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Crimson's face was soon masked by a frown of confusion. 'The three of us...taking this ******** place over.' Crow's words echoed through Crimson's head, soon followed by questions. Crimson was never told of this 'taking over'. When were they planning it? What good would Crimson do? But soon in Crimson's mind there was just blank. Through dark blue eyes, She watched as Crow kissed this man. Crimson's gut sunk so much she felt as if she was going to be sick while at the same she bit onto her tongue, so hard that nearly all her teeth pierced it.
With a sudden thrust, Crimson was out from underneath Crow and stumbling back onto the floor. She knew, when taking Crow as a wife she would have to share Crow, she just never thought it would feel like this. ******** jelously.
From the ground, that same mask of confusion played Crim's face as she watched the man, now broken from the kiss. She didn't reply to his words, nor his bow. Just watched. Her hands shaking in slight anger while blood escaped the corner of her lips and crawled down her chin.

"Ok."

Yawgmoth only waited, a slight annoyence boiled within the emperor and he seriously hoped she'd at least say something or take his hand either or. No one had ever refused a polite guesture from him and lived to tell the tale to others. He was a man of power, great power and in his mind when he showed someone a little respect they'd damn well better show it back. His patience held a little more for Crim though, but only because of Crow's affection for her. Yawgmoth stood up his crimson eyes seemed brighter now. His mouth started to open but shut, he had to calm down and not make things more uneasy for Crow. "When someone offers you a hand and bow little lady, it's polite to at least take it or say something. Not just stand there like a zombie" he replied in a gruff tone, the anger was apparent but not to a raged point.

Sensing both Crow's and Yawg's anger, Crimson slowly pushed herself up from the ground with her head hanging low as she brushed over her leather clothing.
'Little Lady'? Crimson though and felt herself cringe to the man's words. She may have been little, but people, especially men didn't have to use it in such a tone. Her eyes, now deep and black locked on with his and she gently placed her hand in his own. She placed her hand in a mannor that motioned him to kiss her knuckles and while doing so, her eyes flicked a snicker. Yawg wasn't the only one ******** off in this situation.

Crow, still rubbing her back was rather pissed over Crimson's brash actions. She stormed down the steps.

(Night All)

Crimson's watched Yawg's lips touch her skin. Those damned lips. Those lips had Crow before Crimson even knew her. Stepping back from Yawg, Crimson pulled her stare away from his to Crow, in seeing her rubbing her back, Crimson first felt like she needed to laugh, knowing too well Crow was a strong lady and probably had worse than being pushed into a counter top.
"Sorry.." Was all she spoke, her voice quiet and low as she watched Crow strom down the stairs. At the moment, Crimson hated no one more than herself. She was trying to fight some sort of battle, one that didn't even exists and if it did, she would never win.

Now that crow had left Yawgmoth could have his words with Crim. No sooner had Crow been out of earshot before his deep voice said loudly. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He said with an angered expression. "Not only have we never actually met you before and were just trying to play nice, but you throw it back in our face and then shove crow onto a bartop. Are you trying to fight someone tonight? or are you just being a damn fool?" Whether the girl liked what he had to say didnt matter to him right now. "And what grudge are you holding against us that it calls for such rash actions?"

(Later Angel and Dragon))