Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Anastasia]

"I believe that is not an option, Mr. Tanewaki," he says blandly. "We shall provide you with transportation."

[Carthrat]

"Will you provide me with transportation back?" replies Carthrat, pondering several undiplomatic ways to extract information from these men.

[Anastasia]

"Certainly, Mr. Tanewaki," he replies again.

[Carthrat]

"Is your boss as anal as you?" asks Carthrat.

[Anastasia]

Without any change of expression or tone, he replies. "He may very well be. Shall we go now?"

[Carthrat]

"Fine," replies Carthrat, standing up. "Lead the way."

[Anastasia]

They escort you out of the cafe and into the car you saw earlier. They seat you in the back while they take the front seats, the man who stayed silent driving.

After about a half hour of fighting through traffic, you come to a large skyscraper. It is the Mazawaki building, owned by a Japanese corporation of the same name.  The car pulls into a side parking garage, stops for a moment in where you see the driver exchange some sort of card with a guard. After that, the car goes in the garage, gets a parking space and stops.

"We are here, Mr. Tanewaki," the agent says.

[Carthrat]

"And so we are," replies Carthrat, getting out the car. "Are you going to just sit there or take me to your boss?"

[Anastasia]

"This way, Mr Taniwaki," he says, ignoring your comment. Leading you out of the car and to an elevator, you find yourself going up. It's a keycard activated life, you note, as one of the suits swipes a card to start the ride.

A short time and many floors later, you step out into a comfortable lobby. The men lead you straight through it, down a softly lit hallway and into a large, windowed office. You get a fairly nice view of early evening Hong Kong from up high as you are escorted to a fine leather seat.

A desk is the main feature in the office besides a potted plant, deep carpeting and a computer. At the desk sits a balding Japanese man, probably on the good side of fifty. In Japanese, he says, "Hello, Mr. Tanewaki. I trust your trip here was endurable?" His voice is polite and gracious, like a good host.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat shrugs. "Interesting choice of words, Mr..."

[Anastasia]

"Smith. Johnathan Smith," he says coolly. "Now, it has come to my attention you had an involvement in certain incidents in Japan recently?" he says, picking up a folder from his desk. Taking out a sheet of paper, he reads from it. "A destroyed skyscraper you owned via monster attack...Suspected murder....sending off enough demonic energy to send the local magic patterns into a fit. Oh yes, we know that was you, Mr. Tanewaki."

Also...The Sapporou incident," he says blandly. "Not to mention that the captured beast seems to have some damned fixation on a 'Carthrat chan'." Looking up from the sheet, he continues. "I believe you have been...busy."

[Carthrat]

"I trust you are about to start telling me important things?" replies Carthrat, wondering if these morons are going to blackmail him.

[Anastasia]

"We...merely wish to confirm matters with you," he says. "We have come to the conclusion that whatever demonic energy you had before is gone, correct?"

[Carthrat]

Carthrat's hand unconcious touches the necklace dangling around his neck.

"That would be correct, yes. An experiance I'd much rather not repeat."

[Anastasia]

He looks at you, his expression unreadable. "Very well."

"Next, we have a beast in custody. The common people would refer to such a creature as a Tarrasque, I believe. The funny thing is that even in captivity," he frowns for a moment before going on, "It is fixated with you. It goes on about some home plant, cuteness and...A...Sailor Ratty...chan," he says, slowly saying those last words like it's hard for him to speak without laughing. "We would wish for clarificiation on this matter."