xxxxxP E T R A x M A X I M O F F x âĸ x h e x x // x b22222 x âĸSpotting Tobias at the far end of the lounge, she approached him, wondering if he was in a chatty mood. Probably not - seems to be a family trait, now that I think of it - but he was family anyway, and she knew that he was the one person who wouldn't leave her behind or drop her once he got bored. Regardless of his less-than-noble parentage, he had a good heart. At least Petra could trust him.
"Hello," she greeted, stopping a foot away from him. "How'd you find the simulation? They've got themselves in a bit of a tizzy there; very realistic simulation Mycroft's put up. Are they setting us up for something?"
She still couldn't find it in herself to call him uncle. At least he wouldn't be too concerned about titles. Tobias was a little more predictable than he thought he was.
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xxxxxxxR I L E Y x B A R T O N x âĸ x h e x x // x 7a378b x âĸ"That's alright, Conrad. We can - yeah, we can go now." If Riley's grip was a little tighter on Conrad this time around, his partner said nothing.
They phased into the room, Riley appearing almost nose-to-nose with one of the guards. They were in too close range for Riley to use his bow, so instead he hit the guard in the jaw, returning his bow to its magnetic holder on his back as he did so. Throwing himself forward so he was practically kneeling over the guard as he landed, so he threw in a few punches of his own, knocking the guard unconscious in no time at all.
Noting that Conrad had taken out the other two, Riley got to his feet, looking around to ensure there weren't any more guards coming for them. Once confirming they were safe, he returned Conrad's thumbs up with a tentative grin, and his partner grabbed the envelope from inside its enclosure.
"I don't even care about alcohol, I just want my bed. Get us out of here." Riley blinked, and they were back in the academy. Already a number of students were back, the simulation appearing to have taken its toll on them. Riley backed away from the crowd, a little less worried than Conrad was. Wren would be alright - she was a tough bird.
Turning away, he spotted Frankie exiting her simulation. "Heya, Frankie. I'm not sure, I just got back myself. You and Nathaniel make it alright?"