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" Excellent." He grinned, quite pleased with the answer while the marbles continued onward with their vertical orbit. Up and down in turn, the four of them. " Now, to begin m'lady, I am going to have to assume you drink coffee. Whether you do or don't is irrelevant. Assuming, that you do.. how many lumps of sugar would you have with it? One, four.. six? eight.. twenty nine? A couple hundred? Maybe even a thousand.. my you have a sweet tooth. " The little marbles of flame began to multiply as his listings when on, and possibly wouldn't stop until she named her desired lumps of 'sugar'.

A smile, and then the rapid multiplying ceased, along with the extras leaving only the number she requested. " Well then, ten it is! Now, I'll need a spot more wine. " He wrinkled his nose, winking to her as he grabbed the bottle with his free hand, the other still juggling, and began to pour. He fill the glass to the very brink, and the next thing he did, is one by one, he dropped the flaming marbles. " One lump.. three lumps..five lumps, eight..ten." The trick, was not that the wine would extinguish the flames, but that the flames extinguished the wine, and so they did, leaving in their wake, a liquid concoction of the flaming miniature orbs. " Shall I drink to your health? " Clearly only half the trick.

" Kids, don't do this at home." He raised the drink to his lips, and then, watching her for one last moment, downed the entire thing, smoke erupting from his mouth simultaneous with the ingestion of the drink. " Too sweet.." He called to her as the smoke enveloped him, a thick black swirling smog, that strangely enough had a pleasant.. sweet smell.


Smoke sizzled and flowed, in and out of it's whirling mass, swallowing him whole. And when it had faded, he had faded with it. No human remains left where he stood, but a small, round flaming marble on top of a mound of ash.

A few moments passed of pure silence before the smoldering ashy mound erupted, or rather sparked a brilliant flash of light, as the old cameras had done, bringing Fawkes back into play. He sat through a coughing fit, dust and ash patting off his clothes as he smacked his chest. " Oh boy, that one was a doozy." He was laughing, surpisingly, looking around for something before he had actually caught sight of Angel only inches away from his face. How could he of missed that? With a devious grin he leaned toward her, stopping at eye level and reaching for the hand that held the marble, grasping the hand gently. " Missed me lovie? "

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