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 Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 9:00 pm
~He fell back on his butt with her in his arms,surprised by her sudden arrival~
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 9:01 pm
Vice walked into the bar, upon one of his shoulders sat the small boy. Vice had a grave look on his face, and in his hand held a box with several strange symbols on it. The boy did not seem to be too happy either, but his face showed more worry than anything. They were speaking to one another in a language that no one else in the room would understand... which was good. None needed to hear what they were talking about, especially not someone who wanted power.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 9:17 pm
David returned to a normal state of mind, and leaned back against the beam near where he was perched. He rubbed his temples and sighed, then stood and walked among the rafters and dropped down behind the bar. He grabbed a few bottles of vodca and walked over to a table in a shadowed corner. He sat down and drained one bottle, and leaned back in the chair. Although he had been meditating for days, it appeared as though he had ben fighting in a savage war far a few years.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 9:47 pm
She did not react as others entered, feeling an odd mixture of guilt and worry. Clinging to her book, she curled up tighter against the rafters above, focusing on her reading.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 9:51 pm
After downing the last bottle, David set the bottle with the others and looked around. Not really seeing anyone whom he felt the need to converse with, David collapsed upon the table, scattering them.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 10:01 pm
Hearing a noise, she looked, seeing David having .. colapsed. With a small pop, she was at his side. "David?" she asked, concern clear in her voice, placing her hand on his shoulder, giving him a gentile shake.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 10:05 pm
David looked at her with blood-shot eyes and sent her images of a small cave with a cot upon a wall. The images were slightly blurred due to his drunkeness, but there was a clear sence that he was showing her a location where he needed to go.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 10:09 pm
Lowering her head slightly, she looked to him with a sad expression but soon bobbed her head. With a pop, the pair were gone.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 10:14 pm
After a while, Ziven appeared in the bar again. Moving to one of the couches, she seated herself in the comfortable depths, relaxing and again taking out her book, expecting to be alone for the rest of the evening.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 11:00 pm
Yawgmoth grew bored of waiting and decided that if he were going to start playing the key villain of this little story called life, he'd better do more than stand around. From the battle arena he came shoving the door in and knocking the wooden frame from its hinges. Crimson eyes spied round the room finding the blue haired woman with her nose buried in a book, of course. "Only a day left now. We hope your silly boyfriend makes good on his deal. We weren't kidding about last night. We will disembowel you to get what we want if we have to. Irregardless of Aliator's wishes. We don't have all ******** year to wait to murder a few idiots." Yawgmoth said to her in a disgruntled tone. "So if you see Reeve sometime before our little time limit is up, do tell him of our demands. That is, if you like your organs where they are now." he concluded.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 11:06 pm
Blue eyes peered over the top of her book, but just barely. One could easily misinterpret this as a glare, though anyone who knew her would know it was simple curiosity and dislike of being interrupted when reading. Slowly she arched a brow when he finished. "We may love each other very much, yet you would be mistaken to assume we keep tabs on each other. I know not when he will come or go unless he speaks of it ahead of time. Presently I have not heard from him in days, knowing only that he is busy. When he is determined, he will not be side tracked easily. A trait you can relate with, this I am certain of." she said simply, not trying to stir anything up, simply stating the facts as she saw it, as always. She then returned her attention to her book.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 11:06 pm
The small boy looked at Yawgmoth for a moment, tilting his head. The two people had been in the room the entire time, still disscussing things. Suddenly the boy was no longer on Vice's shoulder, but instead standing right next to Yawgmoth. His power, like always, was no larger than the air around him; meaning he blended in so perfectly with his environment that it was almost nearly always impossible to sense him. He looked up at Yawgmoth with his golden eyes and gently reached up. "If the two do not come, I shall fight you." He said with a slight giggle. He touched Yawgmoth gently... and a reaction almost instantly happened. The symbol that Reevis had once put on him began to burn greatly, even though it had been taken away. "Symbol's never really leave a person's body, something just got it to stop working. Your already nothing more than an afterthought to us... but we'll have fun with you." The boy giggled, then was suddenly gone.
Vice shook his head and seemed to fade away to the nothingness. He was not sure of the boy's power, but doubted he could beat Yawgmoth. Vice would not say anything though.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 11:15 pm
Yawgmoth showed no reaction to the boy's touch. Even if the symbol remained whatever pain it had or would have caused Yawgmoth was non-existent thanks to the demonic entity. It's magic was perhaps older than Yawgmoth himself. "You? You won't even make us break a sweat. And if you touch us again, we're tearing whatever limb did it off and beating you senseless with it understand?" Yawgmoth responded with a fierce glare at the kid. Turning his eyes back to Ziven paying the stupid kid no more attention he spoke. "You two are by far the oddest thing we could call a couple we have ever seen. Sometimes we even wonder if threatening you would provoke Reeve to do anything." Yawgmoth said with a slight shrug. "But we suppose he is aware now. So you should not have to worry. Now then, since your life is no longer in danger from us and we aren't here to bicker or kill you, would you mind doing us a favor?" he inquired. It was almost...never that he asked something from Ziven so this would probably come as a shock to her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 11:23 pm
Nearly dropping her book at the question, she tilted her head, observing him as if she had never gazed upon him before. She smiled and resisted the urge to laugh. Finally she gave in, her curiosity was greater than anything else, as always. "Excuse me? With all the .. Please share what favor you wish to request, and we shall see if we accept."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 11:37 pm
Yawgmoth chuckled lightly as he began to walk towards her. "We are aware how amusing this must sound to you and when you hear the request you're going to laugh but no matter." Yawgmoth took a seat on a sofa near her but not the same one in which she seated herself on. "Do you recall that tea you had made when we sat down with you and Mister Ontaros? We would like to have that again if you don't mind." He asked simply. Drinking alcohol seemed so..boring now that he'd been doing it for so long. He wanted that tea with honey and whatever the hell else she put in there.
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