"[b]Right... Well, I was hoping that you knew where to go, 'cause I don't know when or where we are.[/b]" Ginger finally brushed the last of the grime off of his weapon, a pool of blackness oozing out near his feet. Avoiding it, he stood up, and pointed at the Dojo's gate in the distance. "[b]Figure that place wouldn't be a bad place to start.[/b]"