[img=http://i.imgur.com/Pu73RDa.png] [b][u]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Second Floor (Elevators)[/b][/u] As if on cue, the elevator door dinged open - and there stood Diane and Lucy, giggling and whimpering amongst themselves like genuine terrified women would be in this situation. Diane begged to be moved to somewhere safe, and with Mordie being security, that should not be an issue. At least the two bros standing at Mordie's sides said nothing in response to the cross-dressed boys' pleas. But Heather did. [i]"Kenneth, Mordie, I think those interviewees of Vasco are in on it. Do. Not. Trust. Them."[/i] Mordie's grin had reached its limit. She clapped her hands together. "Hun, you've stumbled upon the right gal! But ah'm afraid ya can't go back down there. Ya see the fight going on ground floor? Much too dangerous. Dearies?" She glanced to both Tom and Cid, both of whom looked right back at her. "Let's escort these lovelies ta somewhere safe, shall we?" The woman motioned for Lisette to enter in, followed by herself and the two bros after - just enough space inside to fit all six of them. Once the door shut, Mordie cancelled the first-floor order and instead pressed a different button. "Up we go, ladies!" --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/dO6vRyy.png] [img=http://i.imgur.com/t9SKBzc.png] [b][u]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Fourth Floor[/b][/u] Amy panted, glancing over the balcony to see how the ground floor battle turned out. ... Which didn't look remotely the same as when the crew burst into the lobby the first time. Everything was shattered, thrown, or otherwise broken - splayed with chunks of blood here and there, but luckily from Amy's height, nothing was in too much detail. In other news they seemed to have taken the fight to a different room. She bit her lower lip. Would they be all right, fighting one guy alone down there? Then again - Selan and Marcus were taken to the top-man, weren't they? "Shit." If only she could be two places at once. Trixie nudged at her companion. "Hey, Ames! We need to keep going!" Amy hesitated, glancing over her shoulder to the elevators. "Trix, hang on a sec. I don't... have the energy you do. Come this way." "What!? Why, what's over there?" The prankster skid to a stop, u-turned, and hopped over to Amy, careful to avoid the large hole Crimson Justice had punched through earlier. The woman had already backtracked towards the fourth floor's elevator. She mused over the two doors, pondering which way to go: up... or down? [i]Ding![/i] Before Amy could call for the lift, the door before her propped open, revealing the two bros inside, who then stepped out to reveal Mordie and three other familiar faces. Trixie gasped - but Amy pulled her close, hand over her mouth. Silently she watched as everyone departed from the elevator, Mordie leaving last. What an imp - Amy highly disapproved of the grin on the white-haired woman's lips, but she wouldn't dare risk injuring whatever plan the others around her may have thought up. At the very least, if that woman was an enemy, she was vastly outnumbered: one to five. Only when the group was further down the aisle did Amy push Trixie inside and jammed the door-shut button. Even inside the lift they could feel the floor rumble from the chaos downstairs. Hopefully Moira and Syed were not alone with that brute. "Gods. Sorry Trixie, whatever's going on upstairs will have to wait." It wasn't long before they arrived on the ground floor, and Amy immediately took off towards the casino - marked by its door-missing doorway and hole blasted into the wall from Bart's earlier confrontation with Don. Upon reaching the room, she noted as Xandra and Bart were locked in combat; Moira and Syed were further away, both roughened up and bloodied. Amy grit her teeth and held out her gem in their direction, casting a quick spell. The duo were encased in a familiar golden aura, a healing warmth that soothed their aching joints and helped slow their bleeding points. Another woman - Heather - was in the room as well, but neither Trixie nor Amy recognized her. The former outstretched her guns. "Where do I shoot!?" she cried out, announcing their entrance. If Bart looked their way during his combat with Xandra, he would see her double barrels aimed right down at him. Amy however ordered otherwise, watching the berserker arm herself with some statue. "Go to Moira and Syed. See if they have any suggestions or--" "Ay-ay, capitan! Leave it to me!" Without hesitation, Trixie dashed their way. --- [img=http://i.imgur.com/Pu73RDa.png] "Aaaand here we are! Into this room please, ladies!" The three Pride members in front cautiously pushed open a pair of double doors, revealing an indoor pool. Having been completely evacuated, it was almost eerily empty, with wet footprints all along the pool's ridges and abandoned bags, clothes, towels, and the like scattered all over both the seats and the floor. Myriads of children's floaty toys bobbed in the riveting water, rhythmic to whatever haphazard miniature quakes the lower levels were causing. Locker rooms were further in the back, perhaps linked to other doors down the floor's aisle as well. The shallow end was closest to those locker rooms - and the deep end, the entrance. Mordie entered last, requesting the two bros to remain by the entrance as she followed the other three further inside. "See, Lucy, Diane honey - ah told ya the pools here are nice. Safe too, innit? At least, there's no other folks freakin' out here. Freakin' out, runnin', slippin', knockin' us 'round - like so." Suddenly Mordie turned to Lucien, who stood closest to the pool, and shoved him right into the pool waters - right into the deep end. "Hope you can swim, Lucy-baby!" She turned to see the others - 'Diane', Lisette, Tom, and Cid - before resting one hand atop her hip and tutting them with her other. "Ah may not be from 'round 'ere, but ah'm not dumb. If ya wanna play fool with me, ah'll play too." Mordie snapped a finger in Dylan's direction, locking her eyes with his own. "Lemme see what ya got, hun." With a smile as impish as ever, she winked at the artist. [img=http://i.imgur.com/aiPoQUm.png] [img=http://i.imgur.com/xZU5HxC.png] Tom and Cid merely cringed at watching Lucien fall over, but immediately snapped to attention following Mordie's wink at Dylan. "Bro!" they cried out simultaneously for Lucien, running towards the water. Cid with his baton held high, and Tom with his pistol readied awkwardly. This woman - she had done [i]something[/i] to them - and now that they were free... they couldn't let the others fall into her trap! If they could knock her into the water too (and help Lucien of course) - that should slow her down and give the others a chance to ditch. "Oh my," Mordie cooed. She remained in place. "They're comin' right after me, Diane, darling..."