"Oh bloody hell, where am I now?"


    An odd man stood still in a rather luxurious apartment it appeared, around him was gilded frames with paintings he had never heard of, a fire-place which looked to had never been used at all, silk sewn onto every spot he could sit in, a rather tall lady who had dyed her hair white, and far too much scented candles!


    "Oh, so you''re finally here! Lynda popped out just now to get your documents, but I''m sure I know you well enough to the point that we don''t need them!" The woman gestured towards one of her many chairs in the room, the man was rather confused but sat down anyway, he was awfully tired. "So, your name was Charlie, wasn''t it?"


    "It''s Henry actually, so if you don''t mind me asking... what''s going on?" Henry presented himself to be quite calm and composed despite how irregular of a situation he was in.


    "Oh the memo didn''t reach! I always say that classical magic is the way to go... but you know... machines are the new trend." The woman chuckled, she however raised her hands as if she was surprised. "I didn''t mean to drop the magic thing on you, it might be sort of hard to believe since it has basically become some sort of myth after all this time."


    perfect candidate.I thought I was apart of some sort of Goddess sperm bank without knowing it!"


    choreographer, right? And you just hate getting involvedwith kingpins." Amour stated, she gestured quotations for specific words. "Don''t worry, I won''t tell."


    don''twant to get involved. Well fret not, the world I''m sending you to is full of danger and you are perfectly equipped for it." Amour gave him a thumbs up, she assumed he was joking around with everything.