Dagger looks at her and then looks out the window.<span style="font-style: italic">Lovely. Just what we need, the police.</span>he thinks. He looks at her as they get off the plane. â€œIâ€™m going to swallow my fear of the crowds, just so we can get passed those damn police officers,â€ he says to her. In his past he had been arrested many times.  He grabs ahold of her sleeve and tugs her through the crowd as fast as he could. He could feel the fear builing inside of him. Finally they made it past the entire thing and were now outside. He looked at her and let out a sigh.  He noticed that she looked tired. â€œMaybe we should get a hotel room or something,â€ he says. He was tired himself. He was tired from fighting demons and he needed rest too cause healing took a lot out of him. They began to walk down the sidewalk, they looked like they were out of place to the other people. As they were walking, they heard a woman scream. â€œMy purse! My purse! He stole my purse!â€ The woman shouts. Just then a punk kid wearing all black with a black ski mask was coming straight at them. Dagger rolls his eyes and sticks his arm out and clotheslines the guy. The clothesline move hit him with such force that kid flipped over Daggerâ€™s arm and landed hard on the sidewalk on his back.<br/><br/>The kid then gets up and looks at Dagger. He pulls out a switch blade. â€œYouâ€™re going to pay for that,â€ he says. Dagger the grabs the bag and gives it to Stella. â€œGive this back to who ever it belongs to and Iâ€™ll deal with him.â€ He says. The kid then charges at him with the knife, but before he could use it, Dagger knocks it out of his hand. â€œYouâ€™re in way over your head, kid,â€ he says as he punches him and sends him flying. Dagger could hear bones cracking as he broke his ribs. The kid then holds his ribs and walks away. Dagger was glad he didnâ€™t have to kill him. Then he catches up with Stella.  They soon find a hotel. â€œI guess this will work for now, anyways weâ€™re only staying one day ainâ€™t we?â€ he asks as they go inside. Inside, the lobby was nice (Pic below). The man at the desk looked at them like they were going to rob the place. â€œCan I help you?â€ he asks in a snooty voice.<br/><br/>Hotel lobby-m<a class="postlink" href="http://kempinski.luxuryhotelsbudapest.com/images/Hotel%20Lobby%20and%20Reception%20at%20Five-star%20Kempinski%20Hotel%20Corvinus%20Budapest%20Hungary.png">http://kempinski.luxuryhotelsbudapest.c ... ungary.png</a>m