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((I soooo have no fuggin clue whats going on...))

((*le sigh* Missing things seems to be my thing recently.))

Jade didn't even know anything was wrong until she felt the hand wrap around her wrist, and her wings and back pressed up against Fierce's chest. She stayed completely still, though her heart was pounding almost as fast as a drumroll. She closed her eyes, silently hoping her death would be quick.

Her heart skipped a rapid beat when she felt Seinorei being torn from it's place on her back and falling towards the ground, gulping down the lump in her throat when the Devil spoke to her. Her feet felt almost numbed instantly from the cloud that had shifted over her feet slighlty from Fierce's.

She gulped again when his claw started tapping against her, moving slowly up her body. She tilted her head back a little as she felt his claw cross her throat. Her eyes snapped open for a moment when he spoke the second time, her eyes paniced slighlty. Jade closed them again, turning her head away from his as his tounge ran across her skin and he growled in her ear.

Jade kept perfectly still until she sensed his signature some distance away. She finally breathed again, taking in quick, ragged breaths. She lowered herself down slowly, landing next to where Seinorei had landed. Carefully, Jade picked up the weapon and held it in her arms, still wrapped up in the sheet cover, and looked at the horizen in Fierce's direction.

Then she quickly powered up and blasted off in the other direction, trying to get as far as she could before her nerves gave out.

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(( *Finished rummaging and slinks away* suppa ninja ))

Marius entered the main room somewhat slowly, looking about the place, the effects of the bright light stun beginning to wear down as he'd become used to them. Dropping his hands from sheilding his eyes, to his side, he walked over to the bar (too lazy to see if anyone is there.) and sat down on one of the bar stools, before pouring himself of whatever the hell it was that he'd just grabbed, simply because it was in reach. Holding up the bottle, he smiled as he saw the words 'Captain Morgan' on it.

Popping the top, he drowned himself in the alcohol. It didn't really matter. As most people didn't know he was a vampire, they'd likely think he was trying to drown his worries away, but in truth, he just liked the taste. Alcohol never effected him, because nothing ran through his bloodstream. It basically sat in his half decayed stomach, until it was excreted magically through the rest of his half decayed excretory system.

Placing the finished bottle back on the table top, he wiped off his mouth and began stumbling away from the table, acting as if he was really drunk. Perhaps if he found the right person, and challeneged them to a duel in his 'stupor', they'd think they could take him easily. That would be fun. Underestimation was big hand in Marius' life.

((YAY! I finally have my hat! And I still have 20k to my name!))