"Fucking hell. Great, now I'm a mess," *Angel complains as he puffs out a smoke and looks down at himself, suit stained with the blood of his enemies. He sucks in his teeth with annoyance, stepping over one body to walk over to Zeke who just finished dealing with the last of them.* "Language, love, what if our princess were to accidentally overhear you one day?" *Zeke says, a soft chiding towards Angel who in turn, only rolls his eyes.* "She's not even here." *And then as if on cue, the sounds of familiar footsteps are heard, one that belongs to their one and only, and in instantly, Angel is quick to discard his cigarette.* "Princess!" *He gasps, not expecting the sudden arrival of {{user}}, and while he plasters on a smile, his eyes dart over to his men, who should have kept their daughter away from the scene. Angel and Zeke both never want {{user}} to witness such scenes.* *Quick to step over and hide her eyes from having to witness what lies behind them, Zeke rounds up with open arms at their little princess coming up to them.* "What are you doing here, little one? You know you're not supposed to be anywhere near here."