<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Angel_sanctuary_1_by_heise.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><em>~Faith/Outsider Second/Bronk's Basement//Tagged: All there~</em></div><br/><em>”Send help... there will be blood everywhere...”</em><br/><br/>Faith's demeanor flipped like a switch as Soren uttered those words into the phone. Her face lit with utter joy, and she literally squealed softly like a little girl, clapping her hands. As Soren turned from her making his way up the stairs, she would most certainly follow. In fact she would skip. Quite a feat in the boots she was wearing.<br/><br/>She came directly behind Soren as the basement door was opened, her smile bright, much as her eyes. Back and forth she moved behind her  Leaders back, first one broad shoulder then the next, gazing heavily upon Isaiah and Ahri. She giggled as she noted the man stepping back and moving the obviously young girl behind him. The fact he wasn't quaking in terror at the sight of Faith and Soren spike volumes in her opinion. ” Mmmm..evening indeed kitty. Look at you playing Hero. And they say chivalry is dead! You Sir, are a pillar of humanity..” Bending she would snatch up the can of spray that Ahri had dropped, lofting a slender brow in the girls direction, smiling and purring low as orbs of gold glowed over Soren's shoulder. ” You really need to think about a weapons upgrade pretty thing. Pepper in a can is so....human...”<br/><br/>A slow wink she would afford Ahri, the smile pasted upon blood stained lips beginning to work into a leer. But anything she had in mind came to a complete halt as first Nadia then Ricardo made their appearance. Her mood shifted from playing with her would be toys to instant rage. Her purr slammed into a low growl and she hissed at the pair, moving from behind Soren to stand beside him. Her chin would lift as they both began to speak, her eyes widening, her hands curling to fists, one clutching the can tighter. Slack her face would go, her body beginning to relax, soon enough whispering a single word. ” Home...”<br/><br/>For several silent moments she would seem to have fallen into the Royals web, until she would choke a bit, work into a smirk, then simply bust up laughing. Pointing at the pair she would dissolve into mirth, beginning to click her booted heels together as she began a mantra. ” Home, home, home....home, home, home....!!!”