Two Demons...?(Angel's Advanced Training)

[Dread]

The streets around Angel echoed with distant voices. He stood once again in a allyway, hidden from the main crowd. Though this time he stood alone only to expect a entrance from another, and they expected him; unlike their first meeting. He knew they may make their way into Naboo's forest areas, or swamps later on, so his posture looked as if he was ready to move any moment. Shoulders rolled back, weight more to his dominate left side, left arm slightly bent well the right hung loosely to it's side.

Darkness settled with a blanket of fog, slipping into the cracks of Naboo's streets. Each way could be used as a escape route if needed; a four way cross. The walls of the street also seemed to be the back of large business buildings(factories) or storage units that where closed down for the night which made things easier if they got out of hand.

Angel's attire was fresh; a black robe, reflecting the same as a Bogan robe yet shorter, cutting off at his tendons. His old robe had been ripped in multiple areas, stained in blood by his last battle, making it no longer suitable to use. As always, his hood was pulled as far as it could over his face, cutting off half of his burning red colored eyes. Having no family or inherited tatoo's like most Zabraks he did not see any need to 'show off' any part of him. Though, even if he had gotten tatoo's it was likely they would have no meaning to him.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Stepping lively, the hooded man made his way towards the waiting Angel; not in the form of a shadow nor a demon haunting the thoughts of his prey, but as a man. Ledo, devoid of signature and sound in the Force's knowledge, stepped out in the open to be seen approaching. He waved his right hand, but to lift it only half way; his cloak still hanging low, as his movement barely carried change in demeanor. An odd approach for Ledo, yet one expected by his 'exchange student'.

"There... Some ...business required my focus for but a brief moment. ...It is... expired." In lieu of this special pupil, Ledo did not wish to sully their growing connection with the severing of other connections. To be a crooked spider that weaves such webs, to eat its own would not give propelling purpose or inspiring lesson to keep focus on what was to come - but to see the stifling corrupter that ended life rather than gave it. Ledo figured Angel had some idea of what Ledo had gone to do, leaving him for a short time; Angel himself having committed similar acts of heinousness, though none equaling in gravity until knowing what it is like to kill his own Master. Such was not Ledo's intention, and so he would not have Angel see Ledo killing one of his own raised from infancy.

"Now. Let us depart." Ledo placed a hand, a hand that had seen to a student's death but minutes ago now seeking to guide another student's promotion, onto Angel's shoulder and motioned to the forest. It was there that Ledo would impart wisdom and power regarding his prowess of lies and deception. He sought only to teach of the power the Force had to give. It would not be his fault if his student took his teachings to carry a double meaning, therefore applying it to life and situation. Ledo merely wished to teach of 'truth'... his truth.

 

[Dread]

Approaching him, Ledo seemed out of place when Angel couldn't sense his power signature. So he moved forward towards Ledo as Ledo came to him - meeting him half way. "I understand...business...and now I better understand you." Angel didn't know what Ledo had been up to, but no doubt his deeds where tainted - as where Angel's on most days.

Angel's eyes shifted to Ledo's hand as it came to it's rest on his shoulder. With the resting hand, Angel couldn't help but instinctively tense from past experiences. Experiences taught him what to be wary of - even if he could not utilize fear.

Though Angel was fully willing to work with Ledo and learn from him, he still he had yet to fully accept Ledo. As such, he brought up his own hand to grab Ledo's forearm, attempting to push Ledo's hand off his shoulder. If successful he would walk past Ledo and stride towards the forest, "Your illusions..." Angel only started his sentence before pausing, "Illusions happen to be part of my ceremony of death...you will teach me how to advance them?"

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

As Angel asked his question, Ledo could feel the taint of Wraith's imparting traits and smirked. This would be all but too easy. Angel was still yet to be fully understood by Ledo, as one without emotion still carried a strange loyalty towards his previous Master; as Ledo, at this point in time, believed the cause to be the time of presence and tutelage of Wraith's years over Angel. Yet as Angel felt the warm flesh of Ledo's forearm beneath the split hairs of tattered material and layered robes and pushed it away to feel free of his previous damages; only to free himself to learn of what he desired...

Bumping into an unseen and immovable object, Angel's taking charge of his situation only led to Ledo's halting and dominating will; as Ledo's body there stood before him. Should he look to see what he had cast off of his shoulder he'd find nothing there remaining, as Ledo's illusions were as clear as the trees around them; yet Ledo was not there, as he never simply approached anyone straight forward so. His entrances were always concealed, as were his motives; and now Angel would begin learning the loyalties of power and their uses unto him. Ledo felt a rolling laughter overtake him as he there stood before Angel.

"erhahahahahahahaha! I will guide you through my ceremony of death! ...and we shall see what advancements produced shall emerge!?!"

Ledo wondered what Angel would see when shown a clear horizon? To each his own, as if the ink were stained for any to interpret. Would Angel still seek his old Master even after shown benefit to freedom of any Master? Of course, Ledo would still guide this being devoid of any sign of governing hand. He would keep his promise as spoken the day they first met: that Ledo would be the bringer of truth and free him from the shackles of Wraith's puppeteering.

If there was no emotion beneath the shell of power, Ledo would convince logically; and if there was hidden emotion deeply buried, Ledo would find tap to spring forth the well! Either way, Ledo knew two things: that Angel held loyalty, and that Angel sought more power. Both facts were to Ledo's manipulation, as well as to Angel's ability to retain pain's memory though devoid of fear. Angel was a sponge, and therefore would soak up Ledo's knowledge yet without taint. The perfect weapon, as Wraith would never be able to sense Ledo's scent upon Angel; yet for the unlocking of his mind. If Angel was indeed the empty shell that requires order and command, should he be incapable of finding his own voice, Ledo would be that voice. Angel sought power, and Ledo was the ticket to such avenues of knowledge. Wraith's book had been read cover to cover. Now was Ledo's page to be turned, and Angel would find it the thriller!

 

[Dread]

Once again Angel had been subjected to Ledo's Illusions - Illusions much stronger then his and used in ways Angel had never. A inner need too build on his knowledge of the force, injected into him from Wraiths Order, told him to seek out how to cast Illusions as Ledo did, but it seemed he had to learn what Ledo was first. Each and every sign of rejection from Angel seemed to be met symbolically with a wall; Ledo's determination to have his own dominance over Angel was...willful. Angel was still trying to process how to deal with it and react to it as Angel followed the teaching(personality) put before him originally, and simply added to it from others. How was he suppose to adjust this time?

Stumbling back from a rebound off a solid object before him, Angel regained his footing and looked around. Unable to notice if Ledo only concealed himself, or if the area around him was changed to conceal more?

Angel decided to try to answer more obediently for once towards Ledo, "As you wish..." His cold monotoned voice carried no sign of a building loyalty. He had only tried to adjust too his situation. Was it correct? He would have to wait to see a sign, if one would present itself.

With wondering eyes he opened his left palm and willed his custom hilt to his palm. It hard shell snapped into Angel's grasp and at the same time ignited with it's signature hisses. The multiple hissing accompanied the snow like sparks that rained from the inside of the hilt outwards before Angel, into a growing wind that blew his robs in front of him. Carrying not just the sparks but the cool and calming aura that it pulsed with.

Angel was ready to fight, if he could, and began to try to seek out Ledo's mind to try to cast his own illusions in. Angel sought to become the 'Angel of Death', the role he had created for himself in his own illusions - needing the robes he always cast over himself in his own 'chaotic world' to try to bring Ledo to Angel's mind frame.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Correct or incorrect, Ledo would mirror what he felt to be right with what was excepted by Angel. A simple tactic, yet secretive as it was deceptive. Every time Angel found himself doubting Ledo or pushing on to his own end, he'd find his reality a false one both physically and mentally as a superb symbol of instructing guidance towards Ledo's own goals for him. Yet only seen as coincidence upon face value, Ledo would ever deny such intent as well would he not speak of its design in any instruction. It simply would be... or not be.

As the magnificent beam of Angel's obvious creativity, Ledo had further learned of his conquest's springing well of ever giving talent. Ledo would see this talent nurtured.

Facing Angel, Ledo began stepping back with spread open hands. His left wrist ran into a tree trunk, showing of the reality's tangible truth. Whether such an act was for a purpose or not, Ledo would not give time to think but rather keep them moving - just as he would keep Angel's mind moving, in constant churning of instruction and experiencing power. Just as any other, Angel was the wall most sturdily obscuring his own boundaries. Ledo would see himself replace that wall, a bit more... flexible in its look.

"Attack me then!" Ledo called. Ledo had already seen Angel's fighting potential, yet to truly learn skill in one thing - one must see it done in simultaneous use with another conflicting thing. As Ledo was unable to rid himself of the memories once within the halls of the Jedi, he too was forced to hold a simple handstand whilst stacking and reading books to stir the mind's grasp of such techniques. So would Ledo force Angel to think critically in reactive motion as well as creatively in active motion.

Just then, the trees themselves burst to life as a dozen shadowed clouds of men peeled away from each trunk. They were but simple apparitions, not even carrying the look of skin or eyes of features but only appendages and weapons held therein. Even upon impact, their weapons would hold no definite mass; as each sword would fall to breaking cloud, yet each figure was about to attack Angel in adaptable knowledge that their weapons held no strength in comparison. They would rather avoid strikes of Angel's aggression but to spin around and strike through their blades across open throat. They were but to prove a beginning point that illusions vary to points of danger yet all may find that killing, that weakest point for what may truly strike separate of that illusion.

Ledo expected simple attacks from Angel, though couldn't help but imagine how he'd react. He would leave it to Angel to determine the severity and danger level of their beginning of training. Ledo would, however, join his projections and fight with them should Angel reach him. Knowing full well that Angel could in fact simply ignore each shadow warrior, he would not begin to learn the complexities of Ledo's lesson; but in its beginning stages.

 

[Dread]

Angel knew illusions like this could be ignored, but he was training so he would play along. What he was suppose to learn from this he would try his best too - though that was still not yet grasped.

Dragging the long beam just beneath the surface in front of him he carved out a half circle as he brought his weapon from left side to right. As it made it to his other side he angled it as if he held it in his right hand. Angel leaned downward and leap forward in a force enhanced rush towards the first abomination. When the distance between him and the creature he picked was just in his sabers reach he attacked. Slicing under it diagonally, left shin to right knee cap - chopping off it's legs - as he assumed he would have the advantage of distance with a longer blade. His right arm rose before him well his left swung back with the blade well it finished his first sweep, flinging the sparks behind him into the crowd of victims that they would touch. Coming to a halt with toes digging into the ground before leaning back so his body weight forced him back onto his heels. Once halted he fixed his posture to straighten out into the starting form of Makashi.

Angel dipped into his power, gathering a bubble of it around him before pushing out with it. If the gathering opponents had crept closer Angel would push them further to gain him time. If they fell back he would unleash lightening, a cackling surge of dark sided power that built around his right palm. From his right palm that faced directly in front of him now, arm fully extending, the lightening sped towards two of the abominations.

It was strange, and slightly eerie as the abomination Angel cut down spilled no blood and screamed with no pain. At the same time, the lack of both would make it hard for Angel to keep focus on what he was doing. In light of this he made his goal to make it to Ledo, so something real could scream should Angel ever make a hit.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

And so the young one, or so in Ledo's eyes, had yet to make correlation of Ledo's brilliance; yet still much time to spend treating himself to Angel's prowess.

Each shadow did not spill blood or scream in pain, yet with each skillful strike that Angel swung each blackness of soot spilled over in a heavy cloud that separated at each cut ...only to reattach where once was severed. Ledo had painted the setting, now was time to call for advancement. Ledo did not merely intend for Angel to fight with the physical, but to meet Ledo's display with fighters illusions of his own. As Ledo intended, this would be no ordinary duel; but a fight between many, one commander at each group's command.

As the shadow men blasted away into nothingness with Angel's bubble, so did they reassemble and resume attack; however, Angel would find that lightning would stream right through these creatures without effect. Ledo still stood planted in his stance, but called out with instruction.

"I've already seen this! Show me something I have yet to experience!"

At syllable's end, Ledo lifted the beaming red of his lightsaber as a change came over the shades of his face. Each creature advanced forth, as Ledo moved about them. He could just as easily move through them, but would display his intentions by treating them as his own children... as one day he would.

First, one shadow man swung a clear horizontal slash across Angel's throat, either blasting a cloud of black in his face from the inability to do any damage therefore breaking like water on rock or swirling like steam waved away by open palms. Just as that one attacked, so did another just behind Angel; but a moment after. This shadow man slashed at Angel's back, cutting through the back of his neck; either bursting into concealing cloud from bursting impact or swirling away from Angel's retaliation or even further moving still having been avoided by Angel. As well as the others moving to attack on their own, Ledo spun around the first shadow man and cut wide a slash through Angel's entire neck meaning to decapitate; carrying a certain power from spinning wind-up after maneuvering around the first shadow man, perhaps coming from unseen perspective as these shadow men were not seethrough unless broken apart.

Ledo didn't mind any reaction from Angel, but hoped that he would engage himself as he so expressed to Ledo earlier: that his hope was to master illusions. It was one thing to portray an illusion, and it was another entirely to display focus points; as any illusion carry only as strong as its distraction point. Ledo sought to prove this with distractions in Angel's way as he further threatened Angel's life. Yet still, if Angel could create illusions of his own to do battle with these focus points, he would be better able to focus his own actions upon Ledo whilst the other apperitions were no longer able to focus upon Angel. The table would be turned, and would then become a duel of who carried the most experience; but Ledo was willing to show Angel that no matter the experience, every opponent carried a weakness ready to be exploited.

 

[Dread]

After his cuts had ended in black clouds, Angel started to catch on what he was being taught, or he thought he did. Illusions had been ways for him to bring others into his world - but he needed to focus more on using them as distractions for a advantage in battle. Something he had missed before and now would try to utilize along with keeping his illusions as he used them traditionally.

With the cloud of smoke from both side blocking his view, instead he rested his eyes. Sight did not need to be through them, but through the sense he possessed in the force. Feeling the hot rush of Ledo's blade spin towards him, Angel shifted his weight forward then backwards, leaning his right heel back well his left foot stepped back onto it's toes. After his left foot stepped his right foot popped up and in reaction his left moved in a force enhanced dodge backwards. Breaking through more of Ledo's figures to be engulfed by more blackness.

When Angel landed, he attempted then to reach out with the force into Ledo's mind that he now had track of. If he was successful, though he never knew if it would work on the grandmaster, the world would then start to shift into Angel's illusion as well.

With a long hiss, the cold aura of his beam dug into the ground to his side, snowing particles into the area in front of him well he slipped backwards. Angel would seemly glide into a black and grey mixing portal of fog the size of his body. As his body hit the portals foggy entrance, the shades took over him; taking him like he was falling into a pool from the back, sliding over his shoulders, around the arch of his back to ribs, back of head/neck/legs/heels then over the front of his body till he was covered in the mixing shades. The thin fog thickened into cloth as it took on a shape, growing into robes overtop of his current ones. Tattered cuffs, hood, and cloak ends grew down like thousands of snakes slithering until they came to full length - till Angel's whole figure hid behind the robe completely as it did the shapeless fog before. A process that took place in only a moment of time, but to him it was in slow motion - he crafted out each and every detail in his mind as it had happened.

The ethereal figure that took place of Angel stood motionless as more of the black fog touched down onto the ground, opening more portals - giant gaps in the ground. Through these newly formed portals tips of bony fingers with claws stuck out, till disfigured beings cross with many species floated out in twisted bodies; his own army. They where alike to the other figures Ledo created, as they where nothing but black silhouettes of forms with red glowing eyes, though Angel's held no weapons. They simply walked forward into Ledo's army, creating a clashing of two illusions. For each group Ledo had, Angel grew a copy to combat them with the exact amount. If this did not serve as a distraction as much as Ledo's did, then Angel had yet to learn the lesson properly.

With the process complete, Angel leap forward towards where he last sensed Ledo, breaking through his own figures. Bringing his blade from the left to the right of him before slashing it from a downwards angle towards Ledo - a slash from lower left hip to the upper right rounded contour of Ledo's shoulder.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Now matter his capability, it was Ledo's intent to allow Angel in and join a test of joint illusion. Both would hold sway, as neither would be in full control. Ledo most enjoyed this advanced lesson, however unspoken to Angel; should Angel notice that such control is sometimes gained by the act of relinquishing the title of that control as Ledo did now.

It was all that Ledo had wished for, to see the Angel under Wraith grow into the image that darkened before him. As well, he remembered an echo of his words once suggested to Angel of finding unique attire as this met Ledo's standards as such.

Each creature was met, yet still as any opponent may be led or directed through physical motion - so would Ledo now see the extent of Angel's focus on multiple levels as their next stage of progressive learning. A different intensity came over each of Ledo's beings, as their movements became much more lateral and violent to coax each antibody into their pattern of direction. Ledo was indeed exactly where Angel had thought, yet for his actions to be not as expected. Ledo stabbed straight out to catch the slash and hold a slow moving lock of beams. Ledo's strength soon gave, allowing Angel's to force through; as Ledo's wrist then twisted, as did his lightsaber, to catch the blade further as his entire body twisted back and away. His movements and direction were not important, yet as he maneavered their sabers his body was able to spin away from contact to allow an obstruction of vision become even more. With a splash of black, Ledo was gone. He had twisted away as both one of his and one of Angel's creatures had blasted in bewteen their conflict; and in that instant, Ledo had silenced his presence in the Force.

Now there were two applications in a duality of distraction, chaos of lies. Now, not only were there those who were not there but there were also those who were once there ...now no longer. The expanding reality had taken on a new level of density and torrent. In immaculate design and symbiotic weaving, Ledo reappeared behind two parting apparitions in conflict but feet away. Ledo was not in total control of this reality or its inhabitants, but was about to show Angel that no matter who held control - both sides were always vulnerable to deception of their own creations. Ledo leaned upon a tree trunk, their surroundings still carrying a resemblance to where they began; yet as his hand placed upon its darkened bark, the object vanished from sight. But when the nearby shadow creature of Angel's will saw opening, it swung at Ledo... but to crash upon the still present tree between them. It was no longer in the realm of sight, yet still held presence.

Adding to the layers upon layers, Ledo was teaching chaos. Standing there, he could not be felt; but seen, he awaited Angel's next approach. No matter the danger or confusion he presented to Angel, the same danger was also presenting before Ledo; as his concentration would require further focus and memory of that tree which he now held additional presence to. As more items in their world disappeared, Ledo could just as well come into contact with it unknowingly and disrupt his concentration. It was but a tipping of unstable ground, for this moment favoring Ledo ...soon to be favoring another?

 

[Dread]

Angel stepped forward when Ledo vanished, left-right-left and came to a halt. Loosing track of Ledo's signature until he reappeared at a tree – Angel noticed the tree soon leaving the presence of their worlds, and would attempt to remember it's location and the many objects that soon followed the same. Although it had it's disadvantages to both parties. It was not surprising Angel questioned this lesson; was it too risky? What about this risk did Ledo exactly covet? Perhaps it was more about forcing Angel to remember the layers of the world around them then exactly being a move worth using in battle unless necessary – or just plain and completely chaos.

One of Ledo's creature stood in combat with Angel's, Angel's creatures claws dug into Ledo's creatures round of his back, as it's teeth had also dug into the creatures right side of it's neck. Black fog poured out of the wounds unto the floor, adding another touch to the chaotic and creative duet that the two had created. The heavy fog on the floor from the many wounds became thicker as more of the creatures fought – and with every slice of a creature it not only thickened but raised higher off the ground. Slowly, the dark smoke, at a point, would fill above up to the two combatants heights – that is, if one did not attempt to alter the course of the illusion.

As quickly as he had changed his form to the 'Angel of Death', he would now adapt it to another form. A creature broke away from a pack, and now shifted it's attention to Angel – one of Ledo's, or soon to be formally Ledo's, creatures. It's large arm gripping a sword swung back. Angel went to his knee and bowed his head. The sword aimed at the back of Angel's neck, as if to hit him to instantly kill him. Instead, when the blade's course went to go through the neck the creature went stiff and fell forward. Angel and the creature began to merge. The cloaks tattered fabric seemed like it reached out to the creature, welcoming and embracing it into it's many 'arms'. With the mixing of both Angel's shadow and the creatures shadow, the creature came out dominate. Angel was no longer the figure he had changed into, but Ledo's own creation.

The creature marched back into it's pack. With the large army of two illusions clashing, and Ledo waiting, Angel had his group move towards Ledo. The ten creatures would attempt to surround Ledo, one after another from Ledo's back to the next creature to the left like domino's they all swung their swords towards Ledo's neck – from the left side to right like Angel would, his own twist. Angel's 'Angel of Death' figure ripped out of the creature he had chosen, emerging from it, which was the one behind Ledo that initially lead the attack. His silver blade swung from below, on a course to slid the blade and it's cold aura upward, from Ledo's lower back along the spine.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

Yet, as Ledo's arms swung up to strike the very sky, a swooping gust of wind and all that was smoke of cloud sucked up into the air; either disintegrating, evaporating, or pouring up into a pillar of black and gray along with Ledo's image. Each creature of both parties was unable to resist it, as Ledo did not take over their entities but rather guided their directions to alter their actions already set in motion.

Yet information created of another could not entirely cease to be under Ledo's wishes no matter his superior skill in this moment, thus led to a reforming of Angel's clouded suit of 'Death'; only not so uplifting as before. As Angel's stroke missed, he'd find himself enveloped in a dense cloud made of all of their creations caught in Ledo's swarming wind as Ledo himself seemed to reappear some feet away. If Angel's mind was sharp enough (should he be able to free himself of distraction and see clearly) to remember the locations of missing trees, he'd see through Ledo's next ploy as Ledo was not actually where he appeared to be; but instead projected his image upon a missing tree trunk.

With a shirking challenge of a head check, Ledo again addressed his progressing pupil of great potential. "Quite simple, yet... a little more direct."

Ledo still shown his learning student the countless applications and varying layers of deception and chaos. One need not be the originator of such tools and illusion to handle those tools with prowess. All of the smoke of their illusions, even that of the mist along the floor, would condense to stuff up and into each and every orifice and opening to Angel's body and face.

 

[Dread]

Under all the smoke, Angel seemed to vanish completely. He was being covered by his own cloak and so was his signature. He allowed the smoke to keep the area filled around where he had been. Ledo had brought all this into one spot, Angel simply used what control he had to maintain it for a certain amount of time as he made his way out.

Soon a image of Angel appeared in front of Ledo's image, but simply stood there and stared. It was only a guess that it was not Ledo, but Angel decided to play the same game as Ledo was. Angel remembered the tree, as the move had only been used so short after. Angel hoped his memory would not fail him later on.

"Where are you? Trickster, Demon...'Ledo'" He said, calling Ledo what he saw him as.

 

[Lyeric Ubbal Arathilion]

"Hahaha!" The voice echoed with two sounds. Angel was right, and Ledo relished in his pupil's expertise and execution. Yet still, Angel would have to defend his claim as the image of Ledo slashed out with a single crossing swipe of a diagonal from his lower left to upper right; the red beam igniting with haste from his sleeve to fully extend mid-swing.

Yet the slash was another distraction, as was the lesson here today, and through the slash and however its outcome - that image of Ledo would swirl away into a thin black smoke into Angel's projected image, also where a certain object would greet them. Just as the beam had ignited, there would seem a cracking sound. One of the trees would come falling, as if the swipe done by Ledo's image had caused it... or at least cut in a simultaneous motion as the real Ledo. And the heavy tree of full age would fall on top of the Angel image just as the Ledo image puffed away. The crash of the tree would flatten both in a powerful slam!

And so, the real Ledo stood next to the cut stump as he had no choice but to reveal himself in the act. Now the tables were turned, as it was Ledo who would need to find Angel; that is, if he had not revealed himself in his next act in the absence of his copy's demise or even Angel's move to find Ledo.

 

[Dread]

Just as the tree fell, Angel found himself free of the victims end of it, though being covered in a cloak he expected Ledo wouldn't know. Once both Angel's and Ledo's image began to vanish, Angel reached out in the force to stop the tree mid-air and send it back to the now revealed Ledo in a great amount of speed, as if to challenge Ledo to stop the heavy trunk quickly baring down on him with his own force power. Using this for a moment of distraction and danger.

As this happened Angel's cloak faded, washing away to show the real Angel located neither the side the tree had fallen or is currently falling, but between and away. Quickly after his cloak faded, Angel moved forward to slash at Ledo's shoulder, the shoulder of his dominate side, from left to right. Though now Angel could start to feel his speed slow down; everything was beginning to take a tool on his bodies ability to draw on the force.

((OOC EDIT: Lol Sorry for the super crappy post. Tired. I need to start replying with enthusiasm again. ))