{Open} In the dark of the night...

[Ace McCloud]

Ace walked up besides the demon that was on their side. He didn’t hear them use any names other than that of The Nothing’s, but he already knew that. Looking over towards the demon, he introduced himself, “Glandforth Slayer,” He said, with a smirk. He turned back over to face The Nothing. “My friend here has a point. If you’re becoming soft like us, then why don’t you go on ahead and jump the border? We’ll throw a party in your name. Seriously, it’s no hassle for friends.”

Glandforth had realized the demon’s game, and was, apparently, playing along with it. Anger The Nothing, that was the name of it, and hopefully they were winning. But was it such a good idea to fight The Nothing? They were outnumbered, and it was The Nothing, which sort of put them at a disadvantage, but as long as there was a fight, Glandforth would be happy.

[Abby]

Naomi hadn't noticed, or she simply hadn't cared, that there seemed to be a gathering of creaters at the border. She had already been on her way when she noticed the first being walk up to were The Nothing and his minions were, and she got annoyed that they couldn't just leave him alone. Really, if he had wanted to attack there would be atleast fifty Sandmen and other dreamers to fight back within a minute, so why did they feel the need to annoy him so?

She noticed as another one went over, and then another, and as she continued to walk she shook her head slightly, taking out her weapons. She needed to be ready for whatever was going to happen, regardless of how big or small the 'whatever may happen' may be. By the size of the gathering, it seemed like this could amount to something. When she reached the group she walked past the 'good guys' but stopped before the 'bad guys', standing with one foot on each side of the border, her arms crossed.

"So, what's up?"

[The Nothing]

The Nothing could feel himself burning, but he controlled his anger carefully and would not let them build his annoyance into a rage. If they felt they wanted to toy with him, he could choose to toy back. He noticed another being come to the 'party' as it was now referred to, and noticed how she stood on both of the sides. He watched her evenly for a few moments. It wasn't often something such as that happened. He knew her, Naomi, who had yet to decide which side she would take. He had felt the urge to simply destroy her before she chose the wrong one, but had decided that she was interesting, and he could amuse himself for a while.

He turned back to the others and watched each of them in turn, wondering why they were wasting their time here. And that just spurred the thought, why was he wasting his time here as well? He had a battle to prepare for. Ah, but they didn't need to know that now did they? He considered a suitable reply, but just decided on this,

"That's too bad. I haven't brought any party favours. I guess it will just have to wait."

Hey, who said bad guys couldn't almost joke around? Besides, the more they pushed now, the more painful he was going to make their deaths. He had a thing about revenge, and he never forgot a face. He would have some of his more competent warriors make sure to disembowel them, nice and slowly. He would enjoy watching their blood spill.

[Daren]

Ramok nodded his head at Glandforth in acknowledgment. "Ramok" he muttered back. He turned his attention back and saw a neutral girl on the border. An urge to tell her to go home crept up but he pushed it away and let the others do the talking. So, it seemed The Nothing wasn't going to attack at the moment, but if Ramok knew The Nothing, he'd be planning one soon.

"Go back to your miserable palace of nightmares, dark scum. You are not welcomed anywhere near here." His voice was stern and was controlled. He wanted to charge and he would have if it weren't for the neutral that now stood over the border.