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Reina scowled fiercely as she saw the woman in the window. She started to move to chase when it stuck her. The woman's behavior was odd, she would not have purposely revealed herself unless she was trying to draw one or both of them away. Something fishy was going on here and Reina wasn't going to fall for it. she planted herself firmly by the door. Glancing back at the window where she had seen the woman " Shes playing with us." Reina muttered to Ed " she wants us to follow her, but if we leave to pursue her, then our post will be unguarded. that's what she wants"

Cetus-One had some investigation to do. It started with precarious climb out the window since she had discarded her grapple in favor of her Pokemon instead. However, she had only relied on them for means of escape and nothing more. Crackling her knuckles, Cetus-One began her descent. She had thrown her heels ahead of her to the ground below and slowly inched down into the underbrush. With a silent rustle, she landed in the thickets and slipped on back her shoes. Interestingly, it was a surprise to see Willamina's room was just above the sapphire room. How curious.

As she scrambled through with hopes of not being spotted outside the room's window, Cetus-One tripped over something and clattered to the ground. So much for being secretive. What she had uncovered certainly caught her by surprise. It was that officer: Officer Wimple. He was alive still -- only knocked out. At least he was breathing. Victim number two, as he appeared, bothered Cetus-One more than anything. It was not because of his obtuse posture or his rather ugly expression. No -- it was because something was strapped to his waist and blinking red in a patient tick.

At once, Cetus-One panicked. She bounced up, kicked in a window, and yelled, "Get DOWN-!" in a coarse voice not of nurse Nora. It was than the western wing of the estate exploded. The force and fires ripped through the half of the building, tearing away wood and careening glass shards like bullets through the air. Cetus-One was blown back from the force and directly into the opposing wall. Her disguise was torn to shreds -- the wig unlatched from her head and sat a distance away smoldering and her ruffled dress was a heap of shreds to reveal her uniform beneath. A large wedge of glass had lodged itself into her torso and smaller pieces along the lengths of her arm. Thankfully, she worse a protective piece of black under her vest. The skirt was just added for a fashion statement. Her arms stung with pain from the little clear thorns that protruded her skin. The grey was only fire retardant, not bullet proof, so her arms sustained most of the explosion damage.

A lengths away, Cetus-Two yawned a little, drew in a breath, and watched the proceedings. Her plan to lure away the cops came to no avail so she had to resort to her other method. It sucked sacrificing that orange haired lad, he was pretty cute. Nevertheless, it was worth giving up one to take care of others. Hell, she even got lucky with possibly taking out her competition. Now getting the sapphire would be a piece of cake. She maneuvered into the opened section of the room with little care, stepping past the blown out sensors and to the case. It had not survived the blast, thankfully, so it made it must more easier to just wham the case with her fist and pull out the gem. It sparkled in her grip, untouched and gorgeous as ever. That was easier than she suspected.

Ed heard a frantic voice shout "get down!" and was dropping before he had even processed the shout. His decent towards the floor was sped by the concussive force of an explosion behind him. After a few seconds, sense returned, and Ed took stock of himself.

Prickling on his back, and a burning line across the back of his scalp, told him that he had been hit by shrapnel of some sort. His legs seemed mostly all right, and he rather suspected the shrapnel had once been the window. With all the prickling on his back, Ed was very glad he had been wearing his bulletproof vest. Some glass had gotten partially through it, but that was to be expected. Kevlar wasn't meant to stop sharp force, or anything moving too much slower than a bullet. But it had slowed the glass down, and absorbed much of the force.

Having decided his own condition could be classified as 'a bit battered, but not seriously injured,' Ed looked around for the puppy. She was already up and looking around. Good, she seemed like a well-trained pup, he'd hate for anything to have happened to her.

"Dang. That's one way to get past the security system," Ed commented dryly, hauling himself to his feet. Turning, he saw that woman reaching for the sapphire. "Hey!"

Reina glared at the two. Great now there were two of them. Just one wasn't enough, no she had to be plagued by two of them. She briefly wondered what she had done in a past life to deserve this. She tensed as Cetus-two charged at Cetus one and gasped with surprise as the woman ended up colliding with her and ed.

Cetus-two smiled and slowly began her descent elsewhere. It was quite nice weather for the day, wasn't it? Too bad she'd have to return to the heat of the desert sooner than expected. It was comforting staying amidst air conditioned rooms and snuggling up in a bed all day. Ah well. Her duties were done. She had no choice but to return.

Cetus gritted her teeth and forcefully flung herself from the two. She attempted another run at her impersonator but was yanked back instead with a handcuff closing around her wrist. "Arceus damn it!" she cried as she watched her doppelganger make a light dash away. "Let me go, let me go! That witch is going to get away, take this crap off me! Aargh!"

Ed smiled. "She's such a good puppy," he told Cetus. "I didn't even have to tell her to fetch."

Reina's eyes widened as she saw it was Willamina, but she couldn't care less at that moment. Running quickly she launched herself at the girl trying to tackle then pin her. She paid no thought to the helicopter and who might be in it, all she wanted was to subdue this suspect. She had caused Reina no end of grief and she had even tried to blow them up!!

Cetus face-planted into the mangled ground and felt the air whiz out of her as if she was a whoopee cushion lacking the amusing wet fart. At the canine jests, she just sweat-dropped. Seriously? Sure, some people have interesting fetishes but come on, the fella is like, what, forty!

"I'm not a Growlithe, you mongrel!" Cetus barked beneath the weight of her lungs heaving. "I should remind you, I'm going to kick your a** when I- STOP WITH THE DOG JOKES."

Reina's attack, though stunningly maneuvered, was a tad bit too late. A roll of ladder swung down from the aerial vehicle and pulled Willamina up as she grappled on, leaving the officer to launch as nothing but quaint, afternoon air. Willamina kept that coy smile plastered and as the helicopter descended into the sky, she flicked down a manilla envelope that slapped lightly onto Reina's forehead. It was addressed, "" in a shoddy penmanship recognizable to the officer's eyes. Only Wimple scribbled such ugly script. But why did Willamina have it? Whether the officer decided to take a look now or later was most certainly her choice, considering there was still the apprehended Galactic Grunt to deal with.