Things were not, now, quite as desperate as they had been a few weeks ago. While everything was far from sweetness and light in the world of magical Tokyo, Wraiths had appeared to take the place of the vanished Witches, meaning the Puella no longer had the shadow of starvation hanging over their heads. That said, there were still a lot of unanswered questions. Kyubey claimed to have stopped the Witches essentially just to see what would happen- Kyouko doesn't necessarily buy this. It silly to her to break a perfectly functioning system simply to see what happens. Then again, she's no engineer.
The upshot is that she thinks Kyubey may have been lying, or at least (as is usually the case with him) not telling the whole story. On top of that, the Wraiths are an imperfect substitute. They get the job done, but you have to work harder for less payoff. If there are still Witches to be found, then finding them would be a benefit to Kyouko, to Momo, and to the other Puella. This is why Kyouko has made a point to figure out where Takashi Agera's base is. Or one of them, at least.
He was present the one time they had found a Witch recently, and he beat the Puella to the scene. This says, to Kyouko, that he has a way of figuring out where they are going to appear before they do. This is something she is very interested in. As it happened, Makoto had been captured by Takashi and held in his lab, then busted out. Kyouko was friends with Makoto. She had asked the girl where, exactly, she had busted out of. The answer she was given was Sunset Tower.
All this together is why Kyouko is currently standing on a rooftop across from Sunset Tower, frowning at it. "That's a big building.." She mutters to herself. "I should have pressed Mako-chan to be more specific." She sighs. "Ah well.. I guess I'll just look for a big hole that's bein' patched up, or somethin'." She glances down at herself. "Hmm.. not very sneaky."
A moment later, and her outfit shimmers.. then shifts color, all the bright red replaced with black. Including her hair. Pallete Swap! Illusion magic is handy for more than just clones. Nodding to herself, as if this was a perfect ninja disguise (despite the fact that she did nothing to hide her bare arms or face), Kyouko leaps down from the rooftop and begins cautiously circling the building, looking for any suspicious Mako-sized exit wounds.
Generally speaking, Eclipse is pretty good at keeping the visible effects of strange Maho no Gijutsu and other related youma-like atrocities from marring a carefully maintained public image.
But sometimes this is harder to do than other times. Like when an incredibly vengeful Sailor Senshi of Thunder decides that a wall is between her, and the combined goals of saving her friends and punching someone who really deserves it.
Up until recently, plywood and tarps covered the outside of a section of Sunset Tower, blamed on a contained explosion in a testing room. Which is... mostly true. Now, though, most of the outside has been repaired - but there's a few windows still covered up with plywood, and they stick out like a sore thumb. And those windows point directly towards a door, which leads into a room that should be far smaller than it actually is - because it's not a normal door, but one of Eclipse's Subspace Doors, that leads to the UMBRA headquarters.
Security is light on the upper floor of the Sunset Tower, but behind that door lies the front desk of UMBRA, manned by a youma receptionist and with front doors guarded - no longer by Eclipse's robogoons, but by faceless, short, magical-girl shaped twins, each carrying a rifle-like weapon that hums with the pulse of negative energy waiting in the chamber.
It doesn't take Kyouko long to spot those plywood-boarded-up windows. Is that the right spot? Well, it's the only thing she sees which looks mildly suspicious, so it's worth looking into either way. A quick pry of speartip to plywood and she's through, dropping noiselessly to the floor inside. She is pretty good at moving quietly- though she's not a 'stealth-type' hero in any sense of the word, she has the natural grace of a hunter which means that, when stalking prey, she can be stealthy to a degree. It's certainly enough of a degree to get through the door without alerting any of the mundane security.
Her magical senses humm, letting her know that this is no ordinary door, which reinforces her feeling of being on the right track. The door is cracked and she peers through. Frown. A reception desk and two creepy faceless guard-twins. With guns. Well.. it's not like this amount of security scares her, exactly, but she was hoping to get a chance to look around without having to wreck the place. She likes wrecking, but it does tend to interfere with actually finding anything worthwhile.
A moment's consideration, and she pulls back from the door and into the empty, mundane room beyond. Glancing around, she spots a shelf with some tools and stuff on it, obviously used by whoever was repairing the damage from Mako-chan's 'visit'. She walks over.. and kicks it over. It makes a horrendous clatter as it hits the floor.
Quickly, she walks to the corner which will be in the shadow of the door when it opens, and waits. Hopefully the guards will take the bait...
In this case, Takashi's intent to have the two guard-girls watch each other's back backfires in a different way, since nobody would send just one minion to check for things. The two girls, faceless, and quiet, wearing midnight-blue berets with black hair trailing behind them - and moving in a suspiciously-familiar style - slink away from the door and go to investigate the noise.
The youma receptionist doesn't move, though - doesn't even react. Because she's less of a receptionist and more of a robot - she lacks the intelligence or awareness to react unless spoken to. That sort of thing is reserved for guards.
Which means Kyouko's path into the labs proper is more or less clear, and on the otherside of the doors, lies UMBRA's lab. Mostly empty, except for the occasional guard twins pacing, or the occasional faceless researcher moving samples or papers from one place to another.
Takashi's personal lab seems to have slowly expanded outward out of the Dark Room proper and into what used to be places for human workers, of which there are now almost none. Projects of strange types litter lab tables shoved together in a way that seems both planned and haphazard, and there's - of course - a cell door leaned up against an enclave where Makoto broke away, and a few rooms that lead to various other sections.
Kyouko smirks to herself as the door opens and the two faceless twin-guards comes out to investigate the noise. A+ perfect plan. She briefly considers taking them out, just to be safe, but decides that carries even more risk- they could be tougher than they look, or she could just be unlucky and get injured and cut the whole venture short.
So instead she simply waits for them to exit and walk towards the shelf... then slips through the door, quietly, before it even has a chance to fully close again. On the other side, she rushes towards the secretary at once, her spear materializing in her hand, the blunt butt of the haft swung towards her head, intending to knock her out.. only to halt at the last moment as it registers that the robo-ceptionist hasn't even moved. Kyouko holds the spear there for a half-moment, an inch from the robot's head.. then shrugs and pulls it back. No sense making any more noise if she doesn't have to.
She proceeds to see what she can find. To suggest that Kyouko knows anything about science labs is like suggesting that Takashi knows anything about how to properly heat up a conbenie burrito- it's just outside her field of experience. Therefore, she goes with the 'just wander around until you see something that says 'WITCH RADAR' in huge letters, or alternately, looks expensive or easily-stealable' plan. She has to duck into doorways or around corners to avoid guard patrols a few times, but since the place is mostly empty, she manages to do this without getting caught, at least at first.
She pauses to poke at some experiments on a lab table, scowling slightly. "I was hoping I'd know what I was looking for when I saw it.." She mutters to herself under her breath..
The experiments Kyouko finds and chooses to poke at are a series of gems in multiple very dull colors, and when she pokes them, they glow momentarily with a bright light akin to their duller color for just a moment before returning to being dull.
Most of the rest of what's in the lab is relatively boring - stacks of paper or humming mid-childan machines storing data - an impossible amount of data.
There's no Witch Radar or the like, but continued exploration will reveal a large screen with the layout of Tokyo's Three Wards on it, and several little pinpoints of light, occasionally all radiating a circular pulse outwards - but nothing more. Otherwise, the large screen is silent.
Further seeking and searching finds something entirely different though - opening a door into a room with a bunch of what appear to be manakins made of negative energy. The room has maybe a couple dozen in it, but it has room for many more. While the shells seem to be inanimate, a little waiting and looking around will note that some of them twitch.
Each of them has a hollow space in its chest where its heart would go.
Kyouko eyes the gems for a few long moments.. as a Puella, glowing gems are a bit more significant to her than they might be to others. These, it seems though, do not do anything particularly impressive, and after a few moments she moves on.
She does make the effort of picking up a few random pieces of paper and trying to read them, but there's a lot of big words she doesn't understand and after a few attempts she gives up and moves on from those as well. So far this is turning out to be a big ol' bust!
She pauses in front of the big screen with the map on it, and the pinging of little points of light. Her eyes narrow slightly as she looks at it, and she does her best to commit to memory the approximate locations of those little points. Whatever they are, they're obviously important in some fashion. Maybe it would be worth trying to track one or more of them down and see what Takashi is keeping an eye on. Of course, whether or not she can identify what those points of light represent in the real world she can't know, but at least it's something to follow up on.
Opening the door to the room with the manakins, Kyouko pauses. She can feel the negative energy in the room.. it makes her skin crawl, while at the same time calling to her with a seductive voice she recognizes quite well. Teeth gritted, she backs up and pulls the door shut firmly. She's not going in there unless she absolutely has to. Not that she has much interest in a room full of creepy, twitching manakins anyway.
The door closed, not to far ahead she finds... if not what she's looking for speciifcally, something worth making the trip worthwhile. A few grief seeds sitting on a table nearby - just two, one balancing on its needle on the table, and another sitting in some sort of machine-aparatus but easy to remove.
Of course, as a Puella Magi, good things never come without the bad. And in this case, the bad things come in the form of a couple of groups of those faceless guards from before, marching in eerie lockstep, some armed with the negative energy rifles, others drawing swords from their scabbards as they move towards Kyouko.
They don't need to talk - everyone here knows the score. Kyouko's an intruder, and they're the group of guards.
Rifles are leveled and fired as other youma-guards move in with swinging swords also tinged with black energy.
Kyouko can feel the Grief Seeds before she even sees them.. her senses finely attuned to that particular magical energy more than any other. A slight, lopsided grin forms on her face as she snags the prize, prying the second one from its machine. "Score." She mutters to herself as she tucks them away.. well, maybe not as big a score as she was hoping for, but at least this hasn't been a total waste of time.
Of course, that remains to be seen as suddenly guards arrive in a decent-sized group. Kyouko's attention is drawn by the movement, and she scowls. "Dammit.. thought I was bein' quiet. How'd they know I was here?" She doesn't even think to check for the security cameras probably present in every single room.
Oh well. At least with the need for secrecy over and done with, Kyouko can retreat to well-worn tactics. Spinning her spear around, she levels it at the guards.. just in time to have a blast of negative energy fired at her, causing her to curse and dive behind a desk.
A moment later she rolls out the other side, swinging her spear out. It bursts into linked chain-and-haft , snaking around in a wide arc to take as many of the guards' legs out from under them as possible. A moment later, and she's running- no need to hang around and fight if she can just escape back out the way she came...
Kyouko makes a run for the exit like probably anyone in any sort of a right mind would when faced with a lot of faceless magical guards in an enemy laboratory. There's a burst of dark energy in front of the hallway she'd used to get in-- which forms into a cloaked plume as Lacrima appears, complete in her fancy purple and black dress with the bat motif, pale complexion and mostly purple features- such as her hair and eyes. She stands between Kyouko and the door now as the guards are in the other direction.
Hanging around her neck is a vaugely Kyubey-like creature, that seems to be lounging, she gives it a soft pet, as she looks at Kyouko.
"Hrmmmmm." she mutters. "The systems says you're Kyouko Sakura. But your outfit is a different color. I'd ask you what you're doing here....."
"But we both know that would be a rhetorical question." she says matter of factly, deadpan as ever, as she raises her right palm up-- her arm lighting up in dark energy, before it begins to gather in a nasty large spark in her palm.
"Stand down. I'm sure that Riventon-san would like to ask some questions about your visit." she says.
"Or we can do this..." she says as she launches the bolt of dark energy towards Sakura, in demonstration of what 'this' is. It isn't powerful, and Lacrima knows this. But actions talk louder than words- and she's already charging up another, most likely more powerful shot it seems.
It seems like Kyouko might get away scot free, with a few stolen Grief Seeds- not too bad for a quick hour's work, especially compared to fighting a couple of Witches for them! Of course, nothing ever goes that smoothly, especially for Kyouko. Lacrima manifests in front of her in the hallway, and she is forced to skid to a halt, her spear spinning around again in front of her in a defensive posture.
Kyouko's eyes (which are also currently black, for the record) narrow upon the girl. She doesn't recognize her... but she does recognize Nyubey, from their previous encounters, which tells her all she needs to know about this girl's affiliations, though that's confirmed a moment later as she mentions 'Riventon-san'.
"Sorry," Kyouko says, her tone confrontational, "I don't got time to hang around. I was just stoppin' by.. I got work in an hour, y'see." Of course, then Lacrima fires a bolt of dark energy towards her. Kyouko hisses in startled irritation, twitching to the side to avoid it.. and, acting almost entirely on instinct, turning the dodge into a quick turn and thrust, sending her spear whipping out towards the girl. She doesn't even pause to think about whether this is a good idea or not- she's been attacked, and her body responds by attacking back before her mind has a chance to consider the possible ramifications.
Lacrima watches as Kyouko flies forward and stabs her. Yup. She stabs her. Kyouko can feel it hit paydirt- though there's no gigantic spray of blood or anything like that. Rather. Just black ichor that begins to leak around the wound as Lacrima winces and grits her teeth. Yeah that hurts. That hurts a lot, but she's dealt with worse in recent times than 'having a spear driven into her'.
"La Niebla Oscura!" calls out the girl in fluent Spanish sounding langauge as that build of energy explodes out into a sudden, dark-energy fog-- obscuring Lacrima primarily, but slowly filling the hallway. Around the time the fog obsurces Lacrima- Kyouko can feel her spear go slack, suggesting she's either tugged herself off it or teleported herself off it or any other countless unpleasent things to get a spear out of one's body.
Of places that Kyouko wants to be right now, 'Cloud of Dark Energy that Obscures Vision' probably isn't one of those places.
"Is that all you got? A pointy stick?" comes a voice somewhere to the right side of the hallway in the fog. Not as close as it was before.
Then from the left side, closer. "I hope for your sake that your employer has offered you sick days."
Lacrima doesn't seem to concerned with a fog of dark energy in the corridor. Everything in this place practically involves it, anyways. Homefield advantage might have it's perks sometimes.
Kyouko only seems to realize that she's stabbed the girl after she's done it.. blinking slightly as the blow actually strikes. Perhaps she's used to it never being that simple. Well, it'd be a mistake to think that this fight was over with one stab in any event.. a point of view which is proven accurate mere moments later as dark fog begins to spill out from Lacrima and fill the hallway.. and then the girl vanishes as well.
No, Kyouko does not particularly want to be surrounded by Dark Energy fog. Lacrima is unlikely to know, but Kyouko could actually turn this to her advantage, drawing on the dark energy to expand her power- the problem is, doing that tends to have profoundly negative effects on Kyouko in the aftermath. The last thing she wants is an Apatite-relapse.
Of course, she wants to be dead even less.
That said, as Lacrima taunts her from within the fog, Kyouko doesn't respond. This isn't because she's lost the ability to snark, but rather because she's holding her breath. She really doesn't want to breathe that stuff in if she can avoid it. There's still some skin-absorption, but much less than if she were sucking it into her lungs. Luckily, Puella.. really don't have to breathe very much. They usually still do, out of habit more than anything, but being a lich has its advantages.
Kyouko dashes forward through the fog. It's a straight hallway, after all, and she remembers how she came, whether she can see it or not. Lips pressed firmly into a scowl, she tries to run out of the fog and into clear air again. Of course, Lacrima might have something to say about this plan.
Kyouko can probably feel it before she can see it - and Norie certainly can. It's Takashi - no, Riventon, and he's not holding anything back, when it comes to energy. As Kyouko dashes forward through the fog, she's dashing towards that entity, that clear black spot on the world's canvass.
"Really, you're coming to MY LAB? UNINIVTED? Do you have a DEATH WISH, KYOUKO SAKURA?" Riventon shouts, letting that anger tinge his voice, the absolute rage at being so disrespected. And because Riventon has long since learned to draw power from anger - learned to turn his rage into ammunition for the weapon that is his energies.
It's only the lack of wanting collateral damage that prevents him from knocking another hole in the wall from energy. Several smaller than usual dark orbs surge into existence around him and start surging through the fog of negative energy, seeking out Kyouko.
"If you surrender now maybe I won't convert your blood to negative energy so I can rip it out through your ears!!!!" To say that Riventon has allowed himself to sink into hostile, dangerous madness at this tresspass, in order to pull his energy to the maximum height, might be an understatement.
Lacrima talks somewhere in front of Kyouko. "Ah-- I see. We're going to do this the ha-----" then she twitches because something big, and powerful and dark just kind of winked into existence behind her. Ah, she knows this sensation.
It's Riventon-san.
She doesn't say a word. She lets herself sink out of existence because being in front of a 'really angry Riventon' is like being in front of a train you own. It's still your train. It's still your friend, but you still don't wanna be in front of it when it starts on those tracks.
She's no longer maintaining the fog. It's begining to disspate as she uses those energies to feed back into herself as she forms more energy back into her palm and rakes out with a whip or blade like slash of dark energy that extends form her hand about halfway down the hallway. "Oscuro Latigazo!" calls out Lacrima.
"This would had been easier if you just stood down you know~." Lacrima sings out in weird creepy deadpan.
"Is it too late?~" she asks.
Kyouko can indeed feel Riventon's arrival- probably not as clearly as Lacrima, but it's hard to miss something like that, even in the midst of dark energy fog. Especially when he starts shouting at her.
The fog is beginning to clear, enough that she feels it's worth the risk to open her mouth and sneer back at Riventon's shouted anger, "I think you're assuming 'death wish' when really it's just that I ain't afraid of you!" Could Kyouko take Riventon with his power unleashed in such a fashion? It would surely be a sore test of her abilities, but she's not the type to be easily intimidated. Fortunately, likely for everyone involved, Kyouko isn't interested in testing her abilities against Riventon on this occasion- she just wants to escape. Plus, it's two on one, and she can do the math enough to realize that the odds are not in her favor, even if she wasn't deep in enemy territory.
Riventon releases a bevy of small dark-energy orbs which try to home in on her. Kyouko never stops running, though, and she moves like a snake, supernatural grace allowing her to duck, dodge and weave as the orbs whizz by her in varying arcs and passes. One of them nicks her arm, leaving a charred-looking burn and causing her to hiss in pain.
Lacrima slashes at her from behind, and almost without registering it consciously her spear parries the blow, crackling as it intercepts the dark energy whip, though the movement causes her to stumble slightly and another of the orbs manages a glancing hit, leaving another burn on her leg.
All this time, she hasn't ceased her forward momentum, dashing straight towards Riventon- or as straight as all the dodging, ducking and rolling allows her, anyway.
Just before she reaches him, she throws herself into a rolling dive, attempting to get past him before he has time to react, with the dark energy orbs still in hot pursuit.
Riventon manages the multiple dark orbs with a sort of casual attention, while he looks for Kyouko in the fog. The dark fog that empowers him and Lacrima does at least allow Kyouko a measure of saftey. "So you're stupid as well as foolish?" he snarls, and the orbs cut through the fog - one finding a home and causing Riventon's attention to turn to her. The dive causes her to be missed - just barely - by Riventon's massive blade, which he generated out of the device on his arm.
It dissapates once Kyouko has gone by and gotten out of direct melee range, but the orbs, with a flick of Riventon's wrist, reorient to chase Kyouko out the door, with Riventon in hot pursuit - putting them, not in the halls of Sunset Tower, but exiting out a distinctly different door, on the side of a warehouse in the docks of the Harbor.
"You're invading my place of business which means you have more than a small appetite for trouble!" he shouts. "You know this means the gloves are off. You'd better turn around and try to kill me now before I find out how to hit you where it hurts."
"Maybe I'll see if that girl with the bright canon wants to pay for your crimes, if you are going to play the coward today!"
Lacrima nrgs, she's getting away! She's running and she's out the door. She chases after, darting through the air, floating with Nyubey hanging off her neck still as she raises her hand and launches another direct bolt of dark energy. This move doesn't seem to need any words to it. It's just outright direct manpiluation of dark energy rather than a 'spell' like the other things she's launched- sparking out in a straight line.
"I'm not giving up either, Sakura-san." she says deadpan in an almost polite manner as she calls out.
Also, she's still kind of leaking from the stab wound, but it's specfically not a big deal to her it seems. It's not gushing.
"Girl?~" she asks in that deadpan sing song again. Obviously trying to play here. To see what kind of reaction she can get. Also. She doesn't actually know what Riventon is talking about, too.
Kyouko bursts through the door... only to find herself in someplace utterly different than where she had gone in. She stumbles briefly in surprise, but is soon able to recover, dashing for the buildings across from the warehouse. She knows this place, vaugely, enough to not feel totally disoriented, even if she wasn't expecting to be here.
"You assume the gloves were ever on!" She spits back over her shoulder, with a fanged sneer. "The minute you started messin' in my business again, this was inevitable!"
The black orbs are still chasing her, even as she reaches the building across the street, and she ascends it in a series of quick, agile leaps. Upon reaching the rooftop, she turns, holding her hand out.. a black-and-red lace-like barrier springing into existence. The orbs strike it, and it quivers but holds as they buzz around on the other side. Of course, putting up such a barrier means she can't strike back at him, either.
"You ain't done enough for me to want to kill you... yet." She says, tilting her chin up. "But don't think I'm like Madoka-chan or even Homura. Push me far enough and that'll change." Her eyes narrow at the threat to Momo, but surprisingly, instead of getting angry, she just smirks. "You really think that's a good idea? Instead of just one Sakura, you wanna antagnonize two of us? And you said I'm the one with the death wish?"
While she means what she says, she also can't help but feel a pang of worry at that statement. She knows Momo is stronger than she looks, but there's going to be some extra precautions taken around the Sakura household after this.
Lacrima's bolt of dark energy hits her barrier, and the whole thing quivers, though it holds. "You don't scare me either, kid." She remarks, almost dismissively. "Take your pet and go home before you do something you'll regret." She barely takes her eyes off of Riventon though, clearly regarding him as the bigger threat.
"I came here with a specific goal, Riventon, and it wasn't to declare war on you. That said, if that's what you want, I'd be happy to oblige. Just make sure you know what you're doin' before you try an' follow through on any of those threats." Then she's turning to retreat back over the rooftop. The barrier stays for a few moments and then vanishes.
She has to go tend to those dark energy burns before anything unpleasant happens.
Riventon sneers as Kyouko moves away. "Your business? You're a useless sack of hot air with an oversized toothpick trying to fight with the big kids." he says. Of course, Kyouko's a lot more than that, but Riventon is not someone known to avoid hyperbole or antagonizing others.
"I relish the idea of being able to go all out on someone, Sakura-san. And if that means two of you, that's fine with me. I have backup too, you know. And if you think I'm going to let an intrusion into the place I work go, you're going to have another thing coming."
Riventon stops, and smiles. "But fine, go. Consequences will follow. I'm not like those others. You can't just walk into my place of business and run away." It's not a kind smile.
"But maybe when they figure out what happened to you the word will get out to others."
Kyouko has one last illusion for Riventon as she leaves, hearing his words shouted after her retreating back.
Momentarily, a huge hand giving the finger forms out of the air, then dissipates a moment later.
Lacrima blinks once at Kyouko. "Ah. See. Now I wonder. What it is you expect to do to me. Perhaps we'll find out." she says to Kyouko. At least she didn't insult the cutie hanging around her neck.
She frowns as Kyouko dissapears. She moves over in that direction but can no longer see her as she looks around. She turns to face Riventon.
"She's gone." she says a little dissapointedly.
"She'd apparently been snooping. I wonder if she actually got anything." she says musingly.
Then the giant middle finger forms.
"Well."
"That was rude."
Riventon frowns. Something about the middle finger actually calms him down rather than enrages him, for some reason. "So juvenile. She doesn't understand how much trouble she's in." he says, shaking his head. "She really just absolutely does not fathom it." he continues, laughing a little, then turning to Lacrima.
"Do you want to handle this? I mean, she stabbed you. She just stole stuff from me which is par for the course. If you want to deal with this, I'll give you support. It's a fun little side project. And we can see if we can make Kyouko regret it. Or become a Witch." he says, walking over and petting Nyubey as he dehensins back to Takashi Agera.
"Worst case I'm sure she and her sister have a lot of energy for you, Lacrima, and given her survival of the fittest mentality that only seems fair."
Lacrima lets her feet touch ground again as she hrmphs and summons up some dark energy as she runs it across her stomach wound and .. just like that, the exterior portion is healed that she isn't leaving a mess to be cleaned up.
She sighs a bit as she turns to face Riventon and bows softly.
"I'll handle this, Riventon-san. I might aswell help." she says. "I'll make some requests if I need them. But I'll like to handle this on my own. Or try to. If there's information that could be beneifical to me, I'll take that." she says as she smooths out her dress as she sighs and bows again as she politely begins to walk back towards the warehouse.
She seems overwhelmed now, most likely but 'everything that just happened'.
Takashi nods. "I know where she works. We could hit that in retaliation, but I feel like we're better off picking up information first. Your choice, though. I'll get the address. And a couple crystals in case you run into her. Puella Magi can cleanse themselves with grief seeds and regain their power and she's bound to have some on her. Should make sure that you can do something similar. I've got faith, but you've got backup if you need that." he says, turning for the door.
"...gonna have to get this one moved again. Damnit. I liked this door. It was such a pretty view of the ocean."