Time: mid-day
Location: AmKelosh: a sitting area

nyraticu Abyssbal orbs slowly shifted from where they were focused upon.. The painting had captured her interest for hours at a time, but slowly did that interest fade as her weight shifted, sending the slender physique further into the chair she was seated in.. She was in one of the various waiting rooms(I'm guessing that's what you would call it) in AmKelosh.. Few strands of the raven coloured hair fell before her face and with a simple tilt of the head, the annoyance of the strands were gone..

Yurko steps around a cornor and sees Nyraticu sitting there. His expression is blank as if he has no thoughts or feelings at all. His blue eyes are cold and his hair is long and silver. There is a tattoo on his forehead of a black crescent moon, the DarkCrescent. Yurko never seems to be in any hurry to get anywhere, more like a satue that moves from one place to another on a set program, but not out of any desire. Though it would be a mistake to think he is emotionaless and without will like The Oracle. Yurko is just very good at keeping it all hidden away from the world. His clothing is all lose and flowing, made of silks. Mostly white with bright prints in some areas. He has on a brest plate and a katana at his side. He says or does nothing, but just stands there and stares at Nyraticu.

nyraticu In some ways she was a lot like Synderix, and in others she was complete opposite.. Her features were dark, as was her clothing, which was a common with the Umbrian breed.. Hair black, eyes dark and far away and clothing mainly that of black.. She felt eyes stare upon her, she didn't like the feeling, she never really has.. On the other hand, Synderix loved to be adored.. Nyra could care less either way, she preferred her own company over another's and rather creatures not stare at her as this one did.. Slowly did she turn her head towards him, slightly tilted to one side as if questioning without words.. She would stare right back at him until he spoke, or her patience ran out enough for her to create words..

Yurko seems to never run out of patience. At least not with most. Synderix inspires thoughts and feelings other do not tend to get from him. His outburst as her was something of an oddity. The fight in the war room was mostly Tucker's fault the other night. Tucker is one of those do gooders that doesn't like people like Yurko. Yurko doesn't care what he likes or doesn't like. He has no need to be liked by any. Nor does he have a need to be hated either. He could stand there and stare at her until she's pissed at him, but he doesn't. "I do not know you." He has spent a lot of time in AmKelosh and often wanders around getting to know all those around him. But this is one he has not seen yet.

nyraticu She held back any emotions that wished to escape at that time as she continued to be silent minutes after the last of his words struck the air.. The shades of pink twisted and turned as words finally were formed, rolling off the tongue and slipping past the lips to dance within the air until reaching the ears of Yurko and all who wished to hear.. " Nor do I know you.. " She said quite calmly, she didn't feel like answering with her name until he bore his first.. Unless, of course, he asked.. politely..

Yurko has never been called polite an most likely never will be. Though his quite and soft manner can sometimes be seen as polite, there is always a darker air to everything he says or does. He can kill without remorse or reason. Which is why he had to be marked. Kayos had to make sure that Yurko wouldn't kill anyone whoes death could affect the Kelosh empire in a bad way. He walks over to the sitting area Nyraticu sits in and has a seat across from her. He leans back in the chair as if he doesn't have a care in the world, but his blank expression remains. "I am Yurko Ramezkie, Warlord of Divinity." He now waits for her to tell him who she is. The Warlord of Dinvinity is like being the head of the church. he is in a way Kayos' high priest. Though there is some talk that Kayos might change that.

nyraticu She shifted her gaze from him as he spoke, back to the painting she was staring at.. She normally isn't like this, its one of her moods she often goes through.. She could be one moment just like Synderix and the next just like she is right now.. " Nyraticu.. " She didn't feel like saying her rank and such like he did.. If he was really interested in that, he would ask. If not, a name would surely do.. Though it truely wasn't her name, just like Synderix wasn't hers, it was in the tongue that htey could understand for if they said their name in their true tongue confusion would break loose fully..

Yurko sits there in emotionaless silance for a few moments just looking at the girl. He can feel the darkness about her, but that doesn't alarm him or tell him anything. Iatha is the goddess of darkness and as Kayos' sibling it would be assumed that some of her minions might wander around freely. She didn't tell him enough. A name is nothing to him. Some say names hold power and if you know someone's name you can cast spells to hold power upon them. Yurko sees the reason in that. If she were to die, you'd have to know her name to call her back. Teleportation spells and summoning spells also require a name in most cases. But her name means nothing to him. "Who do you work for?" He wouldn't be surprised if she told him she worked for him. He doesn't know all his people, there's too many of them.

nyraticu Most of her reactions were delayed, for her concentration was on something else than him.. " Currently.. Synderix.. " she said with a smirk.. It was true, she wasn't known to be getting along so greatly with Synderix.. Even though they bore the same blood, they fought like cats and dogs.. She knew her time within the Umbra was quickly fading away though why she came to AmKelosh on this day was beyond her.. One moment was watching the hussle and bussle of the realm and the next she found her attention caught by a painting in this room, so her curiousity got the best of her and she came here and has been here for the past several hours..

Yurko a dark air passes over Yurko. If any can feel an evil presence his would now be detectable, were as before he was shielding from all detections. A very slight frown croses his lips. His expresisons aren't always that easy to notice. His eyes narrow slightly as they burn figirtive holes into Nyraticu. He does not like Synderix and makes no atempt to hide it. In fact it's one of the few emotions he lets anywone at all see. "So you work for the slut? Are you a slut too?"

nyraticu It wasn't an uncommon word most use with Synderix, they automatically place that title upon her from the moment she took over teh Lust domain.. She shifted her gaze back over towards him as she spoke, quite quickly after he was done.. " I temporary work for her.. Not for much longer.. Do I look like a slut to you? If I were a slut, would I not be all over you? Does that answer your question? " She kept her gaze steady upon him this time around, awaiting for an answer to the words she just spoke..

Yurko is unsure he wants to have this argument. He is unsure he wants to argue at all. But flaying someone, that might be nice. "You plan on leaving her employ? That just shows you're a disloyal slut. Smart for knowing your charms would not work on me, but disloyal for leaving your employer. I don't like you and I don't like her. Though I supose most around here are fine with it. She did set into motion a series of events that turned Iatha into a goddess." He makes not moves nor any other expressions. He might as well be a statue that speaks, or a computer spurting out information. He doesn't even hold that much malice in his tone, but he does mean what he says.

nyraticu She should of never came here and stared at the painting, she as in no mood for someone like this.. " I am not a slut first of all because I do not throw myself at anyone nor will I ever. So I am disloyal for leaving my employer? It was a temporary placement from the start.. Think what you wish, you matter not to me nor your thoughts. " She didn't feel like going into great detail why it was temporary from the start though..

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