<blockquote><div><cite>Reizu wrote:</cite>Reizu looked outside the window. "Alright. Next objective is to get the bus, right? We need it more than ever now. Knowing where we stay, they've probably invaded your homes by now."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Uh uh! Not _my_ home. Anyone not authorised by me, if they can even get through the protections on the exterior, will end up as a puddle on the floor. And that _isn't_ just a figure of speech." She grinned like a predator. "Looks like you won't need the one I kept alive. Pity, being sandwiched in between the head and body of his fellow as he expired would have done wonders for his talkativeness when I reformed him."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Dundee, I'm really sorry about this. I didn't expect it at all. Don't hold it against Ptricia, it's totally my fault. I hope you can forgive me."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The crocodile grinned. "No worries mate! Me and the missus have been wanting a couple of days off. Ptricia covers our insurance, so we can get the builders in today. I've been wanting to redecorate anyway."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>He turned back around to Reizu. "I think our homes are safe. Besides, Sor told me he's set up a guard on my apartment, and I highly doubt they'll get past Ptricia's wards. Yeah, your bus. We better get rollin'."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"I suggest you ride pillion this time, Reizu, less conspicuous. I want to know how they tracked us here."