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((Oops, sorry. I should've realized it was more like something off of DBZ...))

The two mawers heading for Saito were knocked back by the beam of energy, seriously damaged but not outright destroyed. Meanwhile, a handful of the others came to their senses and charged at Saito, one of them bounding into the path of the energy beam and getting knocked back like the other two. A couple others went around and were right up next to Saito with their toothy mouths open to bite him, by the time he finished firing the beam.

((Ack! sorry!))

Brain looked up at the business man and smiled gently nodding. It had seemed so real to him at the time. Brain felt around his clothing and then made a gesture that looked as if he was writing with an invisible pen on invisible paper. Looking up longingly as if he needed something. He didn't know a lot of words only important ones.

((Brian... I have a bad habit of making spelling mistakes that can't be picked up off of spell check. According to it brain is spelled correctly when in fact it doesn't fit context.))

BRIAN Grabbed it and wrote softly. GOOD THING. Then he made a space below it and wrote: FOOD? Then he handed it back. His handwriting was neat and rigid as if typed out. Brian knew every word that was spoken to him but he was just learning how to write words And didn't know how to spell some of them or write others. He tried to learn from people reading things out loud. He took out his mp3 player which had been given to him by someone of great power. If you could sense such things the mp3 player would have given off a strange energy. He showed it to the man smiling.

Andre smiled down at the boy. He looked at the MP3 player, but to him it just looked like an MP3 player. Reading what Brian had written, he said:
Andre then went off to get the snacks. He would have sent Raul or BillBob to do it, but they were in the basement... and the other BillBob had been sent out on an errand away from the arena.


Meanwhile, in the first basement level, BillBob watched Saito grab the two mawers and marveled that the man didn't seem too concerned. Raul wasn't as concerned now, either, since he had made it out of the reach of the snapping creatures, and most of them were turning their attention on the newcomers anyway.

Raul grumbled a little, muttering something about BillBob wanting him to fall off of the cage he was on, but he reached out to snag the scrub-brush that was hanging just within his reach. Raul tossed it awkwardly over Saito's head (which it narrowly avoided hitting), and the twelve-year-old readheaded BillBob standing on the stairs behind caught it just in time to beat back a mawer that had made its way around to come at him.

Brain whipped through the popped corn and soda quickly. He hadn't eaten in a while. He tossed the empty carton and soda in the seat next to him and looked at the man smiling a thanks to him licking his buttery fingers. He only thing that upset him was that there wasn't any real food here.

Saito gave a slight sigh and he completely had cut through two of them with one swing without any problem and he got bit in the leg by one and he had practicly dodged the others. "This area is hardly enough for me to dodge anything so lets hurry up and kill of the rest of these things."

((Down in the basements...))
BillBob nodded, agreeing with Saito.
The boy used what was left of the long-handled scrub-brush to pole-vault over the few mawers that were left, and ran down the room a little, waving the brush and shouting.
All but one followed him now, and he headed for a stone block cemented into the floor, with metal rings in it for attaching chains to.
At the last moment before the mawers caught up with him, BillBob dodged behind the block so that the mawers bit chunks out of it instead of out of him.
They started to bounce around it to get at him, but seemed to stall and... suddenly they started to break into pieces.
BillBob explained, grinning ear to ear and sweeping the broken mawers aside.

((left the last one for you if you want it ^^))


((Up in the spectator stands...))
Andre squatted down to where he wouldn't have to look down so much to talk to the boy. He heard Brian's stomach growling, so maybe the two fingers meant more than two hours? But two days would be absurd... Andre had a hard time imagining anyone would let a little kid go hungry for that long.
Oh, well. What mattered was that the boy was hungry.
He held out the pen and paper again in case Brian wanted to write an answer.

((by the way, kleptor, is your character Li who's in the Market's Place supposed to be near the others? It's a busy place with lots of shops and people, and Li hasn't done much to draw attention to himself... does he want somebody to talk to him?))