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Sizarin spoke to Rai in his mind. "You don't know Satire as well as I do. Even if he wanted me alive it's only to kill me later."

Satire smiled to Lucca. "Though, mon amour, I am just starting to have fun." He then turned to Rai his eyes and voice not even showing care. "Hah, shuch little worms you mortals are." He said to himself, then to Rai. "You are right, we want him more than you. Deaad or alive it is of no matter now that he remembers an..." He was cut off by something behind Rai.

Sizarin undoubtably saw it too. "You.. You're supposed to be dead..." He sounded astonished almost happy, even though a trickle of blood had fallen from the side of his mouth. "No, she is dead, you are just alive again because of it..." His voice had turned cold in a flash.

Satire tightend his grip on Sizarin. "Silence..." He growled.

[Talk about mood swings >.<]

Sizarin looked back to Rai. "Something I can not fully explain."

The sound of foot steps was heard coming from the shadows and the firelight flickered and died. Satire didn't move he just narrowed his eyes. "I thought I said I would ha-" A thin line of blood appeared on his cheek then it healed. He sighed but didn't release Sizarin. "Fine then, you get what you want in your own way..."

There was a soft laugh almost like a bell. "Yes, I know who you are, but for the sake of not being rude tell me your name and I will tell you mine." It was a woman's voice. She was leaning against a table in teh far back of the bar where the shadows covered most of her face except for her mouth which was curved into a soft smile and some parts of her body, mainly only showing she had a lose belt that hung off her thigh that appeared to have a flute strapped to it and two necklaces one with three fangs and another with a gem on it which gave off an eerie glow.

(Yeah, but this is just getting interesting)

"Some call me Dante, others call me lost." She paused. "Ah, forgive me if I talk in riddles it seems that is how I always am." The fire relit itself revealing her, she looked like Lily had before, though the face seemed to be very dry with not a sign of life on it, save for the ever watchful eyes. "Excuse me this disguise is rather not fitting, it appears that everyone knows the truth already.' She waved her hand in front of her face and it changed.

(Yeah confusing, I can't find pictures of Lily right now)

"The question for which you wish an answer for is a long list I have many names that I have been given." She tilted her head. "Perhaps a more definitive question is in order?"

Another laugh. "Very well, call me Verlorenes." She said cooly. "It appears my older brother has you at a bit of a standstill."

She sighed. "Ah of course that would be your answer." Shaking her head she spoke again. "Though still that does not include the fact that you would wish to be the one that takes his life." She stretched. "How it is one would ponder when you and he were only children and laughing, now to this hateful and uncarnig ways. Sad if you ask me," Satire sighed getting bored with this, she glared at him a second before continueing, "that you even know he is you brother and yet you try to fool someone that knows more about you than you think." She crossed her arms watching him. "By all means Satire will kill hiim, I rather do not care. Alive or dead it makes no difference anymore. I merely need a parcel and if you get it for me, you can do whatever it is you want to the boy."

That caused her to smiled even more. "I am not one to 'backstab' someone who does something for me. This parcel is just a necklace, identical to the one I have on," She held the black gem by it's string in front of her eyes. "only the difference is it is white... The only thing I can give you to let you know that I will not betray my word is my vow on being the youngest of the Dragon King's descendants." She said emotionlessly.