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Once they had put some distance between themselves and the majority of the chaos and found an alleyway, Simon took a deep, steadying breath as he leaned against the walls of the alley. They alley they had stepped into was the space between two club buildings, back entrances to those clubs found here. Lucky for them, the sun wasn't in a position to light the space up completely, meaning they were at least harder to see than if they were in the streets, even with Axel's head practically being a camp fire. He ran a hand through his hair, letting Axel just scream for now. It's probably good for him to get it out of his system, and Simon was just happy it wasn't entirely directed at him. His mind raced with thought, putting together everything that happened in an attempt to decide how to act. After a few moments of thought, Simon finally snapped his fingers in the midst of Axel's ranting.

"Axel, stuff it. We're here to hide, not to invite the entire watch to beat us up in an alleyway," He said, pushing himself off the wall he leaned on, "Okay, we should be fine here, for now. Let's just not go into the streets for a bit. What'd you guys hear from the crowd? All I got was that the Wasps and the Hounds are fighting because of our lie."

He said the last part with a barely subdued smirk, clearly very amused with the fact that they had managed to stir up this much trouble. He knows he probably shouldn't feel so proud, because if it's revealed that they lied in the first place there'll be hell to pay from both gangs, but for now he was just swimming in cocky satisfaction.