@TaciturnTiger:  "You know... I think I'll just negotiate my surrender later." He grits his teeth and steps in as the pink mist dissipates at your feet, the air slightly sour and thick, but palatable, breathable nonetheless.  Even at the first landing, a wolf with a loaded repeating crossbow snoozed silently on his back.  Up and up, staircase after staircase, felines, foxes, humans, rodents, lemurs, apes... one for every other floor.  And it was a tall building.  Most carried regular weapons, a few in breastplates... quite lootable if you wished, and Carlos was partial to taking up a deflective armor piece himself.<br/><br/>"Oh, Bruce..." The mouseboy stops as he nearly trips over a human, a neko in fact, some strawberry blonde older teen with a heavy-duty casting staff and tigerlike ears.  "We never got along... can I?" He asks, popping his jaw and leaning down with a hungry look in his eye.  "I promise to make it quick..."