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Seeing no one respond to his open challenge Yawgmoth sneered "Typical...not a damn soul" Walking to a corner of the room he was currently in he said down cross legged and crossed his arms over his chest closing his eyes. A deep purple glow started to surround him getting steadily darker. He was in what people would call a meditative state though he wasn't meditating, more like inducing a temporary coma on himself that would knock out all senses but smell and hearing to detect when someone approached. He'd then bring himself out of the induced coma ready to engage whosoever he found.

Yawgmoth's eyes snapped opened though they were white, solid white. The now black aura faded away and slowly his iris of red and black pupils became visible. He stood cracking his neck looking around. "Oh.....just you. What are you doing here woman?" he said rather rudely to crimson walking a step closer. Changes in darkness or shadows were readily apparent to a master like Yawgmoth and her darkness, her shadows, were deeper then before.

"Your attitude isn't settling too well woman." he said barring his own set of elongated sharpened teeth back at her. Moving a little closer he made the size difference between the two of them even more apparent which of course, was on purpose. "We meant no harm in the word woman to you either. If we didn't like you we'd be calling you worse things. Don't make us change our opinion. We'd hate to have an unbalanced triangle between Crow, ourselves and you." Though he had to admit to himself...the dark eyes and seductive voice were calling to him. He was drawn towards darker women and that lust had drawn him towards Crow since she was by far the darkest woman he'd met. But crimson wasn't looking too bad by this time either. "If you came here looking for a bout then you'll end just as disapointed as we did. We've been here for hours. And you're the first soul to set foot in this place."

Being full of himself as usual "Your attitude towards men will not be held to us. Ask crow. We are like no other man. You've just unfortunatly, never had the chance to find that out for youself. Shame." Replied the dark lord with an ever so smug grin on his face crossing his massive arms over his great broad chest. "And before you even attempt to disprove us and shoot the whole thing down talk to your beloved Crow first. What other man has she adored as much as us? What other man has she stayed with the longest? None. Your answer lies there. We are a class of our own."

Yawgmoth only grinned, the tone of anger, the way she spoke about forcing someone. She had to have had it happen to her personally. "You know something. The fault of whatever happened to you lies in two things. One it lies in the male that assaulted you. Two, it lies in you. For being a pathetic weakling and not being able to defend yourself properly. You can blame men all you want but part if it is your fault. You could've stopped it if you hadn't been weak." he said getting back in her face. "And you're still not fixing it today" He grabbed her wrists and his long smooth tail whipped back and forth waiting for any leg she might try to kick with so it would catch it. "You do realize that at this very instant we could force it upon you again. Because you are weak and we are strong. Do you comprehend that woman?" he let her wrists go with a light shove. "But see we do not. Because are better then a 'male' are not male. it is but a form you see before you. We are everything, and we are nothing. Do not judge a book by the cover you're shown." He said turning his back to her his tail still ready for anything she might try. "As sad of a fact as it may be to you woman, you are attractive, you will call out to males whether you want to or not. There are those who will seek to ahem, take what they desire from you, if you are willing or if you are not. And you should be ready, ready for those who would force themselves to you. Ready to fight them back. But you weren't and so it happened. And as we said in the beginning. Part of that, though small, will always be your fault. Weakness is not an excuse for anything. Not even that." he said leaning against the wall, she could take that however she wanted but he was right. Crow was a very attractive woman, yet no man would dare force himself upon her because Crow was strong and viscious.

"Size doesn't matter little lady!" Yawgmoth's incredible voice boomed over everything. "If you were anywhere near capible and strong men that made us look small could've easily been taken down! And if for some reason you were still too weak you could've found someone. Someone out there who feels sympathy for a little girl alone on the streets. Someone to take you in and protect you from the men who defiled you!. But did you!? No. You seemed to have stayed out there and let it happen, Over, and over again. You will get no sympathy from us woman." Yawgmoth's anger grew and he reached out with his hand grasping her robes and lifting her into the air with one of his great arms. "now you listen and you listen damn well you little worm. We are sorry that your opinion of men has been ruined by a few filthy barbarians who feel the need to gratify themsevles by raping women. We are sorry that neither Crow or ourselves were there to protect you when it happened. But you will never yell in our direction again or so help us we will show you what a real man can do." Yawgmoth sat her down and leaned in close. "And one last thing before you let you speak. If you were ANY other woman right now, ANYONE else we would KILL YOU where you stand for that disrespect. Do you understand us?" his voice calmed towards the end. Now that he knew the story he felt a little sympathy for her. No matter how evil Yawgmoth had ever gotten, no matter how many women he'd actually forced himself upon they were all of age. Yawgmoth HATED any being that took advantage of a child. He understood that she was a child when it happened. And the thought filled him with rage and hatred. How pathetic these humans would defile a little child.

"Because. You aren't weak anymore. Crow doesn't bother with the weaklings. If you were still as weak as you were then, you would be nothing but a servent to her. Not an equal." he explained. Yawgmoth's tail snapped out and wrapped lightly around her waistline pulling her back "Ah ah, we're not done little miss" he said crossing his arms. With a deep sigh and a check to see if anyone was around Yawgmoth opened his mouth. "We are sorry for our anger. You, hit a spot we don't like to be pushed in. We do feel for you" he said with a frown. "Filthy barbaric men taking advantage of the fact that your defenseless, young and weak. You were just a child. We apologize for calling you weak, though you were, it was not something you could help at that age. You are with Crow now do you understand? You are with us, technically," with a light smile since he felt he had been a little hard on the poor girl he patted the top of her head with one hand. "Crow and ourselves will keep you safe. Even though by now, we are sure you are capible of fending off men. Unless they are at our stature, but then again. You have us. Crow loves you. And we love Crow. Through that chain some must spread to you right. The truth is a painfull one, but it is the truth none the less my dear. Accept our apology for our outburst and outlandish harsh actions. Speaking in anger is not the way to start a relationship."

Yawgmoth's large arms wrapped around her. "Accepted. We are sorry." it was a hug, something he almost never did. He let his tail slip away from her and then let his arms fall. He still felt bad for bringing it up, and felt worse for her now. But understanding her trauma he agreed not to bring it up anymore.