Thank you for you guys who are keeping up with this, sorry this chapter's no one of my best :P but enjoy it anyway.

-Spazzy

Gray let out a sigh, "I'll show you a guest room, Blaise. I have to make sure Nightmare takes his medicine." Which he won't and I'll have to force him to, The assassin added in his mind.

Blaise shrugged and stood, "sure thing." And followed him up the stairs to the guest quarters. He left her in a room telling her there was sleeping wear in the closet if she wished to use and went to Nightmare's office.

He couldn't help but wonder what his boss was up to. Another foreigner so soon after Alice? It was almost as if her were trying to destroy the Game, or at least damage it irreparably. Gray let out another sigh at the sight of work Nightmare hadn't done. He hadn't been expecting anything less but he always hoped.

He went into the adjoining room, noticing the medicine that Nightmare had taken. Unusual, but he did it occasionally when he did very little work, as if to say sorry to his assistant. Gray returned to the office and got to work signing the papers. Being the lord of Clover Tower as well as the caterpillar made Nightmare have a lot of paperwork; Gray didn't exactly blame him for not wanting to do it.

He'd made it through maybe half when Julius walked in. "Who's in our guest room?" he asked bluntly.

Gray let out yet another sigh, "Nightmare's brought in a new foreigner." He held up a hand when Julius opened his mouth in protest. "I don't know why, I don't know what he was thinking but her name's Blaise Everdeen and as far as can see, she's nothing like Alice."

Julius closed his mouth into a hard line before simply nodding and walking off. For a man of few words, that action said a lot.

Just as he was about to start working again, a soft knock came at the door. "Come in." he called, wondering who would actually knock here.

Blaise's red hair peeked around the door. She grinned, "Hey Gray." She stepped fully inside and closed the door, looking around the room curiously.

"Blaise," He put the pen down, giving the foreigner his full attention. "What do you need?"

She shrugged, "Oh nothing, I'm just not tired." She glanced away from the bookshelf she was studying to examine his pile of paperwork. "Do you need some help?"

That was surprising, he barely knew her and she was offering to help. Maybe she was more like Alice than he'd realized. He smiled at her, "That'd be great, Nightmare never does his work and I end up with it"

Blaise laughed, sitting next to him, "I'm not surprised. He seems like that type." She picked up a pen and a stack of papers.

"Just sign them with 'Nightmare' it doesn't really matter if it looks like his signature since barely anyone actually knows what it looks like." Gray said with a small laugh.

She grinned up at him and started on the paperwork. "So does anyone else live in this tower, or is it just you and Nightmare?"

Without looking up he replied, "Julius Monrey lives here. He's the clockmaker."

"So what does that translate into if clocks are hearts?"

She was intuitive, that was good. She might actually last here. "Clocks can be fixed. When someone dies the clocks are brought to Julius and he fixes them so their owner can be reborn."

"So no one dies here?" She asked incredulously, her eyes wide when she looked up at him. The low lighting made the green in her eyes sparkle.

Damn it he thought, I'm already attracted to her. The gift of the foreigners, enticing everyone they meet. "No, our roles will come back. But they won't have our memories, or our experiences. But they would have our names, our faces." He explained.

"That's… kind of creepy. It's like amnesia, when someone loses their memories but they look the same still but they act differently…"

Gray nodded, that sounded about right. "Most foreigners don't like the idea of it. Those of us raised here are rather free with our weapons and our lives because we'll be reborn."

She frowned, her eyebrows scrunching together. "But you wouldn't be you anymore?"

Gray shrugged, "its how we grew up, with that mentality, it's hard to think of it differently when that's what life's like here."

Blaise nodded, "It's like a different culture, and you were raised differently than us so you'll see things differently." Gray nodded, she understood better than Alice had.

After that they moved to less serious topics, signing Nightmare's name on stacks of papers and enjoying each others company, comparing their worlds occasionally when Blaise ran into something curious and talking about the people they knew.