During the night of the Sugma Ball, Noel observed multiple strange guests attending the ball - making him question the morality of dancing with one's enemies. It caused a reflex to kick in, one attained by facing various threats over the years. Some of which appeared out of thin air. As a result, he fled into the bathrooms. Taking along one mystery man with him, which he had intentionally spilled a drink on during the ball. Noel was under the impression this man was a law enforcement agent. The guest list of this party truly was all over the place.

The male bathroom of the ball was quite tidy. Maybe even worthy of being called 'feng-shui' by his more traditional parents. The decor didn't matter though, after strong-arming the mystery man into the bathrooms Noel came prepared with a plan.

Though before he was inclined on explaining why he had dragged him all the way here, Noel first inspected the small gaps under the doors of the stalls - nobody else seemed to be present. As he was peeking under the last door, he begun to talk to the mystery man, Jove.

"A wise man once said, to think is to argue with the soul."

Just as he said such, he heard the entrance door open - another man had come in. Nobody he knew. Noel guessed it was the mystery man's friend, another law enforcement officer (not realizing that it was Zane). That wasn't to say he dropped his guard, knowing evil lurked at a moments notice.

"I'm guessing you two also feel like sheep amidst wolves?"

He wasn't exactly talking about the hot cougars who were unquestionably also on the prowl tonight.

The rather tall Blue Pegasi magi got back on his feet after inspecting the stalls and washed his hands at the sink to then slick his hair back using his fingers.

An emergency escape presented itself at the end of the mens room, a large square window looking out towards the range of a mountain.

"I have a proposition, one that may need to be sent to the king."

A common sense of confusion hung in the air split between the two. Noel felt his thought process was very straightforward, although the connections between what he was saying didn't quite land. There had been moments in the past where nice seeming events escalated out of nowhere - leaving barely anyone with enough time to coordinate something before something bad unfolds. Sweat had begin building up on Noels forehead a little, recognizing a pattern in the chaos presented in front of him.

The other man who had entered the bathroom last seemed in agreement with his sheep among wolves statement. The one Noel had dragged in though, he didn't seem very impressed. Perhaps he was one of these bad guys? Instinctively Noel reached for his dagger at his right pocket, forgetting that he had replaced it with a sword that now hung on his left hip - he fumbled and pretended to adjust his pants should a quick glance be thrown.

"I have it on good authority that several of the guests tonight are ..."

Noel stopped his sentence for a second and felt a light bulb flashing above his head. If they were of any help, they are to know about Venus and Odins bounties, if not reputation. Noels eyes squinted at the thought. Before he could wrap up this idea to estimate their usefulness depending on the amount of information they had access to, a flurry of questions arose.

Zane was fine with delivering the message to the king, whereupon Jove wondered what king Noel even meant. Obviously the Fiorian one, as these were Fiorian threats - he himself was Fiorian, and by no doubt most of the attending guests too. While it was being held in Stella, it seemed only the local folk had attended. Noel began feeling wrong about having him dragged here - the other man who had entered seemed to be much more up to speed, despite hinting that there were multiple of him. The chaos of the conversation made this slip beyond Noels conversational radar.

"The king in Fiore. My name is Noel Raion, I am a Blue Peg-- oi konoyaro, if you know nothing about this then maybe it'd be better if you step away."

Noel doubled down, if he was still persistent with this line of questioning he had to be cut loose. An unknown buff guy had caught the glimpse of Noel tonight, possibly presenting an opportunity to smithen a temporary alliance to get through the hardships of this ball exploding into smithereens (should it happen).

He then pointed at the other man, signaling him to come closer.

"Hey, you. You were trying to enjoy the ball right? Walked right into that ambush, same as me."

He then shook his head.

"Actually, nevermind, come by this window real quick while I lay out my plan to you."

At this point it was completely unknown to Noel who Zane really was. If anything, he trusted him slightly. Enough to think he might have his back should this man go on another go at it. Without caring particularly if he joined him or not, Noel began to lay it out. "This is my keikaku. We send a message to the king, requesting assistance at this ball. It is unlikely he will respond." While talking, he begun opening the window wide open. And without allowing either of them to interrupt he continued. "This will highlight the issue of these villains going on and about, not a single care in the world." He cracked his knuckles and looked out the window, peeking from left to right. "An opportunity will present itself. To catch these villains with their guard down." Ironic. "We do the right thing, clean up the streets and claim our share of glory." Noel then crossed his arms and looked into the rest of the mens room to measure the response - if there was any.

There was disappointment on Zane's face. Noel thought because he too didn't really trust the king to do a damn thing in this situation. He didn't seem to want to join him at the window. Fine, it didn't matter, Noel raised his voice so he could be heard. It seemed he wasn't quite intent on taking a risk for no purpose. Maybe he lived a boring, yet stable life.

He did guess correctly as to the names of the individuals that Noel had noticed tonight. Albeit Venus was a special case. If it was just her, his sense of justice wouldn't be as strong as it currently was. Proving that he was biased in his own ways.

Though when the other man began explaining how he was a Captain of the Rune Knights a vein began to appear on Noels forehead. The Blue Pegasi mage was not a fan of them, maybe even the opposite. Captains had a fair share of power within their organization. He initially expected this man to be a simple beat-cop, who wasn't into the politics and intricacies.

Noel should have known by the basis of the condescending tone. Not his jurisdiction? His eyebrow began to twitch. It was quite unusual for Noel to be up in his emotions this much, though the words of the Captain managed to trigger him beyond existence. The vein on his forehead quickly grew to the size of Crocus. He described this as a sanctioned event. A sanctioned event!? With the most infamous guild in all of Fiore!? He felt his fingers balm up in his hand, forming a very tight fist.

With his other hand, Noel began to commence a series of very aggressive finger pointing. "Not my jurisdiction... !? Tell me this, captain. Where were the Rune Knights when Era was being invaded by Phantom Lord? Where were the Rune Knights when Lamia Scale got its door kicked into!? Where were the Rune Knights when..." He felt his heart beat rising in a rapid pace. This was an outrage. The aforementioned events all involved Noel, having him save the ass of the so called mighty Empire. Despite being decorated with awards for those heroic actions, nothing had changed since those events in his eyes. Fiore was still dependent on its inhabitants to step up and go beyond the call of duty to resolve issues that they didn't create in the first place.

Noel had a plan to leave the building by using his ring to become a crow and simply fly off - get changed, send a letter to the Fiorian Royalty and come back armed to the teeth.

His conviction at an all time high, he begun to anticipate a brawl breaking out at the mens room instead. "Jurisdiction my ass. What are the knights doing today huh? Sitting on the sideline once more, as dictated by history." One could tell that Noels eyes contained fire and fury. Noel slightly lost control over his magic, and several random items began floating in the room. A sigh brought those same items down. "I've had enough of this." Noel said in a calm voice with a tint of fury, he'd close the window shut and walk towards the exit of the stall in a very Jojo-like style. It made it seem like Noel was about to 'solve' the issues himself. It was most likely in the best interest of the Captain to stop him from leaving. Though in doing that, said brawl was very likely to break out.