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" I see, well with that said I am off to the bar then." He said as he turned his back to her and changed back in to little kid and got dressed with his cloths. Turning back he held on tot he rode like garment that was made of her shadow. " I think that I will hold on to this for a little. " He said as he set it on the ground and walked over it letting her shadow form with his. Then following that he hugged her upper leg to get her sent ad well e liked hugging people and even more so woman, then he smirked and giggled then he sank in to the shadows of the ground.

The Eyes of the Seraph still lay beneath a blindfold. His Hair was as white as snow. It changed so often, he barely noticed. Between Angel Blond and Snow White. He wore a pair of white pants and a white dress shirt, golden chainmail over it. His sword was at his side, and his wings were floating gently about behind him. Walking over to his grave he stood there, just staring at his stone statue. It was almost an exact clone of him, very detailed. His wings fan out streching abit as they continue to float. He said nothing just stared at it. He wanted to go back to hell. Though, he knew there was nothing there for him. He felt homesick, as odd as it sounded. An Angel as he missing A place such as hell. Didnt seem right, but it didnt mean it wasnt true.

The mark on her back, given to her by Yawgmoth, began to call out to its owner broadcasting a signal only he could hear and one so loud he could not simply ignore it. And so, to heed the call he came, from god knows where he was. Rising slowly from her very own shadow the master of darkness came through the shade as if it were a portal to another realm. His arms were crossed over his chest and he held a very grumpy look over his face with his crimson eyes narrowed. The shadows of the night cast a very odd glow upon him making the only visible feature his eyes. Stepping a little closer to Luci he coughed loudly to catch her attention. "What!?" he snapped angrily. Of course, the poor girl likely didn't know what she was inadvertently doing but all the same it annoyed the dark titan.

Curling his lips into a snarl his voice grew low, clearly unamused at her bright cheery mood when he'd just been torn from something terribly important. "You did.." he said in an almost growling tone. "We were hoping you'd never figure that damn thing out. That we'd just use to keep track of our little play thing but low and behold. The little girl in purple curls has a brain after all and figured out that our little tramp stamp can talk back to us. So, YOU called US. So we're asking what the ******** for?" he inquired in a demanding tone. Looking around for a moment as he awaited her response a thought popped into his head. The graveyard should be the next place...but the necropolis was too far away and it would take another day or so for the green plague to come all this way. He'd just have to bring these corpses up himself.

Yawgmoth's tail lashed around side of him and stopped just shy of impaling her through the neck. "If you were like that. We wouldn't have stopped." he commented repealing the appendage to back behind him. "Your sarcasm indicates that you didn't know you were calling us with it, so we'll let it slide. this time. " he said sternly. "But" he began, starting to walk more into the moonlight and towards the center of the graveyard bypassing several headstones and careful not to step over graves. "Your calling us here wasn't completely without merit. Two things are to come of it. The first and foremost is a question for our little toy." he continued stopping at what he guessed was the center of the graveyard or at least close enough. Turning to her with that familiar evil grin on his face he began again. "A war is brewing. Pity that you just arrived in the midst of conflict but such is fate. The warring factions you might ask? Us, against every single creature in this damn place that doesn't side with us. So. You're a smarter girl than you let on Luci. Who's side are you on?"

Laughing slightly aloud Yawgmoth shook his head back and forth causing his fire red hair to dance over his crimson eyes. "Aye, we should've known better. Good to know we have at least one ally. But be warned. You bear our mark now, those that seek to destroy us will seek to destroy you. Will it be worth it? After all, our first meeting was less than pleasant for you and now you're taking our side. We honestly wouldn't blame you for siding with them in all their holier than thou attitude of 'cleansing the evil'. Ahh but, you sound like you're firm in your decision so we'll trust that." he concluded his monologue and cracked his neck tilting his head to the left. Bending down gently he graced a hand over the ground. His tail began to swagger back and forth in an excited manner. "Now, comes the second reason why coming here is good timing after all. We don't plan to fight without an army behind us. We have our own army elsewhere, still we'd like to add a few horrific reinforcements. So. If you don't mind staying off of the ground or at least standing back. We plan on bolstering our forces right here." he stated with a grim smile, lacing his lips over with his forked tongue as he mused about how fun this was going to be. It had been so long since he'd invoked this rarely used ability.

The air grew suddenly still. Not one breeze. The calm before the storm. Yawgmoth's body erupted into a show of violet fire surrounding the huge man in flames. Clenching his fists as he concentrated the fire darkened. Going from a very bright purple, to a darker purple akin to the hair atop Luci's head, to a deep set shade of purple that was almost black if one didn't look close enough. This shade stuck and the fire around Yawgmoth's body ceased but reappeared on both of his hands. Bending down just slightly the dark titan thrust both hands into the earthen soil and with a load roaring sound fired something. A large booming sound could be heard as the earth beneath them shuddered from the blasting wave. Any holes in the ground would gleam for a moment with the violet coloring. Raising his hands from the dirt he concentrated once more and thrust his hands into the sky. As he did the ground began to move.

Clawing from the soil came the corpses in the graveyard. Reanimated by their dark master. Lowering his arms to his sides with a deep breath. He simply stood by and watched the undead gather. Pointing to the sky where the floating necropolis had passed in front of the moon and made itself visible in the night sky he shouted. "March my friends. March to meet your others. Await us at the Necropolis" his booming voice commanded. The shambling grotesqueries obeyed and the corpses began to move towards the floating city in the sky. Groaning and moaning as they slowly began the trek. Those that lacked legs clawed their way by hand, anything they could do to move, to obey the orders of their master. They didn't even to notice Luci atop the marble mausoleum and even if they had, unless she provoked them first, they would ignore her to continue to obey their orders without question.