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[color=a0410d]Time:[/color] Early Afternoon
[color=a0410d]Location:[/color] Love Lounge
[color=a0410d]Interactions:[/color] [@Legion02] Xenelith [@Alivefalling] Jack [@Dezuel] Zelginn

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The information Umber had graced upon her about their little visitor was quite the intriguing one. She was thankful to him as it caused her to be a bit more alert and realize things weren’t always as they seemed. Something about it, though, was funny to her and she couldn’t keep the giggle from escaping her lips. Looking at Zelginn, he appeared to her as if he were made out of plastic or rubber, as if his appearance were fake and this was just silly to her. In all fairness, though, O’Ner appeared the same in his demi-human form, but that soon dissipated as he reverted to his skeletal form and left. A small sadness fell over her as he did so as something in her worried he wasn’t having fun. Wait, why was she worried about someone other than herself? That was just silly.

That’s when all that Zelginn had said seemed to register in her mind at once. Before that she’d just been giggling away. [color=a0410d]”Fun is all relative to each person, don’t you think? While yes, it is fun to torture other beings, it can sometimes get old. Then you have to find fun somewhere else. This here is fun to me, taking these different things and seeing silliness such as yourself.”[/color] She said with a grin as she pointed at Zelginn. [color=a0410d]”Sweet Xeney is finding fun with that lady, O’Ner doesn’t know how to have fun, and Jack…”[/color] She looked over at the human beside her and realized he’d eaten quite a few of the skaula mushrooms.

[color=a0410d]”Oh my...Jack, my dear, perhaps we should stop eating all those and find you something else to eat if you’re hungry?”[/color] She suggested as she gently grabbed his hand, keeping him from eating another. She pried it out of his grasp and set it down before looking at one of the whores at the table.

[color=a0410d]”Fetch us some food, whatever you think is the best thing here. Don’t come back without anything.”[/color] She told the woman who nodded and left them. She wasn’t even sure what kind of food they might have here if any, but it was clear that if there wasn’t food on the table soon Azriel would be a bit unhappy. So even if the whore had to run to the cafe down the street, food would be provided.

Azriel then looked back to Zelginn, grin in place once more. [color=a0410d]”Oh yes, I’m sure Umber will have loads of fun. Enough about him, though, I wish to know more about you! So tell me, little demon, how old are you really? Because you said it yourself, things aren’t always quite as they seem.”[/color] She asked, one last giggle escaping her lips as she awaited his answer.