"I'll do that then!"

She does that. Letters appear on the outside of the building as though projected there by a spotlight, except there is no spotlight.

"... And now we wait, I suppose."

Jinx sits down atop the assassin.

Water collects in the air, politely keeping away from people and objects that might prefer not to get wet. It doesn't seem to take up any of Ruava's attention.

(It's taking up someone else's attention instead.)

The assassin seems rather discouraged for some reason.

It's a mystery.

Meanwhile, in the basement of the building, a maintenance worker starts doing a little creative maintenance. Is that one of Jinx's explosive charges? Sure looks like it.

- she throws up a picture in the air of the basement and the maintenance worker and the bomb. And then puts one on the roof for good measure. Live-updating, in both cases. And "how fast can you get a lot of water in the basement, or which pipes can we burst -"

"Burst whatever you need to, that's far too much boom."

Audrey presses a button, and the basement sprinklers come on.

"That fast."

The output of the basement sprinklers interrupts the maintenance worker at his task. "And there is one of that on the roof," Idain adds, with a vague gesture toward the still-updating picture.

"Smart move. I think we can call this one a win for us: I doubt they have a backup plan for the backup plan."

Idain looks a little blank for a few seconds until the water finishes disarming the bomb and all she has left to do is gently escort the maintenance worker out of the basement. Then she focuses her eyes on Audrey.

"Where do you want me to put him?"

"Anywhere where he won't get into trouble. Out of the building would be nice."

The woman on the floor smiles slightly. 

The maintenance worker is escorted out of the building and guarded by an ominously hovering mass of water. (The images of him on the roof and in the room fade once he is outside.)

Audrey taps at her pad again, and smiles. 

"Message from Jayce." 

She holds it up so the room can see.

Good work, all of you. Caitlyn is overjoyed that you've caught C. Various important nobles are already looking shifty in ways my gut says means they're involved in this. They've been politely requested not to leave the city. Cait says Vi's hands look uncannily similar to the augments that C's got, which suggests she's an earlier result of the same experimentation program. Sit on C for now, I'm still dealing with the political situation. You can tell her that her handlers aren't going to be in much of a position to hurt her. 

- Jayce

A woman with shocking pink hair and metal fists almost the size of her torso comes around a corner, grabs the luckless maintenance worker with one hand, and tosses him casually over her shoulder in a fireman's carry. 

Idain smiles slightly. The ominously hovering mass of water follows the woman for a few steps, then breaks away and pours itself neatly down a sewer grate.

"... so I guess this is the part where I spill my guts. Metaphorically."

"Seems so."

"Hello, my name is Camille, I'll be your interrogation subject today. I'm a fixer for the Piltover nobility. My job is to ensure the stability and balance of Piltover, and especially prevent spillover from the Zaunite underbelly."

"Pleased to meet you."

"Yes. I believe it's traditional for the interrogator to ask questions."