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Monty chose his words carefully and kept his expression well....blank. "I want to know why someone like him affects you so much that you have to look over your shoulder in search of an invisible phantom." So much for keeping it careful but the demon wasn't one to keep things sugar coated. "I want to know why such a male like him exists...."

Monty considered that information and nodded slightly. "I see." Was all he said and dropped the topic...for now. Or rather it wasn't that he was dropping it as he was considering the next things he should question or say in concerns with Kristopher. Then another question popped into his mind. "What is his position within the palace?"

The demon shrugged carelessly and kept his eyes on the road as they entered Area 6 and were going into a pretty rich area. "Curious is all. Just curious." Monty answered as he turned off into a rich neighborhood and towards a two story mansion that would have the celebrities drooling to have. Pulling in front of the gated enterance he looked at it. "Listen, when we enter don't go with anyone that's offering you something dazzling or what not, alright? The last thing you need is to involve yourself into something that's stolen. We are only here to see someone who will have what I need." Then he looked at Kalore. "Perhaps if your up for it, we can find an interesting piece for Kyoshi and Dusk's wedding present or even fabric you might not find anywhere else." The demon said as a way to keep the topic of Kristopher shut down but not truly gone.

The gates in front of them opened slowly and the demon drove through at a easy speed until he parked in front of the mansion's door. Shutting the car off he got out and went around to open Kalore's door. "Could you braid your hair? If anything comes close enough they might take a chunk of it and sell it to the highest bidder." He said to the elf, as he turned to look at the opening doors of the large home where a butler in black and white outfit.

Stepping away from Kalore the demon turned around and started walking up the short stairs to the butler, waiting for Kalore as he spoke softly to the servant of his request. The butler bowed deeply and watched the elf with a blank look as he waited for him to join the redhead demon to be brought inside.

Monty stiffened and looked at Kalore. "It was habit. I'm used to you having long hair..." He turned and muttered something about still being in the past. Shaking his head, the demon motioned for the butler to lead them into the house. Grabbing Kalore's wrist lightly, he tugged him close to his side and lead them into the large house that was decorated with the most tasteful elegant designs that befitted a modern king.

Or perhaps a modern billionaire. The butler motioned for them to go off to the right, down the hallway to the third door. The butler opened the door that showed a set of stairs that went down. "Here sir." Was all the emotionless butler said. Monty nodded and walked first down the stairs, leading the way to the ground level of what seemed like a basement. Yet the only thing down there was a light that turned on at the motion from the demon with a door in front of them.

Moving forward he opened the door and inside was a lit up underground network where the soft hum of voices sounded, a rich scent of spices and the sounds of objects being moved to and from hands. Entering through the door Monty turned to look at Kalore, holding out his hand to the elf. "This is the Underground Black Market." He announced.

Surprisingly for something that was underground, it was well lit and well ventilated with a normal scent of air with that of spices and other things that were pleasant rather than something horrible like other places. "Remember stay close and ignore those who are offering you anything."

The demon sighed softly. "You can look but no touch." He warned and walked down a pathway between booths that have interesting items ranging from harmless jewels that you wouldn't find in any jewerly store to weapons that you wouldn't find in militaries or radical groups, or maybe you would....To spices, exotic animals, colorful cloths and so on.

Yet where Monty was going was to a booth that had precious metals and weapons especially designed to combat other nonhuman creatures given that the trades down here were both human and nonhuman. Stopping in front of a tent looking structure, he knocked on the post sharply. The sound of a man's voice came from inside who told them to enter.

Monty tugged Kalore after him and pushed the enterance of the tent aside to enter with his elf. Inside looked like something from a harem tent with the pillows and rugs on the ground, curtains of sheer material with a table and chairs at the side with shelves of do-thats and what-nots. A man in a long robe came from a opening in the back to see who entered and stopped short.

"Monty? Is....Is that you old friend?" The young looking male came forward with his hair shoulder-length and black with his eyes a bluish green looking at the elf and demon with skin that looked like coffee. "You old demon. It's good to see you." He grinned and shook hands with the demon, then looked over at Kalore. "Hmm are you here to sell him? You know I have no interest in the males but I can sure use a helping hand before the others might offer." He said as the demon rolled his eyes.

"Considering that this isn't the kind of shop and this is my elf, he's not and never will be for sale. However, we are more interested in buying off some materials that are needed to help out a friend and his squad." The dark skinned male chuckled and bowed in apology to Kalore. "A thousand apologies. It's the way of this underground world. Please forgive me and sit down, I'll get my sister to write down what you need and the prices."

Nodding, the demon walked over to the chair with Kalore next to him. "I apologize for him. That is Selik. He's a expert in metals as it's not only his trade but his ability to control." The demon explained.

Monty nodded at Kalore's question. "Yes...Selik is capable of bending metal in all forms to his will. Which is why we are here since he sells metal in a different form than you would normally. Since Kyoshi needs materials that will not only benefit the ears of the elves but also keep them quiet, he is the man we need for the items." He explained as he heard shuffles and voices from the other room that was only separated by a curtain.

The cloth fluttered with the movement from the two people who were behind there as a petite, women with pale blonde hair, the same bluish-green of her brother in a fitting robe with a notepad and pencil in her hands as she went to sit down at the table. Selik came over and motioned at Monty and Kalore towards his sister. "Gentlemen, this is my young sister Malika. As you can tell from our names, our parents had a horrible sense of humor." He said with a grin as he sat down.

Malika rolled her eyes and looked at Monty and Kalore with a business look. "Tell me how much of what you want of the materials needed. I can give you a discount for being a loyal customer." "Then perhaps you can give me the limit of the finest and thinnest metal you have both in steel and black color. I would also like some tools that go with them so they don't get ruined." Malika nodded writing it down then went back into the other room to make sure that they had enough for them.

Selik watched them and ran a hand through his hair. "Would you both like something to drink and eat? It's going to take a while with that perfectionist there." He said with a wide grin that was totally careless and free given that he carried himself like a hippie....A good looking hippie.

"Yes. Something cool and light until your sister comes back." Selik nodded and went into the back, the sound of pots and pans moving around, the crashing sound and Malika scowling her brother for being a clumsy oaf that has no business in the kitchen.

Coming back out he had a cheerful smile and placed a mug of iced tea, that ironically had the taste of strawberry, with some finger sandwiches. Looking at Kalore he tilted his head to the side. "I have to ask, how long have you known Monty? I've never seen him with anyone for more than a day or a week on a good day." Monty didn't say anything as he sipped his drink, letting Kalore answer the question. It wasn't that he didn't think he could answer it, it was just that he noted that Kalore seemed to have a hint of deadly aura toward Selik's normal nature to assume why someone as beautiful as Kalore would enter here.