𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘 [ᴀ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀʙᴇᴅᴏ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ]

❈𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄❈

Upon the next morning he had awoken rather early, washing himself and getting dressed before he stood idle for afew moments, thinking to himself before he had eventually left the room and locking the door behind him
He swiftly left the hotel building itself and met up with a small few of his agents who had worked directly under him who he had found more.. accustomed to. To put it bluntly- they worked in a way he liked and a way that didn't irritate him, causing them to quickly move up his ranks. Also earning them some kind of special treatment.
As he arrived the small group of three quickly tensed up and acknowledged his presence, greeting and saluting him before he began to give out orders for the day, assigning them to certain work groups whereas one of them would be staying to accompany The Balladeer himself.. simply just as a precaution or to make himself look busier than he actually was.
Once the work aground were quickly sent out to work Scaramouche and the Pyro agent who he had assigned to himself began to trail the city- Scaramouche sometimes making off comments about his surroundings and complaining about 'the audacity' of some of the people around him
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Albedo had woken up early in the morning as he got dressed in his usual attire, grumbling he grabbed his sword and left the room quickly. He stopped in his tracks seeing the Knights of Favonius gathered up in the centre of the city, curiosity ran through him as he looked around the area, only to catch a few whispers and glances. Sighing as he walked over to the rather larger group of Knights as he looked around, Jean would be making an announcement, something to do with Mondstadt and the Anemo Archon, Albedo didn't pay much attention to it. He stood beside Kaeya and Eula, of course the main Knights were lined up by the fountain while Jean talked to the people of Mondstadt one by one Albedo eyes wandered around as he then glanced up at the sky, he wanted to go home and relax, but he knew he would be there for at least a few more minutes or more
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After a short while of wandering the city streets, Scaramouche had soon spotted the gathering people and signalled the Pyro agent that had been following him around aimlessly to come with him to view it. The navy haired man stood by a nearby railing and stared down at the large crowd as the agent stood closely next to him, their gaze burning down onto the people below the two.
As seconds passed and The Balladeer's eyes were scanning the crowd his eyes soon landed upon Albedo and stayed trained upon the blonde as he analysed their movement carefully before he signalled for the agent to lean down closer. The two were in... close proximity to say the least, keeping his voice low as he spoke slowly into their ear.
"Ensure you keep an eye on that Alchemist and the rest of the knights.." He spoke quietly, his hands covering the side of his mouth to obscure what he could have been saying to people attempting to lip read. "I have a strange feeling we may run into some problems." He spoke bluntly before retracting his hand and moving away, watching the others features carefully as if to hunt down any signs of hesitance before a nod came from the taller, confirming he had received the order clearly with a monotonous "sir" in reply.
He soon enough let his eyes scan over the crowd once more, letting his eyes miss Albedo as he would carelessly listen to what the Acting grand master had to say.
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Once the announcement finished Jean would start talking to each of the knights, soon dismissing them back to their original jobs. Albedo sighed as he walked away from the scene and walked to the Alchemy Table to greet Sucrose again "so jean wants us to look out for any danger, not like we had any since the storm terror incident.." he mumbled as he kneeled down to look thru the alchemy kits. He felt eyes on him as he used his eyes to scan the area, spotting the fatui agent and scaramouche shortly after, he furrowed his brows as he turned his back to them. He sighed and stood up running a hand thru his hair as he looked around at the people, watching them pass by or stopping to talk to some of the few remaining knights in the area
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Scaramouche soon let out a low hum and his gaze fell back upon the agent he stood with, waving his hand in dismissal before speaking up once again.
"Gather the rest of my troops and tell them the deal. However, do it discreetly." He began, pushing himself away from the railing and beginning to walk away, perhaps towards the staircase that led him down to the centre of the city, the fountain, perhaps. "Just because you are a direct worker of mine doesn't mean you are safe from disobeying orders. Now get to it." He spat before he promptly turned on his heel and began to walk once again, the agent staring for a moment before glancing back over to the alchemy table and narrowing their eyes before walking off to gather his people.
The navy haired man hummed lowly as he continued to walk closer to the city centre, keeping a close eye on his surroundings before he had eventually found himself standing at the fountain,his dark and thunderous gaze staring into the constantly running water as he let his thoughts consume him once again ending in his staring almost blankly into his reflection before inhaling sharply and thinking over any possible plans towards his goal of work.
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Albedo would glance over at Scara from the Alchemy table, furrowing his brows he looked away quickly before he could be caught. Continuing on with his work he took out a notebook as he started taking notes of his current experiment. Soon feeling someone hug him he looked down seeing a small girl, a girl who was part of the Knights named Klee. A smile went on the blonde's face as he stopped what he was doing to pat her head "did you come back from solitary confinement?" he asked her as he sighed. Klee would slowly nod her head as she handed him a handmade bomb "Klee made this for you.." she said rather proud of her work "I hope big brother treasures it!" she said before running off. Albedo watched her run off as he looked at the bomb, thinking that the girl must have made bombs for everyone to keep he sighed "that girl.." he stood up as he placed it in his bag as he continued with his work
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The Balladeer would co tinge to stare into his reflection before the agent he had assigned to himself came back, approaching him from behind and calling out to him cautiously.
"Sir. I have shared your orders." The agent spoke, their eyes tamed upon their superior in thought. Scaramouche soon turned to look at the agent and gave him a hum of Acknowledgement before inhaling sharply and opening his mouth to speak.
"Good." He spoke firmly as he turned back to the fountain, his eyes staring into his reflection harshly- taking in his own doll-like features before letting out a soft huff of air. "Is there any news from Il Dottore about when he would like me to return?" He inquired, his brows furrowing as he spoke. His voice was clear and firm, anyone could overhear the conversation if they were to listen hard enough, however that didn't concern the shorter.
"No my lord, the only updates we have received are that if the mission goes smoothly we should be out of here by late next week" the agents voice was honest and blunt, almost monotonous with how little emotion was expressed within their words.
"Next week...? I see." The navy haired man trailed off before waving his hand in dismissal. "You are dismissed. I will call upon you later tonight to discuss further plans in private."
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Albedo would pick up his things as he heard the other talk, narrowing his eyes he scoffed in a somewhat sassy way before leaving the area. Taking out a key to his hotel room he unlocked the door and entered inside it. Placing his bag down on his bed he sighed to himself, plopping onto his bed he stared at the ceiling as he glanced outside the window. A thought went to his head as he sat up, glancing at the closet that had the coat the other gave him he would stand up and grab it. Staring down at the fabric he looked to the door, wondering if he should give it back to him personally or leave it at Scara's hotel room door
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After another short period of time Scaramouche found himself returning to the hotel and humming to himself loudly as he unlocked his door before stepping inside, closing the door behind him before he began to undress himself, letting himself lounge around his bedroom in his bodysuit and shorts before he lay upon his bed, staring up at the ceiling idly.
He had no other plans for the day and so he brought it upon himself to just... lay with his thoughts for the time being- humming softly to himself as he combed a hand through his hair, partially awaiting something to happen or perhaps somebody to disrupt his peace.
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Albedo had finally made his decision as he sat down to write a card to the other, writing out 'thanks for the coat, you can take it back now. signed A.' he would write his initial before attaching it to the pocket of the coat. He got up leaving his room as he looked for the others room number, once finding it he would hand it up on the door and knock three times before leaving to head back to his room. He ran a hand through  his hair as he untied it from the bands that held it up, he undressed himself as he hung up his coat and removed his boots. He decided to take a shower to clean himself up from any mess he had made of himself.
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Upon hearing the knock upon his door he called out a firm "Come in" and upon not vetting an answer he growled and pulled himself up from his bed before walking over to his hotel room door and pulling it open, only to see the coat Albedo had left.
He narrowed his eyes and picked up the cost as well as the note, reading through it before looking down the hallway and humming slowly before closing his door and tossing the coat onto his bed and analysing the note carefully.
"Hah.. how did that Knight get my room number.." He spoke to himself before putting the note into the trash and soon searching the coat for anything possibly suspicious or something missing- and upon finding nothing he simply just hung it up and then lay back onto his bed.
He knew that soon enough his agent would be coming to his room to discuss business plans or talk through things to help speed up the process- grumbling to himself as he began to sit in an idle state of waiting,
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Albedo would finish up with his shower several minutes later, dressing himself in just his blue sleeveless shirt and shorts he would leave his hair down, thoughts ran through his head as he decided to try and talk to Scara, will it work? He hoped he would finish dressing as he picked up the sword by his bedside and carried it out. He looked down at his plans jean gave him before reading it thru, standing in the hallway of the hotel he sighed a bit "so much to do..so little time.." he mumbled as he walked around the area of the hotel
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Soon enough footsteps could be heard echoing through the hallway and the very same agent that had been awfully close with The Balladeer had begun to approach- well.. he began tk approach the hotel room of his superior.
The agent's eyes landed upon the blonde before securing his mask upin his face, swalling thickly as he figured he woukd have to walk past Albedo  in order to get to where he needed to be. He didn't want tk be late after all. His footsteps would continue to approach before cautiously beginning to walk past- unsure of any interaction that may occur between the two.
Scaramouche on the other hand was waiting impatiently, his patience thinning with each passing moment. He knew that his agent wasn't late but he wasn't a fan of waiting for anyone- or anything for that matter, a huff of irritance escaping his lips as he closed his eyes.
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Albedo would look up to see the agent walking by, recognizing him from earlier he narrowed down his eyes. Drawing his sword out he followed him, he figured he would get to Scara first before anyone else could and he didn't want anyone stopping him. He looked around to make sure nobody was coming out from anywhere before rushing to stab the agent from behind, making sure his blade went right thru him as blood splattered across his face and hands "Nobody gets near Scaramouche.. except me.." he furrowed his brows before pulling the sword out from him. He pushed the agent onto the floor and walked over him before walking to Scara's room silently.
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