((Got a picture for Savior. ;) Danny. haha))

"Repeat it."

Isabella Nevin, formerly known as Mirage, sighed quietly and crossed her arms. "We get in. We steal your supplies. We cause trouble. We get out and return to you."

The male she was talking to smiled and nodded. "Good girl."

"This hardly seems fair. You're just sending us into their line of fire."

"That's the point, isn't it?" The male looked back to the glowing screen in front of him, ignoring the woman nearby. "If you want to be free of your Purium lock, then you should go find your partner. He should be waiting by the door."

Isa scowled and rubbed her arms. She was about to say something, but instead just sighed and headed out of the cramped office room. It was a small building, and Savior's office wasn't the comfiest place on earth. The woman was tall, slender, and in all likeness of a foreign gypsy of days long past. As she walked through the suffocating halls, Isa's white skirt flowed about her easily. Somehow, she was silent ... even with all of the strange ornaments and fabrics that moved about her and made the woman seem ethereal.

She'd just pushed a dark curl from her face when she stepped into the entryway. Isa just about ran into her partner - another criminal who wanted to be free of his kill switch. Isa jerked back to over-correct her path, and nearly stumbled into one of the close walls. What a graceful approach to her current partner.

Standing straight, the criminal cleared her throat. "Savior said to meet him here when we finished. Are you ready?" She'd assumed that this guy had the same talk she'd gotten. Isa wasn't sure who he was, or what he'd done, but she didn't care. She wanted this kill switch out before someone in the SFA flipped it.
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((I'll post as Vlad when things start speeding up. ;) Alarms and such will be enough to catch his attention. I'll say he's currently just wandering a bit, bored.))