[center][h1][color=a2d39c]Birth of a Deadly Alliance![/color][/h1][/center] 

	"[color=ed1c24]Merdith was right, this suit does look good on me.[/color]" Vile muttered to himself, looking over the suit he had gotten for the ball being hosted soon. It wasn't covered in pockets, smeared in grease, or smelled like burnt copper so it was an overall improvement from his normal wardrobe. His lanky distorted frame almost looked natural where the suit was padded to help fill him out, a major feat of tailoring that definitely would of hit Vile in the pocketbook had it not been done himself. Vile began to fold it up daintily to avoid wrinkling it up before he heard someone speak from behind him.
 
	"[color=39b54a]Indeed. She does have a knack for such things, doesn't she?[/color]" A robed man asks, a wide toothy grin stretched across his face. Vile spun around, a blade extending from his left wrist as he did only for his arm to be caught by the intruder, and twisted hard enough metal began to creak, before the weighty figure of Luigi was sent toppling over onto his head, and then back. "[color=39b54a]If I was here to kill you, you'd of been dead before you knew it, so do please keep such violent tendencies controlled. I'd hate to have to gut you if only for the anguish it might cause our mutual friend.[/color]" A voice hissed from the darkness of their hood, and Vile slowly picked himself up off the floor still cautious and ready to attack.

	"[color=ed1c24]The hell do you want?[/color]" Vile asked, ready to try to sock the demon worshiping scum before him as he got back to his feet. He still had a score to settle from the invasion, after all. The cultist laughs a little bit, and then sighs deeply. "[color=39b54a]I gave you enough clues, but fine. Mer is a friend of mine, and a very valuable player in things to come. You've become somewhat protective of her, a little weird how you threatened to beat up her dad.."[/color]
"[color=ed1c24]People beating their kids makes me angry.[/color]" Vile replied, gritting his teeth.
"[color=39b54a]Must of stung when she compared you to hi-[/color]" The cultist started, before much to his surprise he felt himself lifted up and backwards by a punch to the jaw. He tumbled head under heels until he struck the wall behind him. "[color=ed1c24]If you're not here to kill me, you're not here to just talk shit and get hit. What do you want?[/color]" Vile asks, gently shaking the hand he struck with. "[color=39b54a]I want to team up. Enemy of my enemies is my friend after all, and you need some friends. I've ears everywhere, I know your plight. I can help, no schemes, no deceptions.[/color]" The cultist begins as he picks himself up. "[color=ed1c24]How can I be sure this isn't some sort of double backstab supreme combo bullshit?[/color]" Vile replies, before the Cultist simply laughs at him. 

	"[color=39b54a]It benefits me more. If you're clear minded and have your wits honed, you'll do well in keeping Mer from falling into the hands of those who'd use her for ill. I want her safe, as a half-breed Succubus Virgin is quite potent fuel for blood magic. Her existence could lead to the cult trying to punch a hole in reality, and let hell seep in like a cancer. If they do this, us cultist are demon food. Hell has no room for humans, and so once they have a foothold, their cultists are useless to them. Trust in selfishness, it's one of the few human constants.[/color]" The robed man says, his voice almost harmonic as if he was on the verge of singing. Vile tapped his foot for a few moments, before extending a hand. "[color=ed1c24]You fuck me on this, I'll kill you.[/color]" Vile grumbles, before the Cultist shook his hand. "[color=39b54a]Wouldn't dream of it, it'd make the Empress of Sleep turn into my personal nightmare. After all, I think she's either sweet on you, or is trying to use you as a stepping stone to get that Wolfy boy. Either way, you're valuable to her......I can't afford to double cross you.[/color]"

"[color=ed1c24]Then it's an alliance. I don't hurt you, you don't hurt me, we work together sometimes. Not my strangest business partner, but up there. So, partner, what's your name?[/color]" 

"[color=39b54a]Call me Norrix.[/color]"