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Eve walked into Roma's office."She rapped spftly on the door before walking in."Hello...um"She looked at the name on the card she had been given."Roma?...I was told to see you about a partner."She said in a soft very shy voice.((Omni is supposed to be her partner until someone else A.K.A Imerius arrives.))

"Look, I really don't have time for this."Omni sighed."I'll pretend I never saw you if you just leave now."He said.He needed repairs to be able to take anyone in anyway, so he might as well just get back with minimal damage.

"I don't eat." Mercav said flatly as he entered, examining the room curiously.

"Um, no thank you. I'll...erm...we'll be fine," Clare said with a nervous laugh as she, too entered. She shot Mercav a glare before turning to Desruc again, "You have a very nice place, Des--" she suddenly froze. Her ears picked up and she whirled around in a complete circle. She tip-toed over to one of the walls and plastered her ear against it, "Dess, have you been hearing strange sounds coming from this wall lately? Or, has anything strange or paranormal been occurring in here?"

Mercav rolled his eyes, "There she goes again..."

"You look like you could need some food, pale as you are..." Desruc muttered as he walked into the tiny kitchen, a wall-less space above the counter allowing him to carry on the conversation as he searched.
"Thank you. And nothing more strange or paranormal than the usual. Why?"
Automatically, he paused, kneeling in front of the cupboards as his mind cast out, searching quickly for any foreign electronics. Part of him remained behind, to respond.

"Y...Yes sir." She said and turned around to walk out. She then realized she had no Idea were he was."So where is this guy exactly?"She asked

Raiden sighed.Thanks to his vamparism his wounds wear healing quickly."Well I'll back later...I need a meal."He said and with that he was off down the streets.

"You have a stray soul in your walls," Clare said casually as she tapped on the wall, "Don't worry. I'll take care of it."

"You mean I'll take care of it..." Mercav grumbled. He moved over to Clare and, with a heavy sigh, disappeared into the wall. A few moments later, a flash of white shot out from the wall and stopped in the middle of the room. The white swirled upwards and took the form of a person. Clare immediately pounced and thrust her hand into the chest of the white, chanting an ancient-sounding language as she did so. There was a horrible screech and the white burst into nothingness. Clare grinned ear to ear and gave Desruc a thumbs up, "Taken care of!"

Mercav walked back out of the wall and folded his arms out in front of him, "Well, this will certainly take some explaining..."

Stepping back she surveyed her work. With a nod she turned around and set the stuff she had been given down slowly, as not to make noise . "All done, what done you think?"

Ruth started to worry. The robot was not attacking them. He was just standing there, beeping.
"What do we do now? Do you think I killed him?"
"Not likely. He's just being odd."
"He's beeping like a bomb. Maybe he's going to explode."
"I hope so. I could do with some extra heat."
"Are you crazy?"
"No. It wouldn't harm us. I could take out the heat. Hey, do I feel telephone waves?"
Ruth passed her palm across the air. It was giving off radiation patterns like a phone.
"I read somewhere that telephone calls are basically electric pulses. Maybe becasue he's a robot he can cut out the middle man."
"Do you mean..."
"Yep. Five seconds and we're Agent soup."
"More Agents?" Archer rubbed her hands together with glee. "Well, it's like losing a penny dime and gaining a pound dollar. I've been looking forward to a good fight for ages."
"But Archer! They're really strong!"
Archer grinned.
"Strong? Ha! We're Gifted!"

Suddenly Ruth noticed something else from the corner of her eye.
"Archer, Shift, now."
"Why?"
"I'm not joking. Someone's watching us, and they're carrying a gun."
"Ah."
"It's pointing at your head."
"Oh dear."
"Why aren't you bothered?"
"It's caled keeping a cool head."
"Well, if you want to keep your head, then shift! Now!"
Archer grabbed Ruth and shifted behind a buliding.
"That good enough for you?"
It wasn't really. They were stuck. They couldn't go back to Haven, or the Agents would see them. They couldn't stay here, because they would be shot. They couldn't run, because they would be lost. The only thing they could do was fight. Which seemed to please Archer. But Ruth was more worried.
I'm probably going to die.