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Closing her eyes, she centered herself, seeking within to control the great dragon. She knew this would come about soon. It had been forcing it's way up through her barriers lately.

"She's so angry Z...I haven't let her out...in so long..." She felt her body cover in a sheen of sweat as she faught against the dragon within.

I know, ok, let's get this over with in a safe place. *He violet fired them to an undisclosed location

A pair of crimson eyes opened on one of the rocks that hung from the ceiling. If Ziven had paid careful attention the ceiling was black and dark, though, it was hard to tell since light in the hot springs wasn't exactly focused on the ceiling, more so on the springs themselves. Yawgmoth had been playing around all night practically with his gifts. Slithering out of the rock a stone formed Yawgmoth stared down. Wearing something revealing finally? About damn time he thought. She was far too bookish he thought, to wear all those conservative clothing. She needed to pull a Crow once and go around in something skimpy and revealing. It was a life experience after all. The stone Yawgmoth sunk back into the rocks and the blackness drained form them forming silently into the physical Yawgmoth behind a larger stone in another part of the springs. He was intent on getting a better look as it were. Yawgmoth tilted his head and placed his fingers into the water. This was going to be a rough try. He attempted to fuse the water with his darkness without actually changing the color or feel of it. It was quite a difficult task and required a lot of concentration and mana output, perhaps enough that Ziven would sense someone was there just from the magic flow in the air. But he did it, all thanks to Crosis' gift. His fingers took on the properties of the water and became as crystal clear as the springs themselves. His whole body followed suit and sunk down below becoming one with the hot springs. Yawgmoth's liquid form traveled swiftly throughout the water to just around where Ziven was slinking around her legs back and forth. To her it would appear as natural water, clear as a bell, nothing to see. Except for two crimson lights that Yawgmoth could not hide no matter how he tried.

Moving slowly, enjoying the feeling, the only thing more relaxing that this sensation was when she was meditating. She decided it would be a good idea to let her mind feel her surroundings as if she were meditating. It was only a moment before she could sense every molecule in the springs. Everything was peaceful, balanced for a few minutes but then there was something. A change, but not a change. A movement that she had never experienced before. Curious and confused about what this was, she lifted herself from the water, seating herself on one of the large rocks in the center of the water. Resting there, completely out in the open, it was impossible for her to hide her curves with the minimal amount of clothing she wore. Watching the water, Ziven used all her senses to investigate. All she thought she found were a pair of faint red lights. with the waters movement and the assumed or actual movement of these lights, she was unsure if she was truly seeing any lights or if it was a trick of her mind. This was quickly distracted by a familiar voice. Smiling pleasantly, she stood and turned to him. "Little One! You startled me!"

Tilting her head at the movement she saw out of the corner of her eye, she was surprised further to see Yawgmoth was present. Suddenly she felt a little self concious, anticipating the likely rude comments that would be sure to follow in the not too distant future from him. With a small frown, she tried to wrap her arms around herself but found it uncomfortable since she was wet and instead stood with her hands on her hips. "Mmm, so frightening I forgot to scream. Greetings Mr Yawgmoth."

Returning her attention to Fox, she smiled at him, hoping to see him have a pleasant time in this place.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, she moved herself closer to him with a small pop. Crouching down, she said plainly; "You are injured. The spring water must feel like having salt placed upon your wounds .. May I help you, Little One? At least come up from the water, please." Smiling pleasantly, she did not think of how she may look from that angle, which was rather provocative.