[center][h2][color=8882be]Ray Clayton - Madjick[/color] / [color=6ecff6]Kotov Yurievich - Blitzkrieg[/color][/h2][/center]

	Madjick almost immediately scoffed [s]Myrtle Gardner[/s] Wallflower expressed her concern about his wellbeing, as he was obviously in pain, what with the blood trickling down the side of his head and the fact that he was being carried by someone who was no less than four inches shorter than his good self. [color=8882be]"I'm going to be fiiiiiiine."[/color], he said, looking at Kotov, who was rolling his eyes at the sorcerous cape's antics. [color=8882be]"It takes much more than that to take me down. Or to keep me down. I'm not sure what it should be..."[/color]

	[color=6ecff6]"You always get me so worried when you stay out too long, friend."[/color], Kotov said with an air of concern in his voice. [color=6ecff6]"Aaaaand, yeah, I sound like your mom..."[/color]

	Ray snickered. [color=8882be]"That's soooo sweet."[/color] After a second of silence, the man looked at Myrtle, and then stuck his tongue out in a joking manner. [color=8882be]"Oh my, Kotie. You didn't tell me that you had a girl..."[/color]

	[color=6ecff6]"Dude, we just met a few hours ago..."[/color]

	[color=8882be]"WELL!"[/color], Madjick said with more enthusiasm than one would think to come from someone who got bashed on the head with a stone covered sword. [color=8882be]"That's how it usually starts! Maybe I should join the PRT after all..."[/color]

	Kotov sighed in apparent disappointment on his friend. Ray was always a teaser, and... well, that was how showed affection. [color=6ecff6]"Well, the streets are not safe to be alone in this late. Someone got eaten last night, and... my mom makes the best jasmine tea in the entire city."[/color]

	In other words... "wanna come"?