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[b]The Grande Diamond - Ground Floor[/b]
Moira's non-consenting flying tour of the main hall was cut short by the smashing and splintering of wood. Urgh, that stung, that really stung. Not to mention what a blow to the head did to her hangover. Plus having her skinny partner crash into her immediately after didn't help.

"Fuck!" she growled, roughly pushing Syed off her. She pushed at her knees to heave herself up. She was not equipped for something like this today, unarmed and in a summerdress. She really wasn't. But on the other hand... she just couldn't really bring herself to give a shit. "What the fuck just happened?!"

Slowly Syed stood up, his eyes fixed on the now damaged double doors as they closed. He hadn't managed to get a good look at him, since every time he got a glimpse so far either they or the man was sent flying into another room. He wasn't as polished as either the regular staff or the nobles though. Not to mention the skillset which reminded him a little bit too much of a certain opponent in a certain manor house. There was no lightning to help him here, no obvious power sources to give him that boost and let him do things he ordinarily couldn't.

But like hell was he going to stop. If this guy was their opponent, then so be it. They'd have to trust the others to find Estelle and Josette, to bring them back safely.

"It's the guy Don punched," he said quietly to Moira, flexing his shoulders and stretching his arms. Right then.

"What the fuck is it with you? For the last time, there's no way he'd fit his hair in there!" She then turned back towards the doors.

She stepped forwards, fists clenched, boots crunching against glass and wood as she stomped across the hall. A couple of security personel went for her, although they were intercepted by some very impressive moves by Clive.

"Sis! Bro! Are you okay?!" he called after them. Moira ignored him, but Syed gave him a small, thankful smile.

"This is pretty normal for us," he said almost dissmissively, before giving the band of all people an apologetic shrug. He then started to move his hands in slow, deliberate movements. Pieces of metal he could salvage from the debris began to float and spin in the air around him, giving off small arcs of electricity as they went. Piping from the edges of tables, a stool, a roulette wheel. Anything he could use to possibly support his teammates.

And as such they strode across the room, looks of determination on their faces. Geez, the doors were practically hanging off their hinges. Still, nothing a screwdriver couldn't-

Moira swung her arm around, before punching a door directly off it's hinges altogether and sending it rocketing across the room and smashing noisily against the other side of the lobby, catching a couple of security personel in the process. "OI!" she bellowed, grabbing a hold of the other door and pulling that off it's hinges and flinging it at Bart too. "You've right pissed me off! What the fuck was that for?!"

Syed cringed. He made sure that while staying behind Moira, he was at no point directly behind her. "Well, we did kind of break in-"

"I DON'T CARE!" she yelled. "We're in the middle of something! You're in our way, motherfucker! Move!"

She charged forward, fist ready to uppercut the fucker right up to the next floor.