if the city never sleeps than that makes two — p, raid rescue party

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]As much as Belladonna loathed fighting and hurting others, she knew why she was there today. They all did. Vladimir had been snatched under their noses and they'd rather prefer safe in the Tanglewood's territory - as safe as that could be, anyway. Better than a walk off the plank.

Hearing Beck's clamor in the distance, Belladonna slipped away from the rest of the raid party, pulling a cloak over her already shadowy frame and her new white mask - she needed to stay low, and hopefully, Valo and Happycamper were behind her somewhere. They needed to get in and out, get Vlad, and come back for the ambush. If this didn't work, she was going to consider filing a lawsuit.

It wasn't long before Belladonna had disappeared in the chaos, and she seemed to be on the trail of Vladimir's scent; she slunk down the empty corridors towards the brig, praying to whatever god out there that for the good of everything in the world, she wouldn't run into anybody. If anyone were to come onto her, she'd prepared a few sedatives made from various herbs - nothing to kill anybody with, just to knock them out. Maybe it would give them enough time to get out.

"Speech."

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