Haeftin had done a marvelous job of being a distraction. It would be a shame not to take advantage of that opportunity - and besides, it would be rude not to let him have his fun. Mezmoriia waited for an opportune moment, when Haeftin was between her and the enemy, and stepped away toward the house.<br/><br/>She called out to the soldiers guarding it. Telling them there'd been a change of plans was, perhaps, a little bit redundant, what with the flaming burning death and all...<br/><br/>What the man had said was true. Mezmoriia didn't belong on a battlefield. There was a time that hadn't been the case - when she could have handled herself fine, been an even match for him, with or without Haeftin. Now she was sending one of her teams to do that instead. Too much paperwork! Too much behind-the-scenes intrigue! Too long since a real fight. It'd left her weak, and he had called her out on it, and that -<br/><br/>Mezmoriia abruptly realized her anger was bleeding over into the orders she was giving. An unfamiliar emotion presented itself to her consciousness.<br/><br/>"Right. Well. Apprehend him. I want him alive. The nymph's up there - her too. Get to it."<br/><br/>She left hurridly. She'd rather be in the house arresting Ms. Nettles than out here with the fire. But there was another reason - her mind had analyzed the emotion and recongized it as embarrassment.<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/>Mezmoriia didn't expect to see what she saw inside the house. She expected even less to see her quarry opening the door right in front of her.<br/><br/>She'd gathered the other soldiers to her before climbing onto the porch. It took everyone a moment to realize what had just happened. In another setting, it could have been a comical sight - four inquisitorial soldiers and an inquisitor herself, blinking confusedly at a handcuffed girl.<br/><br/>Then it became a lot less funny, as the soldiers tried to grab Fossil in one loud chaotic mass of blades and limbs, startling even Mezmoriia.<br/><br/>"Damnit! Get her, get her! She can't evade us again!"<br/><br/>(Composure? What composure?)