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Yawgmoth's eyes turned towards the tentacles and he shrugged. "We really have no intention....tonight. This doesn't mean we've quit at stirring things up now Ali." Yawgmoth replied with a smirk. Yawgmoth's eyes turned downward to find this Matthew character extending his hand to him. He was either very gutsy, or very stupid. Yawgmoth's large hand took his however and with a firm squeeze that was meant to intimidate Yawgmoth proceeded to introduce himself. "We are Lord Yawgmoth of Phyrexia. We will answer only to respectful names directed towards us. Nicknames are for friends which we are not currently." Yawgmoth stated. He did not plan on revealing more of himself to this man, unlike Ziven, Aliator and a few others, so far this kid gained no interest from Yawgmoth.

Excellent. Contact. Wait. Not so excellent. Something was different, this guy wasn't from around here, that much was clear. Looking at him with an intense expression, he nodded his head and retrieved his hand. This other character just hanging around was a bit odd. What was the purpouse of sitting around up there other than to get a different look at things. But that didn't matter much, not for now at least, he was finishing giving himself the time to make this introduction. Ugh. Not feelin so hot .. Phyrexia he says .. what the hell is Phyrexia .. rather, where the hell? No matter, he might find that out later. Once finished with his reply, he remaind for a moment, trying not to let it be completely obvious that he was feeling rather unfabulous at the moment. "Very well Lord Yawgmoth, Sir. It's not my nature to interfere with others affairs, to be quite honest. Unless it's a job. Preferably one that pays since I've only got the clothes on my back. But no matter, I'm off topic."

Yawgmoth's eyebrow arched up at this man's response. Not only was he gutsy he was quite an oddball. Even for standards like the syndicate where oddballs were around every turn. "If it is not your nature to interfere with others, then why did you come over here to speak with us. We were not addressing you, and so, in technicality my good man, you interfered with our drinking. We guess it was not a job that made you come talk to us now was it?" Yawgmoth replied lowering his brow with a confidant smirk about his face. He was trying to shake the man already, by disproving his words and inflicting self doubt. At least, this was Yawgmoth's goal. Yawgmoth's eyes caught a glimmer of Ali's playing with Ziven, taunting her with those tentacle things. He was jealous, that he was not the one getting to mess with the girl but oh well. It was about Ali's turn anyway. Yawgmoth had been at it for months now.

Man, this guys is .. something else. Well, gotta reply with something. There were but few things on his mind, and the priority was now to get on out of there before it was too late, his discomfort was already starting to show a bit, his hands had gone cold, but one would need to touch him to know this. "Everyone's got a way of seeing things. At the moment you entered, I was over there entertaining two of this place's finest women that I've met to date. They explained why they knew you were here, so I knew you were here too. Now they gave the advice of not interfering with your business, but like I said, that wasn't my intention to begin with. However you then commented on our comments, despite not having been invited to the conversation. It was your choice, not mine, to initaite involvement. Now since we're all knowing eachother now, that should really be the end of it. Unless, of course, your're offering me a job since the way you said what you said just now makes it seem that, if not now, at some point you've been in charge of people for jobs or some such there, Lord Yawgmoth, Sir."

The form of fox walked in to the room through the main door. there was a teddy bare in his right hand slightly dragging along the ground. His tail lashed out at the ground more then normal like he was angered at something. There was a glint in his eyes that few had seen and a pare of sizers hand from his belt loop from a peace of twine. passing everyone that was in the bar he headed streat over to the bar its self he was thirty. This time he did not get water he went in to his mother's stash of blood poring that in to a glass he started to gulp it down like it was milk.

I see, no weapon crates seen then in the corner of your eye?* Ali looked at her with a somewhat neutral expression, he'd probably seek that Priest out himself to see if he was one of those that did not deal with weapons for the correct people or if he actually was.*

Very well, I'll investigate later on then.* Ali nodded his head for a moment before he returned to something she had said earlier, about him making her..uncomfortable.* Exactly what is it that I do that makes your uncomfortable?