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His eyes darted from Bailey to Ice, one in this form, behind the raven patch, as he snarled faintly.

"I've always been a SadoMasochist, Deceit.."

Now usually, CORBIN would have stepped forward, though Midian, and possibly an older Corbin, knew better. The point was probably driven home better, in a more insulting way, if he took a step aWAY from Ice.

"Though never yours."

Midian then held his left hand out at his side, and with a connect the dot sequence, several sigils were connected in the circular diagram atop Midian's glove. This, formed an Ice aligned arcane that forced the ice beneath him to rise, and rapidly form the shape of a throne, before it was shifted to rest behind Midian, directly infront of Ice. With that, midian gave a potent flip of his jackets tails, before taking his seat and crossing the right leg over the left knee, and crossing his hands in his lap.

"Now then... What is the price you ask?..."

"The knowledge that he will learn not only the wretched, yet neccisary lessons you taught me, but more. He will task the unrelenting brute force, and animalistic tactics of the Garou.. He will be forced to endure the tactical, and dark minds of the Cainites, and he will have no choice, but to come up against the most horrid of my own creations. Malkis was a task for me to defeat... Have you faith that I will give him atleast the same?..... It is in our very BLOOD, to seek war, even amongst ourselves. i will test him to his very end. He will taste the absolute definition of fatigue, and when he does, he will be tested in the darkness of night, just as I was."

At this point, Midian's eyes narrowed, more of a gutteral growl rolling through his body then a snarl this time around.

"Just as I had assasins descend upon me in a place you had comPLETE control over at ALL times, he may very well. He will be tested, though it will be at the hands of his known elder. The one he aspires to surpass, openly or otherwise. What more is it worth, then its very purpose?..."

"I dont have time for your rancid little games, my furry friend. I have a new innitiate to the clan that need be tested, war against the Darken's to finally close, the innevitable beating and most likely consumption of my disowned uncle, and Mexico city on the horizon. Not to mention preperations for the Fang, provided I get it."

Midian leaned forward, tail flicking behind him as he looked more then obviously bored already, and even vexed.

"I could give you the head of the Mexico Arch-Bishop and his Ductus, I could bring you the blood of any clan lost to the eyes of most. I could even bring you the most horrific monsters for the Fang. But in the end you KNOW what you want. I want something here, just as you do. You know what I want, now I suggest you spit it out, else we will both lose out very soon."

"Fine then. We're agreed."

With that, Midian's left hand twitched, and the ice throne he had crafted instantly melted under Ice's hooves. Midian managed to balance on his tail, and rise up to his feet without falling, before turning, arms folded over his chest.

"This wont go over well with the higher Sabbat powers in Mexico. They will notice their Arch-Bishop, and Ductus missing. Should I still make this subtle, or do some damage while i'm there?"

Turning his eyes on Ice, the cerulean monster snarled, his lips receeding, before he gave a wicked grin.

"Now, you beginning to make some sense. I will obliterate their houses. I'll burn down their haunts. I'll topple their orders. I'll devour their bodies and drown their minds. This WILL be fun. Mexico, here I come..."

And with that, the Antideluvian narrowed his eyes at Ice, a spasm running through his right hand and fingers forcing them all to crack sporatically.

"I've never had such a form..."

Midian then turned, and before his first step was completed, vanished, on his way already.

There was nothing in the Chasm for a time. Notihng but the Ice and maybe one of the Anon twins prowling about. The son of Deceit would appear soon enough on the scene though. Shadows made no move this time. He simply dragged himself from their cloaked grasp like a beast from the Pit. As he pulle dhis body up with one arm, he hedl the other back, reaching through the void to give his guest a hold point. Time he got to training his Ghouls. Or at least the more faithful of the two.

His room's decour had changed a little. He still had the floor paved with headstones from his old cemetary haunt, his "birth place" as a Tzimisce, and the ice still lay over everything. He'd taken after some of the rest of the Chasm's interior and lay several furs over the iced floor. He liked the feel of the coldness on his dead flesh though, so most the floor was still left with bare ice.

As he pulled Beth behind him, he sat on one of the exotic furs he'd thrown down, pressing his back against the cold wall. It had been a time since he'd been home. It felt good to be back.

he took a momment to stand, stretching out his cramped body. Mroe and more he felt an itch under his flesh. A tightness and oddness if he didn't alter something now and then. last time it had been the touch of blue to his skin, then a pair of horns. now, as he arced his back, a collapsible row of spines flared out of his vertebrae, an extension of his spine appearing as a thick line of spreading bone over his flesh. Like Beth's, the spike were largest at the base of his neck, the last one, at the base of his tail, smallest and flowing into his biomechanical armor. His was only along his spine though and capable of folding in on themselves leaivng only the protruding protion of bone on his back. They fell in as such as he rolled his neck, shoulders and arms, sitting back down in the same movement.

"Home sweet home."

he crossed his arms over each other and leaned back into the ice, letting the cold sweep over him like a high. It felt so good to have that feeling after being out in the world for so long. there were other things that he could get feelings like that from, but the deathly embrace of ice always did it best.

"Why do you think you're here?"

He had closed his eyes, but hes till had perfect knowledge of everything currently about him. he seemed relaxed, but those who even thought they knew him could testify he was never justt aking it easy any more. Something was always going in that head.

"Good. Now that you know WHY you're here, let us being with exactly WHAT you are."

He took a pause there, waiting to continues, but wanting to let her provide an answer first. he wanted to see what she already knew. what she already THOUGHT she'd become.

He didn't move an inch. Her contact went unnoticed for the time. he seemed almost ina state of reverie,a self-induced trance. He just sat there, back pressed snug against the wall, legs folded in a an improvised lotus position and arms folded over each other as his tail drew about him in a circular shape.