(A/N Merry Christmas, Merry Yule and Joyeux Noël everybody! Here in Sweden we celebrate Christmas today (24/12). Or I don't celebrate Christmas, since I'm a wiccan, but you get the point.

Chapter 7: A Job

"Where did you say that we're going?" Cashmére asked Joseph. Again.

"Sally Mullin's." Joseph answerd, "It opend for only a year ago, but it is the best place to look at if you want to find something. As a work, or a room in the Ramblings..."

Cashmére grimaced. "But it sounds shabby!" she protested.

"That is the charming thing with it." Joseph said. Cashmére moaned, but gave in.

"Fine." she muttered.

About an hour later, Joseph and the very shocked Cashmére was at Sally Mullin's Ale House.

"It's not that bad." Cashmére said when they had entered. Joseph smiled.

"Of course it isn't bad!" he replied, "I think it's really cozy, infact."

"Hmmm."

"What?"

"Maybe 'cozy' isn't the right word." Cashmére said. Joseph roled his eyes.

"Just come here." he told her, "We can't just stand here all night."

Cashmére followed. Joseph went stright to Sally herself.

"Hello, Joseph." she said, "What do you want today, then?"

"Cashmére, come here!" Joseph said, and dragged Cashmére with him. "She's searching for and apartment... and a job, so we thought that we perhaps thought that we could get something to drink and eat and... eh, talk to some people."

"A date then, basically?" Sally asked. Cashmére blushed, and Joseph felt a little awkward.

"No, not really." he replied. Sally shrugged.

"Fine." she said, "However, what do you want?"

"Two beers and two barelycake, please." Joseph replied. Sally nodded, and in less than five minutes they got their beer and barelycake.

"By the way, miss..."

"Cashmére."

"Cashmére- nice name by the way- I may know a work for you." Sally said.

"You do?" Joseph asked, "Where?"

"There is this bookshop at the Wizard Way..." Sally begun, "I got a friend who's working there."

"That sounds exellent!" Joseph said, and turned to Cashmére. "If it is at the Wizard Way, Marcia can follow you."

"It's called Wyvald's Witchy Bookshop." Sally continude, "If you're interested. Tell her- Lizzie- that Sally sent you."

"Sounds good, thank you, Sally." Joseph said.

"And by the way, six pence." Sally replied.

"What?"

"For the food. Six pence." Sally laughed.

"Of course!" Joseph picked out the money, "Here you go, Sally."

Sally gave him a short nod, and Joseph and Cashmére settled down at a table.

"Now there only one thing left; somewhere for you to live." Joseph replied.

Cashmére grimaced. "There's probably nowhere, anyways." she said.

"I'm sure there is somewhere." Joseph replied.

"You did find a work for her!?" Marcia exclaimed, shocked. "Who on earth..?"

"Sally Mullin." Joseph said.

"Cashmére Tanner will work at Sally Mullin's Ale House?" Marcia wondered.

"No, Sally Mullin told us about a work." Joseph corrected her.

"Where will she work, then?" Marcia asked.

"Wyvald's Witchy Bookshop." Joseph answerd. Marcia groaned.

"But that is at the Wizard Way." she said.

"That's the good thing." Joseph replied, "You can follow her to work."

"What?!"

"You heard me."

"Joseph, why do you hate me?" Marcia groaned.

"She's not that bad, Mar." Joseph said, "And besides, you only need to do it until we've found a home to her."

"Fine." Marcia sighed. "But only until that she gets a home of her own."

"Thank you, Mar." Joseph replied.

"But why can't you follow her?"

"Because I work in the Port, Mar." Joseph said, "You know that."

Marcia groaned again. "Fine."

"And I don't like your attitude, Mar." Joseph added. Marcia grimaced.

"That one's too far- you sound exactley like mum." Marcia said

"Maybe I do." Joseph replied, but then he smiled. "C'mon Mar, smile a little! I haven't seen you smile for ages."

Marcia sighed heavily. "And you have to take things more serious, Jose." she said, "Life isn't just a game."

"No, it isn't." Joseph said. "But come here, give me a hug."

He hugged her, and Marcia answered the hug.

"How is it ging with her?" Marcia whispered.

"What?"

"Cashmére, you idiot!"

"I don't understand what you are-"

"Jose, I'm not blind." Marcia said, "You're in love with her!"

She didn't need to see Joseph's face to know that she was right.

"Mar, that is so not your buisniss..." Joseph replied. Marcia crossed her arms.

"Isn't it?" she asked, "Y'know, now when Rodrian has moved back and Maximilian is planning to, I'd like to have a sister in law that I will actually meet."

"Marcia!" Joseph gasped, "That was-"

"True?" Marcia replied, "Jose, I can see how you are looking at her."

"Okay, okay." Joseph muttered, "She is quite attractive."

"I knew it!" Marcia radiated triumph.

"But hush, okay?" Joseph said. Marcia roled her eyes.

"Never planned to say anything, anyways." she replied.

Then a shriek and a loud bang was heard from the hall, and Joseph and Marcia rushed to see what it was. Soon they fond out what; it was Cashmére that had shrieked. Someone had kicked in the door, and now two guards from te Eastern Snowplains was there. They could see that they were from the Eastern Snowplains at once since each of them held those staffs that was typicall for the Eastern Snowplains in their hands. One of them had captured Cashmére. Joseph and Marcia exchangd glances, but then Marcia sent out a spell towards the guard who held Cashmére. The spell shocked the guard, but it didn't hurt him very much. Joseph took Cashmére's hand, and dragged her away frm the guards.
"Are you alright?" he asked. Cashmére nodded. Marcia did a violent gesture and the mirror at the wall smashed the guard ,who was the one that had captured Cashmére, in the head. He fell down at the floor and groaned, but didn't rise up again. Then Marcia tried to transfix the other guard, but it didn't work very well. The guard swore, but then he noticed that he could move. He did a gesture with his staff and Marcia's attepmt to transfix him backfyred at her. The guard was just about to hit Marcia in the head with his staff when Cashmére rose her hand. She shouted out some words in a language that either Joseph and Marcia understood (latin, if you wonder). Slowly, the guard froze. Then Cashmére turned to Marcia and once again she said some words and Marcia got freed from the transfixation. Marcia sighed with relief.
"Thank you." she said to Cashmére.

"No problems." Cashmére replied and tried to smile.

"I don't want to interupt, but we really should get out of here." Joseph said. Marcia and Cashmére agreed.

"But where?" Cashmére asked. Marcia looked at Joseph, but Joseph shrugged.

"I don't know." he said, "They'd probably searh there, anyways."

"Maybe I got an idéa." Marcia said thoughtfully.

"You do?" Joseph asked.

"There's this ordinary wizard- apprentice." Marcia answered, "Endor. I think that we maybe could live with her- only for a while."

"I like that idéa." Joseph nodded, "But where do she live?"

"In the Port." Marcia said. Cashmére frowned.

"But Immortalitatem is in the Port." she protested.

"The Port is huge, Cassie." Joseph said, not noticing that he used a nickname for Cashmére. "They won't find us... I meant you."

"Are you sure?" Cashmére asked.

"Absolutley." Joseph replied.

(A/N That was everything for today!)