna knew Daren was already on his way, but that he was slow, hopeless with direction, and easily distracted, especially by fighting. Voyt himself even summised that she was likely just waiting for backup to arrive. Arianna didn't hitch too much on Voyt having his own backup on the way. None of her sensors detected any radiowaves, either, meaning he must not have been communicating with anyone before she ambushed him. 

But also, Arianna wasn't exactly as frozen as she made it seem. She had a whole flock of independent drones, not just following wherever she went, but also all across the city. And right now, three little birdies were already inside of the Sunlight Shippings Office, just a few walls of concrete away from Arianna and Voyt. As Arianna surrounded Voyt with Drones, three of them flew off as soon as the assassin snapped around to face her, cutting a hole through and slipping inside of a window. As the rest of the office panicked to the chaos outside, the drones were picking open file cabinets and scanning over piles of documents for any mention of the Power Stone, Antarctica, or any other related names and buzzwords. Not a very effective method, but it was a way to get a leg up on MIRAGE's own hunt while she was held at gunpoint.

Of course, if Voyt managed to quickly figure out that Arianna had backup on the way, it wouldn't take him too long to figure out she was only stalling for time.

[color=148457]"You must be making some awful big bucks to associate yourself with a terrorist organization like this. All this trouble for one little rock?"[/color] Arianna chided, doing her best to keep him talking and distracted.

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[right][code]Gold City - Alleyway[/code][/right][hr]

[color=409C5F]"Sunlight Shipping, Financial District... Sunlight Shipping, Financial District... Sunlight Financial, Shipping District..."[/color] Daren repeated to himself as he ran through the backstreets of Gold City. Obviously a freak like him with a massive sword would draw too much attention, especially in a city that was on high-alert. Thankfully, HQ had several secret passages all across the city, letting him pop up wherever needed, and charted the backstreets and alleyways to travel through undetected. Just like Disney World!

Unfortunately, that was made with the assumption that Daren read through the public travel manual. Running around a few corners and under a few train bridges left Daren utterly stumped and without direction. 

[color=409C5F]"Huh... I swear I was just... What was I looking for?"[/color] He asked himself, befuddled. Probably should've written the location down. And waited for Ulric to give him the actual address. Suddenly, he felt a powerful tremor nearly take him off balance as another explosion went off, this one just a few hundred yards away.

[color=409C5F]"Yknow what, that's as good a place as any,"[/color] Daren mused, before running off towards it through the dark, seedy alleyways of Gold City, hoping to run into some trouble.