Trip To The Dry Cleaner;; Jester/Baird.

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This planet was unforgiving just like war should be, and that made her happy, it was so fun to sometimes just watch that chaos out the window. Of course, she was happiest when she was the cause of things that brought her god worship, but sometimes she couldn't always do that even if she wished that she could be a nonstop war machine. With the body that he had given her? She was very close to being that. She was still thankful that he had seen her as useful enough to revive even with the incidents that had happened at one time with her alias gaining its own will and using their name to do things so against what he preached. Of course, in the end, he was a god and he knew the truth because of it, there was no deceiving the gods. Though, if she had her way, Chaoris would be the only god in existence, he was all the world needed in her eyes.

"What's come in today." she made the comment, pale fingers flicking through page after page of paperwork that almost no one in the guild had interest in. Honestly? She had no interest herself, but having once been a guild master herself, she knew that someone had to do it, and Chaoris should not have to do this stuff, so if she caught wind of it the horned woman tried her best to handle whatever paperwork she could. "This goes here." she was flying low to place a piece of paper into the mouth of a skull, closing it gently in a sort of makeshift job board she had been working on. Some members would just wreck havoc anyways, but certain individuals required some set task. Over the course of roughly an hour, the horned woman kept working on the skull board, each skull having a rank painted in blood on it, so people knew what rank of job they were grabbing from. Digging for missions? Didn't really seem like a nightmare thing, they just needed to get out there and worship her god!

Nyx was now done with the job board, wandering her way back into the main area to lay eyes on a man with peculiar facial markings and some man who looked as if he may be a half-elf. "What are you two doing lazing around, don't you have any blood to shed?" she sighed, shaking her head as she walked a few steps past them, turning her head to look back at them. "Very well, come with me, I was going out to complete a few errands anyways." the golden-eyed girl spoke to them, adjusting her arms slightly so she would not lose grip to the set of sheets in her arms. Was one of the errands going to some sort of laundry mat? Considering it was Nyx, that was highly unlikely, but her plans for those sheets may disturb some as she did intend to cleanse them in a matter of speaking.

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At one point in time, she had been the sort for playing mental games on people. In the distant past? Her driving force had been the hatred she held for everyone who was not like her, the thought they should all be eradicated because she suddenly had the strength to do it or had been borrowing someone else's strength. Violently tormenting people so often, breaking them until they saw themselves in the same twisted light she viewed them in, had once been the highlight of her life. In the end, it was such a misguided use of the strength lying just beneath her skin and Chaoris had shown her that truth. What had she been doing? Her past exploits were weak and cowardly, relying on manipulation of others instead of her own strength, skill, or wit, it was no way to earn a reputation, even if that was still what she had the largest reputation for, one day she would overcome herself and be renown for the right thing instead of for what she had done during her insanity.

These two were jokesters who still did not seem to know the truth or understand the greatness of the guild master they served under. Improper worshippers, but with any luck one day she could teach them to be somewhat proper. Both of the two in front of her seemed to have great potential for causing mass bloodshed, they just seemed insistent on wasting their talents with small simple things and hanging around the guild-hall when they were in peak condition to go back out. Hard as she was on herself, she was at least that harsh on the others around her, when she was ready to get things done, but she would never expect the impossible from them. "Save your game for the fights clown." he was playing, she knew that well enough, his rambling made some degree of sense. Maybe she was still insane? Not possible, she knew who she was now. "If blood and battle are candy, then I'm the candy woman." she still had a sense of humor, even if she believed games and torment stood no place in honorable battle.

Golden optics switched lazily to the musician, she had heard him, she just clearly didn't care much of his exploits. A few lousy mages and a rune knight? She had been doing far worse at his rank, she had already committed her first full-scale massacre with Chaoris and been deemed a coming storm not long after. At the point these two were at she had already proven her capability and ruthlessness. "Once you grow, you'll see that feats like what you brag of right now are indeed lousy compared to what you're capable of." she sighed it out, her hair swaying slightly as she turned her head back to the front and started walking forward, motioning with one hand for them to follow. Maybe she should take them somewhere very rough on the planet, show them what she was capable of, Nyx had been planning a simple run, but now it seemed to require more. "Call me Fluffy." clearly that was not her real name, it could never be anyone's real name, but it was what she was known by, the name attached to everything 'evil' she had ever done. Plus, only two mages knew her real name for sure, Chaoris and Izayuki, the first respected she had no desire to bring her real name into things and the latter she currently considered honorable enough not to bring her past as a human into things.

Dance? They couldn't see anything apart from her brief sudden stop at the mention of dancing. However, her eyes widened dilating at the same time, mouth catching a quick breath, face developing a blush at the idea which struck her. Why was she getting that sort of daydream entering her head, the idea of dancing with him simply having it enter her head for a split second was so delighting, it really shouldn't have been. Nyx was no fool, she as a mortal even if her body came from the god, she was nowhere near standing on the ground, she spent all her time fighting to make sure she could remain beside him, but mortals and gods just didn't walk the same ground. What need of dancing did a god of war have, especially with a mortal? None. She knew this already, so why had her brain even entertained the idea for a split second and why in the world would she even want to dance with him. Of course, maybe it could be connected to her time as a weak mere human, she had done a good deal of dancing back then, perhaps she was just neglecting a hobby. Considering all the time she spent pursuing worship, it would make sense another hobby that wanted to come back to the surface would use him in her head to convey the desire to her! Yeah, that was it.

They could dance, sing and make merry if they wanted, it was there right, but she would not indulge in such things that could distract her from worshipping chaoris with everything she was. "The caverns should be a good spot." not the ones housing the blood pools, there was another set where monsters roamed and it would be a challenge for these two as visibility was very low within the caves. "And there is an active job there, so we should be able to get a little jewel for it as well." it was odd to have a job on their home planet, but it did happen from time to time, some person got in over their head ran away and dropped something important or got lost and tried to get help from nightmare.