Polo, Girleh and... A peanut. :)

Leon paced around his room for a moment, then gave a frustrated growl and flung the door open, stepping outside again. He was too agitated to be a jerk right now. He just couldn't handle the guilt... Somebody would have to comfort the poor girl if this 'Quinn' wasn't going to. Leon stalked over to the door opposite. He tugged on the handle, only to find that it was locked. Oh well, nothing in this place was decent quality anyway... Leon kicked the door open, breaking the lock, and stalked into the room. Stalking irritably over to the bed, he tapped Anna's shoulder, then held out his hand to help her up. "Come on - we're going out." He stated gruffly - leaving no room for negotiation in his grudging offer, nor bothering to apologise for barging in unannounced and breaking the door.

"Come." Leon said irritably, releasing her hand and grabbing her upper arm instead before turning and ploughing toward the door - dragging her unceremoniously along with him. With his other hand, he pulled out his cellphone and speed dialed his chauffeur, Marcel. "What can I do for you, Master Leon?" The man asked in a voice of forced patience and respect. "Marcel, I'm going out. Be at the front gate in 5 minutes to pick me up." He snapped before hanging up the phone. He seemed to ignore Anna completely as he dragged her along, clearly in a mood. Though in reality, although Leon seemed angry, he was actually feeling deeply miserable... And although he was doing this to try to cheer Anna up, it was as much to distract himself as anything else... Just to be able to forget everything for a while... Just to get away from it all and be himself.

Leon continued to drag Anna until they reached the school yard, then he released her arm as he stepped out into the sunshine. The limo was waiting for them exactly as he had expected. "Get in." He ordered, gesturing toward the luxuriously elongated back seat. The glossy black paint gleamed, causing Leon some degree of irritation as he glanced critically over it. Damn... He had nothing to complain about. "Good job, Marcel." He muttered grudgingly, averting his gaze irritably to avoid seeing Marcel's smug gaze. "As always, Master Leon." He replied silkily, climbing out of the car and opening the door, bending his head in a slight bow to Anna and Leon. He was shocked by the fact that Leon was actually socialising, if that was what this was, but he knew better than to say anything. He didn't want to lose his job... For although Leon's threats were most always empty, he was still being paid extremely well simply for driving around in a luxury car and showing fake respect to a stuck-up kid.

Leon got in after Anna and Marcel closed the door after him, then got into the front seat. As Leon had always insisted that they leave him alone, the entire limo had been fitted with tinted windows and soundproof glass - including the sliding division that separated the front seats from the back.
"Sorry about all this..." Leon muttered as soon as the engine had started. "I just couldn't sit around and do nothing after he'd-" Leon broke off with a frustrated sigh, slamming his fist into the side of the car. Clearly, he had yet to calm his temper. "People like that piss me off." Leon concluded darkly, his hair falling down to hide his expression as he bowed his head slightly - though despite this fact - the trembling in his clenched fists gave him away. Leon was a lot more sensitive than he let on, and despite his actions, it was more than just anger that he was feeling.

Leon jerked as he felt her hand against his cheek, and quickly swatted it away, staring determinedly in the opposite direction. "Well, that was actually my fault..." Leon admitted grudgingly, still refusing to look at her. "But you're his sister! It shouldn't matter what anybody else says or does... He should still never treat you like that!" Leon growled darkly, glancing up at her again. His vicious expression, combined with the dark eye makeup, made him seem beastly than human for a moment, but then Leon sighed and shook his head. "Why the hell does nobody get it..." He muttered to himself, turning to stare out of the window at all the people outside who were gawking at the limo, taking pleasure in the fact that they could not see him. "Overprotective and angry or not... He had no excuse to say those things to his own sister..." Leon muttered quietly, evidently calmer now, though definitely not having let go of his anger.

Leon blinked stupidly at her explanation, clearly not quite getting it. "Well... I don't understand any of that, but you have my condolences." He murmured with uncharacteristic sympathy. "It sounds to me like it was an accident - but even if it was somehow your fault, as your older brother he should not blame you. That's just... Not right." He shook his head, glancing away again. Since he didn't understand, maybe he should just drop the topic before he said the wrong thing...? Or flew off the handle again for that matter. "So where do you want to go?" He asked quietly, his tone clearly lacking enthusiasm. No matter what they did, he wouldn't enjoy it. He had forgotten how to have 'fun' a long time ago.

"A cave?" Leon asked incredulously, turning to stare at Anna. He glanced her briefly up and down, sizing her up as he tried to work out if she was mocking him or not. Eventually, he decided she seemed serious. "Well, whatever, but if I get a bat stuck in my hair you're gonna get it." He concluded impatiently before opening the partition and bringing the back of Marcel's head into sight. "Marcel, Anna's going to give you directions to this place she wants to go." Leon explained with a sigh, before leaning back against the seat and looking bored. "Go on, then." He said to Anna, gesturing toward the open window where Marcel watched them in his rear-view mirror.

"Wait - what?!" Leon asked, clearly enraged by the news. "You- He- Oh, this is not happening!" Leon's voice rose with fury and before long he was almost shouting. "So he's tracking me?!" Leon confirmed, the pitch of his voice rising to near hysterics in indignation. "MARCEL!" He roared, his face red from anger. "Yes, Master Leon?" Marcel asked calmly - clearly enjoying Leon's little fit. "GET MY LAWYER ON THE PHONE!" he demanded furiously. "Don't you think you're overreacting?" Marcel asked unsympathetically. "You should be thankful you haven't been arrested again." Marcel said with a slight shrug. "What- You- I- You dare to- Marcel, you are SO- Ugh!" Leon stuttered into silence, folding his arms and leaning back against his seat, glaring out of the window and muttering furiously to himself. Marcel let him stew for a while, then obviously decided to take pity on the boy - though mostly to save his poor companion the horror of having to sit there in such uncomfortable silence. "I saw Kimberleigh yesterday." He said casually, though he already knew the effect it would have on Leon.
He shot forward, eagerly clutching the edge of his seat like a child going on their first roadtrip. "You saw Kimmie?" He asked eagerly, "How-" He broke off as Marcel interjected, "She's looking much better, but she says she misses you." Leon sat back with a relieved sigh, his anger from moments before forgotten completely as he was pacified by thoughts of his dear sister.

"What the-" Leon broke off, trying to jerk his hand away from her but freezing when he saw she held a knife. "This is messed up..." Leon muttered, staring determinedly in the opposite direction as she sliced through his skin with the knife. As soon as she was done he jerked his hand away, cradling it in his other hand and glaring suspiciously at her. She was lucky there was no blood... If she had made him bleed, he would have- But Leon was saved the trouble of having to work out what he would have done as Anna spoke again. "He better not have!" Leon growled darkly, glaring at her in obvious annoyance. Why was he even doing this? This wasn't his job... That asshole, Quinn, should be doing it. Not him.

"I don't like him." Leon stated bluntly, shrugging vaguely before turning away. "No." He replied in response to her next question, not bothering to even glance at her. "We're here." Marcel said as he pulled over at their desnitation. Leon have a resigned sigh, shooting Anna an unreadable glance before Marcel opened the door and he climbed out, glancing around judgmentally. "Marcel, I'll call you when you should pick us up." Leon said. And at that, Marcel bowed before getting back into the limo and driving off.

Leon gave a soft relieved sigh as Marcel drove off, and instantly dropped the tense stance he always walked with, making him seem suddenly gentler and less threatening. The harsh lines of his face also softened, and for once he had nothing mean to say as he followed Anna, humming softly to himself. He paused at the entrance to the cave, keeping a respectful distance as Anna jogged over to something in the corner - a small box by the looks of things - and began looking through it. He waited a short while before following her, his footsteps echoing eerily in the cold, damp silence. He crouched down beside her as he reached her, glancing down a the objects in her hands. "Your family?" He asked softly, gesturing toward the photo. His voice held a certain gentility, a soft kindness that it had only ever show before in two situations: While speaking to Kimmie, and when he was singing. It was as though he was a different person entirely... As though a switch had been flicked. When before he'd had almost no good intentions, now his evil intentions had before absolutely zero, and he seemed to want nothing more than to enjoy the company he had, and even to be good company himself. It was so out of character, it would not have been too far fetched to imagine that aliens were controlling his brain with a remote, and just pressing buttons at random...

"They look happy..." He murmured quietly, examining the photo with a gentle gaze. "What a beautiful family." He added witha soft smile before taking the torch from her and straightening up. He glanced around briefly, flicking on the torch so a beam of light escaped it. He took a couple of steps toward the nearest passageway, then a slight shudder ran through him and he paused. "Diamonds..." He marvelled quietly, "That's amazing, but I'm not a fan of water myself..." He said with a shrug. He glanced toward the rocky passaged again, but he still hesitated, unwilling to leave the entrance chamber. "I- I think I'll just stay here for know..." He muttered awkwardly, extinguishing the beam of light from the torch and walking over to examine a clearly plain and uninteresting section of rock wall.