Having just dropped Poppy off, Pidge re-appeared in her dorm, she informed The Don of her plans, receiving only a nod, allowing someone else to cover the front desk while Pidge prepared. Pidge sat on her bed pondering the rock, 'Rocks shouldn't feel like that...', for minutes, that seemed to linger like hours, but Pidge knew she couldn't back down now. Not after everything that's happened. If she was willing to use the rock, in her moment of anger, her moment of staring down someone threatening her, she could do it again. crack the noise lingered in her mind still, duller now. The noise no longer made her flinch. Her eyes a bit emptier, less spark, more burning anger. Anger at a Rumi who could end everything the hunters stood for. A Zoey and Mira who worshipped her, and refused to acknowledge the world burning. The silence... it still bothered her, but now she knew the cause. Pidge stood, pulling out her address book and placing the rock in her bag along with the package, she lingered on the red marked universe, before touching her finger to it hesitantly, appearing back in the alley, now all that was left were dry marks, the only signs of Pidge's desperate fight for her life. Pidge began walking, before beginning to jog, then a run, climbing to the rooftops she broke into a dead sprint, her destination already in mind. The address on the package. To whatever awaited her, in a dingy apartment, to the south of Seoul. It... hadn't been what she expected, she'd expected to have to make the days travel to this universe's hanok. Pidge felt like prey being hunted, but this time she had teeth she was willing to use. still, she'd rather not have to at all if it could be helped. As Pidge crept in through the balcony, she silently slipped from room to room of the small apartment, finally reaching the bedroom, she hesitated. One place left to check. Pidge's stomach churned as she turned the door handle, opening it. The pile of clothes on the ground told her all she needed to know. nothing was out of place, Celine had been ambushed. She never stood a chance. She gently took the shawl from the ground, grey and familiar to Pidge by now. Pidge put it in her bag as she checked for any sign of the girls as she made her exit. Pidge's heart pounded as she made her way back to the alley. Every slight flash of purple, ever streak of pink in the corner of her eye, and ever dark corner appearing like ravenette hair, had Pidge on edge. This time however, was thankfully quiet and uneventful as she tapped the book returning to her room once more, she felt all the adrenaline leave her body as she dropped to her knees. 'yeah, not going back there again.' Pidge thought as she fully marked out the universe, opening the package that had been intended for that Celine, a small tiger, with a small tag reading 'for Rumi' on it. a cruel ending, for a cruel universe. Pidge placed the tiger on her shelf, another souvenir on her belt, another job done. Maybe now she'll find someone to teach her how to fight, at least she already knows how to run.