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Akshay was indeed going to head for the girl who eyed him so hungrily from before. But a problem arose. Well, more three[/b] problems arose. The three women who formed a protective wall barring him from any other women, stood strong and united as they fawned over his dancing skills and even attempted to proposition children out of him. Akshay wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about most of that, but hey, the three blonde women were pretty hot. Then again, that brunette, she was just so mysterious and tantalizing.

“Um, ladies—“ he attempted to say as he felt one reach out just a bit too far and graze something that DEFINITELY[/b] didn’t belong to her! That was not to say he wasn’t attracted to a bold woman but damn!

He attempted to calm the trio down when he looked up to see the brunette advance towards him. Maybe he willed her help, maybe she wanted to stake her claim, whatever the case she proceeded to push past the gathered women with a large smirk on her face.

Akshay was instantly captivated…

>> "Sweetie! You were sooo cool! The most awesome thing on the dance floor!"[/color]

He. Blinked. What could he possibly do? His only options were to either deny this idea and possibly both offend and lose the mysterious brunette, or he could go with it! In the split second it took to decide, Akshay slipped into the role of the embarrassed boyfriend.

“D’aww…thanks…babe…” he managed to squeak out. He really was no good at last minute pet names.

>> “Oh? New friends? That's nice."[/color]

The trio looked a combination of disturbed, irritated, and shocked at the recent turn of events. They could have all sworn that they had seen the magnificent dancer come into the bar alone and not with any girl in toe. But judging by how the two of them were reacting, they could see that they were at a loss in the situation.

>> "But I was really hoping that after another dance or two, we could go back home, so I could get nice and comfy..."[/color]

One of the trio huffed and walked away without a word, the other glared daggers into the brunette when she turned and called them “new friends” before slinking away, and the last stood there, gawking for a moment. It took a second but once the brunette had turned her back to her, the blonde raised her hand to her ear (mimicking a phone) and whispered in a breathless voice, “Call Me!” before dashing away to join her sisters.

Akshay was saved!

…from a trio of lovely blondes that wanted to rip his close off.

…

Ahem.

He turned his full attention back to the brunette that had her arms wrapped around him. When he was sure that the blondes were really gone, he grinned a little stupidly as he looked down to the slightly shorter woman.

“Hah, thanks for the save, beautiful,” he beamed. “If you hadn’t come along they might have, um, I-I guess ripped me apart and had their way with me?” Akshay tried to remember why that was a bad thing but instead of arguing with himself, he kept his attention fully on the brunette. “I’m Akshay!”

Introductions were a good start right?

Akshay. Was. Back.

Ever since his last outing with Jean, Lexi, and Rebecca, Akshay had slowly begun to get back into his normal routine. Yes it was sad that his relationship of so many months had stopped but at the same time, he couldn’t let that stop his life all together. There was still so much to do, to see, to dance! Why was he going to curl up into a ball and rot away inside of his apartment when there were still so many other good things in the world? Sure, he was sad Emerald was gone, but at the same time he couldn’t let that stop him from living his life.

And Akshay was a life-livin’ machine!

Assuring Jean and Lexi that he was doing better, he decided to spend the night out by himself. He promised the pair that he wouldn’t be home, crying into a bowl of hot soup and making it cold with his tears. He was living up to that promise.

Tonight was a new club! Akshay had never been to this one before but the buzz about it was pretty good! Good DJs, good drinks, and ever a sexy woman or two strutting about the interior. That was not to say that Akshay was simply out hunting for a woman to seduce, he really was out just to have a good time. But, hey, if a pretty girl came up and started up a conversation, who was he to turn her down?

After all, the man wasn’t made of stone!

An new, energetic song filtered in through the speakers. Akshay tilted his head to side, grinning a bit to himself as he began to slip into his next dance mode. People around him, sexy clad women, men in clothes FAR too tight, nervous women, overly-confident men, they all began to pull away from Akshay. Having already seen him dance once, they knew that not only space was needed, but they wanted to enjoy the show and not be outshined by this obvious dancing star.

The song pumping him, Akshay tilted his head down low and felt the presence some brave soul come up to join him. Apparently this person not only wanted to participate, but he wanted to be a part of the dance battle. Akshay was fine with that.

“Mind?” his new dance partner asked.

Akshay just grinned and didn’t look at the dark skinned man with the gray sweatshirt and black jeans. “Only if you can’t keep up.”

The call to battle had been rung. Before the audience knew it, the dance started, Akshay leading with cool, subtle, and very calculated moves. Quickly it evolved into an impressive array of his skill, marveling the audience around him who gasped and grinned as the lithe and limber young Indian man danced to his heart’s content. It would be a battle easily won…

((OOC: Sorry for the LOOOONG wait! I finally managed to dredge up a little Akshay muse!))

>> "Hard name…Me like simple."

Akshay nodded. Of course the creature would. Most goblin-speech was just simplied grunts, growls, vowels, etc. Human speech would be difficult for them. But he had to be curious about that. The name he had given was purely goblin so why would he have trouble pronouncing it? Hmm, maybe Akshay just didn’t pronounce it correctly. His goblin-speech was so absolutely rusty.

>> "Why honored?"

The little goblin had a right to wonder. After all, he was probably separated from most human customs that he would have to ask the simple questions. Why should Akshay be honored to meet him? Well, he couldn’t really tell him the truth could him? That he had always wanted to meet a real life goblin and yet had never had the opportunity until right now. No, he still had a part to play, he needed to be the knowledgeable wizard and so he couldn’t fawn over the little creature.

Thankfully, before he could think up a painfully obvious lie, Akshay stood back and watched as the creature regarded the female goblin more closely. It was obvious that he wished for “his kind” to be free from this “spell”. It was to the point that Akshay actually felt a little sorry for the creature. All alone in New York, or so he thought. He really shouldn’t be lying to him but the last thing he wanted was an angry goblin running rampant in his shop.

Nice big hole your digging yourself in, Akshay. Dumb***…

>> "Have friends? Ask them help."

And the spider web of lies shall continue.

“Oh, uh, I’d really love to. I would,” Akshay nodded. “But my friends are not wizards like me. They don’t know magic. And, those that do, well, they don’t have the power to free them. Not until I do more research anyways.” He looked solemnly at the creatures in his case, as if they were old friends he would never see walking and talking again. “But, rest assured, they are safe here. No one bothers them, no one can steal them,” he assured Guglin. “I can keep them safe until they can be free. And, you know, if you wanted, you can visit them whenever you like.”

A Hole In the Wall – Night Club

Akshay sighed. It was not just any sigh though. It was not of boredom or sadness or disappointment; it was a sigh of unknown definition and that was what made it the scariest of all. Standing at the bar, the neon lights flashing at all sides, the smell of perfume, cologne, and alcohol stung the air, the music pounded in his ears, but none of it seemed to stir the normally happy individual. Instead, they all seemed to pass by his attention, unnoticed, as he leaned against the counter and stared down opening of his bottle of Heineken.

The scent of the alcohol wafted up, tickled his nose, but still he was not in too much of a hurry to down it. Surprising considering that the whole purpose of this evening was to have fun.

“Yo Akshay, why aren’t you on the dance floor?” Jean asked off to his side. Already his slightly younger friend looked exhausted from all his dancing.

Lexi, another co-worker, (and dressed in so provocative a manner that she displayed every bit of her bountiful bosom) nudged Akshay with her hip from the opposite side. “Come on! We brought you out to party. Seems like it has been forever.”

“Ten months,” Akshay responded as he finally picked up that green bottle in front of him and took a sip.

Both Jean and Lexi glanced at one another, a little at a loss for what to say next. Akshay knew that they were trying, but dealing with the break-up of a ten-month relationship was definitely not something that could easily be gotten over. They had hoped, he assumed, by taking him back out to his old haunts that he would get snap out of his mood. Unfortunately, Akshay was onto their tricks and schemes (not really schemes. They were sweethearts to try.). On top of that, though, he just didn’t feel the old spark anymore.

Tends to happen after so drastic a change to one’s life.

Jean sighed as he looked back over to dance floor. The redheaded newbie worker, the one with the cute accent was out there, dancing with a brunette that had glittery bug wings. Rebecca had decided that she would join them too since she felt bad about the end of Akshay's relationship. She wanted to be there with moral support and brought her girlfriend along with her. They were a cute couple. But Jean wasn't exactly sure how seeing a successful relationship was going to help Akshay. But, they were having fun on the dance floor and he let them be. He turned back to his old friend with a sigh.

“You know, buddy, I know it’s hard,” he said with a nod. “After Lexi broke my heart 3 years ago—“

“Gawd, are you STILL bitching about that?” Lexi said with a massive roll of her eyes. She downed another shot as she smoothed out her dress a little.

“Whatever,” Jean said before turning his attentions back to Akshay. “The POINT is, I know it hurts. But…it’ll get better. It just takes time. And nothing helps that better than having a good night with your old friends.”

Lexi grumbled about Jean but nodded as she patted Akshay’s back. “Exactly. What you need a few good drinks, some dancing, and then chase around some skirt around! It’ll make you forget your troubles!”

Akshay, still looking at the light reflected through the green glass of his bottle sighed a bit. He didn’t want to talk about the break up, but he didn’t really want to be out tonight either. But he had a nagging suspicion that if he didn’t do one or the other that nothing good was going to come from this evening. Both Lexi and Jean could be persuasive when they wanted to and, right now, he didn’t want to risk it.

“Akshay,” Jean said after the pause began to grow uncomfortably quiet.

But, before he could talk, Akshay suddenly sat upright, downed the last of his bottle of beer in one gulp (which is impressive since most of it was still left) and stood away from the stool. Reaching out, he took Lexi’s hand and dragged her towards the dance floor.

Lexi, protesting, grumbled a bit but still followed.

“Akshay, you’re not getting in my pants,” she said with an arched brow.

Akshay rolled his eyes.

“Lexi, get over yourself,” Akshay said with slight irritation. “I wouldn’t dream of that. But, you guys want me to dance, right? Well we doing this or not?”

The dance floor grew quiet for a second as the DJ switched tracks. As soon as the next beat began to start, Akshay was already moving into position. Before long, as the beat took over, he began to dance as if he hadn’t danced in months.

Immediately the dance floor began to maneuver away from him, opening up to allow both him, Lexi, and Jean room to dance along with the beats. Lexi did her best to keep up with the precise and functional movements that Akshay danced with, while Jean quickly gave up, grabbed a nearby dance partner and began to dance with her. As the music poured into his ears and was matched in the repetition of his arms, legs, and entire body, Akshay looked for a second almost as if he became one with the music. Before long, as the track began to die down, Akshay slowed into a finish and sighed.

Glancing up, Lexi laughed and applauded him while several other sexy young things in even shorter dresses giggled and crept up closer to get to know more about this mysterious dancer. Akshay, though, did not offer much in return. He gave them all a respectful nod and return to the bar.

After flagging down the bartender, he ordered one more Heineken and resumed staring into the green glass, leaving Lexi and Jean to dance alone, while they eye him from afar. They saw the spark there, on the dance floor, even if it was only for a second. Eventually Akshay would return to himself…they just had to wait and be patient.

>> “Well, before today, I didn’t know you had a comic—show me, show me.”

“Of course! This way!” he beamed as he turned to lead her down the length of the comic shelves to where he usually kept his comic books up. Being a little biased, he always tended to set them up in the featured section.

Akshay was just loving this. Meeting up with an old friend, getting to know one another again and sharing such triumphs with one another. He did notice that she was being rather secretive about herself but he was not going to say anything on the matter. If she didn’t want to talk, that was fine! He was not going to make her.

Of course, that doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t wear her down a bit until she eventually began to reveal just a little more about herself. There was so much that they missed out on in their lives that it was only right that they get to learn a little more.

But, all in due time…

>> “Are you in the indie scene?”

He nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah, so far I still haven’t heard from the Big Three, but it’s all good! I like being indie; I get to meet more fans up close and I pretty much get to set my own deadlines.” he nodded as he stirred her towards a fantasy looking comic with a fiery redhead print on the glossy cover. “This…is my baby…’Slaggathor’” he said as he presented her with a comic. “And, since you know the artist, you get to keep that issue for free.”

>> “Definitely…Perhaps we could get some coffee, some time?”

Akshay was ecstatic! There was absolutely nothing more that he wanted then reconnecting with his old best friend. Though they didn’t know each other for the entirety of their lives, they had still formed a strong enough connection that just being in her presence again made him giddy. Not that he was attracted to her (even though she was rather pretty), but she was a friend from his past, a part of his life that he barely connected with anymore.

Sometimes it was good to have a reminder from where you came from. Akshay was only too happy to have Alma back in his life, for however long she managed to stay this time.

>> “Or, you know—something…I don’t know too many good places to eat around here.”

He nodded enthusiastically!

“Of course! I know the best burger joints in town!” he beamed. “But if that doesn’t catch your fancy, I know plenty of other places too. Just…so good to see you.”

Akshay grinned as he suddenly hugged her again. There was something to be said about hugging someone from your past, one of the only people to ever make your past worthwhile. He happy to have her back and hoped that she would stay.

A smirked crossed his lips, though, as he leaned away from the hug and eyed her closely.

“So, PLEASE[/b] tell me…you ‘re going to start reading my own comic,”[/color] he said with a grin. “Otherwise, I may have to disown you.”

>> "Ackashey."

Hmm, yes, a goblin would have difficulty pronouncing his name. Goblins always had a hard time since they normally sounded like they were struggling with the human tongue. Though they obviously knew the merit of speaking it, they preferred to hold onto their own heritage and speak their own language. It was only in time of devilry or necessity that they deemed it wise to speak in the common tongues.

( Or, at least that is what he believed. He read a lot of comics and fantasy novels so that was what he was able to gather. That is not to say that is exactly how real goblins acted. He would have to find out by studying this creature’s habits.)

Anyways, he returned from his thoughts and regarded the creature closely. He was standing there, in awe at the power that he had displayed. In all honesty, in this city, his powers were really not the most impressive when compared to other mutants. But it seemed to do the trick for the little creature.

Maybe he could earn his trust just yet.

It was only when he was locking eyes with the goblin that it finally made a request. A request that would deem whether or not Akshay could be trusted…

>> "If you friend…Free them."

Akshay tilted his head. At first he was confused since he didn’t know what the goblin was referring too. Free who? Maybe the goblin was referring to himself and wanted to be released back out into the world? It was entirely possible because it was obvious that the creature was confused as to what was going on. Maybe he thought he was trapped inside of the room with the self-proclaimed “wizard”?

But he remembered back to what he saw earlier—the creature was talking to his glass case. To the other miniature monsters and figurines within! The picture began to paint itself that the green humanoid probably thought that if Akshay was a wizard, that he had cast a spell on his miniature brethren. The young wordsmith figured that he would have to play with this idea in order to further gain the creature’s trust.

“I…can’t,” he said with a heavy heart. “They…are under a spell I cannot break. So, I keep them here. Safe, inside my stor—err, my temple. At least here, I can protect them. Until, you know, until I can find a cure.” But, to show that he was not truly evil or mean, he walked over, slowly, and produced a key from his pocket. Carefully he unlocked the display case for the goblin and nodded to it. “Go ahead. You can check them yourself…”