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Running another hand through his hair, Rave was silent for a moment before he spoke. “I didn’t know, Gambler. Eri and I concocted these pills, short term and very weak, decades ago. I was told that he had stopped having nightmares, was off of them, and had been off of them for years now. This is new to me, Gambler. I wish that it wasn’t and that I could have known to tell you, but I didn’t know.” The dry sarcasm was hurtful but he sighed once more, speaking softly. “I’m sorry, Gambler… I hope you find him. Don’t order him, though… if he’s with Eri then that’ll backfire and if he’s alone then he’ll just stare at you. Lead him or else not much else will happen.”

Goddess, he was praying that Kalore wasn’t with Eri. If he was with that elf… Rave knew that Eri had been messing with him a little when he had first begun to stop dancing and Eri wanted him back, but hadn’t that stopped? Even Kristopher had come in to stop it… hadn’t he? Or had he made the dose go up? The thought was repulsive but he wouldn’t really put it past the man. After everything else that had happened… something like that was nothing.

When she hung up, Rave was left leaning against the wall as he rested his head back. He was trying to look at this in a positive manner but it was impossible to do something like that. All the man could imagine was Kalore back with Eri and if Monty saw that… damn, he didn’t want to think of what it was that that would cause. Kalore was with Eri, though, passed out on his bed - - clothed - - with the pink haired elf looking near giddy. So he had gotten back his blonde… and it seemed like he wanted another drug once more. It had been a while since Kalore had asked for them, a long, long, long while, so who was he to refuse him?

There was an annoyed look on Eri’s features as he heard Gambler’s voice, having heard them come through the door before she even opened her mouth. Sighing softly, though, he tucked Kalore in, making sure that his room wasn’t found as he began to walk downstairs. There was no give away on his face as he watched the two, raising a brow at the oddly silent Joker. “Yes, Gambler? Please don’t shout… we can all hear you quite well…” In fact, there had been a flinching elf that had the bad luck to be standing next to Gambler when she came in. Poor dear. That went mostly unnoticed, though, as most people began to go back to work, cleaning up the club quickly so that they could go home. “What do you need?”

Raising a brow at the woman, his lips twitched into something nearing a smile, “Oh? Then go get him. Isn’t he with the redheaded one?” Eri wasn’t acting innocent or acting like he was any different than he had been just a bit ago. He simply watched the woman carefully, “If he’s not around then I don’t know how to help you. When he isn’t required to work here, he tends to avoid this place like the plague thanks to Rave’s little contract.” Which was all completely true. Kalore tended to avoid the place; that didn’t mean all the time.

Eri watched the woman in front of him and soon was simply laughing. “Well now… this is news to me.” He shook his head with another amused look before he tilted his head to the side. “I don’t think I will give you a drink, Miss Gambler, but you may buy one. Our lovely Kit is on a vacation so I don’t know if the drinks will be the same. Same price, however, as before.” The amused look was still there as Eri wasn’t fazed at all by her words. “And are you sure that this is the last place he could be? How about his father’s home? His mother’s grave? His aunt’s property? Kit’s home, Cecilia’s old hovel… I can tell you many places if you’re unable to track him down yourself.” Another chuckle and another shake of the head and Eri was leaning against the banister of the stairs, watching her, amused.

“And if the demon burns down my club then this is still elvish property, Gambler, along with the fact that we’re under contract. I had Rave add in the idea of your group being connected with the ‘higher powers of harm’ that he protects me against. Kalore helped, of course, so he didn’t have to complain too much.” And Rave hadn’t allowed it, actually, but Gambler didn’t know that nor was the logic flawed in the world of the elves. So… it counted, sadly. “Bring your demon, Miss Gambler, but I don’t think that you’ll find Kalore here. Maybe another day? If he’s so estranged from your group now, maybe I can get him to dance again… He’s quite lovely when he does it…” His eyes looked distant but underneath that distance was a look of nothing but pure amusement.

By the time Monty came in, most people were already out and gone from the area. They had known that something was up but none of them that were there by the time that Gambler got there had really seen Kalore. They had seen a blonde but it could have been Kit for all most of them knew. Eri still wasn’t fazed as he gave a bow; elegant and mocking all at the same time. “Search and conquer if that’s what you wish, demon. I have nothing to hide and you’ve already disrupted the peace here. If you’re looking for your elf then I would come on a different day. I haven’t seen him yet though… I can’t wait until I do.” Chuckling again, he shook his head before he straightened, crossing his arms.

“Now… from what I’ve heard, demon… the elf isn’t exactly having a ‘stupid moment’… and is this really the wrong place? He has friends here… people who won’t turn him away and call him cruel names because of a habit that he’s tried to break. People here help him break said habit… I’m sure once Kit come back and sees him, if he’s here of course, then he’ll be healed… Then again, who knows? If he’s been hurt enough to leave his oh-so-loved demon… then who knows what he’ll do?” The man knew that he was in trouble with both the demon and angel so… why not have fun with it? They couldn’t kill him for he was someone that could put up more of a fight than anyone around. His abilities weren’t known but one very scary one. Time control; something he had shown the first time Monty got Kalore out of the club.

Eyes narrowing, Eri’s smile was damn near cruel as he spoke, “The agreement was that I didn’t take him from your time but I’ve done no such thing. I’ve had all three elves and even our lovely Dusk and Kit explain to me what they all have concluded from Gambler’s rules and it seems like if they need to quit then it’s allowed. She is no tyrant… unless that rule is no longer there?” Tilting his head to the side, he continued to look amused at the man in front of him. “If he’s here then he’s here on his own accord. If you needed him then you shouldn’t have called him something that he really wasn’t… A druggie? Hardly. A recovering one, yes…” His words were interrupted by the punch as he gasped, eyes widening. He hadn’t expected to actually be hit…

Eri could take a punch, however, as he doubled over but kept himself controlled. As Monty was growling in his ear, his words were low, just for the man in front of him. “You’ve lost a damn good f*ck, Demon… And to think, I had thought that I had almost lost him… Thanks for being such a hothead.” Snickering, he placed his hands on Monty’s chest, the nails lengthening as they tore through skin, shoving him away as the nails went deeper than healthy, the tearing of his claws coming sideways from the man were deep and ragged. He smirked as he was soon up away from the other, tilting his head to the side. “Now… From your own terms, Miss Gambler, Kalore left on his own accord. He has no contract with you and no ties with Monty from what the demon has claimed. As another employer of Kalore… it’s my job to make sure that he’s okay.”

Chuckling softly again, he continued to look amused. “The situation is bad with me, yes… I’ll admit that… but he won’t kill himself with me. He won’t starve himself and break down with me…” No, he would be too drugged up to do anything like that. “He will with you and your demon. If he’s here and if he comes to me and stays then it’s none of your concern. If you continue to cause damage here then… well, I can make sure a war breaks out. Whatever problem you have going on now apparently doesn’t need any more problems added to it, correct?” He looked smug as he sighed again, stretching. It hurt to do so but… oh well. “If you want Kalore then track him down. If you want him back then talk to him… but I don’t think he wants to go back... not if the rumors are true on what your little demon said to my blonde one.”

Gasping loudly, panic finally began to set in Eri as his hand twitched, the pain running down his arm as he felt his body being stabbed. “Son of a…” Whispering his words, he glared at him before a kick sent the man far from him. “Goodbye, then, Gambler. Do know that without one of the trio, you won’t have your Rave for long either.” He typically had no problems with Gambler but Eri was getting pissed… really pissed. Before he could get out of the man’s hold completely, however, his ear twitched as he glanced away, hearing something. He didn’t think that Kalore should have woken up by now but he was constantly forgetting the blonde’s hearing…

“Kalore.” Whispering that, he glanced back as he made sure that he looked like the innocent one in the situation that they were in. It wasn’t that hard to do seeing as he was the one that was stabbed in the hand with a freaking knife. Watching the blonde almost glide down the steps in the same leather and mesh outfit that he had started the day in, Eri was struggling now. “Kalore, get him off of me, please.” Respectful and playing the victim, he watched as Kalore was standing beside Gambler, an almost dead look in his eyes as he was about five feet from all of them. “What’s going on?” His voice was soft but not meek; damaged and torn, but not meek. The breakdown and the screaming at Joker had ruined his voice and it would be a bit before he got it back.

Sighing once more, he shook his head again before he glanced over at Eri but he couldn’t look at Monty; it just hurt too much to do so. “Just reverse and stop it all…” Muttering his words, he sighed before he faced Gambler, speaking low now on purpose so that he didn’t hurt his voice more. “Miss Gambler, I don’t know what it is that’s going on, what I’m going to do, how things will be. I will go with you for you’re my boss but I just don’t know at the moment.” Eri had messed with the time space around Monty and him, quickly moving so that he was near Kalore, hand healed but Monty also moved back where he had been before. It was creepy that he could do so but… it wasn’t something that he could do often. He didn’t show the pain, however, as he tried to touch Kalore but the elf wouldn’t have it.

He glanced over at Monty finally, his green eyes dull but not at all drugged. Kalore couldn’t look at him for long, however, as he had to simply watch Gambler. Thankfully, Eri was called away to work once again but that left Kalore with two people that he really didn’t want to be stuck with. Gambler, his boss, and Monty… the guy who had figured out how to tear him apart quicker and more than anyone else had done. It hurt so badly but… what was he supposed to do?