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Moger's eyes widen and his jaw dropped. He suddenly remebered why he like his imagination so much. Moger smiled "I needed that image." He turned over to Orial and whispered. "I need to get a couple of items and I need you to distract Saylis." He asked him before darting off.

His first stop was at a jewelry department store.

Moger walked up to the lady on the desk. "I'd like a thin plate of silver." He said. The lady at the desk looked over at Moger and gave him a queer look. "I'm sorry sir, we don't carry any materials." Moger was a little taken back. "How can anyone show their love without forging their own Geld?" The woman simple repeated her last statment. "I'm sorry sir, we don't carry any materials. We sell fine handcrafted jewelery." Moger looked down at the glass case "Allright, let me see that ring there." The lady behind the counter took out a set of keys and unlocked the case from the sliding glass doors. She handed the ring over to Moger and began to ramble on about the ring. "This is our lover's special, a 24 carrot gold ring with a mounted rub.....SIR!!!" She stopped abrubtly as Moger was chewing on the ring to test its quality. She grabbed the ring from his mouth "I'll have to ask you to leave!" she said disgusted. "Fine! I didn't want your crap in the first place!" Moger stormed off.

The second place he went to was a book store.

Moger walked up to a teenaged boy that looked to be Neko's age. He was wearing some type of uniform and reading a magizine. "I need information on Japanesse weddings." Moger said. The teen looked up at Moger "Last row to your left." Then continued reading his magizine. Moger rifiled through the rows of books. Most of these are about traveling to Japan. Maybe I should just look at books on marriage.

Moger walked up to the selection of magazines. Here we go Moger thought to himself as he found several magazines on weddings. He picked up a copy of American weddings and started to read from a random spot. He was doing well until they talked about price. "$500,000!!" He shouted. His legs felt like jelly and he almost passed out. "That's....a lot...of....money." He said as he hobbled out of the book store.

Moger had to sit down at a nearby bench where he regained his composer. In the days of old it was about love not money. Unless I was marring into a noble Jarl's family of course. Oh crap, is Saylis from a noble line? Moger sighed and continued his heroic journey.

Moger looked down at the pendent he was wearing as he walked. He stopped for a moment and sighed. It's my only silver but she's worth it, I love her. Moger continued walking down the shopping mall. I hope my skills haven't softened, I need a forge. Moger passed a young couple embracing each other then looked back at his pendant. Sorry Loki.

Moger walked with his pendant in one hand until he passed a sporting goods store. "BATS!!" He squealed as he ran into the store. Unlike his bat, these where made of metal. He picked one up and studied it carefully. He tossed it in the air and caught it, and then he balanced the bat on his hand. "Perfect." He said with a smile. Wait, I can't afford this. His smile turned into a disappointed frown. He placed the bat back on its display and walked out of the store.

Across the store was another store selling winter jackets on sale. Moger purchased on of them and walked on. He closed his eyes and focused on finding a former servant of Loki with his sixth sense. When he determined his position, he walked toward the area to find Saylis.

Saylis had gotten away from Orial, again. "Saylis?" he looked around him several times, then floated up toward the roof, she wasn't normally that hard to find, besides she was carrying several bags. He scratched his head, he could feel her somewhere off in front of him but with people everywhere it was hard to get a lock on her. "s**t, what to tell Moger..."

After purchasing a soda from one of the vending machines she realized she had lost Orial, she grinned, she walked into one of the nearby jewlery stores and started to go through the pretty things. She immerged later with another bag of items. A content look on her face.

The Fox jumped from one balcony to another trying to locate his charge, he sniffed the air as someone walked through him, he shuttered, he looked around, he would most likely have better luck finding Moger, but he didn't what to explain that he lost her. Again. At least she was still in the mall.

Saylis tried Moger's phone again, she got the answering machine, "Must of left it at the Appartment." She closed her phone and put it away, she went into another store, this one selling weapons. She came out a little later with several new knives. She calculated in her mind how much she had spent, she hadn't reached her limit that Zekk had placed yet. She grinned.

Saylis, as fortune would have it, was on the other side of the fountain. She leaned back on her hands and looked up at the roof, she wondered where Orial and Moger had gotten to. She looked at the ten plus bags that were around her, she began to transfer it all into two bags. With this done she simply sat and waited, they would show up eventually.

Orial walked toward Moger, not sure how to put it any better than Saylis ran off, it was her fault he couldn't find her. Orial jumped up onto the fountain edge and waited for a moment before clearing his throat.

Orial scratched his head, "She sort of vanished on me...again... But she's still in the mall. That's a good thing, the bad thing is I can't get a lock on her with so many people going around." Orial sat down crossing one of his legs under him. He wasn't in every day clothes, he had changed into a old japanese style warriors garb. He like his new outfit, he even had managed to get his bow and arrows on his back.

Orial blinked, "Noble house? Royalty or something? Not that I can think of, no..." Orial's ears twiched, "I'm not sure of it, but I think I found her."

Saylis walked around the edge of the fountain, her two bags in hand she sat down just above Moger's head, "Hey love, where you been?" she kissed his lips softly.