<span style="color: #80FF80"><div style="text-align: center;">~*~ Meanwhile in the Silver Hare Club ~*~</div></span><br/><br/>The new arrival smiled at Anthony as he began to set out his tool bag on a nearby table taking out one instrument at a time. Slowly checking each one. With delicate ease. It was a dance they always played more often then not it unnerved the man on the table enough that the actual torture wasn’t required. In this case it did enough.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">”PLEASE”</span>the man gasped in fear, begging. His voice filled with tears a moment before they flooded down his face. He sobbed and Anthony smiled. Watching from a safe distance.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF80">”Remove his tongue first Cor, I don’t want to hear him speak again, then leave him with an impression of what happens should the rules of my club be disrespected. I wand the damage to Alivia take out of his hide. Make it slow,”</span>Anthony said accepting the scotch that Derick handed him. He took a sip as he watched Cor take a large knife from amongst the panel of instruments and a restraint that looked more like a mussel with spikes.<br/><br/>Anthony watched with open delight as Cor forced Arden’s jaw open and inserted the device. Forcing his teeth open until he could pull the man’s tongue out. Anthony could have laughed at the man’s fruitless fighting, but the restraints helped him still. The man screamed but that too was fruitless and muffled by the force being exerted to keep his jaw locked open. The knife slid from under the man’s tongue and in one quick slice took the organ clean off. Thus began the slow meticulous torture of their now silent prisoner.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF80"><div style="text-align: center;">~*~ Back to the Mall ~*~</div></span><br/><br/>Liane wandered through the mall making a list of all the things they would need. A lot of it she could pick out herself as she went. Jewelry was easy. By the time she finished the eight jewelry stores in the mall she had dropped well over four grand already and was loaded down with bags. The other things wouldn’t be so easy to shop for, purses were personal. same with undergarments. She noted the four stores that sold those that she would take Magdalene to. As she finished the last round of stores on her way back she had a list of four dress shops, eight normal clothing shops and two designer shops she planned on taking Magdalene too to try on clothing.<br/><br/>Overall their shopping day would take them well into the evening as it was. Liane made her way back to the shoe store to see how Kristof and Magdalene were making out. She hoped that the two hours she’d spent away from the shop had given Magdalene enough time to try out every pair of shoes she could and make her decision.<br/><br/>————<br/><br/>Kristof waited patiently for Magdalene to sit and remove her shoes. Before he knelt in front of her and gingerly picked up her foot to examine it making mental notes on width and length, height, arch, and all the other things he would need to make her comfortable in her everyday shoes.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBFFF">”These shoes won’t be comfortable, but you’ll need to choose at least two pairs that you can walk in. I’m certain either Liane or Anthony will take you to a function within a week and you will need to be dressed to impress, trust me nothing ruins careers faster then a bad impression,”</span>Kristof began as he slid the black pumps onto her feet and began to do up the delicate laces. He regarded her for a moment as she asked her question,<span style="color: #FFBFFF">”I met Liane in fashion school over twelve years ago, she was my TA during my first year cosmetic class. We clicked right away, see Liane’s brother was my boyfriend at the time, were now married. So Liane isn’t just a friend, she’s my sister.”</span>he explained with a soft smile.<br/><br/>Kristof finished with lacing the two shoes on her feet and rose,<span style="color: #FFBFFF">”Now take a small walk around the store and remember how these feel, we’ll try on the other pairs and then you can choose,”</span>he said with a bright encouraging smile.<br/><br/>Kristof continued to talk as he worked. Letting her try on one pair at a time, take a small walk and setting them back in the box until all six pairs were tried and tested.<span style="color: #FFBFFF">”Anthony on the other hand is a man I only met six years ago when Liane signed on with him,”</span>Kristof began to tell her he could sense that she really wanted to know about her boss more then anything else.<span style="color: #FFBFFF">”Anthony is an interesting man, he’s quiet and intimidating at first. Once you get to know him however, he’s sweet and caring. He’ll do anything to keep his employees safe and he is never shy to spend money on them. He treats his girls right that one. As far as them types go, he’s the only one I’d actually say I like. Most of the others of his ilk are not worth their weight in dung!”</span><br/><br/>Kristof went on like that as they finished up the last pairs of shoes before he went back to the back again leaving Magdalene to think over her choices and pick the shoes she’d want. He returned a short while later with another armload of boxes which he neatly pilled next to the boxes she had not chosen.<br/><br/>————<br/><br/>All the while Gerome stood silently behind Magdalene always watching. His presence was more felt then noticed. He did not speak at all during this time. He listened and watched as other customers drifted in and out of the boutique and where helped by Kristof’s staff. He kept an eye out and watched over Magdalene, hoping his presence would help her feel more comfortable in this strange new world.<br/><br/>————<br/><br/>It was then that Liane walked back into the store and set down the dozen bags she held.<span style="color: #FF8080">”Ahhh Kristof I see you’ve already gone on to something more comfortable then. What has she chosen thus far?”</span>Liane said taking a look at Magdalene and the boxes that Kristof had just finished setting down.