"So you're taken by Kamakura, are you?"

Not sure whether the likes of Jaxx were hitting on her or not, Katja couldn't help giggling nervously in case of any prying eyes, despite the fact they were up on the rooftop and concealed from anyone's view.

"I'm afraid I am," she said, sounding rather apologetic to spare his feelings, just incase. "Are you familiar with him?"

"He's not the oriental redhead, is he?"

"That's Melvin, and he would kill you if you said he was oriental to his face," Katja commented, shaking her head at the thought of it all. "You thought I was bad with denying my Canadian heritage, he only wears those shades to hide his eyes. If a stranger heard him speak, they'd think he was any other American since he's "trained" his voice to remove any trace of accent. I mean, to be honest, he didn't even sound that oriental to begin with, and what is that Gheistling doing there watching us?"

"Huh?"

Sure enough, a familiar pale-skinned being had managed to make his way onto the rooftop. Poised as if it about to attack, neither scientist, policewoman nor science's creation made a single move during those next few moments, as if they were waiting for the opponent's most minor mistake in order to take the win.

"I never knew they could get up onto the roof," Jaxx pondered, positioning himself infront of Katja like a human shield. "We'll just have to do something about that, won't we? Oh yes we will, I'm going to make sure of that or my name isn't Vryer Cohen. Which it isn't, and I'm bloody well glad it's not!"

Noticing the Gheistling was distracted by his fellow clan member's ramblings, Katja slowly began to pull the pistol out of her skirt back pocket; however caution soon turned to pure shock when she noticed Jaxx had suddenly stabbed the being in the chest; twisting the insides of the being with what seemed like a knife, she couldn't help staring in shock at the merciless expression etched on his face.

"Jaxx! What are you doing?"

His response was nothing less than brutal; yanking the knife out of the Gheistling, he looked on with a manic sort of pride as the being stumbled onto it's knees before tumbling onto it's deathbed of flowing scarlet.

"Another job beautifully done, Red Monarch," he murmured, kissing the blood-stained metal before giving the liquid scarlet a quick lick. Shuddering in what seemed like ecstasy, as he stared at the heart that was still determined to beat in his hand, he suddenly tore into the thick flesh with his teeth; his indulgence causing Katja to almost retch there and then, whilst his own expression showed nothing but morbid delight.

"Ok," she said, rather cautiously and slightly trembling. "I never would have guessed you were...that way."

"Not so obvious when one doesn't carry a corpse with them all the time, is it!" He exclaimed, smirking as he did so, and causing to Katja to shriek a little when he stepped forward in quite a ravenous manner. "I wonder if you're as sweet as you look, Miss Noble!"

"Don't do that!" She protested, but she was giggling all the same; however, smiles soon turned to pouts when she felt a few loose locks brush her face.

"My bun's coming loose," she whined, clutching her blonde hair as if she was desperately willing them to stay neat and intact. "Ugh, I feel so unprofessional!"

Downing the rest of the heart just to free his hands, Jaxx was careful not to hurt the Sentinel's head as he tried to fix her hair; despite all temptation to wring her pretty, little neck, he was still acting upon his plan of good behaviour. Yet it seemed that no matter how well he was behaving, Katja still had reason to complain.

"You're getting blood in my hair!"

However, bodily fluids in her blonde locks was the least of their worries when the pair suddenly heard what seemed like a crazy ruckus on the HQ's main floor below.

"We got another one! We got another one of those dirty GHEIST bastards!"

"I think you'd best stay here," Katja warned, sounding genuinely worried as she began to make her way to the stairs that descended to the main floors. "This could get ugly."

"Which is exactly why I feel the need to step in," he retorted, having no problems in lightly pushing the female away as he briskly made his own way in the same direction. Quickly making his descent but careful not to fall over, Jaxx soon found himself face to face with what seemed like an unfair match-up; 5 Sentinel against 1 GHEIST, and noticing just who was under the Sentinel hold meant the redhead wasn't about to run away from his clanmate's predicament.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen," he began, approaching the group. "You might want to step away from Mr Wissenschaft."

The general reply of "Mr Wissenschaft?" made itself known through the Sentinel group, causing Melvin to sigh in quite a frustrated manner.

"He's talking about the Ratman, idiots."

"I doubt he came to cause any trouble, gentlemen," the GHEIST then explained, still acting rather politely. "He was simply worried about me, that's all, wanted to make sure I was alright. For which I'm grateful."

At that point, the Ernst was grinning at him in a similar, gratuitous manner; not grateful for the fact that Jaxx was also grateful, but grateful for the fact that Jaxx was basically willing enough to save his behind.

"Because you see, even the GHEIST have...friends."

He'd managed to swallow down and say the "f" word without many many problems, but he could feel his stomach burning from the sickly sweetness of what he'd just said. Thinking it the ideal cure, he took a snifter of gas there and then, just about managing to ignore the flood of tense looks in his direction.

Suddenly noticing him summon Ernst to his side, the Sentinel were quick to give them room; doubtful that the GHEIST would attack there and then, they still found themselves sighing in relief when the two members passed by without any further confrontation.

"Man, that Britard gives me the creeps," Melvin muttered, shuddering as if he'd just felt a chill pass through the room.

"I can hear every word you know!" Said Britard responded, unable to keep himself from flashing a smirk in his direction as the two GHEIST began to make their way to who knew where; they had no intention of making a trip to the cells, and escaping was out of the question if Jaxx's promise to Katja was anything to go by.

Noticing Ernst had hold of something once again in his mouth, Jaxx was still adamant in playing rough; tugging it from the Ratman's grip, he couldn't help shuddering as he once again came face to face with dribble.

"We really need to sort this out," the redhead complained, pulling his face a little as flecks of saliva stuck to his gloves; though disgust soon turned to delight when he noticed just what he'd grabbed from Ernst's mouth.

"The mainframe control key! Oh you clever, little sod!"

"Was ist ein sod?"

"Never mind," Jaxx sighed, having half-expected the "s" word to go right over his fellow GHEIST's head. "But the key will soon prove, well, key to my plan."

"By the way," Ernst began, seeming as if it was something he'd wanted to say before he forgot. "I sent ein Gheistling to check up on the situation earlier but I lost contact with him as soon as he reached the HQ."

"Because I stabbed his heart, that's why."

"WAS ZUR HÖLLE?" Ernst exclaimed, suddenly sounding and seeming rather freaked out; a rare situation, since even the most disturbed results of GHEIST experiments hadn't even caused him to bat an eyelid.

"He jumped us, I stabbed his heart, and then I ate it," Jaxx explained, not sounding the least bit disgusted or concerned. But when he noticed the suspicious, somewhat aggressive expression on the Ratman's face, he couldn't help feeling slightly worried for his own safety; if Ernst was pushed enough or felt it the right thing to do, he was capable of seriously injuring the likes of Vladimir or Methane, so someone of a slender build like Jaxx would be an easy kill. And at that moment, it was making Jaxx wish he was the looming hulk that the Rescue always made him out to be.

"Us?"

"Miss Noble let me out of my cell after one of my little gas attacks, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be talking to you right now. If I'd let the Gheistling kill her, it would have spelt the end of me and-"

"You'd have never defended any of our clan's weibchen like that, and yet you seem so happy to have saved one of our enemies," Ernst interrupted, still sounding suspicious. "Just what's going on?"

Noticing his clanmate's awkward glance, he couldn't help silently swearing in a rather disgusted way when he realised the worst case possibility.

"Oh don't tell me you actually feel something for the Sentinel..."

"No...of course not," Jaxx said, bravely meeting the Ratman's eyes, but the scarlet slowly appearing in his cheeks seemed to say otherwise...