Karogen shuddered abit as Lady Alhanda screamed at him, but his will wasn't budging.<br/>In fact, his normally yielding personality seemed to reach out a more, his calm voice seeming abit more... erratic, his facial expressions abit more wild as he spoke.<br/><br/>"I already told you all I know.  I said, we -were- like brothers.  I kinda did something that should make him detest me, and we had lost contact for years until I got his invitation from some messenger boy.  All I know, is he -probably- wants you dead.<br/>As for the old fart in the basement... Yeah, he looked familiar, but I don't know where from.  Hell, I could have probably been wrong, mighta never met him before in my life.  If he's in with Eric, why don't you ask -him- where he is?"<br/><br/>Mark was most definitely over-stepping his bounds with the way he spoke to her- but he didn't even care right now.  The stress had gotten to him, and he was more of his old self at the moment.  His eyes were abit wide, his lips curled into something that could either be a grin or a grimace, depending how you looked at it.<br/><br/>-----------------------<br/><br/>Faust's mouth hung open, as he saw the Sergeant nod to them, and point them to the way of the gas station... pretty close to where Faust himself had decided to sit.  He glared at the three as they walked by.<br/>"Hey!!  What do you three think you're doing!?"<br/><br/>Marice yawned. "Well, I -thought- we were gonna go kill stuff, but it looks like there's no fighting going on in this neighborhood.  So instead we;re gaurding -you- guys!"  A cheerful smile spread across her lips.<br/><br/>"I don't really know you, little girl, but I've seen you around in the S.E.M.," Faust snarled.  He raised a finger towards the blades she held.  "Those.  They don't belong to you.  I suggest you return them."<br/><br/>"Finder's Keepers!" She said.  "Besiiides, what does Mr. Karogen need with them anyway?  If we get to free him, it's not like he even fights with them!"<br/><br/>Before Faust could open his mouth to speak again, Emiko was in his face, her eyes a mere few inches from his.  She smiled slightly, before speaking in a low voice so the others could not hear.<br/>"Faust, dear... I suggest you be quiet.  I know exactly what you've been up to this whole time.  I just wasn't going to break the news to Karogen until I had abit more proof.  I'm watching you..."  She gave a slight wink, then motioned for the other two to follow her, taking thier posts near the gas station.<br/><br/>Jenten leaned his head to the side.  He may have had bad sight, but the same bloodline that blunts his vision also sharpens his hearing.  He had heard what the woman had said to Faust, but was clueless as to what she meant.  Either way, he figured it was best left alone for now.<br/><br/>As the three walked away, Faust glared in shock and rage.  Suprisingly... he seemed more angry that half-fur had stolen Karogen's Katar, rather than Emiko's revelation.  Emiko had always been quite intelligent.  It was no wonder she found him out.  But He knew well that Karogen wouldn't believe her over him without proper proof...  Which there was none.