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((Uh, way to "waste" money and get into the center of attention XP))

Cwen shook her head when Maxwell mentioned switchblades. Regardless, that was probably the only type of blade that Maxwell could outclass her in... She realized why he used the switchblades. She never involved herself in bar fights. It wasn't becoming of a lady, and it was not proper for someone of her class.

The politician stopped a grimace from showing on her face when Max paid for the whole meal. She wanted to pay for herself and didn't want to be in his debt. Why did you leave that much money? It seemed "overkill" to her, but Lise couldn't think of a word Cwen would think of, so she wrote "overkill." She gathered her belongings and entered the limo upon Max's request. "Thank you, Mr. Hale," she said, thanking him for the meal and the ride. She didn't even bother looking at Ibane.

Aubia turned and looked at Elliot for a moment, her lips pursed, thinking. "...Yes, that sounds like a plan. Please Elliot, get as many of our people out as possible." Her voice was unusually soft, perhaps even - shaking? She took a deep breath, and her usual resolve came back.

"Here's what is going to happen. We are going to declare a state of emergency. The entire Admin compound must be evacuated. Tell the press it was simply several burst pipes that flooded some of the rooms - everything else was protocol. If they ask about Warlock, if it glitched... all it was, was a glitched meter. That's plausible enough." She drummed her manicured fingernails on the wall, thinking.

"Tomorrow, Elliot, I want you to meet me at the police headquarters. Bring Armand too. We're going to get to work."

((Here's an attempt. Wasn't really sure what to post. A little out of character for Armand, I think.))

The man with the mess of red hair chuckled. "Well, could be Warlock's lover trying to reach it," the scientist joked in response to Antoinette's question. "You know... there are all these peeping toms these days..." Armand sure didn't sound as frantic as the others. Then again, it was Armand after all.

He looked at Flarn. "You make it sound as if Warlock fell into the depths of watery graves down below in the deep great unknown... eh, well, I'd say Warlock is probably closer than we think. As Admins, we'll take care of it and if the city falls apart in the process... well, eh, the blame's probably also on you for causing people to freak out."

The scientist than looked at Jack and tilted his head. "Send another message."

Max nodded in agreement to Cwen's words. "Yes, I wonder if anything else has happened since we left the cafe?" With that said, he pressed a button and a small holographic screen presented itself in front of them. It was already on one of the news channels.

"Yes, Tom," spoke a reporter, "it seems several Admins are leaving the site. Our attempts to question them have been met with silence so far."

The godfather rubbed his chin and stared at the holographic screen which showed Admins evacuating their facilities. "Well, hopefully they can hold off the media in the meantime before mass panic erupts." Suddenly, a pictures of Maxwell and Cwen appeared on the screen accompanied by a reporter's voice.

"We have just gotten word that politician and businesswoman Cwen Hazard as well as... businessman Maxwell Hale... both from the Platinum sector, will be present at a press conference later today concerning the White sector crisis. You've heard that right, folks. Cwen Hazard and Maxwell Hale at the same time and place later today. Maxwell has been suspected of mob ties in the past, but there has never been any solid proof of this." The reporter went on and on.

Maxwell grinned at Cwen. "So--" BUUMMFF!!! They were bumped on the right side of the limo by the vehicle that was following them from behind. The force sent Max crashing into Cwen's right side. The news channel broke up, but continued as normal after a few seconds. He shook his head and shifted back to his side where he pressed a button to lower down the window about halfway. "HEY!" Max yelled at the car. "THIS LIMO IS EXPEN--" He stopped his words when he saw the emblem of a Black sector drug gang on the car.

"DABLE?" yelled a muffled voice from the car.

"Oh s**t!" the mobster grumbled out loud before looking at Cwen. "CWEN GET DOWN!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs as he grabbed Cwen's arms swiftly dragging her down to the limo's floor with him. Shots soon shattered the windows above them. TSHHSSHH!!! The windows were now gone but the bullets kept coming. Max looked at Cwen amidst the chaos with a smirk on his face. "The drug dealing Black sector gangs are especially mad at the both of us." He sighed without losing too much of his smirk. "That light saber's gonna come in handy right now don't you think? Crawl over to the door and unleash it on one of their tires. It will go right through this limo's metal." He shifted a bit so that Cwen would have room to make her move.

(( I AM SO SORRY TOO I AM SUCH A HORRIBLE RP LEADER))

Aubia watched Elliot walked away, and let her gaze fall to the floor. Her fierce brown eyes, not with no one to command, turned bleary and miserable. So much stress.... So stressful, today alone. If she ever got home, she would open up her new novel, and perhaps that would help her relax until tomorrow's meeting at the police station.

"Yes ma'am," she repeated glumly to herself, for no other reason than that she needed to hear her own voice.

And then, after one final round through the compound, she finally also evacuated.

((Alright, so, if you want, feel free to time-skip your characters to later that night, or tomorrow morning. I'm so sorry that when i finally posted, my post was so short. ;__; Shame on me!))

Jack Vegas Work Droid - R.C. #D-110
working away...


With everyone leaving the building Jack had no time to send another message, but he could do that anywhere there was an open pannel.
"Sorry man, no time just now. Tell you what. Pop by the RUST HQ later and I'll see what I can do? Oh and I'll message the rest of the robots to keep quiet... We don't want any panic..." He said as everyone split up into the croud.
Unplugging from the wall Jack made his way over to the rest of the RUST unit. They were also ready for leaving by the looks of things. Craning his kneck he looked for a robotic admin somewhere in their midst.
"Hey... Tell everyone to keep hush about this, I'm sure you already know what pannic would come about from this anyway, but just a reminder." He said into the ears of his boss.
"No worries Jack my boy. Evberyone knows what to do." He replied with an air of confidence in his team. Jack just nodded in agreement and got into line behind annother robot as they marched off back to their HQ.

((Meh got lost, my next post can be my time skip one XD This one just gets me out of the action untill either I or someone else brings me back in (^_^) ))

Just then, Elliot popped by and basically attempted to order him and direct the others out of the complex. Armand shrugged as Jack claimed there was no time, and he nodded when the robot mentioned that he could stop by RUST HQ later. And then Flarn was off to follow the line of people steadily streaming out of the White Sector. The same with Antoinette and then Jack.

Armand looked at Elliot with an innocent smile. "Funny business? I would never dream of that..." he replied sarcastically. "Ah, but it's so nice in here... what should I follow everyone else?" He winked at her as he saw Flarn's black figure drift out among the masses. A random though came into his head about how Flarn would react if the water creature woke up and found his tentacles in tied in the form of many bows. "Is that what you plan to do, Ellie?" There was something he was curious about, and he wouldn't be leaving until he dropped by his lab, even if Ellie had to drag him somehow kicking and screaming away... except he probably wouldn't really be kicking and screaming...

Elliot stood there, arms crossed, covered in dried blood, and watched several of Armand's new friends leave. One of them seemed to be a robot, and another looked like someone wearing complete body armor. He moved a little oddly, and Elliot's scientific mind puzzled about what could be under the armor. Was he human? Didn't walk like one, though he could probably blend in with a crowd, provided people didn't notice the sheets of metal covering his body. She turned back to her boss, one eyebrow raised.

"Funny business is your middle name, Armand," she replied blandly. Blinked. "Believe me, I've checked your birth records." She'd meant it as a joke, but she often checked the man's records, just to be sure she hadn't overlooked some bit of information that showed Armand wasn't fully there, or was perhaps only half human. Either theory would make sense.

"And yes, I plan to leave, just like you should be doing," Elliot added, fixing him with a steady stare. "I can't imagine you'd have any further business here." To emphasize her point, she waved a hand at the pieces of ceiling that had fallen in on them. Steady streams of white dust floated to the floor, a gentle forewarning of violence to come.