Welcome to Gaia! ::

(( Make me switch to Rasa ~_~ And you know, she did actually already tell Tama that she and Tika were once a couple. ))

Rasa gave Tamara the briefest of pecks on the cheek. "If I was to tell you the whole story, it would take a long time, so I'll settle for the short version. Me and Oxy were once lovers, yes. But we split up a long time ago. We were bound to this creature, a sort of semi omnipotent being, something went wrong and it had to be killed. From the start Ti- Oxy had this amulet, he'd never understood it. Well it turned out that amulet provided his power, and was strong enough to fool even the being into thinking she was providing the power." She pasued for a small breath. "So now it provides for both of us. And to answer your question more directly, we have the same powers, but we're more skilled and less skilled at different areas. Example, Tika can morph into any damn thing he likes. All I can manage is a wolf, a bird, and something that resembles a bi-pedal wolf on steroids."

A yellow Ducati 748 ripped up to the gates, giving a last high pitched rev as it stopped at the gates. The engine idled as the man known only as 'Machina Facticius' surveyed the mansion.
His mind was filled with one thought. The current location of the supposed Godfather of this place, one 'Oxymoron'.
It didn't take him long to spot the comm device, and he kicked down the stand on his bike and climbed off to use the comm.
He gave the button a small push and awaited a reply.

An insistent beeping at his wrist alerted him to the gates. Tika had spent the past day onboard the Ocarina. He found the beds to be most comfortable and could hardly roll out. Eventually he hit the floor and quickly stood, brushing himself off.
He raised his wrist-device ( *changes name* ninja ) to his face, speaking into the small mic.
What Tika did not know was that his ship's hull would block the signal. The Ocarina instead intercepted and transmitted the signal automatically.

"This is Willam Haynes of Kindersley Computers Incorporated. Please hold, someone is on the way."

He hastily exited the ship -a task that took a minute itself- and made his way into the rear of the mansion. He did this so as to appear as having been in the mansion the whole time, like a sneaky sneaky ninja.
He reached the front gates a full two minutes after first receiving the comm alert.
He stopped in his tracks as he reached the gates and identified the man standing there. "We're doomed." He commented, already breaking out into a grin as he gave the command for the gates to open.
"You old dog. What in blue blazes are you doing here!?"

He gave a grin as he stepped past the gates and grabbed Oxy, hugging him and slapping his back.

"'Sup Oxy ya ********!? Haha, figured I'd never catch up with ya, eh? You know I always keep my promises."

After taking his shower and cleaning up, shaved, brushed teeth, got dressed and fixed up his hair. Mark stepped out of the bathroom and spread his towel at the bottom half of his bed, sitting at the left side and putting on his boots, tying the laces. Pulling the legs of his jeans over the boots and folding them up, showing the inside of the material used for the jeans. Wiping his boots a little, he stood up and approached the closet, taking out and putting on his gun holster, strapping it on. He adjusted it, feeling sort of like a cop getting ready for work. He winced at the thought. Mark took out a light jacket, slipping it on and zipping it up halfway. Grabbing his watch, he left his room, turning off the light on his way out.

*She got out of the car after Crim had parked it in the garage. She looked at Crim and nodded at what she said to her.* I was happy to go. And I bet it has been a while since you had went you stay so busy most of the time. I'm not sure who works there either anymore, I'm not even sure if Mark still works there or not.

Well, I'm glad to hear that you were happy. We'll have to do that again sometime, hopefully, without me falling asleep on the counter.

*Crim nodded and stretched again, a few popping sounds being made by her joints as she did so. She was sure that Mark worked there still...but she also felt kinda bad that he had spent so much time at the mansion rather than a job that actually paid him. Odd that it was a cop that he worked for, or rather ironic. But hell, was Reese even still with the GPD? Or had he quit or gotten his a** killed by some psycho with a gun? The thought of the BlackIce Tavern under new management brought a chill to Crim's spine. It was a bit of an unsettling thought...or rather, it was quite definately one helluva unsettling thought.

With a brief yawn, the girl grinned at Mika one more time before heading into the mansion, her hands locked behind her head other than to open doors and such*

Well, I think that I hear my bed calling me now, so I'm gonna head off. Too much in one day...

*She followed Crim up the stairs and told her good night. She then looked out the front door seeing Mark leave she sighed and headed into the game room and set down.*