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Gambler snapped her fingers. Her logical mind was losing a battle. It lost. "Wait one second." She stepped back and took out her phone. She dialed a number and waited for someone to answer. "Yo! Listen, I want a through shake down from the inside out, sideways, from north to south and all the way around. If anyone has not listened to me then I want them taken out. Any remains of evil demon guy I want thrown out. After that open up the borders and make sure everything goes back to normal. Got it? Good." She hung up and put the phone away, hugging Rave to her. "What was that about being cuffed? Yeah, I think it's you that's going to be cuffed but I gues ladies first right?" She stood on her toes and kissed Rave deeply. "How about you shadow transport somewhere private? Anywhere you want." She whispered in his ear. She lost to Rave and she was enjoying it.

Monty nodded. "What are your five worst qualities?" He knew that Kalore had at least five or more good qualities and he could only think of a few bad ones but that's because Kalore was a different person from Monty and not necessarily a bad thing.

Bank got the call from Gambler and then called all his guys to arm up to do the shake down. He armed up and went out leading a group of guys, to do as he was told because it was bad business if the evil guys took his money.

"Only five?" Kalore muttered, "Heh, might be hard to narrow it down..." Sighing, he spoke, "Well...I'm a b***h, I know. I take things and hold grudges, my body is that of a womans and it sucks. Well...there's three...Hm. The fourth is that I'm too curious, and well, obviously, the bad thing is that I'm gay." He shrugged. "Most people hate me right off the bat for that."

Smirking, Rave's kisses went from gentle and loving to passionate and rough. "You got it..." Shadows consumed them and they were in a penthouse suite from the best hotel in Ellwood, having a great view with one way window of the city. It was night and even more beautiful at night than during the day. Flicking his wrist, the door was locked and a note on the handle saying it was in use, with his signature at the bottom. No one was going to object to that.

Kalore went from leaning on his knees, slightly sad to sitting straight up slowly and eyes widening. "Um...What? Are you defending me?" That was a very unexpected thing, but Kalore wasn't complainning. "Um, then what are those two things?"

Kissing her again, Rave had Gambler on the bed, the place having this romantic glow to it as he smiled. "Like it? It's one of the best places I could think of that I thought you would like..." He held her close, going to his never before-seen-romantic-side that no one knew the powerful elf had.

"W-Well..." Kalore shrugged and sighed, "Well, I mean, I'm glad you're defending me...But it's unexpected...I guess I'm still thinking that you're just gonna jump across the elevator and kill me...or raise the temperature again..." He looked nervous, knowing that those weren't nice things, but what else was he supposed to think? Monty was a demon, and Kalore was a b***h with the ability to piss off anyone. It wasn't a liked thing, but he was still nervous, hoping that Monty wasn't going to jump across the elevator and kill him or raise the temperature and burn him...

"Not as lovely as you..." Kissing her softly, he nuzzled her neck and played with her hair. It was amazing that someone with such a hard hit could have such soft skin. Holding her close, Rave continued to practically cuddle with Gambler, a change from the before passionate and needy behavior of both of them just moments before.

Kalore subconsciously put a hand to his ear, "Thank you for thinking about that...Well...um...seeing as I already asked you about yourself on this..." And since I can't think of any for myself... "Name five good things about me? No... two." He sighed, knowing that two was hard, so five good things were out of the question. It was odd, really, that Kalore acted like he had all this self confidence, but really, he was as confident as a snow flake in hell.

"Oh? And shall I be your squishy friend?" Rave leaned his forehead to hers, smiling softly as a scene from Finding Nemo went into his mind. "And, you're much more lovely, much more beautiful, than you give yourself credit for, Gambler."

Blinking, Kalore counted on his fingers, "Um...I look like s**t...Um," He looked around, trying to comprehend what he had heard. "I said two...how did you come up with five?" Blinking again, the man tried really hard to just believe and accept what he heard, but that was hard. Kalore had never thought that he carried himself well, he was a coward. Humorous, sometimes. A great fighter, hell yeah, exotic, probably, but good looking? No. Not at all.

Rave kissed her softly and smiled, "Well...would you like to see some of the features of the room? It's nice..." There was a master bathroom in the right corner. The area didn't look big at first, but that was a trick of the elves. When you walked in you were greeted with a great jacuzzi tub with joined shower that could easily fit two people comfortably. There was a nice counter that was a nice size, sinks separated, allowing a space for someone to sit in. Everything in this room was designed for a couple.

Then there was the room itself. There were places for candles everywhere, incense burners, the items induced with elvish magic to....well, readers should get the picture. It was a honeymoon suite that put the hilton hotel to shame.

Rave laughed and kissed her gently, "Or we can wait...I'm willing to make that sacrifice for you..." Obviously it wouldn't be a sacrifice, but Rave could act it.

"Because... Well, I don't know. I'm not used to it. People don't exactly think very highly of me." Kalore shrugged, not really knowing how else to put it. "I'm liked as a tool of aim and for...other things." The man liked to dance, and that used to be how he was used. At least his girl like body got him out of death a few times.