Another path in didn't seem to be forthcoming, at least from any sort of view that could bee seen from the main plaza.
Well, unless she had a helicopter. One landed on the rooftop of RKDC while Chell was watching, though whoever was aboard wasn't visible from the much lower roof Chell was on, and either through ego or design there weren't any roofs near RKDC that were even close to the height of the headquarters.
As for familiar faces however, one did show up. A woman with long, bright red hair done up in a long braid, dressed to the nines in a business suit and talking with someone over the phone as she strode across the plaza towards the building. She looked remarkably similar to her flipside counterpart, if dressed a bit more sensibly and not scattered in bloody pieces across an office Though arguing seemed a more appropriate word than talking, to the point that Chell caught a few words echoing across the rooftop as the woman quite literally screamed into her phone
"I DON'T.... WHO'S THERE......... INVESTOR..........FIFTEEN!"
"...Sure!"
They just took the bus like regular people though : |
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Parrel was a city that had been bathed in the prosperity of its home grown corporation and its competitor for a few decades at this point, and there were few places that exemplefied this more than the Parrel Hilton Hotel. A high rise in the highlights district, its lobby was dominated by a pair of ornate, intricate fountains that the Hilton company had commissioned from both RKDC and NESScorp when ground broke on the hotel. It had turned into a competition of sorts, and both matched their company colors. One was white marble with blue dyed water to match NESScorp's logo, and the other was faux obsidian with its water dyed a deep red to do the same with RKDC's. Both were a dizzying display of engineering and art with swirls of waterfalls and jets of liquid performing for the eyes of visitors. The rest of the lobby was relatively minimalist, with faint gold accents surrounding dark greys. A single tiled walkway went between the two fountains to the lobby desk, and it was here that Azula and Ruby found themselves after Ruby finished gawking at the fountains and finally got herself up to the desk. She cleared her throat and put her elbow on the desktop and shot a winning grin towards the receptionist on duty that only looked mostly forced.
"Hiiii, uh.... Alfred" She said after a sideways glance at his nametag.
"We're here to see the prince."
Alfred raised his eyebrow. He was an older man, with salt and pepper hair that was balding, but even underneath his well trimmed suit it was clear that was far from a frail toothpick despite his age.
"I see. And who might you two young ladies be?"
"Oh... you know... friends. Of his. From... whatever country he's from."
"...I see" he repeated. His arm moved slightly, and a faint click could be heard under the desk
"Just a moment if you would."
@Jeremi @C.T. @Me
".... IIII suppose that would depend on how soon you need access." She said as she rubbed her arm with an uncomfortable frown.
"If you really need me to do this, the weekend's probably the only time I could do it, while the majority of my department's off."
@Ringmaster
"..."
"..."
The two officers looked at each other before the one near the window leaned out again. "I see. That's very kind of you young lady. If you'd just wait here a moment while we look over something, we'll let you three get on your way. Could I get your names?"
Regardless of whether the names they gave were real or fake, the two cops briefly looked away from the trio to the touchscreen console built into the cruiser's dashboard. Whatever they were looking at couldn't be seen from the angle they were currently standing, but... Bucky caught at least one glance towards himself in particular as the older cop eyes shot up slightly at the screen then turned towards the former soldier, narrowed as if he was trying to match two puzzle pieces together
@BarrenThin @Kaykay @Indolent
((Sorry I'm so slow everyone))
