The ANT's fell completely for Desmond's trap, note even noticing Nate run up the alley wall. Their simple, bio-computer brains immediately picked up on Desmond's face, his heart rate, his sweat output, and calculated he was guilty of something, so off they went after him without paying attention to anyone else. They were single minded and not overly bright, but even a brain on a stick could read something as obvious as chase the guy that was running from you.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for them, Desmond was a good sight smarter then a brain on a stick, and the heavily armored, but not so heavily armed ANT's ran head first into his trap. Gunfire from the Lupin gang, and lazerfire from the BUG's could be heard by everyone for three city blocks, including Jason.<br/><br/>He'd waited for Mis Irons until he figured she wasn't going to indulge him by answering, so he'd left her package and was soon off to find other people he was supposed to deliver things for. Half way to his last letter, he saw Desmond and the little-known (but highly prized by Boss) filch Nate nearly get cornered by ANT's. He should have been worried for them, but instead he was just immensely entertained as Nate rabbited like a frightened kitten (even though the ANT's wouldn't have even bothered him standing next to Desmond) and Des ran as fast as his feet could carry him. It wasn't hard to figure out Desmond's rout, so by the time he reached the top of the building Jason was already there, munching on one of the apples he'd brought for his lunch.<br/><br/>"Smooth moves, monkey man." Jason said nonchalantly as Desmond hauled himself over the edge of the roof. "This is why I go bird, it's way easier to lose the WASP's then ANT's. Apple?" Jason pulled another apple out of his bag and offered it. "Fabricated in the finest processors this side of floor six."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the streets were clear for Nate. Not an ANT, WASP, or other insect-themed police bot was to be seen. He needn't worry though. He was a little more of a heavy user then most on floor five, but it wasn't as noticeable, and everyone around here at at least a little bit. So long as he didn't open the box and yell 'beast fire sale' at the top of his lungs, he would have smooth sailing from there on out to Desmond's place...