<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Warrens, New Wolfenstein</span></span><br/><br/><br/>A young man smiles slowly at the women whom lies calmly in her bed as he straps his swords around his waist. "Was it go for you as well?" He offers a smile that'd make even the deepest devil in hell want to be his friend and she nods. "Oh my sweet, please say we'll meet again by the morrow?" She ask and just before he can answer a door to the room slams open. "Hayes you damn foul creature you've be-fowled my daughter for the last time." The man who has swung the door ajar is the girls father and his face is red with rage. Hayes is quick as a wick however.<br/><br/>"Love, you might want to cover your breathing holes." The girl eyes him for a moment confused but then sees Hayes' hand going for his belt where his smoke bombs sit. She is quick to grab her covers and use them as makeshift clothes as she presses them against her noise and mouth as she flees the room. As her father charges the man Hayes let's a signal bomb fall from his trousers belt and leaps for the window as a cloud of smoke explodes filling the room to it's brims with smoke and fog. The father begins to cough and cover his mouth dropping the sword he'd had drawn when he'd entered however aside from making the man cough the smoke only covered young Hayes' escape it was never meant to be a weapon after all. Merely a tool to avoid conflict when he was able.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Castle Taloneyes, New Wolfenstein</span></span><br/><br/>"Lady Felica time to awake we've a busy day ahead." The young knight slowly pulls the tapestries that cover the grand windows in the princesses room. "After all tis' the founders day we mustn't dally all day the festival begins soon and we'll want you to look your best. Sir Alucard will be there after all." As she mentions the fiancé to be by arranged marriage a group of hand maids swoop into the room and pull the covers off the princess and begin to drag her up and towards the wash bin whilst another group begins to gather her clothes for the day.