Blanka walked in a hurried pace in the dark alley ways, avoiding eye contact with those who took refuge in the slums. She shoved her hands in her pockets to keep them warm; why did whoever sent her that God forsaken phone call have to insist at meeting at night? More importantly, why did she decide to come alone? She was armed to the teeth, well, Blanka's version of being armed to the teeth; all she brought with her was her saw-toothed sword and a gun she "borrowed" from the Armali kid. Underneath her hoodie was her real trump card, an olive green backpack with a pound of C4, and a knife that was attached to the assault vest that held her ammunition as well. Even though she was heavily armed, she still thought she should have brought someone along with her; someone quiet, like Morgan. After all, it was Morgan's teammate that was the incentive for her to be here. Everything was a confused mess but knew one thing for certain: if Sable had so much as a scratch on her there would be hell to pay.

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Earlier that day

Morgan had been quite happy that morning, there was no class scheduled, he didn't plan any training for his team and he was currently knitting new beanies for his team. The rock collection he started on their first day had slowly gotten bigger and he now kept them all in a small box under his bed along with the other boxes containing other collections ranging from seashells to odd metal scraps. Copper was asleep with his head on Sable's lap and she was busy reading some of the latest news on the faunas world and Victor was off casually beating the crap outta some kids who made fun of Copper. Everything was great; until team BLMN barged into their room.

"What are you guys doing? You're supposed to be helping us research." Moss said annoyed. Copper woke up with a jolt as he sensed Luka's presence. Instincts told him to get the hell out of there but he took the second best option and stayed behind Sable, watching the cat carefully.

How did you get in here? Morgan signed to them.

"We don't get your hand gestures." Moss was even more annoyed now.

Maybe if we ignore them they will go away Sable signed to Morgan who smiled a little.

Wanna see how long we can do this until he becomes so pissed off he tries to hit us again? Morgan signed to Sable who now laughed aloud.

"Guys stop trying to piss Moss off." Blanka sighed as she walked in behind them. She had dark bags under her eye indicating she hadn't slept in some time. Team MAJN and team AIZS had really been a handful lately. Noir every night would sneak into their room and find out what they had learned which started to be a little too closely linked to Blanka so he'd replace some of the information with documents that Luka had forged. All of it had to run smoothly and team BLMN still wasn't fully cooperating with their leader.

Please don't offer for us to take over the research and forgery for today. I want to finish these hats by nightfall Morgan signed pleadingly .

Don't worry about it. I've got it covered Sable reassured him then turned to Blanka "We are working hard, trust us. Just get some sleep and don't worry. You won't be arrested tonight." Sable said with a smile but Blankas reply was a bit more harsh "I'll sleep when I'm dead" all of them were a bit taken back by that because the tone of her voice.

Letting out a long sigh, blanka looked at all of team MSCV with a serious stare " I don't care for your excuses just work har-" She was cut off with the sound of her scroll ringing. Blanka looked at the caller ID but found nothing on it and she knew who it was and gave a very serious face that everyone ever so slightly shivered at. Answering her scroll, Blanka spoke in a different language and after a few seconds of silence she spoke up again in the same different language that nobody knew then hung up. Running a hand through her hair, she let out a frustrated sigh before turning around and exiting out of the door in a swift pace. Sable was about to get up but was stopped by Moss.

"Don't you will only make things worse and complicate the situation that she is in right now, we just came here to ask you to work harder than you already are." Moss said in a stern voice then motioned for the rest of his comrades to leave. As Moss and his team left, Morgan signed to his own friends Let's get started then

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Blanka had passed out from exhaustion on top of a computer and her team was taking the moment of peace to relax. Luka had already finished one book and was onto another book that was recommended to her by another cat faunas, Ninja's of Love was the title of it. After the first few pages she realized she needed to read this book in a corner so no on on her team, Moss especially, saw the graphic and blush worthy content within. Noir took it upon himself to try to keep Moss quiet, which basically meant he was trying to teach Moss how to braid Noir's hair. The knock at the door made the entire team jump and look at Blanka cautiously to see if she had woken up; she was still asleep which made the team give off a huge sigh in relief. Morgan, Copper and Victor were standing at the door. Copper was biting his nails and looking around with a worried face.

"What's wrong?" Luka whispered to Copper and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder but he jumped at the cat and hid behind Morgan who started to sign.

"Is Sable in here?" Victor translated. Team BLMN glanced at eachother then back to Morgan; they had learned that when Morgan was signing, regardless of who was interpreting, to talk to Morgan since it was the polite thing to do.

"She's not in here. Why?" Moss asked, holding Noir back from going to wake up Blanka at the news of a missing Sable.

"She left an hour ago and isn't answering her scroll and we don't know where she is." Victor voiced for Morgan.

"Where was the last place you saw her?" Blanka asked, emerging from her slumber into full alert mode.

"In our room." Copper said meekly.

"Close the door." Luka commanded as Moss ushered team MSCV into the room. Once the door was shut Blanka began to pace nervously.

"Do you think that perhaps team AISZ or MAJN has figured out her connection?" Noir asked the question on everyone's mind.

"Let's go find out." Moss smirked, grabbing his weapon.

"No." Blanka snapped, trying to take control of the situation but she had no idea what to do. The intense silence was broken by Blanca's scroll ringing loudly. She answered and everyone saw her face grow into a stern scowl. After hanging up she threw her scroll against a wall.

"What?" Copper asked after a pause.

"Someone just called. They have Sable and they said they know. They want to meet up tonight to discuss letting her go." Blanca said darkly. "I didn't recognize the voice so there's a possibility that team AIZS or MAJN had something to do with it."

"That's not like either of the teams to do that…" Luka mumbled and started thinking on who could possibly want to kidnap Sable.

"What are you going to do?" Victor translated for Morgan. "Can we help at all?" Blanka stared at the wall for a minute, contemplating.

"I'll meet them. Alone."

"That's a stupid idea, even for you." Moss crossed his arms.

"They'll expect you to be armed." Copper now translated for Morgan.

"But they won't expect me to be armed as much as I will be." Blanka smirked, planning strategy after strategy after strategy.

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(Later that day, after the first paragraph)

Blanka looked up as she saw a shadow projected onto the brick wall, motioning her to go further into a dark alley. Eye scanning the trash littered alley as blanka took each step with absolute care to make sure she doesn't trigger any traps that lie in wait for her. Turning the corner cautiously, Blanka spotted a red scarred metal door at the end of the ally, on the left side of the grungy brick wall that lead into a unknown location. Taking out her silenced handgun she approached the door with caution, placing her left hand on the greasy knob, blanka slowly opened the door and within she saw the flicker of a candle light. When she fully opened the door, her tense shoulders dropped.

A table was set up, atop it were two candles giving off a romantic glow and its luminescence reflected off of the red table cloth that covered the mahogany round table. On a white ceramic plate at the middle of the table was a mountainous pile of spaghetti and meatballs . Sable sat there on a chair made of yew, wearing a dark velvet dress that was cut low at the front to show a bit of her…..splendor. Sables hair was tied up in a bun that showed off her supple neck, golden necklace, and small little jewels on her ram horns.

"Sable?! Come on before whoever kidnapped you comes back. I'll protect you." Blanka rushed towards Sable, gun still at the ready as she checked under the table and all around them for any traps. The ram just laughed jovaly.

"There is no kidnapper, Blanka. My team and I set this up. Unfortunately none of my team is any good at cooking but fortunately I can so tonight for dinner we are having the very complicated and intricate spaghetti and meatballs s." Sable explained in an elegant accent. Blanka looked at her confused and expressed her confusion.

"You've been so tense lately, I wanted you to have a night to relax. Also, happy three months." Sable smiled and stood up to embrace Blanka.

I'm done. Sorry for taking forever….It's my fault.