Location in Mansion- Training room<br/>Time- A little past one<br/>Players- Angel and Syn<br/><br/>Angel thought for a moment and then nodded,<strong>"Your right I should be getting out more. If you would give me a few moments to change and clean up?"</strong>she asked glancing down at herself. Her clothes damp from the fight, droplets of blood stained her shirt and her lips still. She wasn't sure why he laughed at her. Though she supposed that her odd views and understanding of the world could bring humors thoughts. It wasn't the first time she had been laughed at. But she didn't let it get to her, in fact there wasn't much of anything that seemed to faze her.<br/><br/>As the walked she didn't seem to feel any ill after affect from their sparing match.<strong>"Wrap my head?"</strong>she asked but shook her head,<strong>"You know I'm beginning to believe that people from this time make up words or sayings because they no longer have anything intelligent or interesting anymore. What's up, dude, halla back, bling, who's your daddy. Honestly why can't they just speak actual English?"</strong>she said shaking her head as they made their way through the house once more.