<div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs38/f/2008/350/2/6/Galerians___More_Nalcon_Shots_by_Imari_chan.jpg)</div>"Why do you let him get away with it?" a voice asked from behind Meredith as Critz and the crew got on board the engine. The boy standing behind her couldn't have been a day older than eighteen. His tone was calm and patient to the point that it seemed lacking in emotion. The white jacket he wore ended just before his wrists, where fabric bands covered the rest. Soft and pale skinned, the blonde haired teen didn't look like he got out for much exorcise, much less for any kind of social activity. "We both know you're stronger than this." he continued, as though he thought he knew her from before. "We both know you can fight through the pain, that it only makes you more resolute. Don't forget that. It's why you were chosen." The boy reached behind his back, his hand returning with her mask, still wet from it's trip off the side of the barge.<br/><br/>Down the drag of the pier, it appeared that a crowd was starting to gather of some kind of commotion, several men with suits like the one she had seen earlier were involved in whatever it was that was going on. "Princess! Get your ass in gear or you're walking home!" Critz bellowed from the driver's seat of the engine, unaware of her conversation.<br/><br/>A scream from the crowd may have been just enough to redirect Meredith's attention for a split second. In the distance, there was a bright flash of light, people screaming, and a woman fleeing, followed by a second shortly afterward. When she looked back, the boy was already gone.<br/><br/><hr/>Marco wasn't about to go anywhere, and it seemed the one who had most recently showed up was calling the shots. That left the two that had come up from the pier to chase after the fleeing women. Mario wasted no time in his pursuit on Jamsine, knocking people over left and right as he crashed through the crowd after her. As Jasmine fled, she could feel intuition taking over as she felt her rush. Parts of the city block 'called' to her, as though she just someone could feel the right way to go. In particular, one alleyway between two warehouses, tucked away in the shadows, begged to be used as a spot to lose her pursuer.<br/><br/>Luigi, on the other hand, was having a much easier time. His silk suit shining against the pier lights, he had a fair leg up on Isa as she crashed to the ground. With a smirk on his face, he reached out to grab the girl. "You look like you'll fetch a fair ransom..." he shouted after her as he made a lunging grasp.