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*flail refills his glass and sips from it, sigh out of boredom*it can get so boring in here

Dax walks into the bar quietly humming a tune to himself as he walks through the room.

Blue eyes peered over the top of her book as another entered. She could not help but smile a bit as this person seemed to be in good spirits. Waiting until he was looking in her direction, she bobbed her head in greeting but decided not to disturb him with a verbal greeting since he seemed to have an agenda. The peaceful semi quite was interrupted abruptly as Yawgmoth rather unceremoniously fell from the rafters. Suppressing any signs of amusement, she merely raised a brow.

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Gently closing her book, she placed it in her lap, folding her arms over the top. With a pleasant smile, she again nodded her head to Dax and greeted him back. "Good evening."

After a couple of shuffling noises in the kitchen that Yawgmoth had ducked himself into, he returned mumbling some nonsense under his breath. He stretched in such a manner that one could hear his shoulders and back bones pop in rapid succession one after the other. Twisting his neck he made another loud yawn and made his way to a lone chair. Sitting in the chair Yawgmoth's crimson eyes finally scanned the room finding the inhabitants, upon finding Ziven amongst them a sly grin crossed his face and he relaxed back "So Ziven" Yawgmoth said with the most vile smile his fanged grin could produce "Who are you going to cling to next after we kill Reeve?" He asked in a taunting manner. If she was not aware of it he would be sure to enlighten her to what Kain had told him in the ruins of the arena.

"Well, thank you. A bit quiet, I daresay, however I have a feeling that may change a bit now." she said softly, with a bright smile. "How might you be on this evening?"

As if on queue, Yawgmoth decided to speak up. Piercing blue eyes looked at him, quite opposite of the expression she had on her face a moment before when speaking with Dax. Logically he meant whom might she 'cling to' romantically, though he could mean something else. There were a great many responses she considered saying, but she settled on something she hoped would not give away that she was furious with his words. "No one."

Yawgmoth leaned forward in the chair placing his hands upon his knees. His tail laying over the left arm of the chair as he gave Ziven another vile grin. "We regret to inform you, that the shadow who follows Reeve, we believe his name is Kain?, talked to us the other night when we challenged Reeve. He informed us, that Reeve does wish to challenge us, and will some day. In case he didn't tell you, we'll tell it for you. Be prepared to lose him. He will not survive against us. No one ever does." Yawgmoth said with a menacing laughter. "Of course, we would not be beyond your bartering for his life should we win. Have some good excuses ready for us not to stomp a boot through his head. As long as win we could care less if he lives or dies. But, it's simply more amusing to kill him now that you've grown so close." Yawgmoth said with another laugh flopping back into the chair.