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Victoria nodded, sighing softly before she saw her ride pull out in front of her, her driver getting out and opening the door for her, giving Willow a strange look as he did so. "Oh!" She began before she got up and dusted herself off slightly. "Well now....if you ever need anything, just call me, or come to my house..." She said, handing her a business card with her cell phone number and address on it. "It was nice to meet you anyway!" She called from the car before the driver close the door, got back into his seat and drove off, sighing to himself as he did so.

Anaheim just sat at the bar, while Gradus did his best to pound some sense into his head. "You had an exit, then why the hell didn't you get out of there?!" He shouted at him. Anaheim, pised at the fact that he was getting yelled at, just shoved it out of the way. "What else was I supposed to do?" He asked. "Simply leaving would have been enough!" Gradus yelled back. "Your father would never ha-" Before he could finish his sentence, Anaheim slid his arm across the bar counter, tossing off glasses both full and empty.

"My father's dead, so don't you compare yourself to him!" He shouted back at him. The room stayed silent during that before Gradus just looked away. "Then try to learn from his mistake, and be a little more careful."He told him. "And you'll be paying for those glasses." He told him, turning to his work.

The streets were noisy like usual and Willow just figured that was the reason the girl on the other line said hello twice. Stuffing the card back in her pocket she said, "Well, I guess I was wrong you actually gave me a real number." The comment was a little cold but it had happened to friends of hers before. Shaking her head she said into the phone, "Yeah, uh, figured that since you gave me your name I would give you mine." Then Willow remembered that the girl might not have a clue who she was talking to. "This is the girl with the glowing orb for a heart. But most just call me Willow," she said with a little bit of a chuckle as she ducked into her building and started to climb the stairs up to her apartment.

Willow was undressing while listening and talking to the girl. "Well," she started, "Its happened before and will probably happen again. Hold up a second." Willow put the phone down as she pulled her tank top over her head. "Ah much better," she said picking up the phone. "I didn't think you were a cold-hearted person. Just wanted to make sure you were actually a good person. Would have been upset with myself if I save the wrong sort of person." It was clear in her voice she was just kidding, as she shimmied out of her black slacks.

"Ah, totally. Yeah, I'd do the same thing if I was in your position..." Victoria said as she lifted her leg out of the water for a moment before wiggling her toes, smirking as she did so before she set it back into the heated water, which was still covered with foamy bubbles. She took another small sip of her Marlowe before sighing to herself, snapping her fingers and having a maid rush in, careful of the slippery floor and take her now-empty glass for her before scurrying away to go and fetch her another one. "But I guess I'm in your debt, because you saved me..." She muttered leaning back against the edge of the tub, resting her head upon it. "So what'll it be? Any wish you have, I'll grant it...well, withing all good context at least..."

((Sorry for the long absence! I finally found a good way to get the story goin again!))

As Anaheim continued to wander throughout the city, he managed to catch the eye of an interesting man. This man, now following Anaheim, placed a big arm around his shoulders, almost as if he knew Anaheim. "Ah, so I've finally found you!" He said to Anaheim, leading him to an area that was avoided by most people, due to it's dark backgrounds.

"What do you want with me?" He asked him, simply following the man's lead without trying to make it look like he was starting a fight. "You see, I've been keeping my eyes on you, boy. And one thing I know is that those arms of yours are no ordinary defects. If anything, they are extraordinary." He replied "My name's Kiver, and I've got a proposition for you. I run a secret underground 'tournament', reserved for only the best. And I know those arms when I see em."

Concerned by this sudden interest, Anaheim threw off Kiver's arm, getting defensive. "How the hell do you know about my- " Before he could finish, a wad of money was waved at his face. "That's just a down payment. Winners get a whole lot more then that!" Surprised by the money in his face, Anaheim took the time to count that it was around $2,000

"Anyway, here's my card. Call me up if you want to consider my offer." Kiver told him before leaving into the slumps. The wad of money, still in Anaheim's face, slowly made it's way into his pocket as he left the slumps.