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Audric hadn't even the time to get in a single swipe before his opponent tumbled to the floor before him. Audric's tail lashed back and forth behind him as he bent down to assist the pirate to his feet, but Adonish stood and brushed himself off, large tears spilling down his cheeks.

"Oh, don't do that!" Audric said, withdrawing a hankie from his pocket and tenderly soaking the wetness from Adonis' face. As soon as he had done so, the young angel switched from angst to anger, and turned to face him. Audric stood back, sliding his hankie back into his pocket.

So, to the battle again...Audric pulled free his rapier again, waving it about when the battle was interrupted for a second time, this time by his opponent throwing down his arms. It was really too bad he was in mid swing as he landed a solid swack over the side of his face.
"Never let your guard down." Audric said a little remorsefully, holding out the blade to the young angel. "Use it as an ice pack, the blade isn't sharp."

Azyre's gaze was distracted by Dark and Azerim taking a spill at the same time. He lifted an eyebrow as Azerim went rolling along the counter, hitting a projecting corner. Were these guys stuntmen? Over and over again one or the other had some sort of accident occour to them.
"Are you quite alright?" Azyre asked Azerim, having missed the reason for the earlier commotion.

Azerim sat up, rubbing the side of his head. "Heehee! Yeah, I'm okay!" Jumping up, he ran back over to Dark, rolling between people's feet as he did so.

Dark was on the ground, and putting a hand up to his head; felt a rather large bump. "Lovely..." He grumbled, sitting up. He was taken back again as azerim dove head first into his chest. "Are you okay? What happned?" both of them looked down at the purple ring around Azerim's waist. none of them could answer that.

Reganing his srength, and fighting off a head ache, Dark sat up again, and thought outloud. "Maybe it was because you're a Demon, and this ring is an angel. You know the two have never really been able to cope with each other... Just a guess..." He put a hand up to his chin in deep thought. Azerim just sat there and smiled at the ring around his waist. "Well then, we'll just have to make him cooperate with us then! Hear that? We're going to be living together weather you like it or not!" the brown Oni giggled. His laughter stopped though, when he noticed Dark had a painfully sick look on his face. "Is everything okay... Dark?" Azerim began to worry. "No... It's, ugh... Nothing. It's nothing. though I think we need to go..." Dark grabbed Azerim like an action figure and stood up, wobbling as he did so. And without another word; ran out of the store. Dark felt badly that he didn't say anything to anyone, but the immense pain in his head jsut got worse and worse...