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Razzer only vaguely felt the tip of Jeg's sword at his neck, but he didn't have nearly enough energy to do anything about it. Jeg might have said something but what little energy had left went towards breathing, not the use of his ears.

Kayato stared as Jeg approached him.

"Boy, go and take this man to the hospital so he can recover." Jeg commanded. "I can't port him there and I'm exhausted from using so much energy. So take care of him if you will. Dumping him in some water might not hurt." he continued, before picking up his slightly damp jacket and departing. Kayato nodded and dropped down to the bottom of the arena, landing from a fall that would break a normal man's legs with ease. Striding over to Razzer, Kayato rolled him over and examined him. A small drop of blood was forming at the point where Jeg's sword had touched. Aside from some cuts and scrapes as a result of hitting the ground so hard, Razzer didn't look in too bad physical condition, but Kayato knew that he was completely drained of energy. The swordsman tried to lift Razzer up in both arms, but failed. Besides, how would he get Razzer and out of the twenty-five foot deep stone pit they were in? Sitting down on the ground beside Razzer, Kayato thought and tried to come up with a course of action. Deciding that sitting and waiting with Razzer until he regained enough energy to move was the best course, Kayato took a handful of water and cleaned off the blood that was beginning to crust over on the mage's neck.

"I hope he wakes up soon..." he said to himself quietly.

Kayato was surprised when a cat-like student came bounding out of nowhere.

"Hey you! Need any help?" he called, and Kayato spun around to look at him. The kid couldn't have been any older than thirteen...fourteen, maybe. Before Kayato could respond the cat-child shouted that he was coming down to help and jumped down the side of the arena, landing with cat-like reflexes. When he reached Kayato he produced a small bottle of a red liquid from his pocket.

"Ah here it is, a nice bottle of my mom's red potion. It restores one's energy. I use it all the time." he said. Kayato opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again. "Open his mouth and make sure he drinks it." the kid continued, uncorking the bottle.

"Isn't anybody human around here?" Kayato thought to himself.

"Er, no thanks." the swordsman said. "I think it's best if Razzer regains his energy on his own. Thanks for the offer though." Suddenly there was a cough, and Kayato spun around. He dashed to Razzer's side and dropped to his knees.

"Razzer?!" he asked. The mage coughed, and there was a bit of slobber tinged with blood. He opened his eyes and sat up, nearly hitting his head off Kayato's.

"Easy there!" Kayato exclaimed, putting his left hand - his scarred hand - on Razzer's chest and forcing him back down. "Don't sit up. Just lay there for a minute."


Razzer coughed again and tried to sit up, being forced down again by Kayato. "Did... did it work?" he asked quietly. Kayato shook his head. "Some scratches, but he was fine. Burnt his clothes a bit, too." he responded. Razzer swore under his breath, then noticed the cat-child. "Who's this?" Kayato shrugged. "Beats me, he just showed up. He has a potion or something that he wanted to give you, he said it'd give you energy."

Ignoring the hand on his chest Razzer stood up, coughing again. "I'm fine, thank you. I don't need any potions." he tried to take a step towards the stone wall of the arena, but stumbled and nearly fell.

"Ah, screw this." he exclaimed. "I'm going back to my dorm." Kayato opened his mouth to tell him to stop, but it was too late. Razzer muttered several words and vanished.

"I hope he made it back okay." Kayato said, turning to the kid. "Who are you, anyways?"

Whilst Morrigan was watching, footsteps were emenant on the old stone arena side. They were a steadypace but very soft steps. The smell of a cigarette in the air and the sound of a breeze against a material jacket.

"This is a nice arena. It looks very authentic." Xan said, standing beside Morrigan. "Reminds me of when I lived in china for a while."
He looks down over his shoulder at her, but they both stood still in front of the arena. "Cause' an Limey like me couldn't have picked up Hou wushu in England right??" He chortled. He looked back at the eents in the arena.
Xan cleared his throat. "...so your cool about yesterday? I skipped classes to clear up the dojo. ....I took the blame for the glass okay? ... ..

....How's your arm?"

He looked at the men training. Then continued... " I thoguht you were english. Where did i go? He chuckled.. A little village called Wrington...near Bristol. That's my home. Heh. Long way away now huh? You?"
He smiled and remembered his cottage. Then continued.
"I know the ceiling was my fault Mor'. You smashed the mirrors though. Ah... I would've smashed them anyway when the ceiling collapsed ya?..Tch...I'm such a nob yea?" He loosened his jacket to let the breeze in. It was a nice day. Sun was shining and he felt almost good today.
He spoke again, puffs of smoke lifting off, "I came here to think. Then probably spar with someone. I just happened to see you and I wanted to... ask you how you were. What about you?"

He chuckled... "Raped?? How did YOU get almost raped? You coulda turned him into somthing!" He grinned.The his face gave a nervous smile... "....Can you really do that to people... turn them into stuff? 'Cause you genuily scared me when you threatened to turn me into a beer. If you did... would I die?" He said in a curious yet still worried voice. "...but if you could do that... why were you worried about some perve? Where was your 'man'?

He looked aty her... "So....your saying, if your spells didn't take so long you'd be invincible?" He Grinned. "Your a scary a** kid. Like the ones in those horrors... except, your not ugly as sin...your cute." He snorted with a chuckle. He cracked his neck then saw too younger students sparring. "That's the worst Shionagi drill Iv'e ever seen!!! Jesus! These kids!" He stood there for a moment. The told her his thoughts... "you know, before any of this, I was at a choice. Continue my fighting ability... work my way up....or try and become like my father. A greater Scientist. That was my job. A Biologist and Physicist... I was also goo with Science Magic.... like that device that takes us up to our dorms. Stuff like that..."

He paused for a moment. "Then I got my powers and threw away my science. When it was my work that did this to me too..... Now i'm a criminal." He shook his head... "Funny How these things wind up eh?"

I know I'm always bigheaded but... I'm serious this time... I was good scientist.
I wish I could go back. Be a scientist. But look.. this is difficult to explain but it should make everything clear though... why i'm here... why i'm the way I am. How I turned out from a sucessful man to a.. ....'normal' guy. The Accident in Germany, Franfurt, the bio-Sci Labs...You know them right? It's where I worked. I was in charge of a huge energy saving program. By using elements and 'Magic' we wanted to make the world a better place. Then my father.... he was a biologist... the best there was. Yakov Stratt. He was working on a cure for cancer. I swear to god he knew the answers. Deep down I know he Knew what he was on about..everyone just followed his lead unsure of it all." He looked ar Morrigan...and first time since his visit, smiled warmly, "Such is the mind of a scientist...always judging, contradicting. hehe." He cleared his throat. "anyway... I was careless and left a tiny project running in my lab. It was linked to everything else. I went to visit my father upstairs... and it reacted to somthing... i never figured what...but it blew up, and sent strange wave about the building. The explosion made a chain reaction and destoyed everything....Even the people. The only survivors left were people like me... After the incident, my body was racked with pain and My mind... never correct.... Well... thats part of what i am." He said straing at the ground in a daze...

He swayed and looked up at the sky and smiled faintly..."..The first." He took a sllow breath... "Youv'e got Heart. But as for loving Raven... that's a task... so much more happened. I.... I can't possibly explain to you why my Crime record is so bad since the accident...but well..." He staggard back trying hard to get his words out... "If I don't reform from my current....ways. I'm to be executed. Killed.
He stood uncomfertably next to her. He was so tall, his pelvice was in line with her elbow.

"So...that's why.. all I do is pick fights. To get it out my seystem. I'll snap if i play goody goody." He sighed deeply. "Morrigan. I'm a Murderer. After The accident, my mind has gone aloof. I've murdered a lot of people. Even my one and true lover." He shuddered and his eye watered a little, and he tried to keep a fague smile. "I used these fists, the ones Embued by science and insanity, my new lust for power and control; Killed her...."

He closed his eyes and refused to cry like a sap.