Her questions went unanswered and Blare let out a displeased grunt as she continued her way home, not looking behind her the whole way back to the city.
Walking into the 'ordinary by all standards' apartments she resided in, Blaire caught wind of trouble. She wasn't sure what it was, but something wasn't right. She walked slowly can carefully up to her apartment, and saw that the door was open a crack. Her first instinct was to run away, but she went against her better judgments and chose to barge in and see who dared to enter her home without her consent.
Keeping her body straight and confident even thought she was truthfully nervous, Blaire walked up to her door, and opened it all the way. She walked in as if she knew someone was there, and had been expecting them.
"Ah… the lady returns…" a silky, educated, masculine voice said from a chair across the room, where with a little more light, Blaire could see a very tall and proud man was facing her, his very imperial looking clothing gave away the fact that he was part of the "Revo Organization"; The very same organization that was out looking for the lost Gundams.
"What do you want?" Blaire asked flatly, even though she knew full well what this man was after. The door slammed behind her and Blaire turned to see 4 more uniformed men close in on her with guns drawn and unkindly expressions.
"Oh come now, you know what we're after. And, we're prepared to make a deal with you." The man in the chair said as he crossed his knees and intertwined his fingers in the typical haughty manner as with all people of his caliber.

"Oh yeah? What kind of deal?" Blaire asked if only to humor them into thinking she was dumb enough to fall for it.
"We're prepared to offer you a great opportunity at a better life, as well as success. Your father was fool. We knew two years after that Gundam was placed in his care that he had it, and he tried everything he could to ward us off, but he died because of that very secret." The man said in a velvety tone as he uncrossed his knees and stood up, starting to make his way toward Blaire who tensed at the mention of her father, but the solders behind her readied their weapons in case she struck out to harm their superior.
"I know how my father died. He died in honor of protecting the one thing you will NEVER get." Blaine replied hotly.
The man chuckled as he circled around her, his hand rested under his chin in a calm but thoughtful manner.
"Well, your family's legacy ends today dear lady. We WILL have that Gundam, and you'd be a fool not to accept our offer and give up the Gundam without a fight." The man said as he stopped beside her and turned to look at her.
"As long as I still breathe and hold the name Shiro in my blood, I will fight to protect my family's secret." Blaine said flatly, not looking at the man beside her but instead kept her eyes locked forward.
"Don't be a fool. If you give us the Gundam, I will personally make sure you are kept out under the table and protected from any 'problems' that may sprout forth in the near to distant future." The man said smoothly and he stood away from Blaine and waited for her reply.
"Who are you?" Blaine asked flatly, and she turned her head but did not look up to the man's face.
"I am head commander France Filtrum. Why?" He asked in an amused voice.
"Because…. I want to know the name of the man I will one day kill in vengeance for my family's death." Blaine replied and looked up, her golden brown eyes ablaze with hatred and fury, but her stance was calm.
"Kill me? You plain to kill…me? Young lady, I don't think you know who you are dealing with. I am head commander for the Revo Corporation, and I have more power in my pinky finger than any other man alive. You try to even attempt to kill me, and you'll be hanged before you can say 'sorry'." Commander France replied, and though his words were stern, his tone and body were both relaxed and calm.
"Don't count on knowing when I'm coming. If I live through today, I will hunt you down, and kill you. I will never tell you where the Gundam is. You'll have to kill me, if you value your own life and future." Blaine said in an emotionless tone, her eyes locked on Commander France's.
"Very well…" Commander France said flatly and he sent a look to his uniformed soldiers who lifted their guns at the ready.
"Such a pity… You could have had a chance to see a beautiful life. But now all you will see is a cold and quick death." Commander France said as he lifted a finger to signal his soldiers to shoot, his steely blue eyes locked on Blaine's golden ones.
"I am ready to die for my family's honor, and if it stops you, or even delays you from finding Marauder, that'll be a bonus." Blaire replied, and she closed her eyes and readied for the sting of bullets to hit her skin and break her bones.
Suddenly, like a crash of thunder, the side of the apartment building exploded in a flash of white light. Screams echoed through a dream, and the next moment Blaire opened her eyes to see a huge figure standing amidst the light, dust, and haze. The smoke cleared and her eyes focused enough to see that the figure was Marauder.
"I told you there was mutiny afoot." Marauder's voice echoed in her head, and she saw the massive machine extend a huge hand in her direction.
"But…how…?" Blaire asked in confusion, but her mind was still reeling from the aftermath of the explosion, she couldn't make any sense of what was going on.