Ace was humming around as he walked around the prison. He was using his normal knightly attire and was taking the time to think on what he'd found out..and what he had remembered. Finally, he came in front of a cell.

"Oh, my. Looks like the cat got overly curious." He laughed as Boris flicked his eyes up, visibly annoyed. "Curiosity killed the cat, right? Too bad there are no doors inside a cell." Ace then tapped the metal bars with his sword. "But, it seems you were partly right. Seemingly. Maybe. Mmh."

"The only thing worse than this situation is your shitty puns," Boris heavily sighed, flicking his tail either way. "Go away if you're not going to give me something worth my time."

"I can't say I'm the best at puns, but I am the only one here outside the cell of a naughty and jealous kitty." Ace chuckled. "All because you lost. Like everyone else. Why do you even want to get out? It's not as if a foreigner that already chose would easily change her mind, right?"

"What do you mean, we lost? Alice hasn't gotten Blood's connector yet." Boris growled, fluidly standing up to his feet.

"Not even I'm this lost." Ace laughed a bit, placing his hand over his lips. Then the knight quite casually tossed a key inside the cell and turned around. "I am looking for someone else here, Mr. kitty. So the kitty cat should stay out of mercy's way. It doesn't seem like the warden is around at the moment either. So find it would be a good chance for you to find a door."

Boris's eyes flew open, stunned as he immediately lunged forward and grabbed the key, looking up and seeing a door appear. The feline cautiously pushed the door open, moving out and away from the cage while keeping his wary eyes on the night. "There a reason you freed me?" Boris asked, nervous.

"Your information was worth that and I am in a nice mood and ready for adventure. That's all." Ace went away, putting his hands in his coat's pocket as he began humming some melody he couldn't quite place. He now knew that she was alive… should he tell Julius first? Or should he snatch her away before anyone else remembered? After all, it was unknightly that he forgot the dame, so he should be knightly and find her. Such a proper quest for a knight like himself.

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In the silent confines of a waiting room inside one of the Lullaby's underground lairs, Jackie nervously bounced her foot while impatiently waiting for Aria. She called for her and Fiore for some reason - and Jackie's mind was racing to try and think about what she could have possibly done wrong to be called in like this. The messenger said this was an important talk - important how? Was it related to the potions? How they might be able to get home? The suspense was killing her! Fiore hummed in delight, completely at ease while sitting on the opposite side of the couch.

"It's so rare to be called by the lady." Fiore seemed perfectly at ease but by the way his tail was wagging he was clearly far more happy than anxious.

Jackie sat on the opposite side of the couch from Fiore, patiently waiting for Aria to come join them for whatever 'important' talk she needed to have with them. Jackie's heart flipped in her chest, wondering what Aria was going to talk to them about. All this waiting was making her anxious. She felt like Aria was going to jump out of nowhere and try to strangle her.

Fiore's ear's flickered. "I can hear your heartbeat from here. I think it's going faster than normal?" He curiously noted.

"I'm nervous. I feel like I'm in trouble for something but I can't think of what I did." Jackie frowned, trying to think of anything she could have done to upset Aria. Did she interact with a Role Holder that she forgot about?

"And why do you think you did anything troublesome, Apple pie? I've been with you all the time and you haven't done anything bad? On the contrary, when the lady calls someone for a direct meeting, it's normally quite good. The lullaby notes tell of her bestwing powers, gives and support to those she calls upon. Or when you get your first meeting with her, she … it's wonderful, she can see what you are and helps you take the name left for you if you are replacing someone, and she sees your aspirations and talents and helps set a plan for you to grow." Fiore inhaled deeply, almost getting drunk on the happy sentiment of just being here.

Darkness began appearing from the corner of the room and crawled down before it merged into a pool that rose to form a crow. Jackie jolted, nervously watching the bird while Fiore stood his ears up to attention. "Greetings. My user has found herself busy. So I'm here to advise you to go prepare some foods for further testing, this time more complex dishes to see if the mixture of flavors and textures has combined or different effects." The AI wiggled. "Fiore, please take care of the cooking. Also it would be advisable for both of you to spend some time with Jackie away from town while things calm down."

Fiore nodded. "Roger. I was thinking that perhaps some dishes with flowers. The taste might be subtle but they are perfect for adding complexity."

"Approved." Aegis nodded. "You have Lady Aria's blessings since she is going to be busy for a little while. Go at your discretion and don't forget to document."

Jackie waited, still tense, waiting for some kind of reminder of something she's done that she had forgotten about.

Fiore stood up and bowed, his tail wagging a bit. "In the name of my lady."

Aegis flew towards the wall and dissolved before hitting it. Leaving them alone.

Jackie still stayed tense, waiting for the hammer to drop.

Fiore turned around, looking eager. "I have the perfect field of flowers in mind … well, more like a stroll in the woods. I think we can try various types. So let's go."

"Are, are we sure that's it?" The park's engineer asked, still suspecting something to jump up and grab her or yell at her for something.

"If the lady is busy, then yes. But even seeing her familiar and avatar is a great sign. So let's go, Alfajor." Fiore encouraged, gently taking her by the arm and guiding the paranoid woman out of the room.

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After less than an hour of walking, Fiore and Jackie were well out of sight of any prying eyes town in the forest. Jackie walked closely behind Fiore, staring at the trotting wolf form in front of her. She intently watched his adorable tail bounce back and forth with each stride and his paws tapping against the ground as he plodded along, letting his nose lead them to where they needed to go.

Jackie's hands tightly clasped behind her back, resisting the urge to grab him and hug him. The more she stared at him the more she desperately wanted to pet him some more. However, knowing that he was the faceless she slept with made her uncomfortable; but then again, he was very adorable dog.

"Are we close?" Jackie asked, trying to make minor conversation to take her mind off of how adorable Fiore was.

"So ... I need some wildflowers to test on some new recipes. I can't use any from a greenhouse because they may have some chemicals in them. I thought you'd like to come out on a field day, sugar bun."

"Anything specific?" Jackie asked, holding up her hands with her urge to pet him rising to almost dangerous levels.

"Not really, just as many types as possible to test all out. All flowers are edible although some have some weird effects."

Jackie clenched her hands, resisting to attack him before she decided to take a more 'subtle' approach, "what about these?" Jackie asked, pointing to some violet flowers while setting her hand over his head and rubbed his fluffy fur. Her heart melted in happiness, wanting to grab him and squish his adorable face but luckily found the strength to resist.

Fiore tensed and then lowered his head to sniff at the flowers. "Not bad, but these are a bit damaged so let's go further in to look for better ones. They must be in perfect state and we need also various of each type we find." He trotted forward, unsure of why she had touched his head in that way.

"Alright." Jackie said, holding the basket in one hand for the flowers while rubbing his ear with the other hand.

Suddenly Fiore changed back to his human form in a puff of smoke, "not that I don't like you touching me, sugar bun, but maybe that can wait until we are back home?" He then walked toward a little clearing that had many flowers and changed again to his maned wolf form to sniff and changed back to pick them up before changing again to sniff at more flowers.

"I can't help it, your dog form is adorable." Jackie admitted with a satisfied hum, forcing her gaze to turn away from him as she began plucking up some plants that looked good. "And I have to admit I'm going crazy not being able to pet you. Your tail is just so fluffy and cute and the fur on your neck is so thick looking." She said with her eyes glowing in adoration.

Fiore stopped to look at her and tilted his head looking away, his ears down and his tail slightly between his legs. "I'm not a dog."

"You're not a dog? Then, what are you?" Jackie asked, still seeing a long legged fox-like dog every way she looked at him.

"I'm actually a maned wolf. I don't know if you ever saw one in your world, but here I am the only maned wolf I know of." He wagged his tail a bit. "That makes me special, right?"

"I don't think I've ever seen one but I've heard of them before. And yes, you are adorable." Jackie grinned, cupping his cheeks as she quickly and thoroughly pet him in excitement, unable to continue resisting.

Fiore's ears flattened against his skull as he let out a small woof while pulling away, looking weirdly at the foreigner, tilting his head and flickering his mane.

"Do you not like to be pet?" Jackie asked, baffled as to why he pulled away. She nervously frowned, wondering if she passed an invisible line.

"I … mmm ... not used to it in this form." He said while looking away and turning around to casually sniff a flower.

"Really?" Jackie asked, surprised. "Why not?"

"Well, yes. Lady A has pet me a couple times but other than that women prefer to pet me and let me pet them while in my other form." He would have winked had he any eyes. "We can do that once we go back." He wagged his not too long tail.

"I'd rather pet your animal form." Jackie admitted with a grin, still staring at him with her eyes shining. "I can't help it, I'm really a uh, canine person." Jackie admitted, not wanting to say 'dog' again. But whatever he was, he looked like a big and adorable dog-like animal and that made her very eager to pet him.

"Why?" he asked, confused.

"Because you're adorable." Jackie answered. "Do you not think so? I thought I made that clear after I pet you when I first saw you." Jackie laughed.

"Of course I'm adorable." He puffed, looking even more adorable.

Jackie's lips pressed into a hard line, struggling to contain herself. "C-Can I pet you some more now?" Jackie asked, scooching closer to him.

"I can't say no to you, caramel. And I'll pet you back once we get home" He smiled. "But just for a bit and then we finish looking for the flowers."

"Ok." Jackie grinned, motioning for him to come closer to her.

He approached uncharacteristically cautiously before lowering down on the floor a bit away of her before moving slightly forward, barely so his head was near her.

"Well how am I supposed to pet you from over there?" Jackie laughed, still motioning him closer.

Fiore then approached and laid his head over her legs, waiting for it. "Is this better?"

Jackie wrapped her arms around his chest and pulled him right into her lap before she began petting his neck while scratching his side, loving the texture of his soft fur. She eagerly pet him, not using too much pressure to be painful but enough pressure he could feel the massaging motions she was making with her petting. "You really are the cutest wolf I've ever seen." Jackie grinned, gently catching his snout before she kissed the side of his muzzle while running her hands over his neck and chest.

"Maned wolf." He clarified with a hum, his tail wagged a bit. "Not bad for being the only maned wolf you've seen I guess." He thrummed. "She said I was cute and special." Fiore exalted.

Jackie unbuttoned his shirt a bit, reaching in and scratching his belly. Fiore flipped over onto his side and rolled onto his back while being cradled by her legs, letting her scratch and pet his belly with eager vigor. "And you are. But why do you not sound very happy?" Jackie asked, scratching up his outer thigh before petting his leg and stretching the long limb out a bit. "I've been meaning to ask this earlier but you don't seem happy when you talk about being a maned wolf. Is me petting you making you uncomfortable?" Jackie asked, continuing to pet away regardless of what he might answer. It had been a while since she got the chance to pet and hug a canine and she was going to take as much advantage of it as possible.

"No, your petting is very nice." He sadly smiled, making the effort to wag his tail some more but his ears and mane were still down.

"That doesn't sound very confident." Jackie chuckled. "Am I petting too hard or not hard enough?" Jackie asked, scratching over his ribs while gently pushing the plush pads of his back paw.

"No, i-its not you." he admitted

"Then what is it?" Jackie asked, hesitating. "Did Aria say something mean?" Jackie stopped petting and looked down at Fiore with a frown. "What did she say to make you uncomfortable?"

Fiore perked up in alarm. "No! Lady A is the greatest! She would never be mean to us! She in fact has said that I'm very special because I'm the only maned wolf around and maned wolves did exist in her world and on her land! She even pet my ears!" He exclaimed, wiggling his ears back and forth.

"Then why do you seem upset?" Jackie questioned, gently tugging on his long ear.

"Because, mmhh," he hesitated but leaned on her touch. "It's not a big thing, donut."

"I'll pt you more if you tell me." Jackie grinned, "and maybe even a kiss." She teased, very gently petting his hips.

"It's personal, so I'll accept a kiss if you want such information." He said, twisting around to look at her. It was weird that she liked this form so much when others detested it.

"Yes, so please tell me." Jackie asked, very gently cupping his cheek and rubbing his soft fur.

"Ok." he took a deep breath. "I'm THE only maned wolf around and, well, I look weird in comparison to other canines." To emphasize it he moved his overly long legs and his somewhat short tail, his mane flickering.

"You don't look weird at all." Jackie protested with a frown. "What makes you think you look weird?"

"Only Lady A has ever seen another maned wolf, so of course I look strange to everyone here." He said.

" … oh." Jackie said, leaning back on one arm while gently rubbing his belly. Of course others would find him different looking than any other wolf or animal. A maned wolf was very specialized in his environment, hence the long legs, short tail and large ears. And because of that, of course no one here in Wonderland would know what he was supposed to be by just looking at him. "Yeah, I guess that's true. Here in Wonderland, they would expect you to look more like a wolf but instead you're a maned wolf." Jackie noted, understanding why Fiore was nervous in his wolf form. He was nervous about being judged by others.

"The lullaby doesn't care because they know it's the proud sign of Lady A's power and influence." He wagged his tail a bit. "But everyone else … well. There's not even a way to explain what I am because Lady A is a secret too." He sighed. "I've met many beautiful ladies that like me as long as they don't see this form."

"That sounds unfortunate." Jackie admitted with a frown. "Does anyone pet you at all? Does Lady- I mean, Aria, pet you at all?" Jackie asked, seeing that he very clearly needed love and attention. Maybe this was why he acted like such a flirt?

"Lady A is too busy and important to deal with me that way. She has pet me a bit a couple times, though." He smiled, laying over Jackie at the happy memory. "Once when she explained to me what I was and once more when I had my career meeting with her." His smile widened and his fur puffed. "She is so grand that she bothers with meeting and checking on all of us even if it just consumes her time."

The young woman hummed with a slow smile pulling her lips up. "Clearly she doesn't pet you enough. So from now on whenever you want me to, I'll pet you." Jackie grinned, hoping to set up some kind of deal where she would be able to pet him as much as she wanted to.

"What! No, don't bother Lady A with me, no matter how much and how great her touch is!" He barked in alarm.

"I'll do what I want. And of course that means petting you whenever you want." Jackie grinned before leaning in and gently kissing the side of his muzzle.

He blushed and licked her back, before quickly looking away. He swayed back and forth, seeming torn as to what to do before he finally looked back with a smile. "Let's finish with the flowers and go home. I'll prepare you a delicious meal."

"Alright, sounds good." Jackie smiled, letting Fiore flip onto his paws as she stood up.

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They were soon finished and had gone back. Fiore had left the flowers with the other faceless and had gone back up to prepare Jackie that delicious meal.

"Ready." Fiore grinned, setting the meal on the table. "Are you sure you want to eat bland food tonight? I don't mind eating bland food so you can enjoy the meal I made." Fiore said, lifting the top off of the container. Within the container was a beautiful and fancy lobster pasta with a clear garlic and butter sauce. The steam filled the air and exposed its delicious scent with made Jackie's eyes roll into the back of her head. Jackie's mouth immediately began to water before she shook her head and looked away.

"No, I'll take bland tonight. What's the point in making yummy food if you can't enjoy it? So go ahead and enjoy it; I'll take care of you tonight." Jackie grinned. "Besides, I'm still full from the lunch you made."

"You sure? Because you were acting really cute with it." He grinned. "I don't mind, we are safe here, so we can eat delicious food and go all out."

"It's not safe to do that." Jackie chuckled. "Go ahead and eat, Fiore." Jackie said, eating her bland toast.

"It is. Lady A set up a big perimeter to protect this building." He smiled, placing the dish between them. "What kind of host would I be if I didn't feed you delicious food when I said I would. It's my duty, Licorice."

"I know, but I need a break tonight. I don't want to wake up tomorrow mortified at whatever I've done." Jackie laughed, knowing that Aria probably had this place as secure as it could be. "And if you're that worried, then you can make me a yummy breakfast tomorrow. So seriously, eat and enjoy." Jackie grinned.

"But you enjoyed it a lot and so did I." He insisted one last time, tilting his head towards the food ever so slightly.

"No is a no." Jackie smiled in return and happily drank her water.

"Fine, but tomorrow you will eat the delicious breakfast I will prepare. And you still owe me a kiss for that super secret personal information." He reminded her as his tail flicked.

"Didn't I already give that to you?" Jackie asked, raising a suspicious eyebrow.

"No, you didn't. Well, not in a when I'm in a form that counts." He flickered his ears. "Or do you want me to kiss you instead?" He leaned forward for that kiss.

"Later. I'm eating." Jackie nervously smiled and bit into the toast to help cover her mouth.

Fiore looked confused and whined, just eating his meal in silence. After which he merely stood up and went to brush his teeth.

"I'm going to sleep." He said before crawling into bed and changing form. He had figured it out. It was weird but it was fine. She was into bestiality, apparently.

" … do you … feel weird or anything?" Jackie asked in confusion.

"I'm itchy and my head hurts. Maybe mixing all those flavors just made them bloat." He half grunted and went to drop on the bed, pouty and tired.

"Bloat? She questioned the word choice before brushing it off. "Do you feel feverish at all?" She asked, walking over and touching his forehead. He didn't seem suddenly grabby or excited - and seemed sane for the moment. "Maybe the combination you ate makes you tired - or grumpy. Do you feel annoyed?" Jackie asked as she pulled out her notebook to take some notes.

"I am." Fiore growled. "My body feels hot, not in the nice hot, but just hot and achy, like when the lady sings but … forceful, and all along my muscles. It's like having a beating from inside out and gets me in a bad mood. It also pokes behind my nose, under my skull … like sniffing pepper directly there."

"Wow - ok, so that king of food makes you physically sore? That's new. Most flavors seem to affect us, you know, emotionally. Oh, but then again, it can wind up the body to get all uh, hot and bothered," she noted, curious.

"It's probably the combination of all flavors. Maybe it stimulated the drug effects too much." He whined, tipping his head back in aggravation over this particular moodswing.

"Maybe," Jackie frowned, tapping the pen to the paper. "Hm, maybe you can try to sleep it off?"

Fiore huffed and then rolled belly up, "sure, let's sleep. Some cuddling will definitely help with the soreness." He gave her a charming and needy smile.

Jackie snorted a small laugh. "Ah, I walked right into that one, huh?" She teased, feeling a little shy - but the invite into his warm arms was too tempting to ignore. She went ahead and stepped into the bathroom, putting her pajamas on - sweatpants and a sports bra, really - and returned to lay down next to him; only to find him completely naked and ready. Jackie stopped short by the couch, leaning back slightly.

"C'mon, join me." Fiore opened his arms. "I need a beautiful lady like yourself to get better and not be grumpy in the morning."

Jackie hesitated. They've already uh, been intimate, so what did it matter? She shyly smiled, working up the courage before coming over and crawling into bed with him and his warm arms.

Fiore hugged her and kissed her behind the ear, already spooning. "Let's do it. I think we can sweat out some of the effects."

"Go to sleep, Fiore," Jackie encouraged, feeling her face flush at the thought.

"Not without at least some kisses." Fiore kissed her forehead and gave her a silly grin.

Jackie fidgeted, nervous before she turned and kissed the back of his hand. "There, how's that?"

"Not good enough. What about something like this?" He immediately proceeded to kiss her mouth deeply as his hands went to pull her into a warm embrace. As expected, her spine tensed up and she slightly pushed against him - but her fingers tentatively held his arm steady. Fiore gently eased her in closer, leaving plenty of little love pecks around her lips before she nervously pushed back into the kiss and quickly retreated, looking down as her face blew up into a bright red mess.

"Now it is your turn to give the kisses." Fiore waited, grinning while his hands traveled her back up and down to encourage her.

Jackie nervously kissed his chin before pushing his face back. "O-ok, that's enough, go to sleep." She frowned, trying to turn her back to him but he didn't let her turn away.

"No, it's not. A real kiss, Jackie." The wolf gave a fast peek to her nose and waited, grinning.

"Ugh," Jackie sighed, glancing back to the dog, "you didn't specify what kind of kiss."

"A real kiss. A candid and hot one. Like the ones you've been giving me for the past days." He nuzzled her with his nose for a bit. "You know what I mean. The kind of kisses you like too."

The young woman held his face, gently petting his cheek with a thumb. "I'm, I'm still new to this," she frowned, dipping in for a moment for a kiss before chickening out and pulling back. "I don't, don't always feel so comfortable with it."

"Donut … you are not new. We have been doing this a lot and we have been doing far more than kisses, or we've been doing kisses not always on the mouth. You are wild, you know? And I've been trying to make you feel comfortable." Fiore pouted, wanting her to know how hard he's been working.

"I'm, really not that wild," Jackie pouted, glancing away, "and I do appreciate you trying to make me feel more comfortable - uh, I do," she awkwardly spoke, suddenly losing her spine quite a bit. Damn this casanova dog!

"You are. You enjoy it and once you get into it you demand more. I'll happily oblige." He began massaging her in more randy ways as he kissed her neck. "I will go until you kiss me well…or I'll keep going if you want after you kiss me."

"Fine, fine," she frowned, hesitant. "One kiss and that's it. "

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Aria woke up hugging the warden, both naked and cuddling after the quite strenuous night. She was sore and her legs felt numb. Curiously, it was only her and only one Joker in bed. "Black, where's White? He missed the fun."

"White was out taking care of other shit. Who cares? I'm not enough for you?" Black smirked, biting and tugging on her ear with a grin.

Aria chuckled, kissing his neck and leaving another hickey on him. "I care. And I'm damn sore, thanks to you; the good kind of sore."

"Damn right you are. Glad you're feeling better." Black smirked before kissing her forehead and enjoying the brief hug. "I'm going to clean up; stay right there in that sticky hot mess and as soon as I'm done I'll ride you until you can't walk." He evilly grinned before biting her neck.

"I don't think I can walk already, so you'll have a calm ride." She chuckled some more, stretching over and rolling to rest on the bed face down with a satisfied hum .

"Good. Now you'll think of me for the next dozen Time Changes considering all those bruises on your gorgeous ass." He laughed, biting her ear again to leave a matching mark she left on him before he hopped out of bed and headed to the shower, "I'll help you take a shower later once I'm done with you. Then, I'll cuddle the shit out of you."

"Mmhhh, mmhhh." She said, ready to take a small nap before he went into the shower. She stretched once more, feeling sore and feeling good, burying her face on the pillow and just enjoying the calm of the moment.

She was about to doze off again while listening to the shower going before she felt a breach in the immediate perimeter. Her eyes opened and she rolled to face the disturbance, hearing footsteps echo down the hall. Black suddenly bolted from the washroom, making Aria flinch to see him sprint out of the door butt naked and make a grab for someone. For a moment, she thought it may be an escaped inmate before she heard Julius's voice.

"What are you doing?!" Julius's voice shouted in a panic, making Aria bulk before she rolled behind the bed and prepared for possible combat.

From the hall, Black grabbed the startled clockmaker's jacket and shoved him away from the room in a fury. "Fucking dammit, mortician!" Black irritably snapped at him before snatching up the clock. He twisted around, seeing Aria hadn't busted through the door just yet. "I'll take care of him, so don't you worry - you and your ass stay put!" He snapped, worried about another potential explosive episode of murdery psychopathy for the mentally traumatized and disturbed foreigner that just so happened to be able to erode matter and distort reality. Black whipped around towards the mortician, making him jolt. "You! Fuck off out of here!" Black ordered before he shoved the mortician before he transported the clockmaker and himself to the edges of the circus.

"You fucking moron! Don't come waltzing into my damn territory like that!" Black hissed, snatching White's clock back from the clockmaker, "get the hell out of here!" He demanded before pausing, noticing the clock had been fixed; at least as well as it could be.

"Joker, I was only returning White's clock and I wanted to talk about our recent dealings." Julius frowned, crossing his arms. "This alliance between our territories seems to have had some unexpected effects on the lands that I was not previously warned about."

"Fuck off back to the Clock Tower - we can talk later." Black hissed, continuing to push him along. "Interrupting my time with that firm ass - you've got a damn death wish."

Julius shuddered, unsure what poor soul Joker had trapped in that room. "We need to talk. I can feel a strange shift in the world, even some clocks feel different."

"We'll talk later." Black growled before transporting back to the Warden's room.

Julius saw Joker disappear and he turned around and went back to his own territory. Beyond the changes in the lands, something was stirring in his mind. Memories he couldn't quite place. In some, there was someone he didn't know? Perhaps? He sighed, deciding not to dwell on the troublesome memories.

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When Joker stepped through the space he spotted Aria in full combat gear ready to strike, even though it was clear she was pushing herself to do so with her body trembling. "Bitch, it's fine. All clear." Black frowned, "the mortician's gone, I told him to fuck off."

"Ok." She dropped down on the bed all exhausted, her armor melting down back in shadows and leaving her naked again. Readying herself for immediately combat was, clearly, draining.

"Now go lay down." Black ordered, snapping into existence a bottle of oil, "I'm going to make you so damn relaxed." He devilishly smirked.

Aria groaned, trying to get up again. "No … I actually need to go. I'm running in a schedule and I have a meeting in 2 hrs."

"Oh, fuck your schedule. Dammit." Black frowned, annoyed as he set the oil down. "Just let me massage and fuck you. Hell, I'll fuck you right in the meeting if you're down." He grinned, appearing to be liking the image of that.

She chuckled, or at least attempted to, "unfortunately I need to revise some projects and determine the return over investment, and it's a brainstorming session to determine possible risks and added costs."

"What you need is a good few days of fucking." Black growled, "you can do that shit later; doesn't sound like anything you need to get done immediately."

Aegis appeared from her shadow looking like a small fluffy bird. "I have to agree with him. Most risks have already been assessed and the rest is number crunching calculations. I can do that."

"See? Even your weird thing agrees with me," Black insisted but he didn't pick up the bottle just yet.

"I also need to check on Jackie and my puppy." She groaned. "I'm sure the prude has some kind of new mental trauma."

"That bitch always has a trauma. Leave it be." Black frowned, "and stop making bitch excuses."

"I was with them. They are fine, surprisingly." Aegis informed, curiously flying like a bumble bee and not a bird right over her, "they have agreed to try managing a stable normal relationship and Jackie Penske is moving with him."

"Still can't believe that prude managed to get dicked down," Black snorted before laughing, "I bet she sucks at it! Want to bet how many times she's fallen off his dick?" Black wildly laughed.

"I actually have recordings of it all." The AI happily chirped. "Amazingly the number is zero, but that is most likely because Fiore, as a canine, possesses a knot."

Black only laughed harder at the thought, holding his stomach from how hard he was laughing, "no fucking way! Let me see," Black laughed, "I bet that bitch has no form." He snickered.

"Well, we can have a movie night out of it. Although I'm sure it wouldn't be a good movie, maybe a funny one but not a good one." Aria suggested, smiling and snickering at the thought. "But meanwhile I need to go encourage her. She is tangled with one of my guys and he also needs some mental reassurance, I guess."

"Fuck yeah, we will!" He laughed, "we can make bets and see 'what will happen next' sort of games," he evilly snickered, "that will be a fun night. How many hours you got?" Black asked, looking to Aegis

"I have around 6 hours of fornication action and some other 8 hours of foreplay, postplay, cuddling or random." Aegis answered, landing over Aria's hair and nesting on it.

"Perfect. Let's set up for that movie night and let Aegis go do whatever shit you keep trying to make excuses up for. If you agree, I'll even oil you up all nice," Black grinned, acting as if it was an honor for her.

"I promised to take care of helping next time Jackie and Fiore have intercourse. So the filming is better." Aegis promised. "I'll go take care of your schedule. My calculations estimate that you have around 12 hours free until your presence is really needed, although at that point your schedule will be full again, I'm afraid."

"Perfect time to see how the prude reacts to getting dicked down." Black laughed.

Aria let out a deep sigh. "Ok, 6 hours and then 4 to sleep, then 2 to get ready. No more." Aria finally agreed. "However I'm thinking there would be good profit if I make a movie production of these videos, and maybe include other faceless as well? If possible of course."

"Having a record of that prude's firsts will be fucking hilarious!" He loudly laughed, "it's her fault for being such a damn prude for so long. And I'd want a tape of that comedy show."

"Of course. I'll start the production right away." Aegis said, jumping in the air and then diving right back into her shadow, disappearing.

"Good; now let's go watch some comedy." Black grinned before picking Aria up and hugging her. "And if, somehow, we get turned on while watching the prude get porked, we can fuck. Your tight ass definitely needs it." Black teased.

Aria laid down ready for a massage and some rest before continuing the humping marathon, but even though she was trying to relax, she was still uneasy. The damn clockmaker had been here. That hermit had gotten out of his tower to come specifically here, all the way to the prison. "Black … why did that holder come here? And where is White?"

"Does it matter?" Black huffed in annoyance, leaning over and biting the back of her shoulder. After a moment of silence, seeing she wasn't about to let this go, he huffed. "He came according to the rules, we spend what time we had to together, and he fucked off. I came running out like my ass was on fire because I didn't want him to see your plowed ass laying in bed. As for White, I'm not letting that shit for brains in here - it's just you and me time."

Aria frowned. "White didn't come last night either, and it was DP night. He always likes to bottom and get lashed and spanked after a random event. And Aegis has been perfecting the multiple tentacle control. He wouldn't have missed that, much less on DP night. So say the full truth already."

"He's been busy - we both have been." Black shrugged as Aria twisted around, studying the Role Holder's honesty.

"True too but not a concrete truth to the question asked. Don't try me on rhetoric, Joker." She gave him a couple pats on the head. "We bet hours to spend time with each other, White wouldn't pass up on being with me in my rare moments of free time that I've saved for you, Joker."

Black narrowed his eye, scowling towards her and keeping his lips sealed tight. His jaw tensed, keeping quiet on something.

The foreigner crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Just say it already."

With a heavy roll of his shoulders, deciding to relent, he lifted his hand into the air and snapping his fingers, making a clock appear in his hand; a beautiful and ornate golden clock with delicately placed gems on top of the clock's hands. The clock's edges were engraved, showing a variety of images, most of which depicted two masks - one smiling, one frowning. The clock was much more gaudy than any other ones she had seen so far here in Wonderland. "The dumbass is right here. He'll regenerate soon enough, so don't go on a genocidal murdering spree and cause me trouble." Black growled. "He'll be back in a few Time Changes."

Aria's expression froze, all signs of emotion drained from her as she reached for the clock but hesitated, then touching it with one finger and retreating her hand, looking at the clock before tendrils of darkness called from her and around the clock, her eyes changed to a purple glow as she began examining the clock before some more darkness delicately took it to hold it in the air with utmost care. She then placed her hands beside the clock, without touching it and began humming a small song, concentrating into wishing for his well being and him regenerating and coming back.

Black raised an eyebrow, pleasantly surprised to see her be so gentle - but was more pissed off at White for dying as he did. "No need to be so damn delicate. He's the dumbass that went and got himself killed." Black growled, tempted to throw the damn clock across the room - but knowing that would prolong his other half's healing, he refrained from doing so.

Aria let darkness take the clock above them and she sighed before giving the warden a very stern gaze. "I'd be equally delicate with you, but I'd rather NOT see you get harmed! Much less so bad that you got killed."

"I'm not so fucking dumb as to get myself killed without a damn good reason. Shit still hurts." Black miffed. "I'm not about to leave Wonderland unattended as the only Joker half upkeeping the rules."

"Ok, that's it. I'm going to give you some guards to watch your back and maybe make some minor relics and definitely some ruby red pills too." She looked utterly decided on this. "I'm not going to allow anyone to hurt you; well, at least not to the point of you getting killed."

Black snorted a laugh. "Ha! Fuck off," he cackled with a jut of his chin, finding the mere idea hilarious. "I can't die, sweetheart - the worst they can do is prolong my regeneration before the other half fucks them up," he toothily grinned, brimming with confidence.

"Well, a foreigner can truly kill you, and there are 3 currently in this world. Besides, there are many things that can still fuck you up permanently. You can still end up with only 1 of you." She huffed and pointed her finger towards White's clock. "Getting your clock exposed can end up with it being melted down, getting submerged in acid and destroyed, separated in so many pieces that can be taken away so that they can't be reunited, it can be engraved and modified, a potion of hearts can be used over it, someone can take it the the hatter and he could easily trick Alice into destroying it, it can be tossed to the other side of the mirror, or it can be sealed away. Potentially it can be rusted til the metal becomes dust, it can be remolded with heat it can," she continued to list, pausing seeing Black's annoyance.

"The fact that you've thought of that shit is concerning. Most of that would only slow down regeneration, and," Black pinched the bridge of his nose, bothered, "any idea how many rules all of those would break? Ah, fuck it," Black shrugged with a sigh. "Go ahead, give me guards, then. Their sorry asses better not get themselves killed down here."

"You are well aware that there are some who are so desperate that they wouldn't care about breaking the rules." Aria frowned as darkness moved the clock back to her hands. She gently touched the tip of her nail to the smooth glass, feeling it was made of sturdier materials than other clocks. "How did it happen? This time it must have been quite dire if it impeded White from arriving to DP night."

"No idea. He blocked me from his thoughts before I felt him die." Black shrugged, unbothered by it. "Really doesn't matter. He'll talk when he regenerates."

"I'm not convinced." Her frown deepened. "White should have been super pumped with all the mana I've been giving you Joker. I've been powering you up a lot each time we see each other. With every single kiss and touch and more."

"Don't think we haven't noticed." Black spoke, his smile taking a slightly softer edge. "White will heal up soon enough. All I know is that the dumbass is skipping out on work and now I need to cover his stupid ass." Black bitingly hissed between his teeth, now more irritated than he wanted to be while being with Aria.

"I'll just fill you up with mana and him too so he regenerates faster. And once he does, I'm beating him up and then go kill whomever dared hurt him." Her gaze became maniacal, maddened and murderous for a moment. She then took a deep breath and began singing a small tune, focusing on the clock in her hands and willing her determination to have White back.

"Don't cause more trouble for me than you have to. Getting new Role Holders is a pain in the ass," Black clicked his tongue to the roof of his mouth.

"Aegis pulled out from the shadows and became a little squirrel on the bed. He began speaking for his user as she could not. "So it was a role holder who did this?"

Black rolled his eye in thought, staring at a fixture on the ceiling, "I have a hard time seeing a faceless or group of faceless being able to gang up on White enough to kill him. White normally takes afterimages with him when he goes around and those strong bitches can take down most faceless. They wouldn't stand a chance against most Role Holders and White, hm," Black huffed, "possibly sacrificed himself to get some information. Not sure since the prick blocked me. Listen, I can guess all night long about why he died or who killed him but I won't know until he comes back."

The AI became a mere blob of darkness. "We shall not comment on the faceless comment, but I will remark that it is clear that the only thing to figure out is who exactly harmed you and thus caused such distress to my user. Please avoid doing so in the future."

"No shit," Black raised an eyebrow towards the AI, "as for the faceless comment, your Lullaby probably could slaughter a Role Holder - but I doubt you'd let them kill us. Most other faceless wouldn't stand a chance. Don't get your tits in a twist over words," Black growled.

Aegis began scurrying down as a liquid from the bed towards the ground. "We appreciate the recognition. For the moment perhaps you should get near in order to benefit even more from my user's mana. "

Black huffed, grabbing her and holding her close from behind. "I'm going to hold you meanwhile." He huffed and then grinned, snorting a laugh, "I can fuck you right on top of his clock - or rather," he sinisterly smirked, looking particularly vicious. "I'll spank your ass so fucking hard with that clock, it'll double the Time Changes it'll take for that shit to recover," he cackled, seeming to like the idea as his gleaming eye locked onto the clock.

Aria looked at Black with apparent horror, stopping in her song as darkness created a protective barrier over the clock. "Like hell you are!"

He snorted a short laugh. "Fine, then bring your ass over here and let me hold you. You're not slipping away from me while I'm sleeping," he said, holding his arms open.

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Jackie's back ached as she walked down the sidewalk with Fiore, seeing that happy damn dog wagging his tail like there wasn't a problem in the world. That one kiss led from one thing to another and now she at least had a night she could remember - clearly. Her face began turning red, recalling the weird noises she made. Damn that dog, her spine hurt - yeah right, one kiss! Despite that, she did appreciate him walking with her to the store.

"Thanks for coming with me to the store, Fiore. I appreciate it." Jackie thanked as she trotted down the street, both of them carrying a bag of clothes for her - hers being considerably more modest than the skimpy undergarments he had bought for her. She was a little embarrassed, but was kinda excited to try them on.

"I honestly would prefer to stay in doors and lay low. I could have gone to get the clothes myself or we could have asked a favor from the girls." He perked for a moment. "Just beware of Ava … she loves shopping for shoes." he chuckled, wagging his tail. "But, seriously, I don't mind doing the shopping and it would have been safer."

"No way, you would have gotten my clothes that make me uncomfortable. Plus, I can't stay indoors for too long or else I'll go insane." She sighed, enjoying the crisp ripeness of the slightly chilly air. It was nice that Clover seemed to favor the slightly colder weather; the perfect kind of sweater weather and to leave the windows open in dusk or dawn. She swore those Time Changes lasted longer in Clover - and she didn't have one complaint against that.

"Being indoors can be very fun and productive too." He chuckled, already planning some nice surprise for her. "We have very big spaces underground and even lights simulating the Time Change and weather above or changing it for trainings. be it great pools or training fields, we have them. And they are safe."

Jackie stopped short and looked to him. "Oh no way - you have weather changing machines uh, there?" She asked, catching herself but wanting to know how that was possible - and it could be possible to install those in the park! … or better not, Gowland might flood it.

Fiore's ear suddenly flickered before he half turned. Before she could see what he was looking at, she heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, Jackie!" Elliot's voice called out as Jackie turned, seeing Elliot trot over to her with a big grin on his face. "Rare to see you out of the park."

"O-oh, hey." Jackie greeted, turning towards the rabbit while being somewhat worried about Fiore. Like all notes, he hated Role Holders. She could only imagine how he's reacting to seeing Elliot right now. "Just uh, out for a walk. I wanted to take a look around Clover country and see what new stores are here."

"Oh yeah?" He asked with a wide toothy grin. "If that's the case, why don't I show you the best bakery here?" He offered, taking her by the arm.

"Y-yeah?" She asked, nervously smiling. There was no reason she could think of to turn him down.

"He probably means the royal staircase's second location for clover, Miss Jackie." Fiore added, making sure to discreetly spot all exits in the area - and spotting some other Hatter faceless nearby. He also knew that Lullaby operatives were probably crawling around too.

"No, I'm talking about the Clover Pop place. And you are?" Elliot asked, looking over to him with an unreadable expression. "You sound new," he commented with a slight flicker of his ear.

Fiore gave a small bow to the holder. "I am Firen Rick. I work at the amusement park. I am currently taking care of showing Jackie around and was entrusted with taking care of her needs for the moment as her room got blown up again."

Elliot's suspicious expression dropped, surprised. "No shit?" He asked, seeing her nod.

"Yeah … uh, again," Jackie nervously laughed. Honestly, if she didn't laugh at the situation, she'd cry. Worrying about being blown up was truly terrifying.

Elliot's ears pulled back with a frown. "Jackie, you really should come stay at the Mansion. At least there your room won't get blown up there."

"It probably wouldn't, but then I'd uh, have to deal with the love birds there. Really uh, wouldn't want to do that." She awkwardly chuckled.

Elliot stared at her as his ears twitched, studying her stressed demeanor before he grinned. "I'm going to treat you to some really good sweets." Elliot stated before looking over to Fiore. "Want to come with us? You'll have to pay for your own, though."

Fiore perked up, perfectly playing the kind stupid and hopeful part of a recently replaced card. "It shall be an honor, sir. I would like if you were to allow me to accompany Miss Jackie as it's the job I was given; and perhaps I can suggest some other place as Miss Jackie ate recently and more food might not be such a good idea."

"No way, I want to get my discount for taking a lady friend." Elliot cheerfully grinned. "It's so rare I catch Jackie on one of her breaks so there's no way I'm not going to take advantage of this. She won't say no as long as I pay." Elliot triumphantly grinned.

Fiore glanced over to Jackie, seeing her seal her lips up tight and sheepishly glance away - she was caught, totally and absolutely. It's been a while since she had gone out with Elliot. While she won't dare eat anything while they were out, she could still save it for later.

"If Miss Jackie feels uncomfortable, I do know a couple girls that wouldn't mind accompanying you and even paying their half as they like sweets too." Then he made himself look alarmed. "I-I do not want to sound disrespectful or anything, sir, but Jackie has gotten some bad incidents with food recently."

"Food incidents?" Elliot questioned, outright ignoring the comment. "What's he talking about?"

"Uh, diet," she quickly lied, clearly not convincing either Fiore or Elliot.

"Liar - there's no way you're on a diet." Elliot cut right through her flimsy lie.

Fioere looked between them, as if he could not know if he should aide either of them. A mere card would have no way to decide, so he nodded and kept looking between them, making sure to look and sound incredibly indecisive. "mmhh..should I present you those girls, sir?"

"I don't see why you keep offering me something I'm not interested in." Elliot frowned, narrowing his eyes towards the dog. He carefully examined Fiore's more animal features, twitching his ear.

Jackie perked up, seeing his temper flaring a bit. Fiore wouldn't stand a chance if Elliot got really mad at him. "Hey, Elliot, what was the name of that shop again? And I'm guessing they have carrot flavored desserts if you're so interested in them."

Elliot's expression immediately brightened into a wide grin. "Yeah! The carrot desserts are delicious! They have carrot chocolate, carrot cake, carrot cupcakes," Elliot began listing all of the carrot products with his eyes only growing more and more excited.

"Those sound pretty good. Lead the way." Jackie grinned, stepping over to Elliot. He grinned, setting a hand around her shoulders and began leading the way without looking back to Fiore.

Fiore kept on carrying Jackie's bags and followed along silently, all the while internally cursing and deciding that until further notice, they'd be getting the ingredients delivered to their place and he'd be the one cooking. That, and Jackie definitely needed lessons on how to avoid holders. Damn, she was trying to help but she was sooo obvious and terrible at it.

Elliot enthusiastically led the way as Jackie walked beside him, making sure to try and keep her clothes bag closed. She was sure the more sensitive purchases were in Fiore's bag, and she hoped he had enough sense to not let Elliot see them.

Not too far away was the proclaimed 'best bakery ever' and hopped inside the small but cozy shop. Elliot bought some sweets before taking a seat with Jackie and Fiore, munching down on some them as Jackie nervously eyed the delicious looking sweets. They looked amazing but she knew if she had any, she'd be lost in uh, complete lust, more or less. Her cheeks touched with red, beginning to feel very nervous. What would happen if she was out without Fiore and she ate something? Or what would happen if Elliot saw her in her drugged up state? The thought frightened her as her fists trembled.

Fiore practically smelled her nervous apprehension and noticed her knuckles getting white. He also noticed that the chocolate seemed … fine, but it was not prime or special. In fact it looked quite cheap; even so, Jackie seemed to be almost salivating over it. Damn, was the poor donut not used to good chocolate that she'd take this so easily. He'd have to correct that.

"Hm? Why haven't you eaten anything yet? I got you what you liked," he curiously asked, licking some cream off of his thumb.

"Uh, I'm already pretty stuffed from lunch. I'm definitely taking it home though." She longingly stared at the treats, sooo tempted to pop it in her mouth but knowing the result kept her steady.

"Awe, come on. A little bit won't hurt," Elliot encouraged, holding up a chocolate ball with a cheeky grin, seeing the flash of desire in her eyes.

"You can take it home if you so desire, Miss Jackie." Fiore tried backing her up but he could see that her resolution was breaking. "Perhaps it would be good after your dinner?"

"Y-yeah, so," she began before Elliot popped the little sweet ball of chocolate into her opened mouth. She was so startled that she gagged before it slid down her throat, horrifying her.

"See? It's good," Elliot grinned as Jackie felt her face go ten shades paler.

"Uh, I gotta go," Jackie quickly spoke, deciding to cut it right then and there, "uh, let's meet up again later," she said as she quickly slipped out the door first, quickly followed by Fiore. He tried to cover her but Elliot was right on their tail, visibly panicked.

"Wait, seriously? Did you really not want to eat it that badly?" He asked as Jackie felt a cold shiver rivet up her spine.

Jackie's feet wavered as Fiore quickly redirected her into an alleyway, giving her support before Elliot grabbed Fiore's shoulder and shoved him back. "Oh shit - hey, what's wrong?" He asked, feeling her skin beginning to glow a bit hot.

"Uh, nothing, er," Jackie began, feeling her brain beginning to turn into heated mush. The blood rushed to her face, thoroughly embarrassing her. She was at the complete and total mercy of Elliot. Losing strength in her legs, she leaned more heavily onto Elliot and gripped his jacket to try and keep herself up. The feeling of being exposed and vulnerable was very unsettling and it freaked her out.

"Miss Jackie! Can you wait til you get back!? Your indigestion will pass by then!" Fiore tried to cover but he knew it was useless now.

Jackie suddenly hugged Elliot's waist, startling him before she unbuckled his pants in one quick movement. Both men bulked, startled by the woman's fast precision.

"WHOA!" Elliot shouted, leaping back as he grabbed his pants to hold them up but she kept a firm grip, tightly holding onto him. "J-Jackie, what's gotten into you?!" He asked, panicking over her sudden change in behavior before he tipped her head up. Elliot stared at her hazy eyes, uneasily frowning before he made her open her mouth. He pressed his thumb against her tongue, blushing slightly as she shakily breathed and tried sucking on the digit before he pulled it back and checked the residue on his thumb. "Shit, what kind of drug is this?" Elliot growled, clenching his teeth as he tried holding the clingy woman at bay as he further observed her bizarre behavior. Jackie locked her arms around his waist, shakily breathing and holding on as tightly as she could.

With no other choice, FIore had to tell the holder. "Sir, Miss Jackie… it was supposed to be a secret because these are the effects. The reason why she didn't want to eat anything was because she was given some drug recently and for the moment food gives her weird effects." he looked worried and made sure to look apologetic. "I am here to prevent her from doing anything she'd regret later."

"And how did she get that drug in her system?" Elliot asked, facing his ears towards him - clearly judging his honesty based on the hard ticking of his clock.

Fiore knew the holder was listening to how hard his clock would tick. His lady had taught them that the march hare, and prime minister, had learned to identify if a clock ticked harder. Since clocks always tick at the same pace, the strength of the tick was what could give away their lies and fear away, so he made sure to keep his ticking nice and light. "It was a while ago. Someone tried to kidnap her."

"Jackie!" Boris's voice shouted, making both of the men jump and look up to see the feline looking down at them from the roof of the building with a panicked expression. Boris paused, observing the situation before he leapt down with a big grin on his face, looking over to Jackie as his tail playfully twitched. "Whoa~ I knew something good would happen if I stuck around." He sneakily grinned, seeing Jackie's fairly airy expression.

Fiore knew that the march hare was manageable, but the cat was just a disaster case. More so because he had seen them locked together and could identify his scent! This was bad. He needed an opening and then grab her and run . With his ability he could gain some seconds, but then losing them both would be almost impossible! Mentally he ushered a little prayer to his lady.

"What are you talking about, cat? You knew about this?" Elliot growled, locking Jackie's grabby hands in one hand as he quickly buckled his pants - all the while trying to keep the wiggling woman still. She weakly stayed in his grasp as her legs trembled, looking rather hazy. It was the rabbit's strength alone that was keeping her on her feet.

"Yeah - and I know something you don't know." Boris spoke with a mischievous grin pulling up his lips. "Turns out, Jackie isn't such a prude after all. Kinda fun, huh?" Boris grinned, poking her cheek as she tipped her head back and grit her teeth, trying to come out of the sudden blind heat she found herself in.

"What do you mean by that, cat?" Elliot growled, pulling Jackie away from the feline while holding her arms up, feeling her weakly struggling in his grasp while shakily panting.

"I mean that Jackie's looking to have some fun. Can't you smell it?" Boris cheekily smirked, flipping his tail back and forth.

Fiore looked between them. Maybe if he used his ability instead to cut out one of their throats … but didn't have enough time to do the other probably and would not get enough time for the squad to arrive nor would they be able to do much because the damn hatter's were also around.

"I'm getting real sick of your shit," Elliot stared with a sneering hiss before feeling a tug on his arm. He looked back over to Jackie, seeing Ace crouching behind her with a stupid grin on his face as he held her hips.

"Amazingly, Mr. kitty doesn't seem to be lying about his either." Ace grinned, squeezing Jackie's hips and making her jolt with a quick gasp. "And it seems Jackie is not a virgin. She has some fetish for fucking faceless, has some interesting friends, and she is hot but not that horny … yet." He laughed , all appreciative of the situation. "And since I killed Joker, we have some time to play before he comes back."

Elliot stared at Ace in annoyance before yanking Jackie out of the knight's arms. With one smooth motion, Elliot locked Jackie's wrists together behind her back as she leaned against his chest. Her blush was deep as she bit the collar of his jacket, looking impossibly lost as she leaned against him. "Hands off, asshole!"

"Considering you're the one holding her hostage, you're probably saying such to you, Mr. rabbit." Ace chuckled, getting out his sword. "It would be unknightly if I didn't help a dame in distress. Maybe as a reward she can present me some of her friends, the one that almost killed the kitty. Specifically."

"Yeah!" Boris grinned, hopping over to the side as Elliot suddenly found himself facing off with two Role Holders.

Elliot clenched his teeth as he bounced back a fair distance from them before darting down the alleyway and leaping up onto a rooftop in a single bound. At the very least he could outrun those crazy assholes. As Elliot ran over the rooftops, a nearby window flew open as Boris leapt onto the roof he was to land on, along with Ace who hopped through the window.

Fiore had no choice but to follow them, keeping his ability ready and waiting for the right moment.

"Kidnapping a foreigner that can't play back, is no fun or knightly!" Ace called while having some fun himself, quite determined to get Jackie and do whatever was needed for her to take him to that person.

Boris grinned, holding his gun up and shooting at Elliot. The bullet shot through his leg as Elliot grunted, hitting the side of the roof hard before flipping down and landing in the alleyway. Elliot leapt behind the building, standing behind the corner and listening for their approach.

With Elliot's back turned, Fiore spotted his chance. With a deep breath he finally used his ability, freezing time before he sprinted forward and quickly grabbed Jackie from the Role Holder's grasp. Seconds ticked by as Fiore sprinted away with her as fast as he could manage, feeling his ability lasting far longer than he anticipated before time once again began working. The holders been left behind in their stand out. The faceless didn't stop, however. Fiore quickly hurried down the street before opening a nearby safehouse and going inside, practically shoving Jackie in and then jumping, disappearing from view and from reach.

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