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Lucky
*smiles to the kid*

"I see I see" He said as he smield back to her and thenstuck out his tounge quickly. Then he went back to his drenk .

Fox smiled and then reatched out for the girls drenk " May I Ma'am?" fox was happy and it was easy to tell for the air around the boy was ice cold.

Fox touched the glass and it frosed over like it just came from the frige. " There you go." he said as he hoped out of his chear and noded to the women. " mother im going to go to bed tonight was enouf for my mind to handel ." He said as he walked off

"And you STILL have not figured out WHO you're talking too have you!?" Yawgmoth bellowed back not at all in love with her tone of voice. Yawgmoth's hand snapped forward and grabbed the first fabric of clothing she had on that he could haul her into the air by. "Thank you for the formal introduction and explaination but now it's our turn you little whelp!" Yawgmoth's hand let go of whatever it had managed to get ahold of. "We are Yawgmoth. We are timeless. We are the master of the elements darkness and shadow, The Ineffable immortal who for longer than your tiny brain could even begin to phathom has studied the arts of life, death, conquest and all things magic. And yet, in our studies we have found the time to mate with MANY a female. Your excuses for why you haven't found someone are worthless. And rejection!? Ahaha. My dear girl you HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TRUE REJECTION IS!" Yawgmoth screamed at her. The reason Yawgmoth was Yawgmoth was for a very deep dark secret reason. He had been in love with his best friend's wife while he was a thran. He saught after her, and obsessed over her every day of his thran life. After his accident he attempted to use his newfound powers to win her over. But was, as he had told ziven. Rejected, in the worst way. It was she who defeated him, it was she who locked him away in Phyrexia for eons alone. It was she and she alone who fueled Yawgmoth's insanity. And it was she who was the root cause of Yawgmoth's mind shattering into a tyrannical madness that constantly made him prove to everyone that he was the absolute. No one, no being could possibly compare. "If you felt inferior than you should have done something about it" he snorted "You are inferior, in more ways than one. but you chose to..study, and not take an active role in eliminating this..inferority. Perhaps, we should shove you onto the floor and show our boot to your skull until its makes a satisfying squish sound. Otherwise, you're just wasting space and air..." He said harshly with furious burning eyes of red. She had touched quite a nerve. A nerve so deep that had she touched any other one he would've killed her. And while it might not make sense for him not to kill her when she touched the most sensative nerve it was a weird inner pain at someone poking that nerve in Yawgmoth's torn brain that made him forget all about strangling her to death right there.

"Because you're a god damn fool." Yawgmoth ended simply with a snort. His tail lashed and smashed into a wine bottle on the steel bartop. The glass shards and red wine blasted around his tail which seemed unscathed at the glass scraping against it. Whatever black skin was on it was obviously very durable and rough. "One. Last. Warning woman. If you, ever! take that tone with us again. We're going to pull the bottom half of your jawbone off its hinges and rip your tongue from your throat so you'll never utter any words again! Have we made ourselves crystal clear this time!?" Yawgmoth had almost ignored every word she said, she was more willing to share the details of her miserable life than Yawgmoth would ever share of..her. The only memory he still retained from his thran days besides the thran language was of her. Every other memory, growing up, going to school, his first kiss, all of that stuff. Was gone. His memory stemmed from her, his accident and life as Yawgmoth after that.

"Are you deaf!?" Yawgmoth said, she was apologizing for slamming the book on the table? He didn't care about that. When he angered "prey" he wanted them to react as such but it was her tone of voice, her saying he was wrong in that mannerism that set him off. "It was your tone of voice you took with us, never take that tone again. Or you won't be able to speak another word for the rest of your life. No matter how short we make that life...do you understand?"

"We are an emperor. You rule only you. We rule almost three hundred different planets across the universe in our empire. We are entitled to our respect as a leader. You are only entitled to what an emperor like us decides to give you. Other people on your level, sure, are held to the same standards. But we, we are above your insect like standard. Call it an inferiority complex if you wish but it is the truth my dear woman." Yawgmoth paused for a moment "Example being right there, how you address us as Lordship, and we address you as woman, a simple not even within a name context. We could certainly call you Ziven but until we have SOME respectable opinion of you, we feel are you not entitled for us to recognize your name. We did not opt for you to share you personal life, you did. We only asked if you were a virgin and why. You went on with the autobiography and detail" Yawgmoth finished crossing his arms once again over his chest like he did when annoyed.