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Yawgmoth's eyes closed and the deep black aura around him faded. Sitting down on the closest seat which happened to be the left hand side of a longer couch he just sighed and crossed his arms. With the answer made the darkness no longer had to send out a wide spread call. It was now aware of who it was looking for. It began to speak to her. ~"You have forged the opening to talk to us. We are the darkness. Tell us why. What is it you desire from us?"~. Yawgmoth of course was listening in on their conversation but was not telling the darkness what to say. Since the thoughts racing through his head made it difficult to concentrate it was likely he wouldn't even remember the conversation between the darkness and ziven in the morning but remained listening in either case.

Guessing the voice wasn't meant for him, he sighed softly and sat back down, sipping on his tea as he hummed a punk rock Christmas song in his head. He waved his finger slowly around and took in a few deep breaths. It had been awhile since the darker side of him had been in contact with anyone or anything.

Fox looked at this room as he walked over to his chair. The high back best of a thing that lie in front of the fire place. Fox could be felt in the room. Though he was not putting out power. The skin its self was radiating. The main thing that Yawgmoth gave to him squirmed with pain and disbolefe. So Fox him self wiggled and grunted his teath with the same pain. not making a nose, for he was a Darkstride and pain was nothing to them.

Getting an uneasy feeling to the conversation he knew was still going on, Tutsumi sighed and closed his eyes, speaking into Zi's mind as well.

Remember to keep yourself straight, Zi. The darkness of life is a fickle thing, it's not something many want because it leads you to choices you will never want to make in your life. If you're thinking of going that path...I both pity you and wish you some advice...take time to think about it before just jumping in. Notice how Yawg is acting and ask yourself if you're willing to become like that.

Siting off in his own little world, Fox closed his eyes as well. This was not to do anything for once. He just wanted to know how he was going to tell his mother , or if Yawgmoth should do it. The only thing that eh said was "My lord." This was soft and low like he did not want anyone to hear him tough he did not care. Fox's tail sat there digging in to the red fabric that his chair was known for and the fluff that filled it that covered the metal that is was made of. Though the raped and constet movement of the tail started to tair in to this and show some of the metal that was starting to flake off.

Yawgmoth's face grew into a smirk. Ooooh it wasn't going to like that response. Continuing to listen but not say a word he just sat there smirking as his closed eyes looked towards the ceiling. A pause before the darkness responded. ~"Ah ah ah. For every secret to power you must give something up in return. If you will not submit to us then you must embrace us. Only when one of these conditions is met will we teach you anything. To embrace us all you need to do is ask. We will do the rest. We will come to your aid when called upon as you call other magics to do things. As we will come to do the same things with our power. There is a small catch. A part of us will be within your very veins this way. You will still be free willed. But we will always be there. Within you as we are within Yawgmoth's very being. Do we have a deal?"~ it inquired. Always looking for new blood and new users to wield it. The constant struggle of the elements was one the of the balancing forces of the universe. Just as fire and ice feuded with one another so did darkness and light. Each trying to gather 'soldiers' as they were to wield their power in battle against the other side. Yawgmoth shrugged at Kurohito's words. "We are aware that we are doing nothing to help find the killer. But we have no leads. And we seriously doubt it. Our son was a fool. He had the greatest power in the universe, stronger than ourselves and any creature we have ever seen. But he was not a fighter. He didn't like to cause pain or harm anyone. So he never developed his potential might and instead focused on his schoolwork and young life. Enjoying it's pleasures instead of doing battle. We do have quite a handful of enemies who would stop at nothing to get at us, we cannot help but think this is one of those times where they attacked someone close to us that was too weak to stop them. And we'd be lying if we said we weren't thinking in our head of a way to bring him back from the dead. Though the dark arts allow for such a feat, the powers of darkness we wield do this at a great and terrible price. Such is the thing with darkness. For it's near unstoppable force it always demands a price in return for its work. Even someone who has a mastery of it as we do needs to grant it some token of appreciation. By chance, you know of some way? Your wisdom seems to be boundless since the day we have come into contact with you. If you know a way, share."

He listened as he put the end of the pipe back to his lips and drew in some more of the tobacco. "The Ice Pyramid to the North could probably help you. Other than that, I know some people whou could bring him back at a small price to pay. The kid would come back different in terms of attitude, but he would be back. The Ice Pyramid is dangerous in it's own right, but the path of least resistance wields the worst result. Choice is yours boy." He said as he let his hand pat Yawgmoth on the shoulder as he stood and pressed his yikata down a bit. "Now if you excuse me, I have some fish to gut." He turned as he left the Bar, heading outside.