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When she saw him she lifted his head up and looked for any damage. He only had a small cut.She put anti-biotics on it and a band-aid. "Mark. Mark wake up.". She had his head in her lap. She was a little worried.

"That was ment to kill me, not you. He does that every time I get home. I'll smack him for you next time." she said smiling. "If you want you can stay for dinner." she offered. Deep down inside she didn't want him to leave her.

"Naw, that happened last wwek. I girl was walking to her apartment and she was at the wrong place at the wrong time." she said nervously. "Come in, dinner will be done soon. I'm a good cook. That and I'm fast too." he said closing the door now that he wasn't half in and half out of the house. She stalked into the kichen and quickly got out two pots. "I hope you like curry rice." she said.

She had just gotten the forks. "Just finished." she said smiling. "Come an' eat!" she said with enthusiasm.

"Let's just say I was never prone to cut myself. I burn my tounge with spice instead. Where I learned is beyond me, but the thing is that I'm the best curry rice maker this town has ever seen." she said smiling. "But after a while, you get used to the spicyness and recognize other flavores, like if they added something like pickled beets. They are a complimentary flavor in curry sauce." she explained.

"I can fry up a mean veggie burger. And they bite worse than they bark." she ment it as in she can't fry stuff eather, unless it's eggs.

Boltrix was at his forge, once again trying to create the swords he imagines in his sketchpad, and this time he was creating one of his finest. A sword that was as wide as the distance between the point of his finger and the end of his hand. The sword was so long, that if he placed the blade onto the floor next to him, tip first, the handle would go up to his neck, and with Boltrix being tall himself, that made his creation only more impressive. The blade itself was thin at the cutting part, but gradually grew thicker, so that the opposite side of the sword was thick as the space between his thumb and his index finger. The sword had only one sharp edge, and it was also designed for parrying off blow, by using one hand to hold the handle and the other to hold the blade at it's blunt side.

Boltrix smiled at his craftsmanship, as he designed the sword to be quite light, but very powerful when swung. Of course, despite it being light it required two hands in order to hold it up, due to it's length and size. Most of the swords that Boltrix crafted for his grandfather were katanas and other smaller swords, but that was strictly for his grandfathers business. But he liked to experiment with swords, using certain styles, and heavy swords were one of his specialties. Of course, in this society it had no usage other than for display or training, but still...

"Of course!" giving her a wink. "I'll see you later, and make sure you stay safe." Waving his hand as he walked away, "See you later Yuki."
Walking on the street he chased after the last bus but ended up missing it. "Oh great I just missed my bus. Its going to be a long walk home." Before he could even start walking three overly muscular men came by.

One of the men came forward and said, "Hey kid, give me all your money."

"Sorry folks don't have money on me." Mark replied.

Without warning they came and attacked him. Mark quickly knocking out the other two looked for the other man. That man actually found a metal pipe and hit Mark's leg. Wincing in pain he put his arms up and blocked another shot of the metal bar and manage to catch the man's hand and dislocate it. Dispatching some good old pressure points said man was down.

"Looks like I won't be going home today." Limping back to Yuki's apartment he press the buzzer and waited for an answer.