Welcome to the Animus - (Accepting)

[Zahzi]

"Correction. They'll be after ME." Reaver said with a psychotic chuckle, walking off.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...I'm sure there are witnesses who saw me throw Conrad to you, but if this is what you desire." Haytham sighed before she broke out into a sprint, leaving the area completely.  

[Zahzi]

Reaver merely walked into an open area, waiting for the guards to spot him...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Fast forwarding memory to a more recent one..."


Haytham sat at the bureau entrance, staring up at the doorway, waiting for Reaver to appear.

"He's probably out on a killing spree, girl." Malak sighed, walking into the room, staring down at her.
"Don't waste your time waiting for him when he's on his killing episodes.."  

[Zahzi]

As Malak guessed, Reaver was having quite a time dealing with the guards...The number of active guards had already been reduced by half...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...He should come back now... He can't kill ALL the guards." Haytham sighed.

"Without them, there is no one to keep order."

"Try explaining that to him..." Malak grunted sarcastically.  

[Zahzi]

It was then...Ten minutes later...That Reaver's whistle was heard coming near the Bureau.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'm willing to bet my remaining arm he went ahead and killed the entire city guard force." Malak chuckled.

Haytham just looked up at him, giving a cold glare.

". . .What?"  

[Zahzi]

"I left a few around. Hold out your arm, stumpy~" Reaver said, walking in.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Malak let out a heavy sigh, doing as asked.

"Reaver! Malak! No!" Haytham barked, slapping Malak's arm down.  

[Zahzi]

"Heeeey, he bet his ARM didn't he!?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He NEEDS it, Reaver!" Haytham growled, glaring at him.  

[Zahzi]

"He still BET IT."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He needs his arm Reaver. NO!"  

[Zahzi]

"....Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine....."