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Monty shook his head. "Putting bad and Gambler in the same sentence means something. I think we should break this elevator and stop it. Someone is going to get killed." He said, concerned for the outcome of their game.

Gambler shrugged and found Rave. She leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms. "So, how do you want to die? Slowly or quickly? I have work to do with the city you know and time is money. I have to get you set up with that contract and get your name. I also have to get your accounts with Eldin and Kalore and then your new homes. Yep...." She shifted to her other foot. "I got tons of work to do, Rave." She could postpone all that stuff. They weren't mandatory. She could do all that stuff in the next few years if she wanted to. Rave messing with her height was a big mistake.

Monty rolled his eyes. "I won't do anything because of you. Hell no." He said not looking at Kalore. He didn't care about this male. He cared that his boss wasn't going to be killed.

Gambler shrugged. "You have to go on the roof. It's better." She said not moving and cautious about being there. She didn't want to make a false move or else it would be bad for her.

Gambler could most likely do those things now to get it over with. Especially since Rave was looking at the sky. She didn't want to mess up his peace. She bowed to him lowly. "Enjoy the view." She stepped away and began to go back down the hall and to the emergency stairs. "See, Eldin? Harmless." She muttered under her breath.

Monty punched Kalore on his mouth. "Say another insult and I'll rip your tongue out." He growled. He was fed up with his crap already. He was being more civil than usual and Kalore killed it.

With a fierce growl Monty grabbed Kalore and slammed him hard against the elevator wall. "I've been attempting to be civil but you ruined it with that insult." His arms and neck were beginning to burn. If Kalore wanted to play with fire then he was going to play with fire.

Gambler stopped walking and wheeled back, walking towards Rave. She nodded and sat next to Rave. A part of her was cautious. Yes, she could trust Rave like Kalore and Eldin with her life. Sometimes it was that seraph in her and that cautious woman slash monster in her that kept up with that cautious. Looking out the window, it was a nice night. She stared at it and counted the stars that were bright enough to see.

Monty snarled at Kalore throwing him against the same wall from before and put his whole body weight with the force. "Your the one who started with the name calling of p***k! So don't give me that sh*t of starting anything! I warned you not to talk to me but you wouldn't listen, elf!" He took his temperature to the next level and it was hot!

Gambler nodded, leaning back against the window frame. "Do you miss Ellwood?" She asked. It was nice. It was nice when you could fly over the city or just fly as high as you could breath and to a free fall while looking at the heavens behind you.

Monty let out another loud growl and glare at the elf. His temper getting the better of him. "You should have ignored it like everyone else and not cry over something so harmless!" He let his temperature go up but remembered that if he did, he would end up hurting or killing Kalore and he didn't want that. He turned off his temperature and glared daggers at Kalore.

Gambler nodded. She understood. She understood very well. "The people here aren't that good. It's really all how you make it. Here or anywhere, I like to make it fun because this place could be someone's worst nightmare." She shrugged and looked at the city. "Do you like heights?" It was an odd question but it seemed to her that Rave liked the sky and to see it's stars.

Gambler grinned and looked up at the sky. "I love heights. It's the sensation of freedom that comes with it. It's the thrill and rush of being able to fly as high as you can and then the free fall...." Her eyes were shinning because that was the few reasons that made being a seraph awesome.

"Well then you should begin learning the difference between insults and sarcasum, elf." He growled. He looked at Kalore closely. This elf wanted to break his neck. Good. He wanted the elf to try and do it.