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[[Cool, I will. I was just tired of waiting. ninja ]]

[[[I'll probably get bored after a while of "on my own rp" They are having seafood and steak for dinner if you don't mind. She's also eating shrimp.]]]

[[Akima]]

Akima did take a bite, and she would've quickly scampered off but the surprise taste held her infront of the plate. It was very different and the soft, warm texture appealed to her. She takes another shrimp. The plate only had seven pieces of shrimp when she had started now five, all neatly arranged next to a steak and something else that Akima didn't take another look at. If Akima thought the house was well organized, the arrangement of food here was asylum worthy. She takes another shrimp, completely forgetting to check around her, to keep herself from getting caught.

((Well, we can be pretty certain that Amelia is going back. The only way to avoid that now would be her swift return and an explanation of what she's going to do differently to ensure that this won't ever happen again.
((Pheonix, I'm going to have to give you until around noon tomorrow to get on or I'm going to have to skip you, too. You won't be going back to the Market Place like Amelia probably will be, but you will just be assumed to mutter something or zone out.
((To all: Please note that it is not acceptable to make me wait 48 hours for a reply unless I have specific notice as to why. I want a fast-moving RP and if you can't provide that then I'm sorry but your character is probably not for me.))

[[Akima]]

Akima looked up after a moment to the puzzled manservant. She raises the twine a bit, being sure to keep it out of range in case he tried to take it from her. This is out of habit; her brother's often teased her once upon a time. She was about to ask the manservant a question but she became distracted by a random but very clear memory of her brothers.

It has been a while. She thought. The past seemed so clear-so suddenly. Akima remembers that she hadn't yet given the reason for looking up and capturing the manservant's attention and it has been quite a few moments. Her solid black eyes seem to return from being distant. The past fading now.

"Oh, hm... What is this for...?" She says softly, almost inaudibly.

((No, sorry, I've just been really distracted by matters in my other guilds, recently, most prominently my own. My Vice-Captain finally returned after a month-long absence so it's been trouble.))
Matasoga walked past the unresponsive Pheonix only muttering, "Not another one."
He went to find Amelia still sitting just as she was.
He rang for Akima, pressing the button that he had recently had installed.
A chime sounded, the sound of which Matasoga had mentioned that she was to respond to on the way there and then Matasoga's location was announced (based on the room in which the button had been pressed).

"Indeed," he muttered. She seemed the best suited to this task.
"Help me move this," he said, gesturing towards Amelia. "It's broken, so I'm taking it back to the marketplace in exchange for another.
"Actually," he added, thinking further, "You can probably manage it on your own. Telekinetically or physically. It doesn't matter, just don't break it any further than it already is."

Though not psychically trained, as he was more immersed in the arcane arts (if his dabbling could be generously called "immersion" by any stretch of the imagination) but probably would have picked up her question (or at least that she had a question) from her expression, alone.
Was she questioning him? Perhaps this one would require some breaking. How troublesome. He hoped that he was mistaken. With Pheonix acting unresponsive and Amelia apparently comatose, he was beginning to sympathize with the classic villain idiom "Good help is so hard to find, these days."
"I'm not sure what you want from me," he spoke, his only exposed reptilian eye peering icily out from beneath the brim of his hat. "She no longer functions in a way that is used to me and I feel no compunctions to explain myself further.
"Or is that look to tell me that you'll have some sort of difficulty moving her back to the Marketplace?" he asked.