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Grinning he was kind of caught by surprise when she kissed him again but didn't hesitate of course. His tail and his arm round her shoulder both lured her right against him making sure she couldn't escape. His free hand began to reach for her chest to grab hold of something but stopped, shaking a little short Yawgmoth broke the kiss perhaps earlier than expected and pulled his hand away hopefully before she saw where it was about to go. "Sorry" he muttered turning away from her in case she did. His hand slid from her shoulder and his tail moved away from around her back as well. Sliding to the other side of the couch. His brain was starting to give him a headache. Half and half once again screaming at him to do something. One half screaming telling him it was right and to just continue to give her what she wanted. The other half screaming telling him to take advantage of the situation to try and get what he wanted, what he needed it tried to convince him. His eyes darted back and forth for a moment as if he were actually looking at the angel and the devil on his shoulders listening to them bicker. He just waited for her to say something now, to say she was ready to leave most likely, that he was making her uncomfortable and it was time to take her home, least, that's what he was expecting.

The Dark Titan sighed and looked down away from her. "Because once again we find that our mind hasn't changed." he began "We were reaching for your chest. Even now, our mind is split. Half of it wants so desperately to enjoy this night. To be peaceful. To be gentle, kind. Things we normally aren't. The other half wants us to take full advantage of the situation, to get what we really want from you and be done with the whole thing." he grit his teeth in anger at admitting that fact. "The truth is, it should be an easy choice. But it isn't. Because you see." he said starring into her eyes with his crimson orbs. Their fierce gaze and burning fire brighter than before. "In any way you look at it, we're a monster. We've done the wrong thing on too many occasions. On purpose. We knew there was a better way, yet we chose everything opposite. Destruction, death, chaos, war, all of it. We'll say it again. We're a monster. Nothing more." he seethed having to turn away from her, unable to look her in the face since he'd just admitted to not automatically dismissing that one side of his brain. To actually considering listening to it. No matter what the outcome would've been.

Yawgmoth was still unable to actually look at her. "We don't think you want to open that invitation." he replied softly. "Besides," he kind of smirked "Putting out an awful lot for a first date aren't you?" he said chuckling slightly trying to laugh the whole situation off. Though hearing her words had definitely helped. The little devil on his shoulder was still screaming, but it was much quieter, overshadowed by the angel who screamed much louder, more proudly. The better half of his conscience was listened to. He put one hand atop of her head and stroked gently through her hair having the stones to once again look at her.

"Yes, we did. We do...we mean....bah" he said slapping his forehead and dragging his hand down his face slowly. Taking a breath he started over. "Yes, we do. We'd love to. But there's one person we don't trust around you like this. Ourselves.". He looked to her hoping she'd at least understand where he was coming from. "You know, we know, both of us know what we're capable of. So if you're happy that's fantastic, that makes us happy too. But we don't know how long we can keep this going before we do something stupid that we'll regret."

Yawgmoth stood up and kissed the top of her head "So have we." he started "If the situation were different, if we knew you wanted what we want. It wouldn't end like this. But let's not worry about that now. Let's get you home. Perhaps, sometime soon we'll take you out again." he responded with a gentle smile. Hoping that she didn't think he was driving her away because of her, it was because of him.

"Don't apologize for the date, neither of us really knew what we were doing." he said rubbing the back of his head lightly. "We wish we knew how to sort our consciences out. For that we're sorry. Maybe, the next time we'll have a better grasp. Would you like us to take you home or will be going it alone?" he inquired wanting to know if he was supposed to the gentlemen thing and walk the lady home or if she was just going to zap herself there via the planeshift she'd learned from him.

He waited for a moment to make sure she was gone and then screamed. A loud demonic screech blew the still air wide open. His brain hurt, the voices in his head were screaming louder and louder and louder. "Shut up" he seethed "Shut up, shut up, SHUT. UP!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as his voice changed in the last few words. In this realm where he was god energy was infinite. In an instant his skin blackened and his eyes bled out of color. Slamming his fists onto the ground he destroyed the created restaurant. Feeling that his consciousness was starting to slip away he changed the laws of void, no entrance, no exit. This would prevent him from leaving during the rampage that was about to ensue and ensure it stayed contained in a place where he could do no harm. His size increased and everything pushed far far beyond the limits, the ability tripped. Rampage, and on one he started. Tearing apart the vast infinite white. Trying everything he could to destroy the nothingness. His feelings had conflicted with his desires, his conscience had split right down the middle and he dealt with it the only way he knew how, destruction. This tirade would continue for a few hours before the energy burnt out and he shrunk down, returning to his normal form passed out on the 'floor' of the infinite white void space. Breathing softly in his sleep.

Lying completely still in the void, there was nothing in her mind, no movement from any place in her body, which was still very much dead.

However. The magics which resided within her knew it was not her time, knew she could be healed despite her rather dead state. Slowly but surely, unaffected by the effects of time being frozen in this place, the magic began the daunting process of healing her injury. The only change that would be visible by anyone who could see her, would be the positioning of her head, having moved from tilted to the side to resting straight forward.

There was no further change, movement nor feeling of the magics at all. With time, all she would need .. would be a bit of a kick start, which would not be possible here where time was at a halt.