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The silver gaze never wavered, it was unnerving as well as unnatural for he never seemed to blink once during his entire stare at her. Though movement was clear as they looked her up and down several times. "No we don't expect you would hide from us anymore. We have given you no reason but idle threats and random bursts of anger. Nothing to fear from us." Yawgmoth replied speaking very...honestly for once. Something was obviously amiss. "So now you're being used as one of Aliator's toys for getting his dirty work done. How cute. At least he hasn't tried to fill the void of Clavi by using you for other kinds of dirty work if you know what we mean. His kindness towards you lately however cannot be pure in intent. Aliator is as much a male as we are. If he does not intend to do anything with you. He is surely thinking of it at the very least." The Dark King finished standing up from his chair. His hands were visible gripping the arms of the chair as he rose standing. The majority of him still concealed beneath the created veil of darkness. "If we might ask. just what did he have you do that required you to dress in such an attractive manner?" he asked coming into full view. His thran tattoos were showing, the black markings along his tanned skin that she had only seen once before when he woke from his recurring nightmare. Why they were visible now was left to mystery. And yet more curious than the tattoos were his eyes. For once the light cast upon his face they returned to their red coloring.

"Is that so. Did it ever cross your mind as to wonder why a being of such power as Aliator would need you to seduce anyone when he could simply kill him and get the document himself? We can single handedly annihilate all life on an entire continent if need be. And Aliator has bested us before in battle. So surely he is capable of the same. Why does he need you to parade around in fancy dresses, pushing your breasts so close together they're about to pop out?" Yawgmoth asked bluntly. His question, for once, was certainly founded in logical thought. Even Ziven would have to wonder why. Yawgmoth's tail curled up like that of a scorpions the point of it reaching above his shoulder and pointing at her. He slowly began to walk towards her, purposely stepping upon the skull crushing it under his boots. The more into the light he came the more it was visible what horrors he had committed to cause the mess. The entire area around his mouth was smeared with red liquid. When he spoke there were clear hints of the same red tone on his usually shining white teeth. His hands and forearms were drenched in the stuff. To the point where they actually began to drip as he walked onto the floor. "Faithful to Reeve? Faithful? Or foolish? We believe the latter. It is painfully obvious he cares nothing for you. It became obvious to us once we killed him. That his entire intent was to use you, as a means to get to us. And now that he has failed he only puts on the play and dances you along like a puppet for his amusement. And here you sit, beautiful, intelligent, deserving yet all the while barking to him at his command like some dog." Yawgmoth stated flatly, despite the seriousness of all of his words tonight there was never an ounce of emotion in them. They were cold, lifeless, blunt and sinister. "When what you need, what you need is someone of magnitude to turn you into a real woman. Someone like Aliator, Someone." Yawgmoth paused for a moment to lick some blood from his face, the serpentine forked appendage cleaning the stains around his lips. "Someone like us" He concluded as the dull silver glow returned once more to the hues of his eyes.

Yawgmoth scoffed as she returned to her normal clothing. Making the comment he had in mind outright. "Why did you have to go and do that? At least before we had something to look at." he said in a dismissive manner. His eyes twitched for a moment at her last two statements and thus he began to speak again. "Normally. We would advise that you trust those who love you. You have no one like that. Reeve does not count because he does not. So yes, trust no one. And we suppose, different is the word you could use. Our moon is shining a bright light over Phyrexian tonight. Our moon is special though. Created artificially to enhance things about us given its cycle. Even this many galaxies apart its time and tide effects us though, not nearly as strongly as if we were basking in its moonlit rays. If we took you to Phyrexia with us right now, the end results would be very very unpleasant for you." Yawgmoth said turning his head toward her a little with a very evil grin showing his blood stained teeth. "We would most certainly change into a wild beast of a man and from that point, one of three things would happen to you around us in this state. One, we kill you flat out in rage. Two, we kill you to eat you. or Three, we force a mating with you for reproductive purposes. Our mind in that state is very primitive. And since those are the basics of survival, that is how things would occur. However," Yawgmoth's voice grew a tone to it now, playfully evil almost was the tone it took shape of as he leaned in closer to her and whispered softly. "Even now all three of those desires are present, we just have enough sentient thought left to suppress them. But if we were you. We would watch what you said to us, less we let those desires slip free..."

My, my, I sure am a talkative subject it seems. Also one that seems to be considered as an open book as well.* Ali spoke in a slight laugh, standing in the main entrance doorway with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Watching both Yawg and Ziven.* You an I are somewhat alike but also different Yawg, unlike you I am not a womanizer, I do not try to force someones love onto myself and I have a much higher degree of compassion then you. Have I fantasized about Ziven and me mating and such lately after Clavi's gone?, yes I have. But...I feel nothing but betrayal towards my wife when such thoughts come into my mind, besides she cares for another man and that cannot be changed nor do I want it too. You see Yawg, you take what you want like a spoiled brat. I earn it. * Ali smirked a little after his little speech, walking further into the room looking quite well despite he was shot by several machine guns just a small while ago. But then again they only cause exterior damage so it wasn't that bad.* Yes, I have deceived in the past and even present. Tricked people and so on. But...I never do such things with my friends. So close that mouth before you talk out another false fact, For I am a lot more complex then anyone of you knows and I do not like it when someone spread ill facts in my name.

* Ali stopped and simply laughed a little, True he might be a youngling in Yawgs eyes and that he hadn't accomplished as much as Yawg had. But even so, it didn't deny the fact that Ali managed to stand toe to toe against a ruler so powerful he could take over planets. That sure spoke for something considering he was a "youngling". As for the question he had received, it held a obvious answer.*That is a easy question to answer, Both you an I know that she has grown up among books and that such festivities are a rare occasion for her. In fact sitting in that limo was incredible for her alone. In a way I am teaching her as a father would his own daughter in life, however I admit it was wrong of me to ask her to act interested in such a perverted person as well as retrieve whatever he had. It was something I regretted and the reason why I intervened, next time I'll make sure it's just a normal party she may attend if she wishes so.

Because I want to* Ali smirked a little and folded his arms in front of his chest, Watching him. It was true Ali had sleepless nights, in fact he hadn't slept since the day Clavi and his kids were killed. Instead he had been reading and wondering, searching and trying ways to locate and get them back. Each failure only made him more determined to find them, even if he could just see them in a few brief seconds would be enough. That way he could apologize for not being there when he was needed.*

* Ali smiled to himself as Ziven spoke, taking a seat into a nearby chair and simply sitting there in silence for a few moments. No more need to push this matter any further, instead he looked up at Ziven afterwards and held up his right hand. Awaiting the plans.* You did good Ziven, A moment there you were actually seducing that McFredrich. I suggest you do that to Reeve too one day, catch him by surprise.