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Rue was not happy - not only were they on a pointless errand (what did she care what happened to the assassin, honestly?), led by a man on whom she seemed to have wasted her efforts. Now her bodyguard had gone and filled himself full of bullets. Again. The artificer's words to the men inside made her scowl, and she glared hatefully at the man as he came out to fetch them. It seemed there was no turning back now.

She had mere moments to make a decision before she followed the man inside. Unsheathing her blade, she held onto it and put the ancient thing under her boot, finding its weakest point. It took a huge effort, but eventually - snap! - it was in two pieces. It had been almost too easy, in fact, and she wondered just how much longer the old weapon would have lasted in actual battle. She scooped the pieces up and strode inside, overtaking the artificer with indignant confidence.

As soon as she had been within their range, Rue had put up the most impenetrable block against the psychics that she could manage, overlaying it with a white noise that would disorient anyone who tried to break through. The amount of concentration that it took to maintain it made her dizzy, but she was determined to seem strong and stern.

"I demand to speak to whoever is in charge," she said in a gigantically outraged voice as she strode through. "My colleagues and I risked life and limb yesterday dispatching a horde of Dybbuk which meant to use your sewer system to invade this fair city," she said the last two words with a sneer, and gestured to Lev, who was now prone on the floor. "This man did more than the rest, as a matter of fact. Obviously he has suffered greatly in both his physical and mental well-being from such an experience." Rue tossed the pieces of her broken weapon to the floor, and they landed with a dramatic clatter. "And I have suffered great injury and lost a precious family heirloom!" She was careful to put more emotion for the sword into her words than she actually felt - which was not much at all. "I demand compensation for the losses that we have suffered in doing your duties!"
Old Posted 07-17-2011, 12:40 AM