Michel was making the arrangements for the wedding, when he got the 
message from Paranth

*Michel, Your Mate will be late.  M'ressan is holding a  practice to make 
up for all the ones he's missed, and they are going to run well into the 
night*

Michel nodded.  He was currently walking across the Warren ground, his 
Dragon lazily sleeping the day away.

"Ya know, I'm surprised you aren't bigger.  All you do is eat and sleep."

*Yes, delightful, isnt' it?*

Michel shook his head, laughing to himself.  He still had one thing to do.

Finding Almiron after searching for an hour and a half, he walked up to 
the man.

"Michel," Almiron smiled.  The two shook hands.

"Hope life is doing slightly better, Almiron,"  Michel said.

Almiron nodded.  It had been rough.

Michel looked at him.

"I imagine you've heard that I'm getting married."

"Yes, Congratulations."

Michel Nodded.  He knew almiron knew how much his life had changed.

"Well, for the wedding, I need a best man."

[NRPG: Lyn, Tag!]

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It was dark when Michel arrived back at his apartment.  He walked in from 
the ground door, knowing it would still be a short while before he saw 
Lori.  As he closed the door, he froze.  The entire room didn't feel 
right.  He creapt forward, making sure to stay away from the lights, 
feeling that it would be bad for him to move to light them.

And then his arms were pinned behind him.  4 Men, and 1 woman, came out 
of the side room.  Michel's mind immediately locked on the number 6.

*Michel???  What's wrong??*

Their faces were obscured by Leather Face Masks.  One of them walked forward.

"We tried to warn you...but you just wouldn't listen.  You and your 
damned outsider friend.  We tried to do this with a minimum..but, " He 
sighed.

"But, sometimes we have to go to extreme measures."

He backhanded Michel.

*MICHEL!!!*

As the Five of them started beating him, he went into a crouch, flipping 
the one holding him in front of the others.  Getting to his feet, he felt 
his feet fly out from under him, being tackled by the woman.  Then the 
apartment shook.

Michel kept fighting, but against six, the odds were heavily against 
him.  Amid several bruises, he felt himself sinking to the floor.  Was 
the Living Room wall glowing??

And suddenly, he heard renewed fighting, he tried to get to his feet, and 
saw a flash of red hair.  His strength flailing, he lifted himself up and 
saw two of his attackers hit the ground, only to get back up.  His right 
eye (thank god they hadn't poked it out, he didn't want to go thru THAT 
again.) was swollen, only allowing him to see that the new entry had red 
hair, and a feminine build.  He pulled a kick to the nearest attacker, 
sending him flying back as two more came at him.



Michel and Paranth
  AKA Chris Canary

NRPG:  Susan, over to you.  *Grin*