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[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille didn't move when they looked in her direction and cursed. In her olden days, they wouldn't even have noticed....her age was catching up to her. Internal sobbing aside she stepped out from the shadow and moved to the roof of the building she was in, moving out into clear view.

"Finally, are we getting to the good part of this story?- I was falling asleep" She commented from the other building, looking a bit distracted as she worked to see if she could jump the distance- though it was safe to say...probably not.

[David B.]

Conrad stopped... Before his eyes widened at Bastille.

"The Earth Dragons...wife."

He clapped a fist to his heart and bowed.

"I shouldn't...be talking about this now. I should go."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie's eyes twitched and swerved to her fellow blonde as she made her entrance...and narrowed slightly at Conrad's panic.

"You will not, Conrad." Her tone booked no argument. Kyrie wasn't about to let this slip between their fingers. Her voice was strong enough to carry over to Bastille. "Obviously Bastille has heard enough that your continuation will not matter. What are David's orders in this particular operation?"

She blinked, and finally offered Bastille a bow of her own, hand clasped over her heart. She straightened and looked up, to see if there were any other Sky Force...hovering about.

[David B.]

He hesitated.

"Im under...strict orders. And neither of the other Elders were suppose...to be aware of this. It is a personal matter and...I do not think he would approve."

He watched Kiyr for several moments before letting out a breath.

"He said this is off the record and we were allowed to use any and all means necessary. There are no restrictions."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie's eyes once again flicked to Bastille. Warning. But thoughtful. They moved back to Conrad, and she nodded very slowly at his words.

'...what would I not do for family..?' She quietly questioned herself of that matter. Then, her mind made up, she extended her hand.

"Then I request the temporary use of your Sky Force jacket, Conrad, and I will be en route to Mexico City within the space of twenty minutes. And Bastille," While she was being ballsy and asking for a priveledge David had taken from her - but with no restrictions on the means, and with her opinion of family, any potential backlash on this didn't matter, to her - she may as well include the blonde. "As this is not official Dragon business, as it is off the record and thus the Elders do not 'need' to know, you have two choices: tell nobody, or come with me and tell nobody."

She paused. Considered.

"Your aid could well be invaluable."

[David B.]

Conrad's eyebrows drew down in a dark frown.

"You are not a Sky Force member, Kiyr Barrial. You have been officially barred from ever wearing this as a Dragon, from ever setting foot on the sky. That is your punishment as a Dragon."

He stared a moment longer, and if she tried to speak he would hold up a hand to stop her- in this, his word trumped her.

"But....this is not in any official capacity as a dragon."

He removed his coat.

"If you are caught with it, I will state you stole it for your own desire to fly. This will get you kicked from the Dragons so...dont get caught with it."

He would hold it out to her, eyes softer.

"Fly well, sister."

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille smirked.

"A chance to defy the dragons and keep secret from them.....now that does sound fun." She crossed the arms over her chest and nodded.

"I doubt Mathew will even know I'm gone" She mused aloud.

She then shrugged and began to ring out her hair.
"I am not working as the Voice of the Earth Dragon right now, you have my honored word as a knight that I will keep this secret from Mathew and that I will assist Tinkerbell there on her valiant journey..."

She paused.

"Though one word of request....if you you see David again...tell him I have a surprise for him when and 'if' he gets home" She said smiling a very.....creepy smile.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie watched Bastille...and her eyes glinted a moment. Truth be told, she partially expected her to just shrug and stay home without helping. But, she was glad that Bastille agreed to come.

...even if she was now 'Tinkerbell' instead of 'Garden Gnome'--but she could take Tinkerbell. But the mention of a 'surprise' didn't sit well with her...but, really, there was nothing she could do about that in particular, and you never really knew with Bastille. She looked back to Conrad, lips parting at first in disbelief, and then wider with her intent to speak and reiterate--when he did. She paused, receding on her feet, and gently took the coat.

That glisten to her eyes was more apparent.

Hand clasping over her heart, she offered Conrad a deep bow, and then straightened.

"Could I trouble you and the other Sky Force for another for Bastille?" She paused, and continued, softly. "The stairwell is useable. Just watch around the stretches near the tenth and sixth floors. Thank you, Conrad--I will not get caught, and I will bring Damien back. For him. Whatever the cost is for me, after, is worth it."

[Bastille Amtrum]

"Do I need one?" She asked softly, kinda confused on the importance of these Jackets....

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie's gaze lifted.

"Unless you would like to run to Mexico City, but by then I would have been there and back before you got halfway, I should think."

[Bastille Amtrum]

"so....they're magic jackets?" She was suddenly raising a brow- which in Bastille body language talk meant- suddenly and stupidly excited.


And here she was just thinking about stealing Mathews helicopter....

[Kyrie Blaze]

...Kyrie couldn't help the glitter in her eyes, either. But her joy was mostly overshadowed by the severity of the situation.

"They enable one to fly. And we have a lot of ground to cover, and must do so, quickly and quietly."

[Bastille Amtrum]

Welp...there went the idea of the helicopter. Bastille just sat quietly and waited for the guy to speak feeling very awkward all of the sudden.......odd, she didn't usually feel that way when intruding on others conversations or...rather journeys.

[David B.]

Two more men landed, one removing his jacket and offering it to Bastille. Conrad's eyes flashed at Bastilles words, and one Kiyr took the jacket he would speak.

"I will be in nuetral territory, no longer a dragon, until your return. Without those jackets, questions will arise." He turned his eyes to Bastille. "It may seem like fun, to you- but we aren't defying anyone. David pulled us aside and asked us to do this, on our own time. We agreed. He has given everything for us- we would not hesitate to do the same." A small smile, and a bow of respect.

"Thank you both. And good luck on your journey. Our men will locate you once your inside. Stay safe. Stay strong."

He would clap a fist, as would the other two, before they disappeared into the dark.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille raised a brow, but didn't really regard their words. She had something just as strong motivating her to help David....but that was her knowledge and hers alone.

"So we heading out right now, or can I at least have a 20 minute break to change into dry clothes and kiss my girls goodbye?" it was a question that seemed to hold no definite or sarcastic tone. If Kiyr said no, then Kiyr said no. Hobbit was in charge....and Bastille was biting her tongue in saying that this would be a journey to defeat a dragon under a mountain and regain dwarf treasure.