So...the review thank you section, which I'm sure is the reason why most of you review in the first place
Weiila - Yup. Lise sure was. ;.; I'm changing!! Please, I'm changing! *begs*
Halee - Wow. WOW. My first reviewer who didn't say anything bad! Yay~~!! *dances around in happiness* Thank you!
Rosa-Aquafire - Alright...I understand! That's why I posted the first chapter in the first place! ;.; And just for you, I've fitted in Hawk...somewhere in the very near future.
Hades - YAY! I LOVE YOU! *hug* Somebody who understood what I was getting at!! I can't tell you how much better that makes me feel...
Wind Mage - No...I'm pretty sure it's Heath. First time you've seen a K/L romance? Check out Those NOT Chosen By the Fairy by Weiila. A lot better than wasting your time on this, I can tell you that.
Holy_Knight - Wai~~~ thank you~~~ I've been working hard on this especially for you. I can't believe people actually like this...
Yeah. So anyway...
There's going to be references to different languages, because Joker's just like that. They are...
-niichan = Japanese for brother (very cute way of saying it)
je = French for I
je m'appelle = French for My name is
I had to learn html all by myself ;.; What about all the pleas I made?? I asked so many people...but...none of them answered... I personally think there should be a one return tag thing, but anyway...
Lise's good nature had considerably dropped ever since Duran joined the party. The first time she had met him, he had let them out of a jail cell. Of course, that was a good thing, but she had to admit insulting people who were only doing their job wasn't the way to go.
Fortunately, Angela was there to keep his ego in check.
"No...that way looks better..." Duran pointed to a direction with his sword. Angela gave him this disbelieving look.
"You idiot! Did fighting those wolves mess up what's left of your mind?" She pouted.
"That's the way we came!" Duran grumbled.
"Hey...it all looks the same you know!"
"No it doesn't!"
"Yes it-"
"No it doesn't!"
"Fine fine..." Duran went in another direction. Angela smiled behind his back. Speaking of wolves...
"Kevin, um...I know this is kind of rude, but..." The half beastman looked at her questioningly. "Are you alright with killing those werewolves? I mean, you are one yourself..." Kevin gave her a small grin.
"They already dead!" He replied cheerfully. Lise raised an eyebrow. "Spirits...bad beastmen come back," The wolf explained with his broken speech. "We fight, they die, come back tomorrow." Lise sweatdropped.
"Uh...that's kind of spooky..." She thought out loud. Kevin shook his head.
"Every day...same. Me an' others...used to it!" Lise had a crude yet sad remark in her head that groaned: I don't think I'll ever understand beastmen. Duran slashed open another chest. It exploded into his face. He blinked questioningly. And started to turn red as the magician behind him sighed in exasperation.
"Duran...I told you, you shouldn't open chests..." Angela, her arms folded, gave him another look. The knight flustered even more. He pulled out the prize. His face automatically fell.
"I...got a Stardust Herb?" He said, hesistantly. Angela sighed, and looked around.
"Uh...Lise? Kevin?" She searched some more. "Ehh...I think we lost them..." Duran groaned.
"Let's go look for them. They probably just had another chat and forgot about moving forward." He brushed off leftover bomb dust. Angela arched a delicate eyebrow.
"So you know them that well, eh?" She asked, her mind wondering how he had the brain capacity. Duran nodded.
"You'd think they were married or something, I don't know," Duran got up from the ground, and started walking back from where the two had came from. Angela moved a step with him, and stopped.
Kyahahahaha...why, you must be Angela... A voice with a smooth blend of accents laughed. Angela looked back. Nothing. Accents? There was only one language on this world since a long time!
"Hey...Duran, did you notice that?" She asked, as Duran whirled around. "Hmm...you mean that weird feeling we're getting followed? Yeah." "No! I meant the voice-"
Princess...traveling with the Mana hero wanna-bes, eh? You have absolutely no relation with Deathjester-niichan, but...
Angela yelled. She looked back at Duran, who was shaken by her scream. "You...how could you not hear that? It's so creepy and-"
Koren-san was one of my summoners...I guess je should take care of you...
The air distorted like a drop of water falling on a lake. As if the world was one ocean, a foot clad in an elvish-like shoe slipped out from the air. Following came the hands...
I am...the one called the Master of the Cards...
The entire body relieved itself of the grasping air. Opening her brilliant magneta eyes, the woman was wearing an outfit similar to Deathjester.
"Je m'appelle...Deathjoker, sister of Deathjester-niichan," Her voice echoed lightly through the air. This completely surprised the duo.
"You...are..." Duran flinched. Deathjoker smirked at him.
"What, going on?!" Kevin scrambled through the bushes, following right behind him Lise. The girl smirked.
"Aiyaiyai...and here's two Mana Heroes..." She flicked out a deck.
"Angela, Duran! Who is she?" Lise asked, turned towards them. Duran unsheathed his sword.
"Deathjester's...sister!" He growled, and faced the woman. "Why...Why are you here?!" She laughed again, this time remarkably chilly in her tone. She dangled out a puppet...a puppet on strings. The cards from her deck fluttered to the ground. Deathjoker looked back up, and smiled mischieviously. Duran's ears popped as he was knocked to the ground. The impact caused his vision to blur with a red gauze, and he heard Angela shriek,
"DURAN--!" It was a piercing cry, and Duran heaved himself from the ground. His eyes widened. His mouth started to open at the figure he saw above him, the one whose fist dripped with blood. However, Lise finished his thought. She whispered,
"K...Kevin?"
