Meanwhile Ty Dao had strayed. On the way to the restaurant she had taken her distracting little bit of Canadian speech craft and let her own sisters think on her strange accent. Atlas wouldn't have been fooled. Ty Dao had, of course, created several alliances and a few friendships inside the rotten old dictionary. one such word was Atlas. The word had taught her everything. Atlas knew all about the world outside and Ty Dao had sucked up all of the outside world information not already know, like a sponge with water. Another such alliance had been Ingenuity, but that alliance quickly was broken when Ingenuity sought to escape without Ty Dao. Ty Dao had destroyed all of her creations as a punishment. nobody left out obscenity. Lastly, Ty Dao thought to herself privately as she wandered off, was Sultry. Sultry, Nyoko she chose to be called, was a wonder to behold. Her body was as wonderful as Ty Dao's vocabulary and despite Ty Dao's apparent hatred for everyone she considered Nyoko a sister of sorts, a friend rather than a businesslike ally.<br/><br/>Still Nyoko was still in the book and if Ty Dao had anything to do with it Kenji would never call upon his wretched powers again. Slowly the redhead slunk away from the group as her sisters wondered what exactly she had said. The first thing to do was get money. Ty Dao needed money. Even when she had last been in the outside she had known of money. She had needed it to get around. She couldn't rely on the wimpy "master's" money of course. Who looked rich? "Fuckin stupid assholes... Who in this town would be carryin..." Ty Dao paused as she noted a well dressed businessman walking down the street. There was her target. Slowly she stepped to the businessman and tapped him on the shoulder, trying to look as wonderful and innocent as she could. While difficult Ty Dao could still look as such, attractive as well. "Hey there, young man. You looking for a good time? I promise i can make it worth your while. No charge, no foul, alright?"<br/><br/>The man hesitated and slowly presented his ring finger.<em>The fucker is married, dammit.</em>Ty Dao thought to herself. Immediately she sought to make herself more attractive,. pressing her breasts against the man. "What the misses doesn't know won't hurt her. Come on, mister. I promise i am free of charge. I'm just looking for a good time."<br/><br/>Reluctantly the man was pulled away by Ty Dao's feminine wiles. She asked him about a hotel, he led her to one. He paid for a room with an impressive wad of cash that Ty Dao knew came from an even larger treasure trove. When they got in the room Ty Dao smiled and slowly undid her top, pulling it down a bit. "So I never got your name..." The man was about to speak up with a sly smile on his face but Ty Dao cut in. "But I suppose it doesn't really matter you horrid adulterer. An asshole like you should be locked the hell away and made to look like shit!" Each swear Ty Dao spoke pressed the man against the bed, her power kicking in at only half power. "But thus is the way of obscenity I suppose. I can appreciate it as that is what I am... Time to go to sleep, SHITHEAD!" The man slammed into the cushion and his ears started to bleed as he lost consciousness. Ty Dao hadn't killed him but she doubted he would remember anything. A brief digging in his wallet showed Ty Dao's assumption to be correct. The man was loaded beyond belief. Traveler's checks, cards, cold hard cash. And what would you know... the man was forgetful as it was.... all of his pin numbers were on a little paper with flowery handwriting saying "In Case You Forget."<br/><br/>How cruel adultery was... How amazing Ty Dao lived it so well. Before long she had showered, a needed thing anyway, and left the hotel. The man would wake up with little if any recollection and wander off confused, but fine. Ty Dao hadn't used her full power. Soon enough Ty Dao would get things. She made for clothing shops first. The wimp of a man that she lived with wouldn't be able to make her happy. This man's credit cards, however, would. Soon enough Ty Dao was browsing silk outfits and expensive items at jewelry shops and clothes shops. She got some good food, better than the "master" would be able to afford. She would use all of the cards first until they bounced, then she would take the cash in her new designer purse. Soon enough Ty Dao wore jewelry and fancy dress and silk all over. She felt like a goddess, a filthy rich goddess. Now to get rid of the trouble. She swore at the cards and checks and they were gone. the cash couldn't be traced anyway so she stuck it in her new purse and wandered off towards the shop that Kenji had been going to. If only they knew how in trouble they were what with Ty dao now at her prime moment. She would rub it in Kodama's face that she was soooo much better.