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|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
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|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
Winter was right, of course. "If I become a burden or take too long to recover... that option will always be available." She would avoid it if possible, but it was always a backup plan just in case she was not able to regain her strength in time. The teams were set, though the black eagle was slightly miffed that her argument was misunderstood, there was no point to debate it further since they needed to search for Claude. Where was he? Elise needed to know, how was she going to function without him? Serenity applying her makeup and choosing her outfits was one thing, but Claude had done that for years. Once it was time to return to her mansion, who would do that if not for Claude? And who would spy on people if not for Vincent?
Well, Vincent was gone now anywho. "So, did you notice?" Ezra grinned, a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he took the handles of the wheelchair. "Oliver and Carter vying for Winter's affection?" She looked up at him, turning her head up. The wild boy nodded, seemingly delighted that they both realized what was going on. "Looks like Winter's growing up! She even has two men wanting her hand." Elise rolled her eyes, finding it all to be rather silly in the face of bigger problems. "There is an apocalypse to fight and a Government to overthrow. Who has time to worry about romance?" Ezra took her out into the hall, keycard close in grip. "But if this really is the end of days, wouldn't you rather let out your feelings before the end instead of having your feelings die with you? Maybe the desperation is causing it?"
But despite saying that it was not as if Ezra was particularly pursuing her either. Ever since Garrel stabbed her it was as if Ezra took a step back. Elise did not particularly mind, she was not ready to receive romantic intentions one way or another right now in any case. "Anyways, take me to Kronya's office." Kronya was the public speaker and mouthpiece for the Slithers. With her bright orange hair and easy smile, it was easy to see how she got the job. If anyone was considered a close aide to Sir Ender, it was the orange woman with dark skin and a pleasant conplexion. "Kronya's? Good idea! Let's go!" The others could search the wards, but the black eagle had another idea in mind.
"Welcome. Is there somethign I can do for you?" Kronya asked as Ezra knocked on the door and they were invited inside. "Usually I take appointments, but because you guys are the vassals, I can make an exception." She smiled, eyes twinkling. "As a Vassal, I demand information." Elise said simply. "I need to know where my brother is, and if there is anyone who might know, you would be the one." Ezra nodded, smirking from behind her. No doubt he liked it when Elise took action. Did he not know that this was part of her mask? Did he not know she was a coward deep down?
Kronya shook her head with sympathy, taking Elise's hand and squeezing it. "I'm sorry, we're still looking for him. Maybe the Doctor captured him while he escaped?" Her face was sincere as she displayed her worry. "We'll find him. We've got the best information workers in the black market on the case." Elise nodded, sighing. "Then we will continue looking. Ezra, shall we?" Ezra nodded, taking them away from the office. "So what did you do with that?" He asked, pointing to her holo. "Oh? I just installed a program to download all the information from her holo to mine. She did not notice it as she held my hand." Ezra gave her a pat on the back, beaming with pride. "That's my girl! Let's see what dirt she was hiding!" Elise frowned distinctly, but chose not to say anything. She just did not feel like bursting the happy bubble Ezra had.