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[h2][b][color=f49ac2]Marlene[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

[color=f49ac2][b]"Heh,"[/b][/color] chuckles Marlene as Bullet asks if Phoenix Wing was made on hard stuff, smirking a smile, [color=f49ac2][b]"Sure are, no?"[/b][/color]

After she asked Bullet on where Isabelle was, he simply shrugged and replied that she was in the hotel. Though his face looked slightly troubled, almost blushing according to her vision. There seemed to be a hint of jealously in his face, why exactly she didn't know. Probably went somewhere fun? Regardless it looked harmless so it seemed like nothing to worry about. He then mentions about wanting her to rest before she can go watching the games, nodding in agreement.

[color=f49ac2][b]"Yeah a little rest will do very nicely."[/b][/color] Marlene responds as her first two steps were wobbly at first, but soon she was able to regain her composure and keep on walking.

When they got to Marlene's hotel room, the crystal maiden sighs deeply as she collapses on the nearest comfy chair, taking a deep breath of exhaustion as she tries to fan herself off.

[color=f49ac2][b]"Thanks for escorting me back to my room, Bullet."[/b][/color] she responds with a smile, [color=f49ac2][b]"You can stay here for a little while if you want. I'll be watching the games from the lacrima."[/b][/color]

She then grabs the lacrima that was next to her on a small table and turns it on. It was always better to watch the games in person, but one should always have a nearby lacrima in case they aren't able to make it to the arena, whether they are sick, injured, or otherwise. But as she expected to be watching a battle, what she finds out is that the games had been postponed by the King. This was a surprising turn of events with Marlene verbally muttering a [color=f49ac2][b]"What?"[/b][/color] from her mouth.

[b][color=f49ac2]"The games have been postponed?"[/color][/b] she then asks herself aloud, motioning Bullet to come and see, [b][color=f49ac2]"What event could've possibly made them to reach that decision?"[/color][/b]

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[b][h2][color=fff200]Samir Saron[/color][/h2][/b][/center]

As Sheldon's announcement rippled through the entire arena, a disappointed frown ran upon the archer's face. Samir was expecting a good fight to come from the last day of the games. For it to be now postponed indefinitely, means that the games will have no winner and no entertainment. She sighs in utter distaste.

[b][color=fff200]"C'mon really?!"[/color][/b] she announces aloud amongst the masses, [b][color=fff200]"This is preposterous! Cruel! What event was so dire to jeopardize our own amusement?!"[/color][/b]

As she tries seeking an answer, she looks over to her left to see Gambit sitting next to her. As if wanting someone else to agree with her, she bumps his shoulder to grab his attention.

[b][color=fff200]"Hey,"[/color][/b] she mentions to him, [b][color=fff200]"Isn't this bullshit? I mean why are they robbing us of our amusement? You don't happen to know why right?""[/color][/b]

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Sayatachi's face faltered very slightly when she was "criticized" on how she made the Scotch, but not to the degree where it would be too noticeable. After all, she never really was a heavy liquor drinker to begin with, let alone with having any skills as a bartender. She was always more of a wine person. Regardless, they clinked glasses and the face Constantine showed after her sip was very assuring in being satisfied with the drink. Even after being criticized a little bit more, Saya showed no displeasure from her response.

[b]"Thank you."[/b] was Saya's response as she took a sip, and then asked the dark-skinned woman her standing with Rosalina.

According to Constantine, she is a knight that works under her. Saya initially thought she was a spy of some sorts or a simple bodyguard. But to be a knight, an elite knight most likely, it wasn't as surprising as one would think. In fact, it was rather interesting in Saya's mind. Her fellow colleague has already made a Guard for herself? Very... coincidental. Saya would chuckle quietly, not loud enough for Constantine to hear as she answers her response

[b]"A knight you say?"[/b] Sayatachi responds in a rather curious way, [b]"So you must be part of a guard. Hmm... interesting. I never thought that Rosalina would be the kind of Councilman that would assemble such a team."[/b]

She then places her cup on the table, half-empty.

[b]"What a coincidence..."[/b] she continues with a smirk, [b]"Yet she isn't the only one to have assembled her own private guard. I have done the same when I was on my business trip to Midi. In fact..."[/b]

She then turns her head to the front of the quarters, hearing the sound of three separate footsteps approaching the entrance. She smiles, knowing exactly who's coming.

[b]"Here they come now."[/b]

Indeed, three figures slowly came up the stairs as they made their way into the living quarters of the council. The first figure was a tall [url=http://static.zerochan.net/Date.Masamune.(Sengoku.Basara).full.942311.jpg]individual[/url], sporting black rustled hair, greyish-white skin, and an eyepatch on his right eye. The next figure was a much shorter [url=http://blog-imgs-60.fc2.com/h/e/l/heladeria/heraderia.jpg]person[/url], having green hair, a fancy-looking mask and goggles, and wore a tan hoodie. The last person that came in was perhaps the most [url=http://pm1.narvii.com/5750/287765e6c9dea37a2abfcb1f55def7998af0e8f7_hq.jpg]bizzare[/url] looking, having white rustled hair, crimson-eyes, as well as antlars sticking from his head, with his right being shorter than the other, and a halo marking over him. They stood in the living quarters, the first character being the farthest to the left, the second in the middle, and the third to the right. Sayatachi smiles as she points her hand to the individuals.

[b]"I present to you,"[/b] Lady Nijiko announces in a rather glorious tone, [b]"My own private guard. The Kamikaze Guard"[/b]

As she presents her to the individuals, each politely expressed their welcome.

[b][color=0072bc]"Greetings."[/color][/b] the tallest individual says with a rather deep voice.

[b][color=39b54a]"Nice to see you!"[/color][/b] the smallest person squeaks, identifying her as a female.

[b][color=silver]"Salutations madam."[/color][/b] the last person responds with an almost somber tone to it.

It was then when Constantine gave in her own "second" opinion.

"[color=LemonChiffon][i]Not that I'm in a position to make judgement, Lady Nijiko, but why are these people in the Council Quarters? They are not Council Members, nor are they Rune Knights. Trust me when I say that I know every Knight currently stationed in Crocus. So they must be friends of yours, no?[/i][/color]"

[b]"Do not judge them by their appearance..."[/b] Sayatachi says again calmly, [b]"As I've mentioned, these three individuals belong in my private guard. I've been meaning to announce the whole council about their existence, but hadn't had the chance yet. They wield incredibly powerful magic and with their capacity to use them in such a fantastic style, that when I first saw them in action... I had to recruit them. THAT... is how skilled they really are."[/b]

She then looks at them all in the eyes.

[b]"No need to act tense gentlemen."[/b] she responds calmly to them, [b]"Feel free to relax, grab a drink or two."[/b]

The guards nodded, replying in a unified, [b][i]"Yes madam."[/i][/b], as they began to go their separate ways. As they all did their own thing, Saya looks back at Constantine.

[b]"Trust me."[/b] she then says to her, [b]"You must see them in action to really grasp their true potential."[/b]

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[color=1a7b30][h2][b]Dreadlin Nauss[/b][/h2][/color][/center]

[color=1a7b30][b]"Thanks matey."[/b][/color] the lizardman responds as he gets himself comfortable before replying to the next question, [color=1a7b30][b]"I jus' came ere' to have a looksie' at the good ole' Magic Games ya know? Plus, I then remembered you be takin' residence here ya know? And how we met like yesterday or double ago. So I decided to come and visit ya."[/b][/color]

He then inspects Grane, seeing that he seemed to look really tired, more in a painful way then just due to simple fatique.

[color=1a7b30][b]"Ya seem a little clobbered Grane-mate."[/b][/color] Dreadlin says with some worry, [color=1a7b30][b]"Reckon' you've been through a lil' bit chipped ere and there. Got in a fight?"[/b][/color]