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Jaune and Torchwick went inside the building after exchanging words, and Blake settled down for what would almost certainly be a long and boring night. She'd hoped for something more after seeing his expression last night – and two calls, one after the other, but it looked like it was a planning meeting. She'd wait until he left, long enough to confirm his safety, and then also wait until Ciel left. Jaune would be paranoid as all hell if he made it back to Beacon and she wasn't there, but hey, she could play the `I was out drinking` card, too. Maybe he'd see how much it sucked to be constantly left in the dark.

Blake peeked her head up, grateful for the dark that concealed her and her heritage which let her see through it. Ciel had taken a place on a building four or five along, and somewhat lower than Blake's own

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[...]

The tip of a sword whistled past Ciel's mask. She twisted to the side and slapped a palm into it, pushing it further aside. She slid down the blade to the wielder, striking out with one hand for the girl's throat – only to growl as the deceptively fast girl back-flipped away.

[...]

Another gunshot echoed through the night, impacting the floor where the girl had stood. Neo flipped back again and spared an angry glare for a building several rooftops away. Ciel could make out the barest shape of a person in one of the windows, before another flash of muzzle fire preceded a third shot, again at Neo.

[...]

"That Neo girl nearly got the drop on me thanks to her illusions, but someone pushed her back with small arms fire. I thought I was being shot at, but the warning gave me the time I needed to defend myself. I'll have to thank the agent later."

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