(Under Control) McClellan After Hours Club

[Coco]

"I...No!" Coco barked, the strangeness of the situation, the silence of her companions, the ones she trusted, eroding the crutch of florid eloquence which she usually relied upon. "Those...those are something else. They don't exist in five places at once. Not that I know of." Faceted eyes flicked left and right as she racked her brains for knowledge that she did not possess.

"Look, we need to find your friend. To find the man and the woman who took him. He's not in this hangar, but in another one. Do we need to worry about these gates? If so, then lead the way, for I know nothing that might help. If not, then forget them and let us focus upon finding who we need to! And...and let's just throw him in the bathroom and wipe up the blood." She said, nodding at the corpse. "There's no cameras, they can't trace it back to us."

[Coco]

"I'm not babbling," Coco muttered, shooting a spiteful look at the wolf. "But, fine, we'll deal with the body. I guess it is our fault, anyways." Unbidden, all four facets of her eyes fell to the motionless body, that still shell which had once been a man who'd only longed for home. A man who'd been trapped in banality. A man who'd been forced to labor for hopelessly dull hours and who'd only fallen victim to their plot because of the sudden spark of beauty they'd brought to his life. A spark they'd extinguished with violence moments later. That and all else which had once existed behind now unseeing eyes.

Mouth falling into a grim line, the Claviger walked over to the body and bent down to grab one of its wrists. A ragged breath gently shook her shoulders and she tried to swallow the sudden spike of emotion away.

"Where are we taking it?" she asked the wolf quietly quietly, lips barely moving.

[Miach]

Looking away from his failure - and the dead man that went with it - Miach creased his eyes, and started shivering. Whether from fright, tiredness, or guilt... it was hard to say. But he felt cold, tired, and lonely, longing only for Esmeralda's sweet embrace. Except Leo was probably thinking exactly the same thing, and the Acanthus had been there before. Sharing those very feelings amplified a hundred-fold.

Listening to Coco and then Mal, he ignored the silent Aaren Eloi , and instead was glad that they'd take care of the body. He had no idea how, but they had come so far, and they wouldn't leave without the Obrimos. Instead he then turned toward Ariadne , too unsure to take the lead in their case. "Sounds... right, right ?"

[Ariadne]

"Agreed." Good less worry of them seeing any more willworking.

"Lets head to the next hanger and see if there's anything off there." Ariadne says to Miach with a nod towards the next hanger. Hopefully Space Sight will work. If not this is going to be bad.

[Miach]

Miach felt like throwing up, no matter how strong his denial of responsability, and followed Ariadne toward the next hanger through sheer stubborness and dedication. "Find Leo... Find Leo... Fin Leo..." he could be heard muttering as he looked up up down down left right left right...

[Coco]

Mutely, the Wasp followed the lead of the Wolf. Coco had refused to meet her gaze. Only a nod had come in response to Malory's words.