Fuse- *He enters the room...not trying to be overly quiet until he notices that she's asleep...once he finds out, his noise level tones down quite a bit...he's carrying two cloth satchels...both full with food...rations...equipment...**He sets one bag on the bed in the inn room, and the other on the floor opposite to Karrah. On the one on the bed, from it he pulls a few food items...placing them each individually on the cloth sheets...what looks like fresh-baked bread, some other choice items...nothing overly elaborate, especially considering what he was accustumed to...**He removes, quite delicately, something that still has steam coming off of it, something hot...**He kneels down, and places the wooden plate with what looks to be a decent sized piece of steak on it by Karrah's head, hoping the scent alone will wake her up, so he won't have to.*

Karrah- *the smell of the food wakes her from her sleep...she blinks sleepily, the aroma filling her senses...* Mmm....*her eyes fix on the plate as she uncurls her sore, still asleep, body and stretches a bit....Then she quickly reaches out for the food, not even looking up when she speaks* Hello, Fuse...

Fuse- *He laughs a little bit...and then leans down, beginning to undo her handcuffs...* I'll let you out of these for a while.*He says, calmly...* BUt don't think I won't be watching you. And come night time, they are definately going back on.*His words are definate, but not harsh.* Oh yeah...*He goes up to the bag on the bed, and removes two bottles, one of a white liquid, one of an orange.* Orange juice or milk. Your choice. I'll drink whatever you don't.

Karrah- *she looks at the two bottles, head tilted as she considers...having never had orange juice before, and milk only a long time in the past, she cannot discide...After a long moment she shrugs* Milk, please...*then picks up the steak with her fingers, not seeming to notice or care that it's still hot...and begins to eat it...*

Fuse- *He nods and sets the milk down by her, then flopping down into his chair once more, opening the bottle of orange juice and taking a long drink of it...*

Karrah- *she tears at the meat, chewing greatfully at the warm food..* Thank you...*she smiles at m between bites...Only pausing to drink the milk when her mouth becomes almost to dry to chew...*

Fuse- Don't worry about it.*He shrugs a little...craning his neck once more.* People here are real idiots, you know that? Naturally I couldn't buy a damn thing with that neon toilet paper I used for money back home, so I had to trade some stuff for gold pieces.

Karrah- *she blinks and looks up at him while she chews the last bite of her food....* *she swallow and takes a drink before speaking* Neon toilet paper? *she drinks more of the milk, incredbly thirsty after the meal....she finishes it off and, having forgoten her previous question, asks another* What did you trade? And what did you buy...? *tilts her head...then blushes and ducks her head when she realizes it's really none of her business...*

Fuse- *He shrugs a little...* Let's just say there's some merchant runnin' around with a pair of beaten up High Tops as a status symbol...*He chuckles a bit...* I must've made about 1000% profit in that exchange...*He laughs at himself, and then shrugs...* I bought food, obviously. Some drinks. I bought a flask for you, too. I figure sooner or later the time going to come when I go to fight this LavaGod guy, so there's going to be travelling involved. It'll help if you have a decent supply of equipment.

Karrah- *she looks startled at his words* Fight LavaGod? You know magic...? *she looks surprised, and a little hopefull...*

Fuse- Huh?*He blinks...* Magic? What the hell is this, a fairy tale? *He shakes his head.* I don't believe in magic. This LavaGod guy is probably just some scumbag crime boss. Nothing new.

Karrah- *she looks down, then nods* Yeah...8she doesn't say anything more...she just sits there, not knowing what else to do..*

Fuse- Something wrong?*He asks.*

Karrah- *she blinks, looking up* No...*she shakes her head, then falls silent again*

Fuse- Well...okay...*He nods, and then motions to thesack on the bed.* If you're still hungry, feel free. I bought more than enough.

Karrah- *she nods, eyeing the sack...She starts to get up from the floor, then plops back on the floor....she tilts her head, watching Fuse...as if considering something...*

Fuse- *He blinks at her odd behavior, but doesn't say anything, watching her partly out of caution, and partly out of curiosity, wondering why her actions have been so bizarre...*

Karrah- *she raises a hand, almost as if reaching out for the sack on the bed..even though it's way out of reach...* *She utters a few words softly, almost inaudible...And the bad lifts off the bed and slowly, but surely, floats through the air and into her outstretched hand..*

Fuse- *He arches an eye...and then shakes his head a little, blinking...* Well, I guess I was wrong. But technically, I'd wrap that up to telepathy. There's no such thing as 'magic.' *He shakes his head...adamant in the topic...* I consider that...well...*thinks...apparently thrown off* Psychokenesis, at best.

Karrah- It's magic. A friend taught me before LavaGod killed her for it. *she opens the bag and sifts through it*

Fuse- *Shakes his head...* Whatever...*Rolls his eyes a little, not OVERLY impressed...Especially since telepathy is refined to an art where he's from, and that wasn't too far off...*

Karrah- *she tosses the bag aside, not really hungry anymore...* *she tilts her head, as if listening to something...then gets to her feet, moving over to the window...looking out...*

Fuse- *He cranes his neck again, frowning at the constant pain he's been feeling there lately...**He looks towards her direction to where she's looking out the window, and dares to ask a few questions.* How's that mask connected?

Karrah- *she shrugs, looking down* I don't know...I wasn't concious when LavaGod put the it on me...And no one has been close enough to me since then to even look at it closely...I sure can't get the damned thing off...

Fuse- *He blinks...* Can I look at it?*Asks quietly...tilting his head.*

Karrah- *she hesitates...uncertain...Then after a long moment she nods, figuring that she has nothing to lose...*

Fuse- *He nods, and moves over to sit down on the bed, patting the space beside him.* Sit down. I've always wanted to get a good long look at one of those things. When the person wearing it is trying to kill you, well...it hampers observation time.

Karrah- *she nods and moves to sit down next to him on the bed...only trusting him because of the warm food he gave her...figuring he can't be all bad...and she may even get the mask off...*

Fuse- *He leans forward, and examines the mask for a little bit...not touching it, but looking at it, seeing if there were any hinges built and grafted into her skin...He frowns...* Could you close your eyes, please?

Karrah- *she does so...frowning a bit...wondering if she'll ever be able to have the mask off...or if she;llbe stuck with it for the rest of her life..*

Fuse- *Once he knows her eyes are closed he reaches into one of his pockets, removing a tiny case. From the case he pulls a pair of eyeglasses, which he puts on his face and squints through, examing the mask closer...HE looks over it once or twice, and when he safely has his eyeglasses back in the pouch, he says...* You can open your eyes now...

Karrah- *she opens them, blinking a bit*...Well..WHat do you see, Fuse?

Fuse- Well...*He leans back....thinking...* There's no hinges grafted into your skin, like I thought there'd be. I think that it's either one of two things. Either one, that it's something grafted BEHIND the mask...like a long pin injected into your face. If that's true, taking the mask off would...well...pretty much tear your face off. Option number 2 is that it'd be a telepathic hold. If that was true...well...we'd be dealing with one MAJOR telepathy user. Removing that would probably be fatal...

Karrah- *She nods, looking down....* Yeah..

Fuse- *He tilts his head...* Well...I'd like to do some tests on it tomorrow...Maybe there's a way to remove it I'm not seeing.*He stands up, and removes his handcuffs, taking her hands and chaining her up to the bedpost, this time letting her lay on the bed...* Look...We'll talk about that later. Right now, I have to rest. Get some sleep, all right? You've apparently gone a very long time without it.

Karrah- *she nods, watching his actions...wondering at the change of his actions since the previous night....She curls up on the bed, closing her eyes...Even as she falls asleep, deep within the back of her mind she can feel White Blaze...somewhere near by, watching..listening, throguh thier shared telepathic link, and waiting...*

Fuse- *He looks at her...glad she's asleep and not going to be wondering what he's doing...**He leans down, and takes the second satchel that he brought, and takes it into the other room...to work...*