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Drinking out of his glass, Rave looked curious, "Why do they follow her like that? And why do you call them brats?"

Kalore glared at the wall, but didn't want to deal with Monty anymore. The man just made him mad, but Rave would murder him if anything happened to someone that was supposed to be their partner. "Oh well..." Muttering this, he tried to go to sleep.

Joker looked at Rave, running a hand through his hair. "They are brats because they can get away with almost everything, especially with Gambler. She thinks they are perfect angels but underneath those innocent faces are demons! Antichrists I tell you!" He said pointing at the doors as if condeming it to hell. "They follow her like that because they are very attached to her. Just like the rest of us. Except maybe Monty but he has his reasons." That got Joker's attention. "Speaking of Monty, where the hell is he? He's should have been here now. And Kalore too. Their food is getting cold and I refuse to sleep without them fed and cleaned up." He said like the mother-hen he really is.

Monty ignored Kalore compeletly and dialed Raid's number. Only thing was Raid didn't have his cell on him. He was dead and that reminder was a punch in the gut. He rested his forehead against the cold metal wall and closed his eyes. 'It should have been me in his place.'

Monty heard Kalore and wanted to ingore him. Then again, talking about someone's death was better than letting it build up inside him until so unsuspecting person ends up on the otherside of his fist. "He was my best friend. The only one who had my back and the only one who competed with me when we did jobs." He said softly. Raid was always at his back and the only one who would be in his weapons room talking about what ever it was that guys talked about and hung out at the clubs. They were like brothers.

Monty shook his head slightly. 'Damn right I don't want to hear it from you or from anyone.' He thought with a growl but didn't voice it because he didn't want to argue anymore. Or for the time being. He dialed his cell phone again. "If you have any way of contacting your brethren, do it. I'm going to call Joker." He said as politely as he could.

Joker's phone went off but he was being a loud mouth and going on about the Twins this and Twins that, entertaining both Rave and Eldin about how reckless and evil and they get away with murder! Joker was a bit dramatic about it. Which was pretty funny.

Monty stopped calling Joker. Clearly he was acting like a fool up there and didn't hear the damned phone. He dropped the phone and kicked it away from him. If only his most trusted friend was there with them. He would get them out without a moments hesitation. Damnit. This was frustrating. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't talk in peace and he couldn't burn the damned thing up without killing the elf. What was their to do?!

Joker shook his fingers at Rave. "Shame on you, Sir for buying into that act. The devils!!! I tell you they are the antichrist. I thought Monty was the antichrist but, oh no, Those brats came out of Russia and clung to Gambler like baby ducklings. She treats them like babies! I had a baby once and she was nothing like those brats! Even Monty had one a little boy who was well behaved!" On the surface Joker may seem to be complaining about those two but really he loved them and would kill anyone who messed with those boys. Only he was allowed to call them brats. If someone else stole that from him he would be pissed.

Joker kept going and then went into how it was with Monty and Raid being just as bad as the Twins only Gambler not liking it at all. It was hilarious how those two males got on the worst end of Gambler's temper.

Monty sat back down. "This is ridiculous. What could possiably be the reason for this misfortune?" He muttered in anger.

Monty looked up at Kalore with a bored expression but his eyes gave away his curiousity. "What did you do?" He was mildly interested.

Joker shrugged. "Monty is her worst enemy for more than three milleniums and Raid broke her heart in the worst fashion. They both set up Gambler to be heart broken. Raid wanted to do it out of spite." He said. Which was true and it was the reason why they were at odds but she still kept him because he was a good fighter and member of her team. She tried not to let that stuff get in the way of getting the job done.

Joker was about to answer Eldin's question but he looked behind them and paled slightly. "It's because I let them do it without knowing. I let them because I don't control them like other leaders would." Came the reply from Gambler who stood there all dressed up for business. The Twins were behind her, one on each side and they looked highly intimidating.

Joker looked down. "I apologize Gambler. It wasn't my place." He said quietly. Gambler shrugged, seemingly not caring but inwardly it hurt to hear it all again, especially from someone else. "It's the past Jo-Jo." She looked at Eldin with soft eyes. "There's more to it than that but it's complicated. I don't think you would want to hear about anything mushy." She said and sat at the table. Joker went to get her a cold, glass of water. She nodded her thank you and looked at the table, looking at it but thinking about that point in time.

Monty's eyes went wide. "Foolish. I know now not to ever drink around you." He said. That was the funniest thing he had ever heard but he wasn't going to express that.