Xena glares at him. "Whatever." She says. She looked and saw a man come running in. Wondering who the hell was stupid enough to break into arrogant bastards mansion. Whoever it was she didn't care. They gave her the opening she needed. She jumped up after they left. Running and kicks off the heels. Throwing them aside. She could run faster and move easier without them. She ducked outside. Running the opposite way the people fighting were. Still in the dress she climbed up the chainlink fencing and jumped down to the other side. Dress flaring up a bit as she fell. She landed and stumbled a second. Then ran quietly towards the car that was waiting for whoever was breaking in. She climbed onto the back of the car. Pushing up quietly the back. Sliding in as quiet as possible. Holding her breath. When the car suddenly took off flying away she held onto the back of the car.<br/><br/>Once they were far enough away from the mansion she smirks. Jumping out the back of the speeding car. Tucking and rolling before jumping up onto her feet. She takes off running. Ironically in the direction opposite where the men were looking. She ran until she came to an abandoned, old, and falling apart park. Panting she stops and stands still. Looking around. She held her chest a bit as she was breathing heavily. Her heart was racing. "Haven't had this much adreniline rush since was back in the states. Before dad found me. Before he forced me away from mom and took me to Washington. Before he became president." She says to herself. Bare feet were small and child like. She started walking again. Keeping on guard. Those damn men weren't going to give up. She would need to find something more mobile to wear. Though at the moment she didn't really know how to do it.<br/><br/>She heard something and picked up a heavyish branch. Whirling around to face whatever had snuck up behind her. "Who is there? Show yourself! I know someone is there!" She may not look it but before her dad found her she was a street kid or teen. She had street smarts. She was trained in martial arts of various types and a street fighter. She was no pushover. Seeing no one she dropped the branch and took off running again.. She accidently, a bit further on, bumped into someone. She turned her gaze his way and jumped back a bit. She felt panic and the need to run still. This was making her distressed. She only had so much time before arrogant bastards men caught up to her. She wasn't frightened...mostly. Mostly she was panicked and angry.<br/><br/>She blinks when the man spoke to her. Taking him in and studies him. He didn't seem to be wearing the same tiny insignia as the others. "Yes. No. Well sorta." She says. Her gaze shoots behind her. Sounds of faint yelling catching her attention. "Yes. Yes I am. I have very pissed off men following me. I played Houdini and escaped them and their boss is not happy. Not that I really care that he isn't happy." She says. Speaking quickly. "Can you help me?" She asks. Looking behind her. "Not much time. I only had a bit of time lapse. Running in a dress, which don't even want to be wearing, is not an easy feat." She looks over her shoulder again. "If you can't help me please say so soon because otherwise I need to take off running again." She says. Her tone filled with slight fright, total distress, and quite a bit of panic.