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Royal Shadow

"Perhaps." He said with a michivious smile. "But a little dirt there, and some grime here and you'll be another face in the crowd Charlotte." Blake laughed as something came to mind. "That or you could wear a mask, I hear that they are coming back into style."
 
Isabella grimaces, "As much as blending in sounds nice, I still have some Royal traits I can't just give up. Maybe a mask then," she laughs, "Though a mask is suspicious and people will ask questions, so I suppose you need to make me fit in." She says quietly.
 
"Actually a lot of people wear masks in the slums, either to hide a disfigurment or to help with the unclean air here." Blake said as he turned and rummaged through a drawer. "Depending on what you would be willing to wear, we can make something work." He said, then looked down at the mask in his hand. "I would offer you mine, but with the cloak people might think you are me."
 
Isabella chuckles, "A female Shadow, different but I have a feeling your fans might get involved and stop us." She says lightly, she looks at him, "Just muck up my face." She says quietly.
 
"Okay." He rubbed some dust in his hands and wiped it gently across her face, being careful not to get to close to her nose. "That should do it." He said after a moment. He stepped back to examine his work. "Most people would never think that a royal would allow such a thing, so even if they recognize you this should discourage them."
 
Isabella shrugs, "Normally I wouldn't allow it but under the circumstances. I'd rather this then death." She says, crossing her arms. She looks at him and then away again.
 
"Fair enough." Blake said. He walked over to the exit and opened it. "We better get moving then, my contact doesn't like to be bothered. In fact, he particularly doesn't like my company." Blake chuckles lightly. "He thinks that I cause trouble, although he has yet to find out what trouble." He turns and walks out the door. He walks past the bike and unlocks another door that opens into daylight.
 
Isabella follows him, quiet now. The dirt on her face had started to annoy her already but she remains silent. She looks around slowly, waiting to leave. She adjusts the cloak again and looks back it him.
 
He leads her through the slums, weaving through the narrow streets before stopping in front of a building. As the get closer to the building a man is thrown into the street by a large bouncer. "Hello Bruce." Blake says to the man as he walks up to him. "I'm here to see Edgar, I have a friend that wants to speak with him." The bouncer narrows his eyes at Blake, but lets him pass. Blake leads Isabella into a dark room. The smell of watered down alchol fills the air as he leads her to a staircase.
 
Isabella follows behind him, her nose wrinkles up at the smell and she sighs slightly. She didn't even know what to say, and she starts to think of how to talk. Naturally she spoke like a Royal and she just hoped that he wouldn't notice. It was evident she was worried now, a small frown appearing on her face. She wanted so much and it wasn't going to be easy, she felt like she was betraying her father- which she was.
 
Blake noticed that she was worried. He stopped and turned back to her. " Relax, Edgar talks to everyone, he doesn't care who you are all he cares about is buisness. Just tell him what you need, stick to that and you'll be fine." He gave her a small smile, then lead her to the door. Loud voices come from inside. Blake leans against the wall, gesturing for her to wait.
 
Isabella nods at his words, "I don't know what to even ask." She murmurs, waiting as says and standing beside him. She wipe at her face and then stops, not wanting to take all of the mud off. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
 
"To pull your play off you are going to need connections in both the slums and inner city." Blake whispered as the voices quieted. "Edgar is a large source of information and he has a lot of powerful friends. Get to his friends and you'll have all you need to pull this off." A woman burst out of the room and rapidly went down the stairs. "And just what is it that causes you to come here?" A short man sitting behind a desk sithin the room said slowly. "Last time I ckecked you were dead, how disappointing it is to see you alive." Blake walked into the room with a smile. "Come now Edgar, I brought you someone you might want to meet." Edgar looked at Blake with doubt before turning to Isabella.
 
Isabella looks at Blake before looking at Edgar, "I'm Charlotte." She says, "I want to make a revolution almost, I want to take control of the region." She says boldly, she looks at man, "But it's impossible to pull off on my own," she says lightly. She had no idea whether she'd gone about how she spoke in the right way but she waits for the mans response anyway, glancing back to Blake.
 
Edgar laughs, a deep sound like thunder. He lays back in his chair, looking at Isabella. "A revolution hmm, I have heard such things before. What makes you think you can do better than those before you." Blake laughed, drawing Edgar's attention. "Well, she does has an ally you might want to know about. That is if the name Shadow rings any bells." Edgar's eyes widen in surprise and he looks Isabella over again. "Very surprising news, and judging by the cloak I would say he isn't lying. Well miss Charlotte, you have peaked my interest. I might have a few people interested if Shadow is invloved." He looked thoughtfully at the pair.
 
Isabella smiles, "I'm sure you do." She says lightly, she looks at Blake and then back at Edgar, "The more people able to make this happen, the better." She adds, "Shadow was more than happy to be involved as it seems." She adds.
 
"There are always people eager to join such things, it is a part of being human." Edgar says almost tiredly. "I am impressed that you got Shadow to join you, he doesn't seem to be the most social bird." Edgar leaned forward and set his arms on the desk. "With Shadow you can get any rebel with ease, it is just a matter of finding them. All you need is Those with political power." He hands Isabella a small device. "Here are some names and places that are of interest, but you didn't get them from me." Edgar lays back in his chair. "Just make sure that your friend goes with you, and things will fall in line." Edgar smiles at Isabella, then frowns at Blake. "As for you, don't get her killed." He narrows his eyes at Blake.
 
Isabella nods, "Yes, Sir." She says, holding the device, scanning the names. She looks between Blake and Edgar, "Thank you, for helping. Nothing will come back to you. This is for the greater good." She says quietly, she then looks at Blake and laughs, "I'm sure I'll be fine, Blake here seems harmless, he can't be that much to handle." She says with grin.
 
"That boy is more trouble than you would think." Edgar gives Blake a strange look. Blake shrugs then turns to Isabella. "Let's go ahead and move out then." Blake said, happily leading Isabella out of the building and onto the streets. They walked for a short distance before Blake went into a shop. "If you are going to need your friend, then you'll probably need something to replace that cloak." He explained as he looked through the small selection.
 
Isabella chuckles, "That'd be a good idea." She says, she looks through the clothes, "I might have to get myself a cloak and mask eventually." She says, chuckling still. She picks out some of the clothes and then passed them to him, "These will do." She says to him, "We need to move though, the guards will know me even with the mud on her face." She murmurs to him lightly, making sure he was the other one listening.
 
Blake nods and buys the clothes. He gives Isabella time to change into her new clothes. When she is done they go back outside. "Getting a mask would be easy, but getting a cloak like that one would be very difficult." Blake said quietly as the walked down streets. "Very few of them have been made succesfully." He led her back to the hideout they had been in earlier. He locked the door behind him. "Let's see how good Edgar's information is." Blake says as he turns back towards Isabella.
 
After changing into the new clothes and they get to the hide out, Isabella stands looking through the names, "If you can't get a cape, don't worry about it. I'll live with just a mask." She says with a laugh. She doesn't look up, still looking through the names, "It's mainly names and the places they'll be at." She says, "As a risky positive, there might be a Royal I can get involved. It's very risky though and could blow the whole thing apart. I'd also need access onto the courtyard which is only accessable by royals or you it seems." She says.
 
"I can take you where you need to go wothout to much trouble." Blake said, leaning back against the door. "As for the other royal, if you get the chance tries to give small detail. Make sure it is nothing that would give us away." Blake walked over and looked ath the list. "Zain would be a good one to start with." Blake pointed to a name and location. " He is the leader of the most successful rebel branch."
 
Isabella nods, "I suppose I'm keeping the name Charlotte until the right time comes." She says lightly. She knew the odds of anyone believing she had good intentions were small, but she wanted this to work.
 
"Give me a second, then we can go." He found his mask and put it on, then he turned to Isabella. He put his cloak on and walks out into the next room. He mounts the bike and starts it up. "Judging from Edgars information Zain is based a good distance from here." Blake explained.
 

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