Wearing a side-tie bikini with amber and brown stripes, Rosie stepped into the pool. The water was cool and the pool was outside where the sun could dry her as well, in addition to her towel. Tyler watched as she entered the water, without a swimsuit of his own, the most he could do was keep her company, still he wanted to be close to her. Rosie may have been confident she was safe, but Tyler? He wasn't so sure. He had no doubt that Cagliostro was smart enough to try something in broad daylight, but on the other hand… Cagliostro was a magician, so who knew what he would try?
Taking a seat in a nearby chair, Tyler watched as Rosie proceeded to swim. She swam with grace same grace that a ballerina might have shown upon the stage, most exquisite.
Emerging from the pool, Rosie approached Tyler with a smile. Returning the smile, he held out her towel for her, a purple thing that looked recently bought, or at least Tyler thought it looked to be in good condition.
Watching as she dried herself off, Tyler asked: "Have a good swim?"
"I'd like it more if it was at the beach." Replied Rosie. "A dip in Lake Ontario sounds so much more inviting… I'd also like it if you could join me as well."
A small blush appearing upon his ruddy countenance, Tyler stated: "Maybe under different circumstances, like I had been living here in Toronto as well, or you had been living in Oshawa as well and we both met at a beach… Alas, I have no swim trunks."
Sighing, Rosie nodded, blushing as well. "It sounds romantic, but I like our meeting at the museum better. Meeting at the beach is a dime-a-dozen, I prefer something different."
The sound of clapping suddenly rang out. Looking to the entrance of the pool area, the two redheads saw Cagliostro with Adamu by his side, but the former did not look well. His eyebrows were now close to white in colouration, and his skin was now grey. What was going on here? Did he botch a new nitrate combination?
"Aw, young love." Commented Cagliostro, his tone mocking, before he added: "I'm glad I got here sooner, if I saw something more saccharine than this, I'd stick a finger down my throat!"
While Rosie stood there, with her hand covering her mouth and her eyes wide, Tyler merely asked: "Uh, why the new look? Felt like dying your eyebrows and painting your skin?" Upon receiving a glare, Tyler's eyes widened as he realized: "Oh, god… You haven't been taking your nitrates!"
"He should have last night, then he returned home having seen her and—"
Cagliostro shot Adamu a murderous look and immediately his henchman closed his mouth. Returning his attention to Tyler and Rosie, he said: "There will be time for nitrate injections once this redheaded bitch is dead!"
"Are you suicidal?" asked Rosie, taking a step back as Cagliostro's countenance slowly began to grow gaunt. "Is my death truly more important than your own preservation?"
Raising a hand, Cagliostro annoyedly uttered: "Sleep, harlot!" Immediately, Rosie fell unconscious leaving Tyler to rush forward in an attempt to prevent her abduction or murder. Alas, a single strike from Cagliostro and the young men fell unconscious as well.
The last thing Tyler saw before falling into unconsciousness, was a more aged looking Cagliostro staring down at him. Where once had be a man who looked to be in his mid-thirties, now seemed to be a man in his mid-fifties. The last thought to go through Tyler's head was how he had failed Rosie and perhaps he had.