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Rue's mismatched eyes flicked over to Fade as she picked up that shrill, panicked squeek in his voice. "Like I ever thought you actually trashed our apartment," she grunted, irritated with the entire situation. She hopped between the litter and after a short journey stopped before her room. The door felt like it was bolted shut, so she did the only thing she could comprehend to do at that moment. With a powerful blow she kicked in the door before freezing, still leaning oddly on one foot with the other still in the air.

There was a gaping hole where her window used to be. It was a clear answer to Fade's unspoken question, though Rue herself was a little too shocked to even say anything. Then her eyes narrowed, noticing a tuff of fabric on the jagged remains of her window-sill. Misty, she thought, leering.

No, she wouldn't let them think this was enough to get to her. Instead, the black haired technician stood straight and turned to her partner. "Let's just go," she said, voice impassive and dull once more. "Perhaps killing that witch will be easier now." Rue, eyes looking dead despite her rage, made her way back to the door.