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Yawgmoth snarled lightly as his frustration grew. "You've got one minute. Or it'll be your arms. Both of them. And then your kneecaps. Next your legs. And then once you're incapable of movement we'll have our way with you. Every way. Then. We'll be nice and set the bones. Only to snap them again. And we'll repeat this process until we're bored with you and leave you outside for the animals to nibble on as they please until someone finds you. Are we making everything clear? Because you're certainly testing our ******** patience woman." Yawgmoth snapped in Ziven's direction. His crimson gaze flared as if there were a fire in his eyes. His arms unfolded from his chest and clenched into fists. "Your clock starts." he said narrowing his gaze. "Now.."

Yawgmoth of course sat. And said not a word until she was done. Rubbing his shoulder where she'd healed it he found his skin was perfect and the injury and biting pain gone. Not bad for someone who didn't specialize in that type of magic. "See? How hard was that? If Aliator insists on getting angry at you because your left hand healed. Then tell him it was our fault." He said. But, suddenly with a vicious smile Yawgmoth's arm closest to her left hand snapped up and took hold of her left hand. The proximity to him and the fact that she was likely frustrated and wouldn't be thinking too clearly meant to avoid it was to move at an impossible rate."But since he wants them both injured for some reason. And we're just itching to be a d**k. You can tell him this one is from us." Yawgmoth said with a bright toothy smile as his hand squeezed. A crushing grip meant to grind bones into powder. Though, for her case he would cease this action once bones snapped before he them continue to squeeze and grind on one another. Once the snap occurred and a few of the bones broke, he would cease his grip entirely and let go all together.

Chuckling softly Raven smiled. "Evening Ziven..." Raven's eyes darted around to see if Ziven popped anywhere else, she loudly groaned. 'Crap.. Now I have to be alone with Yawgmoth..' Raven simply sighed and leaned her head on her hand that was sitting on the bar counter. She lifted her drink up and took a sip before setting it back down and leaning her head on her hand again.

A small bunny tried to stay off the radar in the kitchen. It had found it's way in through the pet door and didn't have the weight to push the swinging door to the bar open. Once a cricket, somehow, it awoke a bunny...outside.

The bunnies heart beat rapidly as it creeped around the leg of a prep table. Blinking with bright round eyes, it calmed a little, seeing the girl in the kitchen was no threat.

Twitching it's ears, the bunny watched the girl as she ate. Her tummy rumbled herself and wished she had the words to ask for food of her own.

The little bunny sneezes.

Wiggling it's nose, the bunny sniffed the cheese, it pondered ofer it a moment then took a tiny bite with it's large front teeth. The chewing was rather a site due to the grinding motions rabbits had to better chew ruffage. it must have looked like a dog with a mouth full of peanut butter.