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*Still awaiting an answer from Ziven, She cleared her throat*

You know Chica, you addressed me when I got here, if you aren't interested in speaking to me now that

*She laughed *

Mister Yawgmoth is here...you could be more civil about it...better yet, just don't address me next time.

*She turned her back to them intent on the warmth of the fire as company.*

"You misunderstand dear, we have half presented this one as a gift for Crow. Biting her is of no foul so we are aware. We are not aware however, that Crow even knows you exist. Much less that you want us to bite you." Yawgmoth said to Lolli. Besides she just had back luck tonight, Yawgmoth wasn't particularly starving for blood right now. "Don't take offense, besides, we've been wanting to smash this kid for a long time. He prioritizes to us more so than feeding" Yawgmoth's gaze returned to Ziven awaiting her next words

"There are other things in life than your needs. Patience is rewarding, one only needs to wait." she said to Lolli, who seemed to have grown angry and impatient with Ziven and Yawgmoth for not giving her their undivided attention. Inhaling deeply, Mask rose several inches on her stomach and slowly lowered as she exhaled. Thinking about past conversations and the route the current conversation was going, she realized that her idea for 'rescue' of David would not succeed. "We will see what will happen with David another day then, hmm?" hearing Lolli's next words, drirected at Yawgmoth, caused Ziven to sit up in her seat, Mask jumping to the floor. Never knowing how he may react to another's attitude, she was curious to see how this evening would progress.

Yawgmoth stared hard at Lolli "Yes, we are quite aware of what we said. But that still does not mean there are not extra steps involved. The fact that you are a virgin like this one means your blood is pure and is better tasting, better nourishing than any other. However, unlike this one, we have no permission to drink from you unless we're going to die. When we said that, we meant we would ask Crow ourselves about you, however we have not seen our beloved for several days now as we have been lying around here. Now then" Yawgmoth said ignoring the fact that David had showed up, he could care less when and where he opted to kill the kid. Time and place was not so much an issue for Yawgmoth. "We're only going to tell this once dear, watch that tongue of yours against us or you won't be using it ever again. Have patience, we DO wish to drink from you because of your virgin blood, but steps are involved for that to happen, it is still nice to know you will not put up as much of a fuss as this one but your tongue is just about as sharp as hers." Yawgmoth finished holding one of his arms outward, a soft purple glow held onto his hand before a large dual bladed black battle axe materialized within his grasp. The Purger, Yawgmoth's only 'weapon' of metal. He slung the hundred pound blade over his shoulder and started walking towards David. "Now, looks like we've got a little weasel to catch"

*Upon walking out she called over her shoulder*


I don't intend on becoming anyone's slave, I just know what I like. Perhaps I'll give Anaraine a run for her money...

~OOC~ I see Mistress Crow has posted in her dungeon recentley, like a slow rp, unless you guys are waiting for her to come up here maybe you can post down there? Just trying to help. Have fun. I'm off.~OOC~

"If either of you need me ... we will be in touch." she bowed to the males briefly. Mask jumped to the couch, then on to her shoulders, curling around the back of her neck. With a small pop, she and the feline disappeared.