"Are you sure about this, Ma'am?" Jin asked. He scampered behind Isabella as she made her way to the back of the bar and opened a hatch in the floor. Isabella took the moment to crouch down and rifle through some of the items in the small storage area. She stood, hefting a pack onto the counter before slamming the hatch shut with a kick of her back heel. She made her way from the back of the bar, still followed by the concerned kitten as she took slowly climbed the stairs to her bed. She removed her boots at the foot of her bed and continued to stride towards the closet as she removed clothing items.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure about anything right now, but we've gotta make this convincing right?" she wasn't looking at the kitten as she answered him. Her attention was on the wardrobe in front of her as she searched a sea of clothing for something in particular. She snatched a black long sleeve crop top, a pair of cargo pants, and some simple white sneakers and set about putting the outfit on before gripping more clothes in her hands and striding back down the steps. She made her way down to the pack she had pulled out and set the clothes on the counter next to it. In a practiced series of motions, she pulled out, swung over her back and secured a brown leather shoulder holster around her, placed a pistol in the holster and two magazines in the ammunition pouch. Stuffing all the clothes inside, she shut the pack and hefted it onto her back.<br/><br/>"You check where Motto was?" She asked as she moved about grabbing items "He get curious and go off sightseeing?"<br/><br/>"The Prince contacted your chauffeur but hung up without making any requests," the kitten reported back, his golden eyes moving back and forth as he watched his Lady.<br/><br/>"Probably better that way," she replied nonchalantly as she flipped her hair back and pulled what she could manage into a loose ponytail "Call one of my cars over there, no suspected family affiliation, and tell them to sit in the front, no communication. Tell them to drive once someone's gotten in and stop once they've reached the Maroon Mountain Forest trail. The prince is a forest guy, he shouldn't get lost from there."<br/><br/>"I could go with him, Ma'am, just to make sure he doesn't get lost, y'know," Jin held his little head up high and his ears were perked as he suggested the idea<br/><br/>"After you've made the call, you can drop me off at the next building and then go get him," she chuckled as she hefted a sizeable metal bat in her hands. The kitten's form zoomed away in a streaky black trail as it went about doing as commanded. Isabella on the other hand had busied herself with something else.<br/><br/>CRASH. A solid smack shattered her patio door into a shower of tiny glittering fragments and quiet buzz could be heard from downstairs. A gasoline soaked carpet needed a single match to flare up in an orange wave of flame, before crawling and licking at the walls. Jin's streaky black form zoomed straight into Isabella and pushed her clean over the edge. The whispy cloud charged through the air, carrying Isabella down to a nearby rooftop before condensing back down into a small black bird.<br/><br/>"Go get Motto, and meet me in the Wilds okay?" the little black bird simply nodded at her words before flapping off. Isabella took a moment to look over her handiwork before a loud explosion and a ball of flame poured from the opening to the patio. Shaken from her daze, she made her way down.<br/><br/>___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>The small black bird had taken his time getting back to the Cafe, the thunderclouds had made the sky significantly darker, but he could tell it had gotten darker out. He beat his tiny wings and came to a stop at the back door before slipping through the frame and down the stairs.<br/><br/>He was greeted by the image of Motto half dressed, shuffling to put clothes back begrudgingly while the news played silently in the background. Images of the penthouse blaze were already on the screen.<br/><br/>"Is not wearing clothes an elemental thing or...?" the small cat sat on the steps, its tail flopping languidly as it spoke. He turned and hopped up a step before turning back around to look at the man. Your ride is here, sir," his tone was polite and his voice small as usual.