As Arc was dancing, she allowed herself a brief moment to relax, to enjoy reminiscing with an old friend, sharing the drink and doing the dance. Reality, however, snapped her back quickly as she read the rather resigned message from Marco, followed by noticing what was happening with Yelena. Her heart skipped a beat as she nearly choked on her breath, Arc realizing that things were gonna spiral, and fast. She herself was already starting to feel the slightest bit of a buzz from the alcohol she's already consumed. As the song beat shifted, the human girl straightened up and looked up to Ninelives.
"Huu, haven't lost a fraggin step huh? Man, haven't danced that hard in a longhoop time. Give me a bit. Need to catch my breath, heh.". Hugging him once more, Arc made her way back to the bar to have a sit, hastily composing a message to Marco.
@Marco decrypt 0375902-0830 {Arc}>>
<<If that's how you feel you do what you fragging want. You gonna kip out and not see this feel through, fine and frag you to the hells. But job or no, we could use that distraction. If you still give ANY drek about your girl, you will set that building off or I dint be able to save her. Can you at least wrap your hoop around that!?
With that in mind, Arc gave a little sigh, visibly frowning as she looked onto the dance floor, tilting her head towards NineLives. "...think she is in trouble? She was closer to death than I was...might be taking my philosiphising a little hard eh?"