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" Yes, I am VERY fast" He says.

(OOC: He;'s not here at the moment.)

Margem smiles lightly at Mr. Ponworxz's comment about speed. Her eyes turn again to Mr. Ownage, waiting for his response.

((Ooc: What makes you say that, Mr.Ponworxz? smile ))

"Please do not tell me I blanked out again!" the elf says frustrated. "I hope I did not miss anything important." He then wonders why he keeps doing that and decides that there is no logical explanation.

(OOC:I'm on his MSN contacts list so he knew I wasn't on the computer. If I'm on the computer I'm on MSN.)

Margem shakes her head again, smiling gently, before saying, "We were wondering if you'd like to have some caribou tomorrow night, a bonfire dinner. What do you think, Mr. Ownage?"

((Ooc: I was joking on that one since you didn't respond, Mr.Ownage. Thus, the smile. It's nice to know, however, that you guys have MSN.))

"That sounds nice," the elf replies, "I always did love a good bonfire."

"Hahaha! WHo doesn't?" He says. "Then Cariboo it is!" The shinobi says.

The elf noticed that the shinobi's laugh is not harsh and cruel, unlike the laugh of every other demon he had encountered. It is a refreshing change, he decides, and a much needed one as well.

The Shinobi thinks that he should take a walk with someone, perhaps his friend the Elf..

Margem pauses before saying, stretching her arms, "Should we clean the area then go for a walk? Maybe down to the market, the three of us?"

"That sounds nice," the elf replies, remembering how much he had enjoyed his last trip to the market with Margem. He then stands and stretches his legs, awaiting Mr. Ponworxz' responce.

"Sounds good to me" The shinobi says as he gets up.

The redhead stands up, stretching with a yawn, before picking up all of the plates.

"I'll clean these up so that the chefs are not so upset. You know, I have to work with them for a while, so I might as well get on their good side again," she says to the guys with a wink, "Go ahead and talk while I clean them."

She takes the plates to the kitchen and washes them as she debates the situation. She sighs before shaking her head - what had she gotten herself into?

"Thanks Margem" The shinobi says as he turns to Mr.Ownage.
"So.. Did you like the Bear..?" He says with a questioning voice.

"Indeed I did," the elf replies, "It was the best meal I have had in a long time."

"Thank you" He says with a friendly grin.

"Natsuko!!" Margem grins before leaving Mr. Ownage and Mr. Ponworxz's company and walking quickly to the girl's side.

"You're back! Yay!" the redhead says happily before giving the girl a hug, "How was your vacation? How were the beaches and the drinks when you were there? You're so tan!"

She releases the girl, glances at the two men, or beings that look like men since ones an elf and the other's a demon, and motions to the guys, "Natsuko, I have someone for you to meet. You already know Mr. Ownage. His friend is Mr. Ponworxz and is a fellow traveller of Mr. Ownage's."

Natsuko smiled brightly as she hugged Margem back. Then she turned to Mr. Ponworxz and smiled, "Hi! I'm Natsuko. You can call me Nat-chan. I'm the Head Manager here, and it's a pleasure to meet you. You're a friend of Mr. Ownage? That's great! Do you two travel together?"

Natsuko was very glad she was back at Wizstar and isn't jobless anymore.

"Nat-chan, remind where you went, again. I forgot where you went to," the redhead asks, "All I remember is that you went to a place with beaches..."

"Hawaii, babe! That trip was awsome. I met this surfer dude who taught me how to surf, but I kinda sucked at surfing," Natsuko smiled,"Ohh, Margem-chan, I saw the cutest turtle! But it swam away before i can take a photo of it so all of ya can see." Natsuko hugged Margem one more time and said, "It's good to be back."

"Oooh! Surfer dude! Nice one, Nat-chan," Margem smiles as she returns the hug, "The sunsets were lovely, no? I've hear that they almost always are."

Anthony tried to move his left arm a few more times as he finished the paperwork, and once and flinched as a fiery pain shot up his arm once more.

Damm. Still useless..., he thought to himself as he put the papers away.

He got up and made his way to the spa area. Signed himself in and checked into a private room.

After changing into swim trunks he slowly got into the Luke-warm pool, careful not to get his left arm wet.

He looked at it, half covered with a thick bandage.

Well, at least the cut wasn't too deep, there shouldn't be at big of a scar when it's healed. At least no one here knows of my past, I can relax here. But it won't last, it never does. Sooner or later, my past comes for me...

"It is good to hear that you got a job, Nat-chan." the elf says, "In responce to you question, I met Ponworxz as I was travelling into town actually."

"Hello, don't think we meet yet..?" The Shinobi says with a welcoming smile. "I'm Mr. Ponworxz. Nice to meet you." The Shinobi says as he puts his hand out to shake it.

Margem laughs, before saying, "Mr. Ponworxz, I just introduced you to her. Are you starting to space, too?"

Turning to Mr. Ownage, the redhead says, "No offense, I hope."

"I think so, just a bit." He says.

"Not at all," the elf replies with a slight laugh, "I have been blanking out alot lately."

The grey-eyed lady shakes her head before dismissing herself from their presence.

"I'm glad you're back, Nat-chan!" she says enthusiastically as she walks to the front desk, "However, I need to find a substitute so that the three of us can go on a walk down to the marketplace."

She tries calling someone in but it doesn't work. She sets the phone down, telling the two gentlemen (?) that it'll take a bit. She recommends the two to sit down as she finds someone to watch the front desk for her.

"Alrighty then." He says as he sits down and starts to talk to Mr.Ownage.

"That is fine with me." the elf says, taking a seat.

"I need to kill something again.." The Shinobi says with a deppressing voice. "Something small, like a Rabbit or something small like that." He says.

"Ok. Where are you guys going anyways?"

The elf laughs when Ponworxz says this. "They do not even like any rodent other than hamster entering their kitchen!" He says, still laughing slightly, "That is kind of scary."

"Well, that's kind of dumb.." The Shinobi says with a staring face.

"It is a little yes," Mr. Ownage says, "We should leave before they kill us."

"They're not going to kill you!" Margem exclaims, "Just leave them alone for now."

Sniffing, she turns to Nat-chan, "We're off to the marketplace."

"OMG!!!! I HEART SHOPPING! Can you guys bring me back something? And who wants to kill you?"

"It was a joke!" The elf says, then he remembers that he usually sounds serious, even if he is joking. "I guess I should work on saying jokes a little more.....Jokingly."

Margem smiles at his comment before saying, "Sure, Nat-chan. What would you like for me to get for you? Would you like me to make a lotion mix for you, thus buying the oils for it?"

(OOC:True, and they might not be on right now.)

Anthony opened his eyes, and looked about. This was the one of the deluxe private rooms, the gleaming oak walls hung with tapestries in thick red and maize. An imported marble tiled floor. A deep red tablecloth covered a small end table in the corner. Four wine glasses sat on top around an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne still in it.

He looked at himself, "well... I think I best go before I become a human prune..."

With that said he got out and walked into the room's private dressing/changing area. Once dressed, he came back into the room for the bottle of champagne before exiting. He signed out of the spa, and walked back to the lobby.

Anthony was wearing a dark navy Gieves & Hawkes suit. A crisp, light blue T.M.Lewin shirt. A neatly knotted dark blue Thomas Pink tie. The champagne still in his hands. Silently he walked though the lobby and into the back, Staff Only area.

The hallway he was in was long with doors on both sides, to which he toke no note of as he made his way back to the door at the end of the hall.

A small brass sign on the door simply said, "A. Korrow."

He went in.

The office was designed with the greatest care and style. A Persian rug lay on the polished floorboards. A Poul Kj�rholm steel and glass table. A Verner Panton lamp. Each item of furniture placed to maximum effect. Off to one side lay a huge oak desk on which lay many papers and pens.

After placing the champagne on the steel and glass coffee table he left, locking the thick door once again and closing the room off from the rest of the building.

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Anthony exited the Staff area and proceed to the restaurant. On entering he headed for the bar and sat down at the nearest sit.

"An order of Battered Ham n' Chips, Mango Bubble Tea and a Strawberry Tart please," he called out.

The redhead blushes, biting her lip, before laughing and asking, "Never heard of the Wicked Witch of the West, from Wizard of Oz?"

She imitates the witch's voice as she slides down the wall, "I'm melting, I'm melting, melting..."

She pauses before standing up again, "I must thank you for the compliment though. However, where is Mr. Ponworxz? Is he talking with someone?"

The elf laughs, enjoying her imitation. "I am not sure what is taking him." he said, visibly confused.

Margem shrugs before saying, "I don't know either. Maybe he met Nat-chan and is talking with her? Maybe not..."

"Alright! We've been babling for a long time now.." He says with a little bit of anger.

The redhead looks up suddenly at Mr. Ponworxz and asks, "Well, we've been waiting for you. You were taking your time inside so we figured we'd wait for you. How come you didn't answer the first time we said that we were going?"

She shrugs, standing up straight, saying, "Whatever. Let's get going to the market before it starts to rain."

"Sorry, I blanked out.." He says with a nervous voice.

Margem turns around with the question, "You too, huh?"

She sighs, shaking her head, before asking, "Are you guys coming or am I going to the market alone?"

"Well, I know I'm coming"

Margem Okalwa, a redheaded Mystic, stands up and says, "Okay. Come on then."

She starts walking slowly down the path, enjoying the weather and waiting for her two companions.

The Sinobi starts to follow Margem awiting Mr.Ownage to come.
"This is very nive weather today." He says.

"Though it is a bit damp out, I agree," she says, shaking her head to get rid of moisture in her hair, "So, a Shinobi, eh? What did you do to become one?"

She pauses, glancing at the elf who had zoned out, "Mr. Ownage!"

She shakes her head once again, "So, yeh. Why'd you become a Shinobi?"

"Because I was tired of my master telling me what to do, and when I can do things, so I hurt him and ran away. I should have killed the man though, he won't do me any good anymore." He says as a tear runs down his face.

"Master! Why were you under a master in the first place?" the redhead asks carefully as she turns to her companion, noticing Mr. Ownage (still zoning out) following behind them, "I mean, where you a slave....?"

"Thanks, do you want to come down to the Market with me?" He says as he takes his coat off and hands it to him.

Margem shakes her head before saying, "Thank you for the offer of your coat, Mr. Ownage. I will change quickly and be right back out with my coat, if that's alright with you."

She hands his coat back to him and slips into the WizStar temporarily. A minute later, she comes out in another pair of black jeans, a tan colored shirt and a light grey colored coat.

"Let's go to the Market then," she says to the guys, "And, Mr. Ponworxz, it is a good thing that you have decided to not go through with your action. I agree with that."

The elf cannot help but laugh. "I should have known you had your own coat," he says, putting his back on and noticing that she had not reacted to his scar if she had seen it.

"Let's go then," she says with a smile, "We've delayed long enough as is."

She offers a hand to both Mr. Ownage and Mr. Ponworxz before she starts walking towards the marketplace.

The elf takes the hand offered to him, his feelings rushing once again to the surface. He felt he would explode if he kept it from her too much longer. This was neither the time nor the place to tell her however.

Margem walks with her two companions, in the light rain, enjoying the weather and the evening.

"Do you think that the market's even going to be open in this weather?" she asks, frowning slightly for no reason.

"It may be," the elf replies thoughtfully, "I doubt it but there is a slight chance."

"I still have that rose you gave me..." she says shyly, "However, it's dried up and is a bookmarker nowadays."

The Shinobi wakes up from his trance and runs up to them. "Wait up!!" He yells.

Margem pauses before asking, her right eyebrow rising in question, "Why is you guys keep zoning, blanking out, and going into trances?"

She shakes her head before she extends her free hand, the left one, "Was wondering if you were coming. Let's go, then!"

"I am not sure about Ponworxz," the elf replies, "But my trances usually seem to happen when I gaze at you for extended periods of time."

"Oh great," she says sarcastically, "Now I'm like Medusa but I make guys fall to trances instead of turning them into stone!"

She laughs, "That's a bit similar though..."

"Well," the elf laughs, "Just be glad that it happens because you are beautiful." He was not laughing because this was a joke he had just found her comment funny. The fact that Margem, an incredibly beautiful Mystic, would compare herself to Medusa, who had been hideous to the point of turning men to stone simply by looking them in the eye.

Margem laughs, shaking her head, before saying, "Did you know that Medusa actually was really beautiful? The deities were mad at her, and her sister, when they compared themselves to Hera - queen of the deities. So, she was cursed to turn anyone who looked at her to stone. That was until what's-his-name killed her."

"Mr. Ponworxz can take care of himself," the elf says comfortingly, "Keep in mind that he is a demon and was trained as a ninja."

She bites her lower lip before saying, "That's sorta what I'm worried about."

"Look at it this way," the elf says, hoping his sence of humor would be apreciated at the current moment, "He makes a great bodyguard."

The demon walks in with blood dripping down his body. "well, I'll go clean myself up then we can play cards or something.." The demon says as he grabs a towel.

The redhead glances at Mr. Ponworxz then whispers to the elf next to her, "That's why I was sorta worried...."

The sight of blood sickens Margem and she turns away, waiting until she is to be told that Mr. Ponworxz has cleaned up.

The elf notices Margem tense slightly at the sight of the blood on Mr. Ponworxz. She obviously did not like seeing it, which made him glad that he had never had any need to actually use his sword near her.

"I'll be fine. Just, please tell me when you're done cleaning up, Mr. Ponworxz," she says as she tries to stay calm.

The demon cleans himself up, and walks to the Elf. "Want to play cards or something?" He says as he pulls out a deck of cards.

Without turning towards the guys, Margem asks, "Have you cleaned up, Mr. Ponworxz? ...I'm sorry but I don't like the sight of blood...."

"Yes," the elf replies, speaking for the shinobi, "He has. If we had not seen it for ourselves we would think he had simply dried of from the rain."

She nods before turning back to them, seeing that Mr. Ownage is right.

"So, a game of cards? What kind?" she asks smiling.

The elf had been wondering this himself. Which game would Mr. Ponworxz decide they should play?

"How about black Jack??" He says with joy.

"Sure," the elf replies in a jokingly sarcastic tone, "And I am the king of France."

"All hail the King!" Margem says with a laugh, saluting Mr. Ownage.

She pauses before saying, "Oh, wait. That's a militaristic salute, not proper for a king... I don't know what to do, your majesty. Please except my apology."

She bows her head before the elf before standing up and shaking her head, "All just a joke, I hope you realize."

"Yes, I realized that," the elf replies, "It is good to know that you can use my jokes to come up with your own."

The redhead laughs again before saying, "Then, we are ready to play cards, are we not?"

"And I'm Hitler!" He says as he laughs. "i'm just joking" He says.

The elf laughs, "Say, Hitler," he says jokingly, "Aren't you dead?"

"Nah.. I hid in a cave for several years" the ninja says jokingly.

"Oh, so we have the King of France and Hitler in one room. Great," Margem Okalwa says in a mocking-scared tone as she rolls her eyes, "And who may I be, if we're playing civilization and rulers?"

"She has a point," the elf replies, laughing at how far his joke had been carried, "There are not many well know female rulers. I suppose there is Cleopatra."

The ninja passes out on the floor.

Somehow, Mr. Ponworxz passed out on the floor for no apparent reason.

Margem Okalwa rolls her eyes, "He really needs to get his sleep more often. That way he wouldn't pass out so frequently."

"Cleopatra, eh?" she asks before turning to the blue haired elf, "Do I really look Egyptian?"

She smiles before saying, "There was also Elizabeth of England, may I remind you. However, I think Cleopatra would be a better character for me to be than Elizabeth."

"No," the elf replies, "You do not look particularly Egyptian. However, Cleopatra was described as the most beautiful woman in Ancient Egypt if I remember correctly. Beautiful is definatly a word I would use to describe you."

She blushes lightly before saying quietly, "Thank you, Mr. Ownage, for that compliment. However, I'm more Spanish than Egyptian. I was born in Spain, for your information. That's why I learned Spanish."

The redhead shakes her head before laughing, "Might be. However, you'd get a huge headache after a while. That would not be cool."

"No it woulden't" He says as he sits down.

She shakes her head before saying, "So, game of cards. Let's get to it."

The redhead settles down at the table, "You need to teach me, you know, unless you only want me to watch."

"which ever, we could play Go fish, thats always fun" He says as he chuckels.

Margem laughs, "I know Go Fish! However, I thought we wanted to do something else like Poker or Blackjack or something like that..."

"Go Fish is fine," the elf replies, "It's a fun game and I will not have to use my extremly limited teaching skill."

"Then, deal the cards, Mr. Ponworxz," she nods, ready to play cards with the two 'men'.

"Yes," the elf replies with mock impatience, "We decided what we are play so it is time to play."

The demon starts to deal the cards. "I hope we have alot of fun" He says as he laughs.

She picks up her cards as Mr. Ponworxz deals them out, "Are we doing pairs or fours?"

The elf looks at the demon, "You decide, you dealt."

"Pairs, I love pairs!" He says with a shout.

Margem Okalwa glances at Mr. Ownage before turning away from him. She blushes lightly, realizing what she thinks about when the term 'pairs' comes to mind.

"Well, pairs it is," she says, taking a look at her cards, "Who plays first?"

She waits for the answer as she looks at the seven cards in her hand. Ironically, she looks at the cards and finds the King of Hearts and the Queen of Hearts in her hand, sitting right by each other. She closes her eyes and clears her throat.

"Who's going first?"

"You can go Margem" The ninja demon says.