Welcome to Gaia! ::

Drip, drip, drip. One drop after the other feel from the beams above plinking on the wooden beams below. The quiet background noise was hardly what one would call innocent. Though it couldn't be seen for the blackness the puddle forming on the ground was certainly something one wouldn't want to get close to. The dripping sound stopped and all at once the puddle jumped up and became solid in a few seconds. Like it was intended to frighten someone by suddenly becoming Yawgmoth. Though this was not the case, he was merely expanding on his own power trying to reform at a faster rate once dispersed into liquids. Cracking his neck two crimson eyes peered out from the blackness. Almost immediately Yawgmoth felt like throwing up at the sight of the cutesy couple. What the hell did that woman see in Reeve anyway? He wondered. Yawgmoth's eyes wandered to Zero who looked....like hell to put it bluntly. Yawgmoth hadn't seen his old friend and nemesis in such a shape in a long long time. He seemed to be disillusioned to reality so Yawgmoth left him alone, but, with a sinister toothy smile started to trot his way towards the blue haired woman. Luckily for him she had gotten up to fetch Reeve a drink which mean he could do what he wanted to. "Hello there" His voice said in a soft but cold tone as he neared her. "We have something that needs discussing with you as soon as possible. Like say for instance...now."

Yawgmoth moved a little bit closer to ensure that she was within reaching distance for what he had planned. "A few things. One of which is the out standing debt we owe you. The second of which is a question, we would like to know what makes you stay with that man over there. Why do you desire him over the other, superior males in the syndicate? Perhaps you are not even aware of what they offer. And him being the first person to show you any interest..." Yawgmoth's eyes glinted for a moment, actually Yawgmoth had been the first to show her interest..though malevolent interest. "But, you are aware of what you could ask from us aren't you? Hmmm we think we'll show you. Besides, it's an insight into the workings of our brain over the past few minutes." he said in a lower tone, almost instantly his large hands placed themselves on her cheeks with swift motion. This was to focus where he had to gaze. His eyes closed themselves for a moment and opened with a bright red flash that was meant to aim straight for her own eyes. This type of magic was....an odd form of hypnotism in that it was just meant to let the 'victim' see the thoughts of the user. What she saw however were several x-rated images of herself and Yawgmoth flashing through a few times before his eyes broke contact and the trick was done. Taking a step back Yawgmoth began to laugh. "You'll have to forgive us, in our curiosity to know why you choose Reeve, we had to show you what you'd be missing out on. At least where it concerns us." he finished with a sly snicker. He was well aware of what he'd shown her and was pretty sure she was going to be rather flustered or angry with him. But she'd get over it. It wasn't like he hit her.

"You're far too timid. Even now that we can't see anything you try to shield yourself from us." Yawgmoth replied shaking his head back and forth. "Sadly, you're in love with a dead man. We wonder who you'll run to when we kill him." he said with a simple shrug and laugh. "And....never is such a strong word. Why don't you just say not at this point in time." he continued egotistically. Running a hand over his chin he paused for a moment. "Because you realize you're forgetting. What you saw was consensual, but..." the tone of his voice shifted, lower, colder and far more sinister. "It doesn't have to be if we don't want it to. Catch our drift?" the growling voice said firmly. Though in an instant he went back to laughing in his usual voice tone. Bipolarity might as well be Yawgmoth's middle name. Sitting down at the bar now a little ways from where she was fixing Reeve's drink. "And by the way, you're wrong. We treated you as an individual. but where we come from that doesn't mean a damn thing. Such is the law of the universe, the nature of Phyresis, and our nature in general. If we were say...lions, or some kind of animal like that. We would've already had you. Because you wouldn't care for this individuality crap, only that we were the strongest male around. Like we said, nature of the universe. Sentients are so prone to over complicating things. You seem to be especially good at this Ziven. But" Putting his hands on the bar his cold crimson stare moved back to locking gazes with her. "We would really like you to make your request sometime within the next few days. Out standing debts bug us to all hell."

Yawgmoth listened for a moment and began to laugh aloud. Once calmed he hung his head looking towards the floor. Shaking his head from side to side Yawgmoth spoke without looking up. "You are aware. Because you have come into contact with us, and we want something from you. You cannot escape us. We will get what we want before you allow you to run away from this place. And if by some chance you manage to escape we will track you down across the universe. So you see Ziven. From the day you made contact with us, your fate regarding us was already sealed. Why do you think we have made no more advances than just idle talk and empty threats? Because when the time does come, there's nothing you or any other living creature can do to stand in our way." He concluded looking up at her with a crazed expression. His grin warped into a twisted smile with shining white teeth showing. The redness in his eyes was now giving way to some black lines cracking through the crimson. All in all a terrible expression. "Request denied. We asked you not to be too extravagant. You only landed a single shot. Asking us to cease is asking us deny our nature as a living entity. We cannot do that. Try again." he said calmly as the twisted expression left his face returning it to the somber collected face he had upon his entrance. "Besides, do you think Aliator will let you give up over one man? Unlike us, Aliator has faith in you. And to be honest, we have faith in Aliator's choices. He did not pick you out of happenstance. So try to grow a little self esteem." Yawgmoth complimented despite his threats and grim statement.

Yawgmoth shrugged at her first statement. He figured Crow would get a kick out of him tormenting people. After all that was their goal, control domination and overall evil. Oh well. Her request though puzzled Yawgmoth. "Very well. We will teach you how to move as we do. Pull your pants up from the ankle. Show us your calf muscles please." Yawgmoth asked simply. Despite what he'd been suggesting to her the whole night this wasn't actually anything perverted. If she had stronger calf muscles than normal from her travels and walking then teaching her to move like he did wouldn't be too hard. Just would require lots of practice. If she didn't, he'd have to train her to develop her leg muscles first. Then teach her.

Yawgmoth nodded in approval. "Good. First thing tomorrow morning you are to meet us on the training grounds in...running clothes. We don't care what you wear up top but the bottom needs to be loose fitting so your legs have ease of movement. And if you have time tonight before you sleep. Try raising your foot off of the ground and tensing your leg muscles as you do so. And then lower your foot quickly, keeping it tense, then release the tension the moment your foot hits the floor. Practice to get your timing down. We will teach you the rest of the trick tomorrow morning. Be ready." Yawgmoth said standing up. So a third person would learn how Yawgmoth moved. Well....it was technically how Takara moved. As that young ronin had taught Yawgmoth many moons ago and now he was doing the same to Ziven. Yawgmoth greatfully took the teacup she had granted him. "Though we have to admit. If you keep doing these nice favors for us, maybe we won't do those horrible things to you. You have your many uses outside of sex perhaps. We shall see. Good night. And thank you for the cup." He said placing his hand on the cup and vanishing with the cup, the air heated where he once stood.

"Hehehehe.....Always the the nice dog to follow so humbly to her master." Kire said with a calm voice. He had this deranged smile along his lips. Paying attention to others conversations was a nice hobby he had grown to like for some reason. His silverish hair , and his odd outfit. Would have been easier to see since it stands right out. Kire was not one to hide for very long.