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"Whether somone would of attacked us or not, thanks for picking us up Angel. I don't think I would of wanted to be out there if it rained. Or get eaten alive by mosquitoes!"
Anita chuckled as she grabbed some bacon and other foods. She didn't evne know she was hungry but, as soon as she had seen the food, she felt her mouth water.

"No, I'm good for now, thank you very much Angel." Senstren replied to Angels inquiry. He would need some time to recover before he could leave the lodge and return home, but in terms of food and drink, he was fine. Meanwhile, he had to focus whatever energy he had available to him on locating his scythe. It would be much easier at his own house, where he had devices that could help him locate the magical properties of the weapon more exactly. "It's a shame that I've had so little contact with the head powers of RDS. Although I try to be a resource to those who require incite into the realm of the Undead, I've only ever been called on once before. I should get out and meet more people..." He said, trailing off slightly with the last sentence.

"Perhaps we can set up something in the bar. I could hang a cork board?" Angel was having a good time with the two guests that she has brought to her quiet spot in the wood. "I am sure you'll find a mission there?"

"That really could be a great idea! Whenever my crew's done and we've found or friends and family, I'm sure that we'll all need something to do with our lives! So much action now, going back to school would be so boring!"

"It was your idea." Senstren said to Angel. Turning to Anita he looked at her quizzically. "Return to school? How old are you?" With two hundred some odd years he didn't want to think that he could not manage to claim a definite victory over a school age girl. Granted, most of his life had been spent perfecting his techniques of raising the dead, something that he did not use against her. But still, his swordsmanship should reflect his experience. Or maybe he was just getting too old for that kind of thing...

"Oh true, it was wasn't it?" She nodded to Senstren then turned her attention to the girl. "So, would it be a true statement to say you aren't a fan of books?"

"They're ok. I still like the TV better but, I don't hate books like I used too. My sisters are crazy for them though. I always had to make sure we still had money for food and stuff or they would spend it all on books. That's probably why they get along with Yomiko so much. She has more books then furniture! If it wasn't for Nenene covering the bills now we'd all probably starve to death."

Senstren leaned back, seeing that the conversation was headed elsewhere. Fortunately, collecting rare books was a hobby for him rather than a necessity. He stretched his legs, pondering Anita's story. Back in his day, if someone's parents weren't around to watch over their children, the village would take them in. Of course, that required a close-knit village, which Anita may not have had. Thinking this over lazily, he waited for Anita's answer to Angel's question.