Arena 2 buzzed with energy as the combatants were led to opposite ends of the battlefield. Bright lights shined down and cameras trained themselves on the spectacle from many angles. Referees stood by the arena's edge with Pokemon who knew Protect. Medics with bulging supply bags waited on the sidelines. The audience, the commentator's booth, and the other arena could be seen at a distance. But all these details were of little importance compared to the foe directly ahead.

Walking down the tunnel towards the arena, Rebeca was only half listening to the attendant beside her as he rattled off the rules for the tournament. This would be the third time now that she had heard them. Apparently, the stunt that Giratina had pulled with Xerneas had the organizers concerned about possible “accidents” during the tournament, so they were covering their bases.
 
For her own part, Rebeca wasn’t unduly concerned. They might use different words, but the rules in tournaments like these were always the same: don’t kill each other, don’t break each other, and everything will be fine. Something that she didn’t have any intention of breaking, at least not if she didn’t have to. Some of her competitors, however, apparently might not be so inclined. 
 
“Also, there is one last thing, Miss Groudon.”
 
Blinking, Rebeca paused and turned to the attendant expectantly. He looked somewhat nervous. “You see, your opponent, Emry, has asked that the Legendary she represents not be revealed during the match. The committee decided to allow this, provided that you consent to the same thing. Will that be a problem?”
 
[color=crimson][i]Huh. Guess she doesn’t want much fuss made about her either.[/i][/color] Rebeca shrugged. [color=crimson]”Yeah, sure, whatever.”[/color]
 
The attendant brightened for a moment. “Ah, excellent. I’ll make sure it gets passed on.” He frowned. “However, that does present a new wrinkle. You registered only under the name of your Legendary. Is there another name that we can use to introduce you as?”
 
For a long moment, Rebeca was silent. She’d used Groudon’s name so that her own wouldn’t be connected to this whole circus. She still didn’t want to use her own. Thinking for a moment, she came to her decision. [color=crimson]“Becky.”[/color] 
 
“Becky?” 
 
[color=crimson]“Yeah. Just Becky.”[/color] As she turned and continued down the tunnel, Rebeca felt an odd feeling in her chest. She hadn’t heard that name in two years. Shrugging it off, she stepped into the arena and looked around. [color=crimson][i]Concrete. Alright, I can work with this. Pretty empty, not going to be much help from the environment. Guess this is this just going to be me against her.[/i][/color] Despite herself, a slight smile crossed her face. [color=crimson][i]Guess I’ll have to try not to collapse the ceiling. Putting this whole thing underground wasn’t the smartest idea.[/i][/color]
 
She looked across the arena, and promptly stopped. [color=crimson][i]Is that… a kid?[/i][/color]

Solomon gave Emry's hand one last squeeze before joining the audience. The masked girl gulped bashfully under all the lights and cameras. But this setup was much less nerve wracking than a stadium full of screaming fans. Emry reminded herself of this fact as she took a calming breath and stepped forward to face her opponent. From this distance she could see a tall woman with dark hair, but she couldn't pick out many other details.

"Thank you for agreeing to my request," the girl called out, hoping her voice came through her silver mask clearly enough. "I don't really like all the attention of being an Avatar. That said..."

At this, Emry slid one foot back and held her arms up in what might be interpreted as an A-for-effort fighting stance.

"I couldn't pass up the chance to test my skills against other Avatars. May the best woman win!"

Rebeca blinked for a moment, then turned back to the retreating attendant behind her. [color=crimson]"This is a joke, right? She's a friend of this "Emry"?"[/color]

The attendant frowned, shaking his head. "Um, no, she is your opponent."

She turned back to the other girl, silent for a moment, then shook her head. [color=crimson]"Yeah, no. I don't think so."[/color]

Emry blinked behind the mask, startled and slightly offended by 'Becky's' unexpected comment.

"What's the matter, too [i]scared?[/i]"

The childishly confident words sprung almost unbidden from the girl's mouth, and for a second she wished she could take them back. Emry then deciphered a more likely problem and composed herself.

"Is it 'cause you don't want to fight a kid?" The young Avatar sighed into her mask. "Look, I know what I signed up for. I'm not super excited about beating each other up, but it's better to practice our skills now than when we [i]really[/i] need them." At this, Emry's teal eyes gazed at Rebeca with an unexpectedly cold look. "I guess Avatars can't really afford to be kids, can we?"

Folding her arms, Rebeca cocked an eyebrow at the girl. [color=crimson]"Look, kid. I've got a foot of height and at [b]least[/b] a hundred pounds on you. If I hit you I'm gonna fuckin break you, which I'd rather not."[/color] She frowned. [color=crimson]"How old are you, anyway?"[/color]

Emry flinched slightly at Rebeca's threatening words, her tenuous courage faltering.

"Uh..."

The girl's eyes flashed toward Solomon for a second. The Lucario's crimson gaze never left Rebeca.

[i]"It's hard to read people from this far away,"[/i] Solomon said, [i]"But from what I gather, she wears her emotions out front too much to hide to an ulterior motive. You can be honest about surface questions, but [b]please[/b] tap out if she overpowers you as much as she claims. There's no shame in that."[/i]

"F-fourteen," Emry answered, embarrassed by her ill-timed stutter.

Rebeca's eyes nearly popped out of her head. [color=crimson]"Tauros shit."[/color] There was no way in [b]hell[/b] this girl was fourteen. Tilting her head, she jerked her chin. [color=crimson]"What's with the mask?"[/color]

Emry subconsciously reached up to touch one cheek of her mask.

"Um, I don't want--"

"Live from Underground Arena Two," a piercing voice boomed throughout the area, "We have our round one, single elimination match. Becky will be facing off against Emry. Let the battle begin!"

Turning her head up towards the crowd, Rebeca scowled darkly. [color=crimson]"Oh, hell no."[/color] Rolling her eyes, she sighed. [color=crimson]"Of all the... you know what? Fine."[/color] She flicked her fingers, and a circle of silver light flowed around a small piece of the floor, wrenching out a fist-sized chunk of concrete and sending it flying towards Emry.

Emry tried to dodge out of the way, but she misjudged the trajectory of the concrete missile and it slammed into her knee. The girl let out a yelp of pain and deeply regretted choosing a mask that prevented her from wearing her glasses in battle. Thanks to her tough skin, the attack only did a small amount of damage, just slightly affecting her ability to battle. Even with her natural defenses, Emry had expected a much more devastating blow from the imposing woman. It seemed Becky was still going easy on her, underestimating her, perhaps. And Emry could use that to her advantage.

The young Avatar whispered a rhythmic chant. Flashes of silvery light danced around her like twinkling stars for a second... but nothing seemed to happen. Emry resumed her defensive stance.

Raising an eye brow, Rebeca grunted and shrugged her shoulders, slipping one hand into the pocket of her jacket while gesturing upwards with the other. The concrete around Emry cracked and shook, a jet of hot escaping gases making a slight whistling sound.

The move was powerful but slowed by Rebeca's hesitation to go all-out. The shaking ground gave Emry just enough warning to dive away before the ground could crumble beneath her feet and knock her into the scorching steam. Her teal eyes appeared a little more fearful as she looked up at Rebeca from the ground.

[i]Psshhhh, is that the best she can do?[/i] came a subtle voice in the girl's mind. [i]Boriiiing! Let's show her how to have some fun![/i]

Beneath the mask, a sight smile grew on her face as she focused her power on the mind of her foe. A disorienting blast of pain rocketed toward Rebeca's mind, and Emry channeled her psychic energy toward spinning her opponent around in the air a couple times for a further disorienting effect-- or maybe just for fun. The attack, combined with her Legendary's natural ability to enhance non-damaging effects of moves, would be enough to confuse Rebeca and buy the masked girl a little time... she hoped.

When the flow of psychic energy subsided, the silver lights appeared around Emry again. The bruise on her leg completely healed as her Wish came true.

When the headache appeared, Rebeca was puzzled. When she lifted into the air, she was startled. When she crashed into the ground, she was displeased. For a moment she just laid there, waiting for the world to stop spinning. 

[color=e25822][i]You're holding back.[/i][/color]

Grimacing, she flicked a gaze towards the stands. [color=crimson][i]You be quiet.[/i][/color]

[color=e25822][i]And she's making you look stupid. Stop insulting the girl and fight.[/i][/color]

[color=crimson][i]Mihkail, I am not going to beat up a kid. Especially not while an entire damn city watches me do it.[/i][/color]

[e25822][i]Rebeca, she's testing herself. Be nice.[/i][/color]

She groaned, thumping her head on the concrete. This entire thing was full of crap. Nobody had mentioned that she was going to be fighting a child, she was going to break her in half. 

After a moment, Rebeca pushed herself up into a sitting position, shaking her head and looking across at the girl, eyes narrowed and hand pressed against her forehead. Slowly, she got up and began walking towards her, hands once again pushed into her jacket pockets.

Emry warily watched the Avatar slowly recover from her attack. Becky didn't appear to be readying any sort of counter attack. Perhaps Emry's Confusion had worked better than expected? The girl stood her ground and calculated her next move.

A point of silver light appeared behind Emry, shooting around to trace a twelve foot circle, with the Avatar at the center. A grinding, cracking sound split the air, and the very, [b]very[/b] large piece of concrete began lifting into the air, carrying the surprised girl with it and leaving a deep crater in the ground. Rebeca broke out into a run, jumping into the bottom of the crater as a silver line ran between Emry's feet, bisecting the concrete. The two pieces split apart, sending the Avatar falling through the air towards the crater below.

Baring her teeth and sweating slightly from the exertion, Rebeca widened her stance and caught Emry in her arms, swiftly depositing her on her back on the ground. [color=crimson]"Do me a favour and stay down."[/color] Dropping onto her own back, she rotated the concrete pieces around so that the flat sides, what had once been the surface, were now pressed together. 

Slipping her legs onto the other girls stomach, Rebeca grinned and relaxed. The hovering chunks of concrete dropped like... well, rocks, crashing down on top of the pair and sealing them inside the crater. Now immersed in darkness, Rebeca chuckled. [color=crimson]"Don't lift your head. I dunno how much room we have in here."[/color] Taking a risk, she concentrated, and a faint red glow began emitting from her markings, though it could only be seen on the backs of her hands and her bare legs. [color=crimson]"You alright? Did I scare ya?"[/color]

[i][color=e25822]You're a moron.[/color]

[color=crimson]Shush.[/color][/i]

Yes, Rebeca did scare her.

So much happened in the span of a few seconds, all of it out of Emry's control. Then she suddenly found herself trapped in a small dark space with a clearly powerful Avatar pinning her. For a second, Emry couldn't think or even breathe, just staring frozen in shock.

Then, the girl lashed out in blind fear. Emry shrieked and gave a great shove with her mind, putting all her psychic abilities toward trying to blast Becky out of the rocky prison and away from her.

[i]"Solomon!"[/i] she mentally cried out.

From the sidelines, the Lucario suddenly jumped to attention and moved as close as he could to the battlefield. He wasn't about to forego the rules to save his companion just yet, but he stiffened in preparation to jump in at a moment's notice.

In their mutual tension, neither of them noticed that Emry's silver mask had fallen off during her fall.


The sudden shove from below took Rebeca by surprise, and she cracked her head against the rock above her. Which, surprisingly, hadn't moved. [i][color=crimson]Okay, I deserved that.[/color]

[color=e25822]Yes, you did.[/color][/i]

Bracing herself against the walls of the crater, Rebeca ignored her brothers voice in her head, using her legs to keep the thrashing girl down. [color=crimson]"Alright, alright! I'm sorry, just calm down, please! Before you crack your head too. I'm not gonna hurt ya, I just wanted to talk without all the damn cameras watching. Alright? Please?"[/color]

Emry continued to look at her with the wide eyes of prey cornered by a predator. After a few seconds, she gulped and stopped her fighting limbs.

[i]"You can stand down for now,[/i]" Emry communicated with her friend. [i]"But be ready to break this thing open if things get worse.[/i]"

Solomon did not stand down, but he managed to resist the urge to free Emry with his bare hands right that second.

[i]"I'll be there at the slightest hint of real danger."[/i]

Emry gulped again and dared to look Becky in the eye.

"Couldn't we have talked without the cameras watching [i]after[/i] the battle?" The Avatar attempted to sound strong, but her voice and lip quivered from fear.

Rebeca chuckled again. [crimson=crimson]"Well, since it's the fight I want to talk about, that would be kinda difficult wouldn't it."[/color] She raised her hand, trying to direct more of the light from the back of her hand onto the girls face. [color=crimson]"You alright? Didn't hurt you did I?[/color] She smiled sheepishly. [color=crimson]"Sorry, this was the first thing I thought of. If you wanna call me a moron, go ahead. My brother already is."[/color]

Emry forced her whirring mind to slow down long enough to assess her situation. She had been banged up a little in the process of trapping her in the rocky dome, but nothing too serious. She did notice her missing mask, though, and instinctually moved a hand up to shield her face from the light. The girl's face looked... normal. Nothing unusual about it. She just didn't want it to be publicly recognized as the new face of Jirachi.

"Um, just a little," Emry responded. "I-I'm okay. Uhh... what did you want to talk about? 'Cause if it's the whole fighting a kid thing... like I said, I know what I signed up for. I never really expected to win or anything. It's just..."

The girl hesitated for a second as she stared into the faint red space of the dome.

"There might be other people who [i]won't[/i] treat this like a contest... who [i]won't[/i] care how much they hurt people... a-and if I have to battle, I'd rather do it as a friendly contest first..."

Her gentle voice trailed off as her gaze seemed to meader farther away from Rebeca's.

Silent for a moment, Rebeca pursed her lips. If anybody needed a shot of steel into their spine, it was this girl. [color=crimson]"What do you want?"[/color]

[i]I want to battle,[/i] Emry thought to herself. But somehow, she couldn't force the words out of her mouth. When she pushed a little harder, all that came out was a small tear down the side of her face, much to her shame.

"I...I want some help," the Avatar squeaked. "There's things I have to do, and I don't even know how to--" The girl's voice cracked slightly, and she had to take a few seconds to stop herself from crying. Her cheeks flushed as she took a breath in and out.

"I want everything to be okay," she sighed. "But if that can't happen, I guess I'm not sure what I want."

Meanwhile, the volunteers were getting anxious. Some started bringing out Pokemon to break through the rock dome. Nobody knew what was going on in that concrete cage, but with the death of Xerneas fresh in everyone's minds, many seemed ready to jump to the most drastic conclusions.

Rebeca frowned. [color=crimson][i]That's... weird.[/i][/color] She looked up at the concrete ceiling. [color=crimson]"That why you're doing this? You think something bad is gonna happen, and you want to be ready?"[/color]

Emry frowned at Rebeca for a few seconds, mind whirring. She wished Solomon were there with her... he's so much better at knowing who to trust. Maybe he [i]could[/i] be there. Slowly, visibly, the girl's expression of uncontrolled fear smoothed into a mask of calm.

"Can we get out now?" the Avatar asked quietly. "I... I can be done with this battle."

Just after she spoke, the makeshift dome shook with a loud crack. Muffled shouts could be heard outside.

Rebeca chuckled. [color=crimson]"Yeah, sounds like we've kept everyone waiting long enough."[/color] Folding her legs up, she planted her feet against the rough concrete. [color=crimson]"Tell you what kiddo. When we re done here, I ll take you out for food wherever you want. My treat. And we can just talk, bout whatever, you seem like a good kid. Mean time, how about I give you a couple pointers on looking after yourself, huh?"[/color] She started squirming down, giving herself a better angle. [color=crimson]"Honestly, I'm in this whole circus because my brother Mihkail basically forced me to. Winning isnt as big a deal as it used to be, so lets just have ourselves a little fun, okay?"[/color]

She tried to give the other girl a reassuring grin, and reached out to gently squeeze her hand. [color=crimson]"I promise, I'm not quite as much of a bitch as Im making myself look like."[/color]

Emry nodded, pleased in spite of herself by the prospect of a friendly fight and a frienly lunch. When Rebeca shifted in a way that seemed to prepare her to break out of the concrete dome, the Avatar of Jirachi flashed a sly grin and whispered a preemptive Wish.

[color=crimson]"Great! Hold on to your cute little butt, cuz it's going to get hot in here."[/color] Rebeca closed her eyes and began concentrating.

Outside the crater, the attendants and Pokemon gathered in a loose circle around it paused as the ground began to shake slightly. 

The markings on Rebecas skin began glowing brighter, and she cracked open an eye. [color=crimson]"Hey, you can do psychic stuff, right? Mind tossing me out of here when I shift this? Make it look like you busted out?"[/color]

Emry gave Rebeca a confused look for a second before catching on to her idea.

"Uh...okay."

The Avatar hastily pulled off her cap and brushed the blonde hair in front of her face as best as she could. By this point, Emry could hardly see anything. But the psychic type could still sense Rebeca's mental presence, and that alone would be enough to pull off a minor feat of telekinesis.

Rebeca grinned. [color=crimson]"Alright, one, two, three!"[/color]

To the crowd of people watching, it was like the concrete dome had simply exploded. Groudons Avatar shoved with all the not inconsiderable strength that she had, and assisted by the column of molten rock and high pressure gases that punched through the crater floor, sending both pieces of concrete flying into the air, cracking and falling apart under the stress. Pieces and chunks rained down on the battlefield, along with the body of a single flailing individual. Much to the surprise of everyone, the attendants and their Pokemon managed to avoid the larger pieces. 

Landing heavily on the ground, Rebeca simply laid there for a second, groaning, then began pushing herself up and rubbing the back of her head. [color=crimson][i]Damn, girl has some [b]kick[/b] to her.[/i][/color] 

An attendant rushed over to her as she stood up, a slightly panicked expression on his face. "Are you alright, Miss? Miss Emry, is she..."

Rebeca chuckled, looking towards the crater, where the other Avatar was now crawling out. [color=crimson]"She's fine. Sorry about that, just wanted to have a little private chat with her."[/color] 

Emry quietly pulled herself out of the crater and found her mask lying on the ground nearby.

"Sorry things got a little weird there," the Avatar added. "I'm not sure if that was breaking the rules or anything, but I hope we can keep battling."

At this, Emry slipped her mask back on and stood up to face Rebeca, her stance still inexperienced, but at least it had a little more flair to it this time. Silver sparks gleamed around her as the minor bruises she had received healed.

"We're ready for the [b]real[/b] battle."

The attendant looked back and forth between them, still visibly concerned. "Its just, when you dropped that rock on you both, and then you were under there for an awfully long time..."

[color=crimson]"Yeah yeah, won't happen again."[/color] Rebeca shrugged off her jacket and tossed it into the attandants arms, her shirt following closely behind, leaving her standing in only a bra and shorts. 

Looking for a moment, the attendant flushed an averted his gaze. "Um, there are children watching this..."

Rebeca rolled her eyes. [color=crimson]"They ain't seeing anything they wouldnt see at a pool or the beach. Besides, I like that jacket, so look after it for me."[/color] Smiling broadly, Rebeca jerked her chin towards Emry. [color=crimson]"So, you wanna tussle, do ya kid?"[/color]

[i][color=e25822]And you said that you didn't like putting on a show.[/color]

[color=crimson]Shaddup.[/color][/i]

Emry was prepared to expect the unexpected, but she wasn't quite prepared for [i]that[/i]. Her cheeks flused as she gave Rebeca a puzzled look. Then, to follow in the footsteps of the more seasoned battler, the Avatar began to pull up her own shirt.

[i]"That won't be necessary, Em,"[/i] Solomon quickly cut in, not sure whether to laugh or regret every choice leading up to this event. [i]"Your clothing is more than appropriate for a battle... as was hers."[/i]

Emry's blush heated to a deeper red as she pulled her blouse back down, feeling like an idiot.

"Yeah, let's... uh, tussle."

Her grin revealing teeth, Rebeca widened her stance as white light began flowing down her arms and legs, shrouding and solidifying into claws on her hands and feet. [color=crimson]"Alright. Show me what you've got."[/color]

Emry's heart pounded, fueling her thoughts now that they were more focused. It looked like Rebeca was preparing for a hand-to-hand fight... not Emry's forte. Her best option would be to maintain distance between them as long as possible. The Avatar continued her go-to strategy, using her abilities to shove Rebeca's mind (and hopefully her body as well) with psychic power.

This time, Rebeca was ready for it. She had felt that pressure on her mind and body that signified when the girl was attacking. When the pressure came, she pushed through it, running forward and grinning wildly. Behind Emry, the ground cracked and hissed, and another column of magma erupted, this time at an angle to force her forward.

Emry's eyes widened as Rebeca barrelled through the attack like it was nothing. She heard the cracking earth a split second before the magma spewed toward her. Emry tried to duck out of the way of the attack, but she moved a little too slowly. The lava slammed into the back of her head, eliciting a scream of pain and causing her to tumble forward. The world began to fade for a moment... whatever that move was, it did a lot of damage to the Avatar of Jirachi. 

[i]What? That's it?[/i] The voice tickled the edges of Emry's consciousness. [i]It was just getting exciting! C'mon, wimp, you can't quit now![/i]

Emry gritted her teeth and forced herself back to reality to find Rebeca mere feet away and closing in fast. No time for strategy now, not even time to move... as if her pounding head were capable of movement, anyway. The girl grunted from the mental exertion as she poured the last of her strength into a powerful Psychic blast. She attempted to use Rebeca's momentum against her to send her flying past Emry and into the crevasse she had just ripped into the floor.


The sudden pull from behind caught Rebeca off guard, sending her tumbling into the crater. When she finally came to a stop, she couldn't help but laugh as she stood up. [color=crimson]"You improvised! That's good!"[/color] Reaching the top of the crater into two lunging strides, she swung at the smaller girl, electricity crackling around her fist.

"Mmkss," Emry replied, mouth full of a berry she managed to shove in while Rebeca was falling. She still felt exhausted and dizzy, but at least she was capable of standing after eating the refreshing berry. The Avatar was just about to return to her feet when her opponent came back with a sparking claw. Emry squeaked and closed her eyes, focusing her powers on the fist. If the plan worked out, Rebeca would end up punching herself instead. She had never attempted such a strategy, but she entered this Tournament to test and improve her skills, so this was the best time to try something new.


As though someone had pulled on her arm, Rebecas fist swerved to the side, putting her off balance. She instinctively spun with it, slamming back-first into the other girl and knocking them both over. Rolling onto her feet, Rebeca came up, waves of heat coming off her now, her markings glowing brightly as she smiled. [color=crimson]"Not bad, not bad. Here's your first lesson: ditch the fancy mask. If you want to hide your face, use something simple, like a ski mask."[/color] She shrugged. [color=crimson]"You'll look like you're thinking of robbing the place, but if you're already trying to hide, you've got other concerns. What you [b]don't[/b] want is something that will obscure your vision. If you can't see what the other guy is doing, then you're screwed."[/color]

A chunk of concrete off to Emry's right became illuminated in silver light, flying up towards her side.

Rebeca's words slowly made their way through Emry's fuzzy mind, as if wading through water. By the time their meaning became clear, the Avatar only had a split second to search for the implied attack, and she chose the wrong side. Emry collapsed back onto the ground as the rock pummeled the side of her chest. The girl panted from pain and exhaustion, and sweat that she couldn't wipe away seeped into her stinging eyes. She managed to find Rebeca's form through the haze.

"Thanks for the favor," Emry said hoarsely. "Now it's time for me to do you one. I forfeit!"

A couple seconds passed. And then, everything happened at once.

"We have a winner!" the announcer declared. "Becky has defeated Emry and will continue to the next round."

Before the commentator had finished, a small team of medics swarmed the field. Several attended to Emry, checking her vitals and spraying potions on her bleeding head. Solomon stood right outside the ring of nurses, watching closely but knowing there wasn't much he could do.

[i]"You should've tapped out as soon as she used a ground-type move.[/i]" the Lucario mentally grumbled. His stance and tone softened a bit. [i]"But, considering the situation, you handled the rest of the battle well. I'm proud of you.[/i]"

Emry smiled weakly. Then she relaxed, just letting the medics take care of her after the tense battle.


Grinning broadly, Rebeca relented when the attendant from before held out her jacket, tossing it to her on account of the wall of heat she was giving off. She approached the group of medics as she pulled her jacket on, letting it hang open. [color=crimson]"Hey kid!"[/color]

"Hmmm?" Emry mumbled, looking up lazily. Her wounds were quickly being healed, but she was still physically and mentally exhausted.

Meanwhile, a few medics approached Rebeca, assessing her wounds and applying a few potions.

She waved them off. Any scrapes she had could heal on their own. [color=crimson]"Not bad. Come see me tomorrow for lesson two. I'll go a little easier on you next time."[/color] She turned and headed towards the entrance tunnel, raising her hand in a wave. [color=crimson]"And I still owe you lunch when they let you go!"[/color]

[i][color=e25822]Admit it, I was right.[/color][/i]

Rebeca rolled her eyes at the smugness in Mikhail's voice. [i][color=crimson]Shaddup, you hunk of rock.[/color][/i]