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Dax walked into the bar slowly, letting out a deep yawn as he walked... He wasn't to use to being awake during the day, during the hours of the Sun.
He looked around abit, then headed over towards the fire place and sat down on the floor, stretching his legs out and leaning back on his hands

Letting out a deep yawn, dax gave a light, tired smile to Ziv, then looked back to teh fire place, he eye sonly half open

Looking to the voice Dax raised an eyebrow. Seeing who he was Dax gave an odd smile, noded his head and gave his normal salute/wave. He decided to shift his position to watch the events unfolding before him.
For once I think I agree with ya Yawg... No honor, deserves no life.... Dax shifts his gaze back towards Yawg Rip his very soul from his body

Chuckling at Dax's words he nodded. "Of course. In due time though. We'd rather let the kid sweat things out. The more fear sets in the more his true cowardice will show. Or maybe you've manned up since last time. We will see." Yawgmoth said with a vile smirk splitting his lips. Truth be hold he was simply tired right now from just waking a few moments ago. Fighting right after waking up usually pulled muscles and the like. So he made the excuse of wanting to torment Felix with his impending doom as the scape goat for letting his muscles stretch and his body wake. Though..he'd have to entertain himself in the mean time. He figured he'd best not let that power go to waste. Stepping towards the wall Yawgmoth seemed to be sucked in by the darkness on the walls. He then came out from the floor in Ziven's very own shadow behind her. Placing his hands on her shoulders "Now, you, we were hoping to see you again too. You will be demonstrating your skills with what we've taught you today for us won't you?" He asked leaning his head down closer to her. "And by the way, you look absolutely delicious today." he both complimented and mocked in one statement. His serpentine tongue crept out and in a quick motion laced from the bottom jawline of Ziven's right cheek towards the top of it before he pulled his head away chuckling heartily.

With a great twitch, she disappeared with a small pop, reappearing a few feet away from her original position. Looking to Yawgmoth with an upset expression, she spoke. "Do not lick me." That was all that was on her mind for the moment. It took everything in her power not to slap him and the only reason for holding back on that reaction was due to Ali's request not to fight until he said it was acceptable.

Slowly Dax's words registered with her. With a blink, she took her gaze from Yawgmoth, transferring to Dax. "Over all .. I am well. Though presently, as I would think is obvious, I am not pleased. What of yourself, friend?" she said as civilly as possible given her upset.

The last parts of Felix's message came across as breaking static to Yawgmoth. His brain was highly developed and its genetic structure unique. In additon, Yawgmoth was fearful of psionic creatures and had developed his own mental defenses similar to Ziven's to ward off any assault from enemies of such a powerful psychic nature. Thus his message would only get through partially and only because of its power. Though his words reached Yawgmoth's ears Yawgmoth simply began to laugh. Stopping for a moment Yawgmoth shrugged his shoulders looking at the kid. "We have our pride as a warrior. We have been in countless battles, killed countless people, we run a warring empire to this very day. No one will strip us of our honor as a warrior. But then if what you say is true, then it is those very elders you speak of that are the cowards. Hiding you, fighting in your place, then running themselves. Unlike you they DO have the experience and yet they fled. How utterly and completely pathetic. It is not simply our nature, but our very existence in this universe is to be that driving force which pushes chaos onto the natural way. And to drive our point home that you still are a coward, we have but one thing to add. You could've just not shown up in the arena. Showing up in the arena meant you accepted our challenge as an honorable man. Showing up to face the foe. And then to run!? by ANY means. Cowardice. Plain and simple." Yawgmoth said fiercely. He then continued " Dax is experienced yes but Ziven was and is not experienced in the ways of combat. But even so she has stood up to us, knowing full well we could grab her head with one hand and crush her skull to powder. She knows this at every waking moment yet, she is not hesitant in the least to show her displeasure at our actions. Look. Even now, she stands defiant and demands that we not put our tongue on her. We respect the fact that she even has the balls to say that to us. Because if she was any other living thing, you are aware we'd rip her tongue out aren't you? But no matter. You are but a fly kid. Rest assured, you are going to die for what you've done then, and what you've done today. We simply have people with higher priority on their heads to off before you. We hope, that you'll sleep with one eye open. Because you will not know when we have killed those we consider higher priorities to murder than you, and you will not know when we will come. But we decree here and now. That you and those two things you 'allowed to come' are going to die at our hands. And be nothing more than another number tacked on to our death total." Yawgmoth said back with a smug expression flexing his hands open and closed. Looking to Ziven he gave her a sick smile. Deciding he would not listen any more to the child's nonsense. "And you. Why? Don't like it? Maybe that's because we didn't like the right parts of you. Care to let us give those a try? No. Of course not who are we kidding. But, at least you taste good." Yawgmoth mocked licking his lips to taunt her further laughing in a madding manner afterwards. As his laughter continued Yawgmoth walked towards the darkened arch ways that lead down to Crow's dungeon and stepped down the stairs. His laughter continuing to echo up the stone stairwell until he was too far down and it silenced.

He meandered into the bar room from the office once more. He sighed as the door clicked behind him, the days seemed to stretch to nearly endless marathons now. The slight chill of the room bit him lightly causing him to walk over to the fire and toss in a log or two, moving the slowly dying ones so they can get more air and spark back to life. He sank into his chair with another sigh.

Fox already being int eh room and hearing this large disagreement that was going on around him decides to throw his little tidbit of info in to the mix. ' You know there is one child that has challenged Sir,Yawgmoth here to a fight that was not his own, Well one that I know of. Yes the child lost but he is still living to this day, me. So children fighting this man is not imposable and is not completely stupid yes it is not well founded to think of such thinks, dose not mean that it is not done. Just me with me still living I am nothing but a ill founded prates, gone horribly awesome! So yes pride and horner can come at any age, you have just failed to take the opportunity" Fox said as he was hanging down from the rafters with his tail used to hold him up mostly but legs warped around each side sending his half long black hair flowing to the ground as his soft gray eyes paired along the people that where around. Peering back and forth from Yawgmoth to Ziven and DAX. Smiling to the three of them as he looked at them, knowing he may or may not get a response.