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*Bell stares out from a window in her pent house. Spent from last nights affairs she lets her 'perfect' look slip off. She brushes out her hair and pulls on some normal soft clothes. Padding over to a soft leather couch she sighs and sits down pulling her knees to her chest. She had been missing for so long, that her brother had a lot of work to do to fix the problems caused by her disappearance. In fact she hadn't even seen her brother since she got home, of course they talked on the phone for a few hours and even in his cold crisp voice she knew he was totally worried and totally pissed off. Twirling a few strands of her wavy black hair she nudges her high heels off with her toes. Staring at the decorative room around her she sighs, her mother's sword rests on a plaque on the wall. The kitchen is filled top to bottom with baked goods, Bell got the habit of baking when she's bored or worried from her mother.*

Hmm.... not that bad..... but not breathtaking *A man on the outskirts of the city over which Twice Royal was dominant sat and watched. The massive tower was impossible to miss, especially to one who was sitting on top of one of the other buildings. No one would be able to find him so quickly atop such a structure. Even if they did, his purpose wouldn't be compromised* I wonder what she was like....... *With jaw length, almost black, navy colored hair and deep blue eyes, leaned back and sent out his telepathic connection. His white garbs gave him all the guise of a well-to-do person without giving away just how much of a noble he was. Through the telepathic conversation he was having, the man spoke outloud to himself* Yes, sir, I've found it. There's no way I could miss it....... yes, it has the same logo on the structure as that card you retrieved from Twilight. The address is the same as well *At that moment, the man looked down at the same card Bell had given to Twilight at Kaiori's home. For a friendly person, she needed to find a better way to let people contact her* No, no one saw me. I was careful. Should I proceed with the plan here?......... I understand. I'll keep a close watch and take action when the oppurtunity presents itself.... yes I remember the location you chose, sir....... Of course. If that thing shows up again I'll take care of it myself and secure the target. I'll keep you updated on any changes and progressions.......... Yes. Good bye, fa--..... right. I'm sorry. Over and out, sir. *The man sighed as he cut off the connection and once again looked to the card. Getting the card had almost failed, because Twilight had attempted to destroy it upon realization that it was what the man was after. What had happened to Twilight after that was not his concern. It was only thanks to his master's quick interference that Twilight had been defeated just outside Kaiori's home*..... this is taking too long for my likings......

Man: stare Does she take forever on everything she does....... honestly.... I'm going to go insane if something doesn't pop up soon.... *The man looked over the side of the building he was now on. He'd switched positions since earlier, but had made sure only to traverse building tops when no one was looking. Now seeing Bell's limo drive off, the man looked down at the one called Ross* Can't say I blame her for wanting to floor it stare can smell the guy from here. *Since Bell was moving, it was once again time for him to move. Quickly and silently, the man moved from roof top to roof top, keeping as low a profile as he could, and certainly keeping out of sight of the limo. Bell had too much security for his liking... especially since he wanted as little trouble as possible. He actually didn't even want anything from her, but his master thought she might be useful. Still, at this right, he might have to wait until she left the city all together before he could act*

Man: Hmm...... *noticing that Bell had left her limo behind, and seemingly with no guards, the man had to wonder if he should take the chance* She's been careless enough to go off without her guards before... and she is in her hometown, so maybe there's no need for them. Still... they aren't the problem... it's that damn watch. *The man sighed* Couldn't he have sent one of the Outcast for this job ~_~..... *The man, for now, just watched the coffee shop from afar. He couldn't afford to mess up his chances. He would either have to be so fast that Bell wouldn't have time to react, or he would have to be so sly that no one suspected him. Neither seemed that easy around this little princess* stare Maybe if I just casually went in.....

Man: *Deciding on a course of action, the man had thought it better for him to be a little more familiar with his target. It would also make it perhaps a little easier for him to get around without having to be so elusive. The door to the coffee shop would open, the man pushing on it with one hand while the other was in his pocket. With half lidded eyes he seemed to find his way to a table. The man's entirely white garbs made him stand out quite a bit from the others, but that wasn't all there was to him. Without summoning a waiter, he sat down and looked towards a window. His blue eyes seemed almost alluring in their own sense, and to Bell, they would probably cast a sense of familiarity. If Griffin had inherited Kai's eye color and not Apollo's, they would no doubt look stunningly like this man's, if not the very same*.......

Leaning back against the edge of a rooftop, the man shook his head softly. His dark hair was under his dark-grey bandana, to keep the moderately long stuff out of his eyes. He was of course dressed in all black, with his rifle sitting in his lap. The uniform he wore could nearly pass for something an authorized sniper would wear, except for the blood tear that was sticthed onto his right arm.

Leaning back, he peeked over the edge of the rooftop again, only to see the busy lit street below. No one could see him from there, and he doubted very much that anyone cared he was there. Getting on the roof unoticed hadn't been hard, and he suspected he had a lot of time left before they found the REAL repair man, who was obviously dead, his uniform laying off to the side. No one paid him and his duffel bag any attention, and so they never checked to see if he left.

Sighing heavily, he fished around his pockets for his smokes. The damned rooftop was lonely and cold. He couldn't help but want to be in a warm club, dancing or wasting money. With one last shrug, he turned over and looked over the edge again, his eyes once more scanning about. The simple black earpiece he wore remained silent. No one had spotted his target yet, and it would be foolish for KB to risk having Bell's security alerted before she was already dead. Too bad Twilight had stopped KB so many times before, if he hadn't, KB might have had a use for her.

*Finishing her cup of coffee she sighs and tosses down money with a large tip. Staring out at the foggy and now dark streets she tilts her head. Her curls tumble over her shoulders and she shrugs her jacket tight around her form. Glancing back at the man she quirks an eyebrow with her signature mischievous smile.* Most people don't wear white around here.*True to her words, if one would glance around they would find mostly dark or vibrant colors lacking white entirely.*