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Part 3
DD banged on the door. "Ay, Valen! Get your arse out here, there's a new girl who wants to meet you!"
No answer.
DD banged on it again. "VALEN GET THAT TAILED ARSE OUT HERE BEFORE I BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN AGAIN!"
"Calm down, Demon, I'm coming!"
Erin nearly fainted when she heard that voice. THAT VOICE!
The door swung open, and standing in the doorway was a six foot tall, muscular man with long red hair, wearing a white t-shirt and a plaid jacket, faded blue jeans, and thin glasses.
He looked...normal!
"Valen, you're still wearing your glasses." DD said, mono-tone. "And hasn't Tanky told you not to wear your ball cap when you're inside the temple?"
"Huh?" the tiefling blinked as DD deftly removed the the hat and the reading glasses.
"There, better." the girl smiled. "Anywho, this is Erin, she's new here and she wanted to meet you.
"Oh." the tiefling smiled briefly at Erin. "How are you this evening, my lady?"
Erin then proceeded to faint.
DD giggled at the unconscious fan-girl.
"Gets 'em everytime, eh Valen?"
The tiefling sighed at his friend's disregard for the fact that Erin was beginning to bleed. "Demon."
"What?" the ADHD Demonic blinked at the tiefling for a moment before looking down at the slowly growing puddly of blood. "Oh. Well, pick her up and let's get her back to Tanky." Valen nodded and easily slung the unconscious Erin over his shoulder.
The two began to walk back to the Common Room in a companionable silence, until a red-headed elf ran up to them. No, not the Seer; this girl was taller, plumper, her hair was pulled back into a loose bun and she was carrying a plate of chocolate cake.
"Hey, Drima." Elizabeth and Valen said in unison.
"H-hey guys, where's the cake eating closet?" Drima asked, eyes wild, and repeatedly looking behind her.
"Uhm...you passed it. It's about three hallways down the way you came."
"GAH!" was all Drima could say as suddenly four more girls ran down the hallway;
"DRIMA GIVE US THE CAKE!" an elf with dark skin and hair, named Dirtsa, cried.
"Yeah, its not fair-"
"-that you get to-"
"-eat it all."
These two were Meeszy Alexy and Tashah, two elves who looked the exact same and (despite not being related in the slightest) acted like identical twins.
The third, Eridhan, one of the only humans in this entire joint, knocked an arrow enchanted with Hold Person and loosed it expertly; it hit Drima in the shoulder, forcing her to freeze in place.
"HAHAHA! OUR CAKE NOW, BIATCH!" Tashah screamed loudly as she and Meeszy caught up to Drima, Dirtsa on their heels.
"We might want to run, my lady." Valen muttered out the side of his mouth to DD, who nodded in agreement.
The two did a small tap dance before slipping into another hall-way; the last thing they say was Meeszy beginning to sing her ballad of the Dracolich and the Gelatinous Cube as punishment to Drima for stealing the cake.
"Seer Tanky," DD saluted as they entered the Common Room. "Lady Erin swooned and bashed her head open.
With a sigh, Tanky replied, "I knew we should have replaced the marble with some groovy carpeting."
"With all do respect, Seer Tanky," DD said nervously. "Your idea of 'groovy' is actually un-groovy to many of the girls here."
"That's the price I pay for being the only one with a sense of style," Tanky said with a long sigh. "I mean, honestly;" she waved a hand towards her own robes, then towards DD's black leather armor.
"Ay, that hurts." DD winced very visibly. "My armor is very in style!"
"In the Underdark, maybe." Tanky said briskly. "But no matter, we need to heal Erin." she snapped her fingers Erin's boo-boo was made all better. "Kay, shimmy her up the stairs and put her to bed, kiddos, I've got a date."
"With Imloth?" DD put her hands on her hips and glared at her Seer, who nodded bashfully. "Again?"
"He's a very nice man, for a male." Tanky objected, bristling slightly.
"That makes about as much sense as why this story is being written."
"AYE! NO BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL!"
