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A pair of crimson eyes opened in the raftor beams above. Shaking from side to side they peered around. Empty. Perfect. He had been in hiding for what felt like months now. Letting the people around this little hell hole scurry about their business and pretend they were in charge. It was time he stepped back into the spotlight and lead a violent shock to their fragile little reality. The crimson eyes vanished for a moment and a large form leaped down from the raftors and smashed into the floor with a thunderous force that shattered the wooden ground into splinters. Glowing with a soft violet light Yawgmoth's twisted smile reflected the light off of his sharp ended white teeth. Flexing his hands open and closed he took in a breath. "Now that we have returned...we must seek the status of this place. Hopefully it has become tranquil during our slumber so that we may rock tranquility with chaos and death. They have had their time to play, it is our time now." the dark king proclaimed to himself closing both of his hands into fists and vanishing into the nothingness. A loud banging explosion followed his disappearance this time however, shattering more of the furniture and ruining more of the bar as he left. His way of leaving his mark on the place to show that he was back.

The seat next to Ali was empty one second then taken the next. The person that had seemed ot just shift inot existance turned ot face the bar and eye the bar keep. One couldnt tell much what the person's gender was or what they looked like due to the long silver cloak that hid the body and masked the face. The only thing visiable were two bright blue and silver mixed eyes that seemed to pierce your very soul and know all that you hid.

Yawning, he appeared on the scene. He looked over at the clock and noticed it was still one hour behind. After some minor frustrations, he had it fixed

He looked around curiously at the lights as they slowly faded away. His marks were shown to be glowing ever so faintly in the blackness. See some flickering light appear he turned to see his dearly beloved bringing him his cake. A smile broke across his face as her beautiful voice rang in his ears. By the time she reached him the candle light gave off just enough life to not only banish his marks' but also light up his wife's face and chest* Is it time for me to make my wish?

Hmm, now...what should I wish for? *She really did look radiant tonight. He wasn't sure if it was from the candle light, or if she did something different, but she looked more amazing tonight than she has in a long time. He spent several moments in mock hard thought before pretending to be stuck with an idea and bringing his focus back to his beloved.* I think...I have just the one...

I won't tell *He smiled mischievously before closing his eyes and with a deep breath he blew the candles out, being extra careful not to accidentally blow hot wax or small flame onto his beloved. No, they'd have to save that for later. As the light was extinguished they gave themselves to the darkness and to each other, the cake however, was carefully placed aside.

*Ali smirked slightly as he watched her reveal herself, wondering if she had arrived by motorcycle due to her clothes and how insanely difficult it must be to get out of that suit if she got the fabric wet.*Please, call me Ali. "Vampire" sounds so unpersonal.*Ali lifted the glass up to his lips again and took yet another sip of the strong whiskey, putting the glass down on the table afterwards as he brought his hands up and crossed them over his chest.*

You're named after the Norse god no doubt, the Trickster.* Ali smiled slightly back at her, sipping his drink as she conjured up her mead and downed it in long gulps. Ali wasn't one for beer or mead, he drank it on rare occasions when sitting around with his friends from the past with their firearms on the table and light dressed women friends dancing to music and the like.* Is getting drunk so important?, usually we drink something because we like the flavor.