Jasmine opened her eyes. She was a genie, and she had been summoned.

"Master of the Genie," she murmured quietly as she bowed down low throught the smoke that had erupted at her arrival.

"What is your wish?"

OOC : K if I join?

No-Mel scratched his bearded chin. HIs scimitar dangled at his side heavily decorated.
"A real genie huh? Very well. It was worth killing that useless Alladin over. You shall wait with fulfilling my wishes I must think this over."
No-Mel had killed a man known as Alladin for his thieving skills and had taken the lamp that was on his dead body.
"How many wishes are to be granted?"

ooc~ of course it's okay. thank you for joining.

ic~


Jasmine had lain dormant in the magic lamp for centuries, until Alladin had come. He was going to free her... but then he was killed. Jasmine glanced at the scimitar. So this was No-Mel. The one Alladin had stolen from so many times, too arrogant to consider that he could be captured, killed.

"Master." Jasmine bowed her head. "Three wishes, traditionally," Jasmine answered with a smile. She stood up gracefully, her rosy silk dress sweeping the ground. The weilder of the djinn held three potential wishes, although there was one possible wish for more wishes... But if that wasn't your first wish, you were only granted three.

No-Mel thought about this.
"Genie tell me how I can achieve more wishes. I must know. Three wishes aren't enough to make up for my suffering in life." He sat down on the sandy rock in the desert next to the lifeless body of Alladin.

Jasmine sighed, knowing this would be the beginning of a long life in servitude. "You must use your first wish to gain more wishes. Every wish after that doesn't hold enough power to acheive more... Though you can't ask for infinite wishes, impossible, you can wish for the rest of your life to have me there to grant your wishes..." Jasmine closed her lids over her purple eyes, her silky dress changed from pink to black.

He grinned at her.
"In that case I wish for no less than 501 wishes to be fulfilled by my 75th birthday." He wasn't going to use them all right away but certainly some.

"Interesting, Master," Jasmine smiled at the request. "If I may ask, Master, why that number?"

"No reason my good genie. Could you fullfill my wish please?"
He was always polite to women. Even though she was a genie and could just as well be his slave he felt for her the same way he would when talking to a beautifull woman. Wich she was.

Jasmine's face broke into another smile. "It is already done, Master, 501 wishes left." He seemed like a very kind Master, compared to many of them...

There was actually alot more to the number he had given her but it didn't matter much at the moment.
My first wish weird as it may seem is to have a never emty water sack filled with the coldest ice tea with lemon flavor."
He had wanted this since his childhood and found it appropriate for his first wish.

"A never empty water sack?" Jasmine smiled and a water sack appeared in her hand. She handed it to him. "The coldest ice tea with a lemon flavor, Master," she glanced around at the desert. "Where do you live anyhow, Master? Is 501 part of your address?" She laughed a little, realizing that he wouldn't understand the joke, he had never been to the future.

ooc~ 500 wishes left. (sorry i have to keep track somehow. lol.)

ooc- question: where did you get the word djinn from?