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Ven looked at the strange person with the hat; he seemed like a mysterious fellow, but a nice man. Hi nice to meet you, I'm Ven." Then Ven looks over at Ashle with a bit of concern for her. ” Well Ashle I'm glad your back, but I still feel you need rest. Besides I bin doing fine. About the Jasmine Tea I found it on the top shelf next to the green tea." H paused and looked at the other man that walked in earlier and seen him sitting at the table waiting. "Excuse me while I serve this customer." Ven walks towards the man sitting at the table then he took in a breath, probably the worst breath he ever took in. " Holy Jabberwocky! He smells like he's bin dead or something!" He continued to walk towards him like it didn't bother him at all. Then Ven finally got to the table and asked for his order. " hello sir, what can I get you for today?" *Coughing*

((oh, you weren't ignoring nobody only but that's a start XD and i mentioned nothing on mansex *fending innocence* ))

Nobody smiled crookedly before entering the carriage himself "I am well aware of your situation, nevertheless, as things seem to be going we might need to rush things before we find ourselves too trapped by our 'enemy's wraps" he had help with the escape and even if he had been not present trough caterpillar's treatment he could see the condition of the man was not a pleasant one "Now, let me ask you, what was your plan before all this... importunate events... took place?" he asked wanting to know, or to put his conscience at ease perhaps that there had been something to be done before and that it was not all in vain.

Marcie picked up a white dressing shirt with some frills on the front, a brown vest and skirt and headed for the shower, after a quick bath she putted the clothes on as well as a pair of white tights and brown boots, when she was done she dried her hair and tried to get it on place as best as her ears allowed, with not much success at all so she siged and went to the room Ashle was supposed to be on, she was not there....

Marcie left the house and headed for the tea shop, perhaps in there?

"Infiltration,' Victor said, adjusting his glasses, "With the Ten of Hearts and I as the Suits of the resistance, we know the castle like the back of our hands . . . well, then again, you probably know it well too; I have heard that you and the Red Queen spend quite some time together. I had the intention of 'cutting the heads off' first; I had planned on going after the Jacks first. Since they are the heads of the organization, they would have to go first, leaving the rest of the Suits in peril. After that, the fate of the rest of the Suits would be in our hands."



"You seem interesting," Lewis said, clicking his fingernails rhythmically on the counter-top, "You're carrying a sword and you are so oddly dressed." Lewis, of course, didn't consider his choice of black clothing twice his size and the pointed-toe boots he wore. "You seem like a traveler, also. You are dirty and you look weary, Ven."

"A basic idea more than a plan" nobody said coldly as he sighed "The knowledge i have gained does not come for the queen herself, she has been more of a facade to that organization of yours than anything else, she will become a great ruler on time but for now she is nothing more than a political figure, the perfect marionette if you ask me" he said looking at the window of the carriage "You are conscious in your shape infiltration will not work all that well, are you not? you have nothing more? no plan B?"


As Marcie arrived at the shop the first thing she noticed was the smell of gunpowder and blood, so she worried a bit but when she saw how 'lively' the shop was on the inside she relaxed a bit, specially because she could see Ashle next to Matt by the counter, but then she noticed another smell, it was fainter but even more penetrating, a bittersweet smell... like raw meat on a hot day. where did it come from? "even though it's not open yet this place is so full already" she said walking to the counter and disregarding the smell as best as she could "what happened to you Ashle?!" she asked a bit worried as she noticed the bandages on Ashle's arm.

Elizabeth woke up after a bit... she had not heard the answer from the blindfolded man before she fainted, was she the one he kept refering as 'Ace of clubs'? who was that man? as she asked herself this she noticed the piece of clothing she had bee clutching to was still on her hand, seemed like she had not let go even when she fainted, such an strange behavior for her... she smiled a bit, her mind was clearer and it didn't hurt as much now, she just looked at the jacket she was holding in her hands again and smiled "really sir, i didn't even got your name" she said a little sad, she felt lost at the moment but she would manage somehow, she just couldn't let herself be taken care of more than she had already been anyhow, she was not that weak.

Ven paused and thought about the question he was asked. " He asks me what I am traveling for; I wonder can I trust this man?" To Ven he seemed an ok person, little bit creepy and smelly, but he seemed ok. " Well, something happened to me when I was ten years old, a tragedy struck me and my family. When I was fishing one day I heard a loud scream. I ran to my house seeing that my family and little sister were killed. So for the past ten years I bin training and now I'm hunting down the people who did this, the soldiers will pay for what they have done to me and my sister". He looks up threw the sky window in the Tea shop. "I will avenge them, even if it kills me."

"I see," Lewis said, finally breaking the silence, "You lost your sister too. My sister hung herself." He sighed, but sipped his tea casually; it had been years since Lewis bade a forever farewell to his sister, the love of his life.

"Vengeance is a poison, young man," he chuckled, "You step into it and may never step out, dead or alive . . . but, who am I to talk? I'm just an undertaker. I would like revenge for my crippled leg, but word has it that the bloke who did this to me is dead. Serves him right." Lewis made another low laugh, smiling as he finished off his tea.



"Not much, not much at all," Victor sighed, "I only know what other suspicious Aces have told me. Even the Ace of Spades, one of the loyal ones, is very suspicious of the Suits. Apparently, the previous Red Queen was very fond of the Jack of Diamonds and followed him like a lost kitten. If you ask me, Your Majesty, he needs to be taken out first. He is the one that smart Aces worry about the most. Besides, I would love to see what anemic blood smells like."

Victor sighed once again, adjusting his body to stand straight. He was exhausted and pained and hadn't felt this way since the previous Ace of Hearts had his way with him all those months ago.



"It is no trouble," Gestalt responded monotonously, "This is just a rare case with ZIPPed Suits."

He removed the glove on his right hand, placing it on the Ace of Clubs' forehead. She wasn't warm, so she wasn't reacting to the drug."

"When is your birthday?" he asked, touching her cheek this time.

Once this men said he to have had lost a loved one, he felt he had a connection with him. " I'm sorry to hear about your loss, must be hard on you." Thou one thing he was curious was what happened to his leg. Ven sits across from him on the table. " About your leg sir, what exactly happened to it? Unless you rather not talk about it, I understand."