"I...guess that makes some sort of odd sense," Anne replied, glancing down at the drawings again. "There's still the question of how you get the things to move fast enough to get into the air in the first place, though."
At that point, Samira and Claire came over. They were joined soon afterwards by Bianca. Anne just nodded in greeting at Samira and Bianca, making a note to finish the conversation she'd started with Bianca at some point before she left the building, before turning to Claire. "Definitely not entirely, but I think I get the basics of them now."
Balcony -> Out
Ulrich chuckled. "She's a stubborn woman, I can tell you that much. If she thinks someone has slighted her, she won't stop until she's avenged it." He glanced over at her. "At least in this case that it's not rage-inducing. I've seen what happens when someone gets on her bad side, and...it was not pleasant for the victim."
He stopped when Sven entered the room, and gave him his usual greeting nod. "A pleasure to meet you, Sven," he said, although his hands remained exactly where they were.
"Now that I think of it," he said, "I do believe it's time I get her Majesty out of this place. There's very important business that needs dealt with back in Theoland." At that, he walked over to Grimhilde.
"That sounds like as good a plan as any," Grimhilde replied. She turned to acknowledge Ulrich, who had just arrived. "Ulrich, Sir Oswald and I have developed a plan to find the host, and your assistance is required."
"I would be happy to oblige, your Majesty, but I wish to remind you that there's still business in Theoland that requires your utmost attention, and I doubt that it wants to wait much longer."
Grimhilde's eyes narrowed. "I told you once already, Ulrich. We are not leaving this building until all business here is dealt with. The most major of which is finding the host."
"And I still doubt that the host is even present," Ulrich responded adamantly. "If you are so willing to completely abandon the chance to extend your power for what is nothing more than a wild goose chase, then so be it."
Grimhilde was silent for a few moments, staring down at the floor with a thoughtful expression on her face. She then turned to Oswald. "My apologies, Sir Oswald, but I must take my leave. My political duties call to me. But rest assured, I shall be back eventually." She then turned away, removed the mirror from her belt, topped the top of it twice, and offered it to Ulrich.
Ulrich smirked, before extending a hand and placing it on the mirror. In a second, he was gone. Grimhilde returned the mirror to her belt before placing a palm on it herself and vanishing similarly.
Pulling these two out because I'm having too much trouble writing for them at this point. They'll probably be back later once the other aspects of my life calm down.