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Royal Shadow

Isabella pauses, looking at the approaching transport, "you better get us out of here." She murmurs, "My guards are fast but for a name like shadow it has to be for some good right, you can hide well that I'm sure." She says looking around. She didn't want to go home just yet, there were things she needed to know. She sighs lightly, "The guards will be here in a second, you can go without me if you like or you can give me a second to persuade them to go back to the castle and give my father a message for me." She mutters quietly.
 
"I doubt they would not try to kill me." He says with a smile. "Hop on." He quickly drove the bike over the edge of the building and rode low. He used his knowledge of the slums to quickly disappear. He pulled into a different building than before.


A sliding door closed behind them. Shadow dismounted and used a key to open a nearby door. He quickly disappeared through the door. The room he entered was much cleaner than the building they had been in before. A desk sat against one of the walls with a computer sitting on it. A table sat beside the desk with equipement thrown all over it.
 
Isabella climbs onto the bike, looking at him. As they land, she glances around, following him into the room. She looks at him now, not taking her eyes off him. She then looks around the room.
 
"One of my older hideouts." Shadow explains as he watches her looking around. "I keep several small hideouts and stashes in the slums and some other places." he turns on the computer. "You can look around if you want to, I'm going to check on what that transport was up to." He quickly types away, code on the screen. He then hacks the royal database.
 
Isabella nods lightly before watching him on the computer, "You hack our systems?" She asks with a raised eyebrow. She shakes her head with a short laugh, "Of course you do. She crosses her arms moving on the spot. She felt uneasy, she had the chance to go home and she chose not to.
 
"How do you think I have survived so long." He turned from the screen for a moment. "I mean I have some skills, but I would be stupid if I said I was that good." He turned back to the computer. He soon found what he was looking for. "Looks like they are one of many that are being used to search the slums." His eyes scanned the screen quickly, taking in the info. Satisfied he turned back towards her.
 
Isabella nods slightly, "Are they going to find us?" She asks quietly, turning away and staring one of the walls of the room. She begins to look around now walking around the room in deep thought.
 
"It's possible, but as long as we move from time to time it shouldn't be diffucult to stay one step ahead." Shadow sighed and put his hands behind his head, leaning back in the chair. "They will most likely split the slums into sections and search 1 section at a time. We can sneak back into one of these sections once it has be searched, that will give us some time." He watches her as she goes about the room. "If you don't mind me asking, perhaps you could tell me why you stayed. You don't have to tell me, but I am a little curious." He said after a moment.
 
Isabella stops when he asks her why, she hesitates, staring at the wall, facing away from him. She pauses trying to put her emotions into words, "I want to know how bad this is. I want to know how my families are starving because of my family's destruction." She murmurs, "I want to know how many people want me dead because of my fathers selfishness." She mumbles, she rubs her arms slowly, shivering.
 
Shadow nods his head slowly, deep in thought. "I see." He says quietly. "I can't promise I will be able to give you all the answers, all I can promise is that I will help you along the way." He chose his next words carefully. "There are some.... leaders in the slums. These are the people you need to ask, but I doubt it will be easy to get to them." He frowned slightly, tapping his fingers against the back of his head.
 
Isabella continues to stare, "I want people to know I don't want to be like my father. I want the to know if I could rule it wouldn't be like this." She says quietly, "I want my father to know how disappointed I am in him." She continues to think about it and then turns to him, "I want him to step down and let me take over!" She says. It'd be hard to even get a plan to over rule him in place, but she couldn't stand by and continue. In her short time of being around shadow and in the slums she'd seen how hard it is. These people weren't just thieves.
 
Shadow chuckled. "Well well, that would be and interesting thing to do." He smiled, attempting to show that he meant no offense. "I do believe that it will take more than a theif and a young royal to put such a plan into action." He turned back towards the computer. "I've got an old pal that we could talk to, maybe get some of the connections that you'll need." He said, looking back at her. "That is, if you are willing to meet him."
 
Isabella looks at him, nodding, "I'll meet anyone necessary to make this work." She says lightly, brings a hand through her hair, "And some clothes please, I'm not the least bit comfortable standing around in my night gown. That you kidnapped me in." She says with a short laugh.
 
He takes off his cloak and hands it to her. "You can use this as long as you dont lose it." He says with a smile. "I have some extra clothes in the other room, but I don't think they will fit you." He turns back to the computer. "Just let me know when you are ready to go and we will go ahead and go to him." He types away on the computer.
 
Isabella puts the cloak on and looks at him, "I'm fine to go whenever." She says lightly, looking at him. She rubs her face again and yawns, "Is this person even going to want to speak to me? From what I gather no one actually likes me, not even you." She says.
 
"My opnion of you has been improving." Shadow said with a smile. "And who said that we would introducing you as Isabella? Hiding your identity might be a good idea for now, it would make it things easier in the beginning." He looked to her for approval.
 
Isabella stifles a sigh and then nods, "How do I explain the fact I'm in my night gown, a posh nightgown. The cloak won't hide it much." She says, looking at him. She adjusts the cloak slightly and then looks down, what she was wearing under neath was still slightly evident.
 
"We can stop a clothing store, although I will warn you that there isn't much of a selection." He said as he opened a nearby drawer and pulled out a plastic card. "This should have 50 credits on it, more than enough for you to get something." He tossed the card to her then stood up. He paused for a moment, looking thoughtfully at her. "I cannot travel with the mask on, it marks me as Shadow and we don't want that attention." He paused to let that sink in.
 
Isabella nods, "It's fine. I can't walk round in a nightgown like this." She says quietly, she catches the card and looks at him as he mentions not being able to where the mask, "It doesn't matter, does it, I'm not going home or going to tell my father who you are." She says, he probably didn't trust her and he was within reason but she was telling the truth.
 
"Perhaps." He said. It had been a long time since he had bothered to trust anyone, it had become nature to simply hide things from others. Right now though he saw a way that the people of the slums might get helped. Sighing he took off the mask and tucked it away. He ran his left hair through his hair nervously, watching Isabella. "Call me Blake." He said almost akwardly.
 
Isabella looks at him for a while, taking in his face, "Nice to meet you Blake." She says with a grin, "Call me.. Hmmm.. I want a cool nickname." She says with a laugh.
 
Blake laughs with her, happy for the distraction. "I don't think I am very good with nicknames, royal gaurds were the ones who gave me the nickname Shadow." Blake said with a nervous smile. "Anyhting specific you want your nick name to include." He asked, honestly trying to think of one.
 
"I needs to be able making a stand, you steal from the royals to give back to the poor, right? You shadow fits you. I physically want to take over to make a difference. Something like the saviour but not because that'd be arrogant." She says with a laugh.
 
"Hmm..." Blake thought for a moment. "Maybe Joan, she save France or something like that." He offered, still thinking. " Maybe deliverence?" He honestly wasn't good at this. He continued to think. "I'm not very good at this." He admitted apologetically.
 
Isabella laughs, "Maybe just a fake name for now and let the royals name me eventually. My father will disown me after this." She says shaking her head, "Call me Charlotte. Won't people recognise my face?" She asks lightly.
 

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