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Jade rolled her eyes at the 'wolf girl' comment. "Wow very original how long did it take you to come up with that one. No i wouldn't want someone to die in my house because i wouldn't be moving the body it would be eating by Hiowie. I just figured you deserved better then that , though if you keep pushing it then i'll kill you myself." She retorted back. When he mentioned payment the elf sighed. "I'd rather not take anything from you who knows where you have been. I don't plan on getting what ever disease you have." He was being annoying and deserved everything he got.

Oliver was a bit surprised by the attitude, but was fully equipped to retort back at full speed. "Obviously it only took me a few seconds. And I'm glad you woudn't be touching me, I'd much rather be ate by a wolf. And I'd like to see you kill me." The red head was sitting on the edge of his seat and staring at the elf quietly. This was going to be a fun verbal battle, he could tell. Then came to comment about the payment. Such a response was to be expected, he decided.

"Funny how that happens, but I think you're just jealous that I've been to more place than you. I don't know how I could've gotten a disease considering how I've never even kissed a girl or anything. Therefore, I don't really see what you're point is." Oliver smiled, a harsh little thing that showed he was game for whatever she could shell out. He had never expected her to be that... explosive. But that would only make this to be less boring.

"Sure you keep telling yourself that it only took you a few seconds. But somehow i doubt it, i'm sure one of those village girls you love so much told you to call me that. And it's a good thing you like being eating by wolves because i happen to know of a lot more that would love to eat you. I wouldn't even have to try to kill you because i would be able to do it in my sleep." The elf said back.

Jade shook her head. "sorry i think you misunderstood i was talking about the disease that makes you stupid and ugly. It has nothing to do with where you travel or who you kiss." She shot back. At least the guy wasn't a whimp and could take verbal beating. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Though now that she thought about it she relized they didn't even know the others name. Oh well it wouldn't really matter anyway, the weirdo was leaving tommorow morning.

"I'm sure one of those twits out there didn't tell me that, and I'm so sure that I can think for myself. You think you could kill someone in your sleep? So could I. I've actually done it before. Not really that hard once you figure out how to do it." Oliver looked at her with a blank expression, his eyes attentive and ready. He didn't know how long it had been since he had gotten in a fight like this, let alone a fight like this with a girl. It was actually rather fun, bein decently matched. So far he wasn't really given the good end of the stick where he coudl think of something rather wonderful to retort back. Or at least he couldn't think of one.

Oliver snorted at her comment about the disease and shook his head. "Sadly I think, judging by the way those girls were all googly eyed and drooling, I don't think I'm all that ugly. Surely I'm not stupid either, considering how I'm sure I could do anything you can do, and I could do it better." Oliver had a small, smug, satisfactory little smile resting on his face. He couldn't wait to see what would happen next. Come to think of it, he could do this until it was dark enough to go to sleep. It would be dissapointing, either.

"As you said the girls are twits so it wouldn't surprise me if they fell for someone who is butt ugly. Actually i'm sure many of them would settle for anything that was alive so that really doesn't help your case much. As for being experienced in killing people while sleeping..yeah i'm sure that is something to be really proud of. Your mom must be thrilled to have a phyco for a son." The girl retorted deflecting all his attacks in one shot. This was kind of annoying considering the guy wouldn't back down. It was nice but it was also infuriating especially when she really was hoping this would make him want to leave. The elf sighed it seemed her attitude was having the opposite effect it usually had. "Your enjoying your self aren't you? Never thought i would come across someone who actually seems to like my attitude. " Jade responded after a while. This was going to be so much fun being around some guy and his dragon all day....there had do be something that would get rid of him.

"My mom is dead, so I don't see how she could be proud." Oliver shrugged, talking about everything like it was nothing. He hid the fact that his heart actually seemed to sink as he said it, but he would get over it soon. Studying the girl, he smirked. She seemed to be a lot smarter than she had first appeared. That was actually rather fun. He'd have to try and do it again sometime. He hoped he wasn't being too much of a bother. That wouldn't be a good thing. But, she had brought this on herself.

"Enjoying myself? Well, it was pretty entertaining. I don't know why, but it is just fascinating to meet someone so well matched in verbal combat. This time my brain was just turned off." Oliver found himself bragging a lot lately. That, of course, wasn't really a good thing. But, he would live. So would the elf, or so he expected. It was rather funny how the only beings with names in this place were Ransom and Hiowie.

Jade was slightly taking a back at the guys mother being dead. She had not expected that awnser. Recovering quickly she said. "Being dead doesn't mean she can't be proud. I'd like to think we go some where when we die." The elf shrugged. When the guy mentioned his brain being turned off she rolled her eyes. "That explains why your acting like a moron nothing more." Looking around she tried to find something to do to pass the time. Hanging around with a stranger and engaging in verbal combat was only fun for a short time. "Well there is a couch there that you can sleep on in here and there is a bathroom just outside of the living room to the right. Kitchan if you absolutly have to eat more is down that same hall and my room, wich you will definitly not go, is next to the kitchan." Jade said giving the guy a quick verble tour of the house. Right now the two were in the livving room and sitting at a small table the couch she mentioned was beside them.

"I like acting like a moron. Gives me a bit more life, don't you think? Makes everything a bit more entertaining because when I outsmart you somewhere you are taken ofguard and easily killed." Oliver grinned, listening to the little explanation afterward with little interest. Sure, he might need the bathroom, but nothing else needed to be messed around with. He preferred to be a decent guest and not snoop around too much, mind his own buisness.

Ransom woke up and looked around quietly, sniffing around. He looked at Oliver with dim interest, then at the elf. He shook like a dog, for no reason, and then walked over and found a new place to lay on the floor. At least he was behaving himself, Oliver thought. Too bad he couldn't say the same for to many others. He shook his head quietly at the thought.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night i suppose." The elf said shrugging. Getting up she decided to leave the guy alone. He was probably tired by now so he could take a nap. At least that way he wouldn't be annoying. "Well i'm going to my room you can take this time to take a nap or whatever it is you have to do. Just don't burn down my house with your dragon or anything."

(( we need something to happen. Their so much a like it's boring lol.))

As soon as the elf was gone, Oliver shot a mischevious look at Ransom. The dragon, not actually asleep, looked up at the man. Depositing all his weapons but his broadsword, Oliver opened the door and crept outside, Ransom not far behind. "We need to find that, get it, and then get out of there as soon as possible. We don't really need any trouble." Oliver started down a dark alley, walking stealthily and quietly, feet barely making a sound. The dragon did the same. Peeking out into the main square of the village, Oliver looked around.

"Over there. I see it." He stepped out of the alley and looked around quietly, before walking over to the small stand where the jewelry lay. He examined each piece carefully before picking up the one he had wanted. No one was manning the stand, so he just slipped the necklace into his pocket and then pretended to look around a little more, like a traveler trying to find a souvenir. Ransom trotted after him, being a lookout. Before long, just as Oliver was leaving, the man returned. He studied his stand and found something to be missing. There were only two people in the area, the man and Oliver. Ransom didn't count.

"Hey! Did you seriously just steal that jewelry?" Oliver turned around, looking confused. "I'm sorry, sir, but I didn't take anything. I don't bother with jewelry. But there was this girl, a blonde, who seemed to be looking at all of that stuff. Perhaps you know her?" Oliver looked back down the alley and began to walk. He had got what he had came here for, so now it was time to get back there and take a nap. Hopefully there were at least thirty 'blonde girls' in this place.

(( thats cruel. lol))

Jade was laying on her bed the whole time debating on whether or not it was a good idea to keep the guy here. So far he seemed ok, a bit of a creep, but still ok. Yet she couldn't shrug off this bad feeling she was having and was beginning to wonder if letting some random stranger in her house was such a good idea. The elf sighed and got up looking around her room trying to find some kind of answer. Making a decision she went to go check on the guy only to find he wasn't there. Quickly she went outside looking around trying to find him. She had no idea why she was looking or why she should even care but something was egging her on. Then the girl saw some shop owner coming toward her and another guy, that looked like the traveler just leaving. "Can i help you?" She asked as the guy came closer. Without a ward the guy grabbed her and started demanding his jewelry back. "What the hell are you talking about i don't have your stinking jewelry!" The guy mentioned that a traveler identified her. Immediately she knew who it was.......that jerk she should have know. Angrily she kicked the shop keeper and took off after the traveler. That guy was going to pay when she caught him. Finally she found him heading back to her house quickly she blocked his way in. "I really don't appreciate having my generosity stepped on. If your going to go around stealing stuff and setting up innocent people then your not staying here. Now please return the jewelry i'll have to take it from you. Funny thing how just earlier you were saying you hated that stuff and yet here you are not even an hour after i let you into my home stealing some." The elf said in a cold and angry tone. Hiowie sensing her distress came out and started growling at the stranger.

Oliver didn't know it would play out that way. He was actually rather hoping for one of those other blondes from earlier, but... this would bound to be interesting. He couldn't help but to grin. When the wolf started growling, Ransom looked at the creature and flicked his tongue, a slight hiss of air escaping. The dragon, however, was relatively at ease. "No one understands me, do they, Ransom? Do you know how much this jewel is worth?" With that, he pulled the necklace out of his pocket and eyed it quietly. It was a beautiful emerald, although it wasn't polished and looked rather dull. "This jewel could change someone's life for the better. I was planning on giving it back, I just needed to borrow it for a while. I wanted to get an estimate on it so I can search for another one similar to it." Oliver shrugged, looking back in the direction he had came. No sign of the shop keep. Good.

Shaking his head, he pivoted, looking toward the alley. "I suppose I could give it back, or at least ask him how much he wants for it. But..." Oliver looked at the jewel again, before taking an exact replica out of his other pocket. "I wonder if he could tell the difference." The chain, the jewel, everything looked alike. Because they were alike. This jewel... wasn't even valuable. He was after the other one. Throwing the necklace into the air, he caught it and stuffed it back into his pocket. He did the same with the other one, and then walked back down the alley.

Finding the shop keep laying there, seemingly in pain, he wandered over to him. "I got the necklace back, but it wasn't that girl who had it. It was another who was bragging about it to her friends. I'm guessing you would like it back? Could I have something as a reward?" He tossed the necklace down to the man, who caught it. Studying it for a moment, the guy nodded. "Whatever you might like, sir. This was my most valuable piece." Oliver nodded. That had worked rather well. Turned out his skills weren't that bad in the art of theft and trickery.

Before the elf could say anything the guy took off again. He really was a creep and a thief to apparently. Stealing something just to find out how valuble it was how pathetic. She really hoped the guy got cought and had his hand cut off for stealing. Sadly she very much doughted the shop keeper would listing to her after she had kicked him. Rolling her eyes in annoyence she followed the traveler. "You know there are other ways of finding the value of something and i really don't see why wou want it. After all 'the only men who wear jewlery are homosexual' or have you forgotten that to?" She said quoting what he said earlier. The elf was begining to think the guy had some kind of mental disorder that made him act this way. Because everything he did contradicted it's self and never made sense.

Oliver sighed. "I'm not going to wear it, genius. I'm going to sell it. There will be no wearing involved, thank you very much. I know what I say and I say what I mean and I don't care if I don't make any sense whatsoever." The red head turned and start going back down the alley, toward the stand. Stopping for a moment, he placed both of the necklaces on the stand. That would get the guy a bit more money. After he did that, he picked up a bracelet set with a dark blue stone. He nodded his approvement, and stuffed it into his pocket. Going back down the alley, he helped the shop keep up and patted him on the back. "You didn't deserve that. No one does."

Oliver went back to the elf girl's house, without even bothering to look to see if she was following him. Ransom was still tagging along, which was a good thing. Stopping in front of the girl's house, he wondered what he was going to do. Sure, it was dangerous to travel at night, but he didn't care. Why not leave now? Get his swords, take Ransom, and leave? He was rather tired, and Ransom was too. His main reason for staying. But...

Jade followed the guy to her house. "In case it wasn't clear. Your not welcome in my house. I'm not harboring a criminal no matter what crazy intentions they have. You can get your stuff but afterwards i want you gone." The elf said icyly. She really didn't have the patients to deal with losers like him. And his motives were too shady from the begining to be trusted. In truth she had already made up her mind and was going to kick him out anyway, this event just gave her more of a reason to. Walking back in her house she went striaght to her room. Hopefully the guy would be gone when she came out. Why did she trust him? She was getting stupid....just like her mom. Trusting people only lead to pain.

(( well that turned out...well kind off. Nobody killed each other lol. Maybe something can happen i don't know...you can make the choice.))

"Sounds good to me!" Oliver said this with a grin, walking inside and picking up his swords. He shook his head, heading back outside. It wasn't long after he was gone that he turned around, only to see a column of smoke rising from the village. Even after being there for only a few moments, he felt that it would be nice to go back and help them fight that fire, if that's even what it was. Looking at the dragon, he nodded, and began running back toward the village. Ransom was on his heels. Once reaching the village, he skidded to a halt. There was a house, over in the corner, ablaze with flames. Two people were standing outside, screaming. He could barely make out their words, but he threw his weapons on the ground and ran over to them, breaking inside of the burning building. Looking around, through the smoke and the flames, he could see a child huddled over in the far corner. Coughing, he tried to find the best path to get over to the kid. Picking his way through the burning debris, he crouched over to get away from the smoke. This wasn't going to work out well, he could tell. Placing a hand on the boy's shoulder, the child looked up at him, fear evident in his eyes.

Oliver knew the feeling. The feeling you get when you know death is upon you. Pushing the thoughts, and the feelings, aside, he picked the boy up, cradleing him in his arms. The kid clung to his shirt like it was his last link to the world of the living. Oliver fought his way back to the door, his way being barred by a fallen rafter. The house was going to collapse any second now, he could tell. Scanning the wall, he found a window. It wasn't very far away, and he might be able to reach it in time. Kicking the window, the glass shattered. Oliver sat the boy outside the window and then followed directly afterward, getting out of the heat and the pain of the house. Coughing, he breathed in the oxygen like there was no tomorrow. Taking a few steps forward, putting distance from he and the building, he fell down to the ground. That was fun, wasn't it, you moron? Ransom came over and sat beside him, blowing on his cheek with his cool, cool breath. Oliver looked up, forcing a smile. At least he hadn't died.