"It is the thirteenth of July," Mortoog answered.

Leonard stood, ready to counter whatever Charisma threw at him.

"Oh, then no. However, I'd try to stay as far away from her as possible next week." Belthazar said, a chill sent up his spine.



Charisma continued to run, stopping just in front of the man. "Wait... Can I ask you something?" She said in a polite manner.

Leonard, still in a ready position, grinned, revealing yellow teeth from underneath the hood. "By all means," he said.

Mortoog looked at Belthazar, "And why would that be?"

Belthazar looked at Mortoog. "Her time of the month."


"Why?" Charisma asked simply.

A small smile broke through his serious profile. "I see," Mortoog said.

"Because, my dear, this is a serious matter. We can't have outsiders interfering with our organization," Leon told her.

"No, I mean..." Charisma landed a quick punch to the mans face. "Why did you let your guard down?" She asked, flipping over him.

"You must be mistaken," Leonard said as he put his hands on the ground and mule kicked at Charisma. "I didn't simply let my guard down."

Charisma grabbed Leonard's leg, then held herself up with only her hands, her legs sticking in the air. She quickly fell back, onto Leonard's back. Her hands went over head head, behind her, and she now had a lock on Leonard's neck.

OOC: ah, thank you. less work for me.

"Now, Mortoog!" Leonard yelled and braced for impact.

"I am sorry," Mortoog muttered to Belthazar as took two long strides into his swing, using the stud to smack Charisma in the back.

Charisma yet out a yelp, and Belthazar's eyes widened. "You.. You hit her with that thing!" Belthazar pulled out his athame, and jumped to the mans back, holding his athame to Mortoog's neck as Charisma rolled off of Leonard.

Mira shrugged "Perhaps I can thank them if I cross paths with them again" she mumbled She used the chaos to her advantage and bolted through the entrance of the alley, and ran away from the Market Place. "Where are the others?" she thought frantically as she looked around.

Belthazar hopped off of the mans back. "She's gone! Not even a thank you!" Belthazar patted Mortoog on the back. "No hard feelings, right big guy?"

Leonard put down the knife he was about to use as a threat and stared dumbly at Belthazar. Mortoog turned around and gave the same look.

Charisma slowly got up, rubbing her back. "That hurt." She said, sounding out of breath. Belthazar tried not to laugh. "Erm, sorry?"