Welcome to Gaia! ::

Monty growled at Kalore. "Everyone is dead. Other than the two in our group. Quietly, walk away human or I'll make sure you join these dead." He said with another warning. His dog mimicked his mood and crawled a bit closer.

Joker shook his head and felt himself getting normal. He reached into his pocket, remembering his meds that he brought. He took out on pill and swallowed it. He walked into the broken down club, walking over to Gambler. "Is she alright?" He asked calmly.

Gambler heard the words and the voice and caught a really delicious scent. "Hmmm...Smell good." She said quietly. That wasn't a yes or no response but it was better than not responding at all.

(and there is nothing wrong with medics.......)

Rave rolled his eyes at the man, "Really? Didn't know... And yes, Joker. She's fine. a little out of it, but she'll live." But looking at Gambler, he raised a brow, "Eh? What does, Miss Gambler?" He stayed close to her, just to make sure that he would be heard. At least, that's what Rave told himself. Jumping down, Kalore raised a brow at Monty, leaning against the wall, "Why the growl? Someone not in a good mood?"

Zhen walked around the block where he had parked his motor cycle. He drove a basic model bike that was nothing fancy. After a quick ride in the rain he was in front of Gamblers club. The club was only a few blocks from the shop that he worked at and lived upstairs from. So he came to this place whenever he had time. which wasn't often, the old man that ran the shop was always picking up stray people and fixing them up.

He entered the club and sat at the bar the bartender greeted him by the usual name. " Hey Zero what will it be?" He didn't say a word he just held up two fingers and then waited for his drink seeing who was out tonight. I swear those people looked familiar

Monty smirked. He stepped out of the club and waited for them to leave. "It appears your going to need a muzzle, elf." He said quietly. Of course both elves were going to hear it but he still baited the blonde elf.

Joker shrugged. "We can't go back to my place. Absolutely not. Every enemy most know where it is by now. We are going to her place. No one ever goes there, friend or foe. It's guarded very well." He said motioning for Rave to follow him out of the club and to Gambler's building. It was all hers.

Gambler makes a soft noise of protest in the back of her throat but that quickly subsided as she took in more of the voice's scent. "Be...gentle." She whispered. She was thinking and thinking, trying to get her own mind to work but she felt so tired that she would be the agreeable boss in the world in this state.

Monty smirked again as the group left. He looked at the club and touched it. It went up in flames. Monty let it stay and put it out, marking the place with a special protective hex that prevents any form of resurrection from the demons. He walked at a quick pace behind the group without uttering a word and pulling back security by looking around and spotting anything out of the ordinary.

Joker lead everyone to the largest building that had the greatest view of everything from all sides of the city and into the next one. It was that tall. He entered by pressing a code into a pad and getting his eye scanned. The doors opened and they entered the lobby of the building. It was a tasteful and simple lobby that promoted peace. "Take her up to the top floor. There is only one door up there so it won't be hard to find. I'll be up there shortly." He instructed and went to the door to close it.

Monty took the lead and entered the elevator.

Gambler looked at everything. This was her place. She knew that. She was feeling better but she felt highly weak. "Going up?" She said as a way of a joke. Even in this state, Gambler never lost her sense of humor.

Rave nodded and Kalore just leaned against the wall of the elevator. Would he get in trouble if Monty ended up dead? Yes, the blond was overreacting, but he was told that he would need a muzzle. Those were for mutts, the Goddess' worst creation out of everything. Muttering a few curses in elvish, Kalore was silenced by Rave.

"Enough, Kal." The blond sighed, "Fine...I'll try." Giving the man a flirty pout, Kalore spoke, "Why is it that you never carried me like this?" Rolling his eyes Rave just ignored his 'friend' as he complained. As the elevator stopped, he waited for Monty to take lead.

"I know. But he's worth the trouble in a fight, sir. Now, please just focus on Miss Gambler..." Kalore grinned as Rave spoke of him, but he didn't say anything as he followed the group. Quickly they were faced with Eldin. "Move." Saying that, Rave placed Gambler down lightly and Kalore stayed out of the young elf's way. As much as the two didn't get along, even the blond knew that the boy was good. At least as a medic he was.

"What the hell happened, Sir Rave?" Giving Eldin a quick run down of what happened in the club, the boy nodded. "Got it. Kal, could you please get my bag? It's in the room over there," Pointing to the room that he was in about an hur ago, Eldin didn't even look at anyone as he began working on Gambler. "I told you not to get hurt again, damnitt..." Rave smirked at Eldin's speech. The boy was the most respectful person that Gambler got, but if you got hurt twice in the same day, or three times at the moment, the boy didn't treat you the way a superior should have been treated.