I watch the talkative guy head off with a flick of my tail and an after-tingle of scritching on my ears. The guy isn’t a bad petter. Messed up my fur a little, but after the little girl with the sticky hands I was due for a grooming, anyway. Moments after the pair had left, my ears twitch towards an interesting little order:

"Find the other Order members and tell them I need to meet with them in the War Room, but be discreet as we don’t know who may be listening."

Heh. You have no idea.

I discretely glue myself to my Isabel’s side again. Since the woman had spoken about it where my Isabel could hear, I’m hoping she’s one of these ‘Order members’ being ordered to this curious-sounding ‘War Room’ of theirs. Not that I like eavesdropping on important matters, or anything.

I’m also not a habitual liar.

((ooc: Continued in "Brainstorming".))

"Yea, I know... I just want to get the radio on right now..." he answered in regards to Raphael's warning about being caught in the car. He quickly put the car in gear and drove away from The Sanc, heading toward the restaurant Raphael had mentioned over the radio. "She went out of range which makes me a little nervous. I just want to ensure she's all right." He screeched around another corner and honked his horn at a crazy cab driver. There was still no reply from Fade. "That place gave me the creeps... Well, more like the people there."