[The Landlord shimmers into a dimly lit cave, a bit bigger to accomodate Prieto's request of a penthouse.]

::He awaits his tennent's arrival and once she appears, he smiles greasily.::

"Call me if you wish, dear. Here is you're orb. It will tell you if there is an intruder in your home. I doubt it'll react to me."

::He laughs, a bit of his acid spit flying from his mouth. He shimmers away, the laugh still echoing in the cave.::

:: Prieto looks at the orb and shivers ::

"I would doubt if I where him"

:: She looks around her house and nods ::

(Pretty cool)

:: She rushes to the kitchen and takes out a kitchen knife ::

"I should have it somewhere near me, incase that fucking nutcase comes in ::

:: She shivers by the thought and puts down the knife ::

(I need fresh air. That dude totally polluted the place)

:: She holds her breath and shimmers to The Forest::

:: Prieto shimmers in feeling only a little light headed ::

"A free amulet? And I forgot to say thank you"

:: Prieto smiles and looks out of her window ::

(my day; freaky Landlord, weird demon, breaking a glass, and two gentleme...warlocks in The Market. Gee, follow the next episode where Prieto, probably, will be abducted by pervetal aliens...)

:: She sighs and opens the window ::

"An now for power training.."

:: She sits in a big chair infront of the TV and grabs the remote ::

"Yo, turn on!"

:: Prieto concentrades waiting for anything to happen ::

"C'mon. I will be satisfied even if the TV will explode. As long a the landlord wont come in here..."

:: She glares at the knife on her table ::

:: After trying for quite a while, Prieto gives up ::

(Didnt the crancy old man say something about....Yes...I know what to do!)

:: She walks over to the tv and pulls out the wire ::

"Here we go!"

:: She concetrades hardly ::

(Work! Just turn on the t-)

:: She gasps as a strange feeling runs through her body. Holding tightly on the wire, Prieto sees the tv turns on for 5 seconds ::

"wow....."

:: She drops the wire and tries to get up ::

"That was....strange...."

(ech, buzzing sound....in my head. Better go get some fresh air)

:: She tries to concetrade on the forest, but....believe it or not, she shimmers to [B]The Mausoleum[/I] ::

:: Prieto shimmers in, sitting in the same position ::

(Home? Or Golden Gate Bridge?)

:: She opens her left eye, and see's the vague figure of her apartment ::

"Thank goodness..."

:: She quickly gets up and stumbles over to her bed ::

"Bed. What a great invention"

:: She yawns and pulls the cover over herself ::

"Viva technology...."

:: Prieto wakes up slowly and yawns ::

(Naps rule...man I was tired)

:: Get throws the cover off and walks to the kitchen ::

"A glass of water...And then go live my unlived life"

:: She stuggles a little with the tab, and pours herself a glass of water ::

(Water now. Forest later)

:: After drinking up, she grabs her coat and shimmers to The Ritual Stone ::

:: Prieto shimmers in and smashes the first thing she see's. In this case, an innocent lamp ::

(Damn you, Prieto! You're too goody-girl'ish to get to know people. How is that even possible?!?!)

:: She angrily kicks a chair, but quickly regrets, when the pain grows in her foot ::

(Okay...Demon rush.....over)

:: She breaths heavily and looks at the mess she made ::

"Not bad...for a good girl"

:: She sits on the floor and curses, sins she sat on the sharp peices of the broken lamp ::

(Okay. Prieto. Listen. You, I, Will shimmer to the forest, and NOT come home before you have met atleast 3 people. Understood? Good!)

:: She gets up, and ignores the sticking pain on her hands and legs ::

"Forest..here I come...again..."

:: Prieto concentrades, and shimmers to The Forest...again... ::

:: Prieto shimmers in after...4-6 days...what? I landed in a good dimension.
Loser ::

(Home sweet....)

:: She looks at the "mess" she made and sighs.
Then, after quickly finding a broom, she collects it all next to the thrash can and throws herself on her bed ::

"mmh, cleanericious.."

:: After a long time on the dead bed, Prieto forces herself up and tries to think of a new location to venture to ::

( P3 P3 P3 P3 P3 P3)

:: And by that, Prieto shimmers to the...Back alley of P3. Why? Because it's there things happen.
Or so they say....::

:: Prieto shimmers in. 'nuff said ::

( Why. Oh WHY are everyone I meet so.....so....)

"Damn. Curses you all for breathing, slack jawed jockels"

:: She sighs and sits on her bed ::

(It's not like I'm anti-social. Or...maybe I am. But atleast I try to getto know people.....okay, no. But I act my age....)

:: She laughs to herself ::

(That's the problem. I act my age. I wonder why people think they cant have a descend conversation with a 13 year old.
Maybe because they cant?)

"I need to cheer myself up...."

:: She stands up, walks to the kitchen and takes some toast bread.
But before she turns it on an idea struch her mind. Or rather. Another ones idea struck her mind ::

( Since I controle electric stuff....)

:: She plugs out the engine and concentrades. After she is sure that it worked, she puts the bred in the manchine and presses the 'ON' button ::

:: After a while, Prieto is ready for another crappy day.
Not that I can predict. ::

(Time to ruin some lives...as it were.)

:: She jawns, before crabbing her coat and some other funny stuff before shimmering to...The Lake hoping luck will be on her side.
haha ::

:: yadda yadda, shimmers in ::

(Ah, it feels like I've been gone for WEEKS...)

:: She streches out and walks around the apartment, not really knowing what to do.
She then decides to see some TV ::

(Mmh, the shallow'ness of TV. I lubb you.)

:: She turns on the crap using her nifty power ::

(Oh look. Charmed...)

The Source calls Prieto to his lair.

:: Prieto's eyes grew bigger as she hears the Source call for her ::

(No shit, eh? And I was beggining to like life...)

:: He shimmers to The Sources Lair
dunn ::

:: Prieto shimmers in after a long time in some…parallel worlds ::

(Well, I’m sure Leonardo Da Vinci would have the same problems if he was a demon. And could shimmer. And….ah fuck it. )

:: She searches the house for some stuff that might come in handy.
For those who forgot; She needs to cut off a head and bring it to the Source, unless it was a sick kind of metaphor ::

(Why? Why did you fall the evil way? When you died didn’t you follow the LIGHT? Everyone tells you to follow the light, dammit! Or did you think it was another cliché that should be rebelled against?)

�Fuck you.�

:: Not realising she’s actually talking to herself, she grabs a knife, some money and pepper(Hey you’ll never know) and then shimmers to The Market ::

:: Prieto shimmers in to her apartment after…. A long time. She stretches out her arms and inhales the dusty air with her eyes closed ::

“Iiii’m back!”

(Ahh, what a great entrance. If only someone was in here to see it.)

:: She drops down her arms and opens her eyes with a small smile. Toddling happily around her nifty penthouse, she puts down her Amazing Bag of Random Stuff and notices the small layers of dust that has build up during her absence ::

“Well, I could do some vacuuming….”

:: She mumbles to herself ::

“…tomorrow…”

(Quit procrastination, you lazy bee-hatch. Find a sucke…vacuum cleaner and get this place fixed before you die of asphyxiation.. Or… something..)

:: Sighing, she went to find a vacuum cleaner. ::

“Oh sucker, where art thou?”

:: Snicker. Anyway, she found the sucker and took the end of the engine in her left hand ::

“Let’s see if ye olde Prieto still got it..”

:: Prieto concentrated and send a small pulse of electricity through the vacuum cleaner, starting it only for a few seconds. She cursed to herself and tried again, now starting it for a longer time ::

“Joy’ums.”

:: After vacuuming a little Prieto was worn out. That weakling. She decided to go to bed before venturing out in ACW… again.::

:: Prieto quickly wakes up and gets dressed. If she undressed. Meh. She swings her legs out of bed and runs a hand through her hair ::

(There. So much for hair brushing.)

:: Getting up, she rubs her eyes and yawns before grabbing her trench coat ::

“Now, where the phuck can I go?”

(A fun place. The mausoleum! Mmmh, morbid.)

“All right. Let’s….”

:: Prieto stops in mid-talk and thinks about what she is doing ::

“I am talking to myself. Out loud. Oh my. I need. To meet. Other non-human beings.”

:: She ponders, ponders, ponders and wooded, she shimmers to The Cavern ::