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Shesha gave a bit of a sigh from where he was sitting on the floor of his room, surveying the mess around him. It was caused by a bit of a tussle that he'd had with Lord Fiath upon the man coming to visit and try to attack him. It was nothing compared to the attack by the assassin though, in fact Shesha had been mussed up but other then his clothing getting a little ripped and his hair clipping yanked out he was still in good enough condition.

He glanced toward the door, sure that Aqio would be coming soon if he'd been close enough to hear all the noise. He'd need to see about cleaning up his room soon, wouldn't he? He'd need to replace the outfit he wore, he'd need to fix his hair and make up, it was all sorts of little chores that were enough to annoy him... but not enough to really make him rage. He'd like to believe that meant that he was growing up a bit. Possibly, or it was more like he saw freaking out as a waste of his time and energy. He had better things to be doing then having a fit... at least for the moment and until Aqio came back. He might complain then.

Looking down he took in the sight that was Lord Fiath, unconscious not from the fight but instead from the drinks he'd imbibed in before arriving. He shook his head and set to petting his salt and pepper hair, "You really are pathetic, Lord Fiath. I suppose I can understand your position though, it's the same reason for why I left Lady Alhana after all." He murmured, hating that he had anything in common with the drunken lord. Facts were facts though and he couldn't deny this one things even if he wanted to though.

Shesha lifted his gaze to look toward the door to his room, giving the slightest of smiles, "You've returned, little fish. It's good to see you back at my side where you belong." He said, glad to have him back since Aqio did belong to him and the collar the Matorian wore said as much. Turning his attention to the one that was laying on the floor, heading in his lap he said, "Neither of those two things. He's just a drunk who's dealing a problem that I am partially responsible for. He had to take his frustrations out on someone a better me then Lady Alhana."

Lifting a hand he warded off the first bit of help, not wanting to get up quite yet as it might rouse the man in his lap, though he did allow Aqio to work on fixing his hair, "Ugh, I can just tell that I look a mess... I think that maybe it was what he was going for given the fact that he was so eager to yank at the pretty things I was wearing." He glanced over to where his fallen hair piece lay, just out of his reach but Aqio could easily get to it.

Giving Aqio his best smile he said, "If you could grab that for me, little fish?"

Shesha let his eyes sink closed, allowing him to take care of the mess that had been made of his hair. He could feel how mess his hair was and it was quite annoying. Having it fixed in the manner that Aqio was fixing it put him into a far better mood. Allowing his eyes to flutter open he said, "Thank you, I needed that." He murmured, feeling far more himself now.

Glancing over his shoulder at Aqio he gave him a once over, then turned back to the sleeping Lord Fiath, "We will probably let him go home once he wakes up. I'm sure it will be quite embarrassing for him to wake up in such a manner and will want to pay me to stay quiet. As much as he hates me he'd never want anyone to know about something like this." He said, grinning like a perzi that had just eaten someone's precious pet bird.

Nodding his head he said, "I have quite a few of them. It comes with the territory it would appear. It's kind of night to get into a tussle over something that I did as opposed to getting in trouble because of someone else." Something that caused him to grin a little.Better to get in trouble with his own enemy then get caught up in something someone else started. In a curious manner he asked, "Are you going to pout now, little fish? Just because I won't let you toss him out?"

Lifting a hand he dragged one of his painted finger nails along the underside of Aqio's foot before he said, "Poor little fish. You will have to deal with it for a little while longer and then we will go and have a bit of fun." As he was asked what his plans for the day was he said, "Far different from what I am doing at the moment but I guess that is just how things tend to go. You plan one thing and then something else pops up to test you."

"Once Lord Fiath is on his way I will make it up to you, little fish. How about you think about what it is that you'd like to do. Depending on what it is I might just indulge you." He said, leaning against the side of the bed, turning his head so he could give Aqio's ankle a kiss just to see how he might react.

Shesha gave a smirk, "I'm sure that it will be fun once we are able to play." He murmured, finding it amusing that Aqio took his foot away, not wanting Shesha to tease him any more then he already had. A shame since he rather had fun doing just that. It was only when he was around Aqio that he thought he was able to play. Around everyone else it was all business.

Glancing over his shoulder as he heard Aqio shifting on the bed behind him he starred a moment, then started to laugh, "Oh my... little fish, you really tell the best sorts of jokes." He looked down at the one in his lap, twirling a lock of silver peppered hair around a finger before he said, "Actually we rather hate each other. That is why he's here, because he blames me for what is going on at his place. To be fair I'm only about half guilty while the other half is square on Lord Fiath's own shoulders."

"It's called blackmail, little fish. If he wakes up sober in such a position... oh Nerad he's going to be so angry. Especially if he thinks that I was kind to him while he was out..." He trailed off for a moment, watching as Aqio got to his feet, walking toward the door, seemingly about to leave. Giving a snort he said, "Leaving already? Is that the extent of your loyalty to me, little fish?"

Teeth gritting slightly he said, "I'm starting to think that you still aren't over our last argument. Leave if you so wish, little fish, but if you do then don't bother coming back. I'm starting to think you're forgetting your place and your job." Apparently he was starting to get sick of his job as Shesha's assassin and that was his own fault, he should never have slept with him, it was starting to cause Aqio to get confused about what he should be doing and feeling. Had he never done that then he would likely still see himself as Shesha's weapon instead of being a lover. Such a pain.

Shesha glanced up at Aqio, watching through narrowed eyes as he came back over to him once more. It would appear as though his threat had worked, hm? Of course a moment later Shesha's teeth were gritting again, teeth grinding a bit, as Aqio dared to put a foot on his chest. He felt his anger instantly rising, one hand lifting, magical energy swirling around his hand as he debated blasting Aqio with it for daring to step on him. How dare he!

His displeasure only seemed to rise as the other spoke to him as though he were stupid, telling him that he was off making deals with others, wandering around, and otherwise just not being where Shesha wanted him. Aqio was his and yet he dared to take charge and leave him behind so he could play around behind the scenes. That wasn't what he wanted from him in the least bit... though he found himself wondering for a moment exactly what it was that he did want.

Something he forgot about as quickly as the other showed him the mark on his leg, telling him that he was offering his own flesh to Shesha's enemies, "So you let them mark you up? What's next, fish? Will you sell more of yourself to my enemies if they ask? Does that include the Beast Lord?" He spat out, sending forth a blast of Air magic to knock Aqio's foot off of him before shifting himself carefully out from under Lord Fiath. It was going to ruin the plan he'd had of having the b*****d wake up in his arms, a place the man definitely didn't want to be... but he could no longer think about that. Instead finding himself blinded by anger as Aqio seemed to be spiraling ever out of his control.

Shesha gave a snort, "I'm sure you don't." He was starting to find himself uncertain exactly how much he could put his trust in Aqio. He was acting far to much on his own and in ways that Shesha didn't care for. If Aqio was one of his patrons he'd of left him by now, not liking at all how he was acting and what he was doing. It was as though he was trying to mess with him now. Crossing his arms over his chest he said, "I'm starting to think that taking you as a lover was a mistake. I was fun when it came to teasing you and seeing you react but now I think it's gone to your head."

Glaring at Aqio as he approached him, poking at him and berating him, "I knew it was all about that. You're acting up and acting out because of something like that?" This is why he hated emotional ties, they just mucked things up. Aqio really could have been something grand, a weapon that could be honed to a deadly edge, but it seemed that he was going to rust instead. This was his fault, he'd ruined him, hadn't he? He'd allowed him too close and the results were as clear as day.

Shesha's eyes seemed to go wide, "Excuse me?" Reaching out a hand he grabbed hold of the collar that Aqio wore, gripping it tight, "I would say that this is what says that I can dictate everything you do, fish! Or maybe I should get rid of it? I can easily destroy it with my magic if that is what you'd prefer?" His hold on the collar tightened before he used it to push Aqio away, moving away from him. Damn it! He knew that Aqio wasn't going to just let it go when it came to his touchy feeling tirade from the last time they'd argued.

Giving as hiss he said, "You should leave Aqio, go catch up with your brother and his healer, maybe you can get what you want from them."