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 Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:23 am
Yawgmoth had been about to answer with some witty retort when some bumbling kid tripped. This klutz must've been the noise in the kitchen, Yawgmoth was sure of that now. Yawgmoth smirked a little at his plight but then once more returned his attention to Ayla. "It's actually just fine." Yawgmoth said in attempt to taunt her some more, his tail rose up and the end of it waved a little at her, like it was a third arm. The pain was there but Yawgmoth was good at not showing it, a side effect of a life of constant wars and battles. One learned not to show pain to the enemy. "Maybe we should apologize and give you a hug you think? We're sure your ribs would appreciate it..." he fired back with an innocent playful grin.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:30 am
he got up and brushed off his silk clothes, he walked slowly over to the bar, he waved his hand a little and the lock on his tome flipped onto the cover and locked itself, he then walked behind the bar and looked around for any wine-shaped bottles from where he was standing, "man, didn't these guys ever hear of a label?" he said while shrugging his shoulders
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:35 am
Her green orbs darkened, almost turning into a glare. "That's quite alright. I wouldn't want to give your lover, Aliator, the wrong idea, should he walk in." Ayla glanced briefly at the kid and couldn't help but smile at his dorky ways. "Careful there," she lulled. "You might end up hurting poor Yawgie's tail with your... eccentric ways, kid." Just as she emphasized the nickname, her eyes returned to fixate themselves on Yawgmoth to continue mocking him.
She downed the rest of her drink and placed it back on the bar counter, then brushed past Yawgmoth to go seat herself on the sofa.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:39 am
"Really now? Because we were certain that you were hard up to get in bed with us from the start, maybe we'll make that happen before the day's out. Willingly, or not. Catch our drift little girl?" Yawgmoth threatened the tone of his voice growing increasingly agitated. She succeeded in pissing him off but she knew first hand his threats were very very real. He could have done whatever he wanted to her after their little skirmish but he didn't and that was the real humiliation. She would always be aware that he had her, right where he wanted her and let her go for his amusement. "The bottles are old kid. Probably lacking labels. You should be able to see what type of wine it is through the bottles however." Yawgmoth further instructed. This clumsy kid made him snicker, perhaps he wouldn't just out and kill him or attack him like Yawgmoth was known for doing to all the newer people in the guild.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:45 am
Raven blinked her eyes opened and groaned loudly. She had fallen asleep there at the bar. Looking up to notice Yawgmoth and another girl talking. Barely a growl rumbled in her throat and her hands moved over to her belly. Letting out a loud sigh she softly grabbed her wine glass and took a sip of it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:54 am
Ayla's fist clenched at her side, not appreciating his subtle hints. "Aww," she spoke sweetly, sugar coating her anger. "You could always continue hoping. Maybe some poor soul will pity you and lay in your bed when I turn your advances down. Again." It took her great effort to seat herself on the sofa, much less lie down to rest her aching limbs. She made sure to cover her legs with her skirt, and sighed in delight when her muscles began to relax.
The alcohol had worked its magic, and the Psion could no longer feel the pain in her neck. It was still sore, but not nearly as sore as it had been. The rest of her injuries, however, would still take some time to heal. Arrogant b*****d, she cursed inwardly, throwing a quick glare in Yawgmoth's direction.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 6:03 am
Yawgmoth uncrossed his arms and sat on a stool. Ignoring the rest of the room his eyes focused solely on the psion. "You know what's funny, we got the hint the day we met you that you were the one making the advances little girl. We believe that had we not opened our mouth to you in such a harsh manner, youd've tried to sleep with us already. Why don't you quit playing the denial game, it's getting very boring. We don't like to be bored." the tyrant responded putting a hand on each knee with a fleeting smile at her, to showcase that he enjoyed getting on her nerves and pushing on her buttons. "Well? We're waiting." he said pushing her some more.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 6:13 am
"I don't fool around with pee-brained idiots, sorry." Ayla brought her finger to her lips and chewed lightly on the tip, pondering whether or not taunting him more would be such a wise idea. But as soon as she heard him continue speaking, all thoughts of backing down disappeared. "It's interesting how you seem to not know your opponents. If I bore you, why do you continue to pursue me? Are you that desperate, Yawgie? Wifey's not giving you what you need? Or perhaps you're tired of being the submissive b***h in your relationship with your male lover?"
Ayla supported an arm under her head and crossed her legs, smirking to herself. It absolutely thrilled her to taunt that man. She didn't know why, nor did she care. But it felt good.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 6:18 am
Yawgmoth could only laugh as her insults slid right off of him, pee-brained? Well he certainly had enough brains to best her a few times now. She knew. Her other taunts are what got him and with a sigh he stated clearly. "Why are you so interested in us hrmmm? We figured you'd try to run away after what we did to you but you stay, trying to make fun of us but to no avail. What do you care if Crow is putting out or not? Jealous perhaps? Want a taste of us for yourself is that it?" He said continuing to taunt. "We have already explained our interest in you as best and blunt as we can, if it is beyond your comprehension to understand that it is our nature to be as we are then we pity you."
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 6:32 am
"No, no. You're getting it wrong again, Yawgie. I am not interested in you. I have no intention of ever being interested in you, nor will I allow myself to ever go near you. You simply don't have what it takes to catch and hold my interest." Her expression remained serious as she spoke. She closed her eyes and relaxed, hoping to sort out her emotions before she revealed any secrets. "You, however, seem awfully obsessed with me. But see, I will never be your pet. And I emphasize never because you seem to have trouble understanding that."
She held her hand up and willed herself that bottle of whiskey. It took off from the bar counter and landed securely in her hand only moments later. Not caring about the glass this time, Ayla promptly put the bottle to her lips and took a long sip.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 6:37 am
Yawgmoth stood up from the stool shaking his head back and forth. He walked towards her and stopped shy of where she had planted herself. Leaning closer he whispered audibly enough for her to hear but not everyone else. "We asked nicely that you stop playing the denial game. Your insults are only so amusing. Besides, you'll be the one catching us before the night is over." Yawgmoth concluding boldly before turning away and returning to his stool, his point made. His arms once more crossed over his chest and he eagerly awaited her response.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 7:02 am
Ayla's eyes snapped open. Her fingers gripped the bottle tightly, and the temptation of throwing it at Yawgmoth seemed all too alluring. Licking her lips, she quietly rolled to her feet and corked the bottle. "I really ought to break that tail of yours again," she threatened with a growl, moving over to the bar to put the bottle away. She had definitely had enough alcohol, and enough of him.
She didn't put the bottle back in its original place, but in a place where she could find it rather easily if needed to. Re-appearing from behind the bar, she trudged back to the sofa and re-seated herself.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 7:05 am
Raven tried hard to resist her laughing. But she had to try and stay invisible to Yawgmoth and took deep breathes and softly chuckles as she brought her wine to her lips taking a long sip and refilling it. She started thinking, why Yawgmoth was sleeping in the rafters intead of Crow's bed. "Hmmm..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 7:06 am
Yawgmoth snickered as that was her only come back for that. "We would adore seeing you try. Besides, you have never witnessed our true might. But maybe, maybe your curiosity wants to find out. What do you say hmm? Care to a demonstration of what you'd really be up against?" he inquired arching his brow in her direction. His eyes of course fixated on her walking. Like a typical male Yawgmoth was caught by the magical movement on hips on most women and how they swayed back and forth. It was a common flaw between all males though, it just seemed to be stronger in Yawgmoth than most.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 7:20 am
Ayla pulled her skirt up to massage her thigh, fuming. He was really pushing the wrong buttons, and this female was not appreciating it. "There you go with that arrogance again. Is that your way of trying to woo a woman; open that foul mouth of yours and tell the world how supposedly great you are?" She struggled to keep her upper body as straight as she could, to keep the pressure off of her ribs, but failed miserably and had to pull her hands away from her aching leg.
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