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Alexandra seemed to be accepting to his apology and seemed to acknowledge that she fanned the flames herself. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he relaxed a bit; far from his mind was the fact that security could be looking for them at this very moment. Leon was then directed onto the main floor as she brought up the subject of the jellyfish once more, something that he was surprised that was even brought up again - asking if he had planned to do the hunt anytime soon. “I’m ready to go when you are.” He said with a smile from her laughter. Thing was, there was no way in telling where those little orange balls of jelly would show up at. That was certainly a tall order to get.

As she said, there was a chance that the little and/or big jellyfish would struggle and that they might even be poisonous. That was definitely a conundrum that presented itself out of the blue. Yet Alexandra asked if he knew if the quincy had anything to catch a shinigami. Now, off the top of his head, Leon couldn’t think of anybody. A slew of people’s faces and names seemed to pass before the Quincy’s eyes until he settled on one. While Leon had never personally met the man, his clan, and the Federation had been keeping close tabs on him and his inventions for the Order. “I know of one. His name is Rick Rogers - I think he lives around here, but I’d have to callback home to make sure. Perhaps he has a gadget that could possibly help us capture the little things without worry about getting harmed in the process. The man is quite capable when it comes to his inventions.

In their moment of peaceful chatter that two men dressed and blue uniforms, black shined shoes, and blue hats, carrying black batons in their hands came stepping out of the elevator on the opposite side of the floor. Leon stopped in his tracks, his head turning from the guards and to Alexandra. “Well, I think it’s time to call this little museum visit over.” Turning on his heels, Leon quickly motioned to Alexandra to follow him back down the stairs. “Come on!” The man chuckled boyishly before disappearing back into the stairwell. It felt as if his feet didn’t even touch the steps as he was fueled with adrenaline and pure elation. Down each floor he went, keeping an eye out for Alexandra, who he had hoped followed him, until he reached the bottom floor, skidding to a stop at the lockers to retrieve their belongs.

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Unsure if she should have heard the name before or the man wasn’t that famous in the Quincy circles, Sasha only nodded when Rick was mentioned. The idea of someone making inventions that dealt with the ‘other part of reality’, well, it would take her some time to get used to. Already she was imagining odd types of nets made from blue (or some other type of) energy. Though, their energy seemed to harm spiritual creatures, so this invention would have to be different.

Yeah, she thought while shaking the thoughts off with a grin. That was exactly why they would leave the inventing to someone else. If things would come that far, of course. For now there was only the idea of the beings being real, the imaginary hunt, and a non-existing trap. More than enough some would sa-

“Wait a second!” she looked up with some surprise but his chuckle was already lost in the stairwell. Men could be so unpredictable! And they dared to complain about females. It was unbelievable; she followed quickly but gracefully. Running in the museum wasn’t something she approved of, not that much could be done to make up for their previous display of retardness, but she hoped to do at least that bit right.

Inhale, exhale. She was almost there. His hair was already in her the field of her vision.

“What’s with the hurry?” Letting her fingers curl around the locker’s door Sasha gave him a curious look. They hadn’t been caught by security, nobody was bothering them, and while the things to see had been running to an end she still wasn’t entirely sure why he had to run all the way to the ground floor. The only thing her slightly confused mind had managed to come up with during his bolt was his bottled up excitement looking for a way out. Literally.

“Alright, judging by the look on your face you have some sort of plan.” Folding her arms in front of her chest, she could see past the lockers and outside of the window. The windows were still wet, but the rain was over. No sun, not that she truly minded, the clothes she had weren’t meant for the sauna-smothering type of weather.

“Towards the exit we go?”


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Leon couldn't help but chuckle as his companion had finally ended her chase after him, asking about why he was in such a great hurry. Pulling his jacket from the locker, he smirked as he put it on, glancing toward the stairwell. From her question, he guessed that she hadn't seen the guards come onto the top floor. "Security guards, two of them." He said matter-of-factly as he grabbed his umbrella from the locker. "They popped up on the same floor as us and they didn't look too pleased. I'm guessing our little bit of acting was a bit... too much for them." Which had to of been true. Even he felt that their bit of dramatics was over the top. It even left him taken aback when Alexandria added her own flair to the antics.

Pushing that aside, she asked if he had some other sort of a plan - all he had to go on was to get the heck out of the museum before they were thrown out and possibly go looking for those jellyfish. "First off, we leave before we're caught and thrown out." He said raising his eyebrows, glancing over her. "Second off, save my number... we can try to find Rick and get something for those jellyfish spirits of yours. Then, we can come up with a plan to hunt the little things down." He gave a faint smile, giving his umbrella a small shake before gesturing to the door with his head. "Let's go." With that, he walked to the exit, hoping that she would follow and take on a new adventure together.

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