[h1][i][center]Dr. Freya, A warrior Goddess in Disguise[/center][/i][/h1]

As the party continued and both Jamie and Freya realized that Skye had vanished, things continued. The party moved along. The siblings traded a look, and traded a near imperceptible nod. Ingwe seeming to be coming back to himself a little, "Oh my...to be able to spend such time with a beauty as you, thank you for that honor Freya, but I fear I must return to my work. It has been a true moment, one that I will treasure." He starts to move away then stops and spots his boss and Skye coming down, his boss looking a little out of it. Skye leaving the man to the side. Ingwe making his way towards his boss. The sibling looking about and it's Carl who comes up and speaking in Mohican mixed with broken English, "[i]I think we'd better get ready to leave.[/i]" Jamie in Russian mutters, "Something is off. Very off, Sister we should move." Freya's eyes narrowing her eyes on Pavel and Ingwe, "Shortly." She says in Danish.

It happens in slow motion as Ingwe arrives at Pavel's side, only for Pavel to slip off the bar and slam into the floor. AS the fire alarms go off and chaos begins to erupt, Freya flashes her hands in First Nations Sign Language, [i]Here we go...follow my lead.[/i]

The trio, brother, sister and adoptive uncle all stride forward towards Pavel and Ingwe. And even as people are making their way to stairs and fire escapes the three get in close. Jamie moves forward and grabs Ingwe about the neck, and lifts. There's a gasp as the big African man fights for air at the chokehold. Carl isn't as big as Freya or Jamie but he's got a certain flare, a certain presence to him, and that pair of knuckledusters. He steps in and slams his fists knuckledusters in place into Ingwe's balls, causing the man to hunch, which gives Freya time to grab Ingwe by the face and lift him up, and that finishes with a sibling powered suplex, plowing Ingwe's shoulders and head into the ground.

The man lets out a hissing groan as he starts to pass out. The big African man as he loses consciousness gets to see people running now, as Freya stands over Pavel's body. Murder in her eyes, and he can distantly hear her saying, "You'd be so easy to just step on right now Andros, like a bug, under my heel. But, that's not going to happen." She's about to turn around when there's a bam. And Freya turns to see Jamie's driving a huge fist down on Pavel's ribs something popping and cracking, "You won't feel that right away." Carl hissing, "Enough you two, we need to get out. Freya you'll come with us for now. And we can drop you off somewhere else..." By then Ingwe passes out, but he'll remember this.

The trio make for the stairs, the few people who saw what they did, quelled by a triad of looks, two giants and an infamous soldier, no one will talk...right away.

They take the stairs far faster then any of the othe partygoers. On the way down Freya pressing the mic on one of her earrings, "Frigga here, making egress with Scion and Juggernaut Beta. I'll catch a ride with them off site, and meet up with everyone at the rendezvous point. How copy?" Carl shoulders open a door onto one of the lower floors so they can get out of the chaotic flow of those people trying to get out. Jamie coming out onto that level and pointing, "There! External Fire escape."

Soon the three are running down another few levels on one of those flimsy looking metal fire escapes, skirting the main press within.

Before long they are ground side, and trying to make themselves look disheveled enough to pass for just another trio trying to escape. Again skirting and passing the police asking for information, funny how a pair of giants can be so stealthy. It's a large custom-made truck that the three are soon piling into. Jamie squeezing into the driver seat, Freya on the passenger side and Carl in the back like a kid in a baby seat.

And soon a rumble as the powerful engine roars to life. And ignoring the flash of a hand torch as a cop trie sto wave them down. Jamie peels out, and into the beyond they go. As they drive Freya grumbles, "I should have crushed his skull." Jamie looking at her, "Gonna tell me the story of why you're so angry?" Carl groans, "Here we go..." And Freya starts to the story. There's an almighty roared, "You're fuckin' kidding me! Why didn't you!?" As the truck disappears into the darkness.