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"Ladies and gentlemen, it is official. Zero is an idiot, and is hereby banned from the casino," Ahzi announces, shaking his head. "Skuld, you have every right to maim him in whatever fashion might please you if he tries to come back."

((In other words, any and all posts made by Zero from this point on I now encourage everyone to completely ignore, since that's about all the power I have here, otherwise I'd be deleting all his posts from here on out. Consider him shunned!))

Ahzi sighs as he looks over to Ama. Why, even in a place such as this, do people have to insist upon such completely pointless violence. This was a bar and casino, not a battleground! Taking Ama, he brings her to the back area's first-aid center, which was small and not equipped to handle serious injuries like this, but there wasn't any time (and Ama wasn't in a suitable form for) a hospital. Closing the door and locking it, he cracks his knuckles and gets to work.

It's a surprisingly short time later that he comes back out, wiping his brow. Ama lied inside, on a small bed, bandaged in a few areas.

"I so did not plan on getting god-mod on a were-bat when I came in this morning," he remarks with a sigh.

"...Really? Nine million feet isn't enough?" Ahzi asks, raising a brow. "Well, I could do that, I guess, but you'll have to promise to take enough Little Women to shrink back down afterwards, alright?"

"Oh, alright. We haven't had someone actually grow for a long time around here anyway," Ahzi says, smirking as he readies a barrel of Pumpahol, emptying a tiny part of it into a glass and offering it over.

"...Here we go, hon, go nuts."

((I'd rather just ignore him, but hey growage lol))

"Well that didn't do much, admittedly," Ahzi says scratchig his head. "Better try downing the barrels, now."

He wasn't sure if she heard him or not, considering she was shooting up to 120,000 feet tall, but it was probably pretty obvious anyway.

"You know, I should figure out just how big you need to get anyway..."

"Hmmmm... Well, I guess. I'd say thirty million feet would get you across from one end to the other, with that tail," Ahzi says, after doing a little research at a computer. "Yeah, that sounds about right. You go ahead and down that barrel of Pumpahol, I'll get some more ready as necessary."

"Very true. We don't really need an excuse to grow, though, do we? It'll something to do while we're closed," Ahzi admits, shrugging.

"...And as for tiny sips, I'll have to arrange a solution to that. Let me see if I can work something out for you, Skuld!" he says, getting to work on the taps.

"Hon, you can have all the fun you want," Ahzi replies with a smile, making some last-minute adjustments to his handiwork to accomodate this latest request. "Alright, that should do it."

Pressing a button, an absolutely gigantic apparatus rises from the floor far off in the distance. "I was kinda saving this for a rainy day, I guess this is it," he says, smirking as the gigantic tap ends its rise with a massive mechanical shudder, towering over even what Lilybell was aiming for with her Pumpahol.