Red eyes watched the Wood Elf pick at her food, her dagger stabbed the rather rare cooked meat as juices dripped from her chin. It fell down and stained onto the table yet she still seemed eager to shove more in than her mouth could hold. A surprise for Zaad, he thought her mouth was big enough the way it could snap comebacks. Maybe [i]meat[/i] was too much for her, he mused a bit. It took only seconds for his body edge around from her back and face leaned in over her shoulder. His timing perfect just when she had her mouth filled with another large bite. A wickedly delight grin flashed across his sandy lips. 

“You sure like your meat thick, don’t you, Doll Face?” Zaad said in a cheerful tone. 

Auriel had to resist the urge to turn her bloody dagger on the demon. She’d been enjoying the meal immensely, for a number of reasons. Firstly, she hadn’t eaten in quite some time, over a day by her reckoning and before then all she’d had was travel rations, hardly anything anyone should live on. Secondly, there had been a poncy noble looking human across the table from her. He’d been pointedly eating with the fine knife and fork that’d been provided, even dabbing at his mouth with a little piece of cloth. She found it incredibly fun to have been eating so crudely with her multi-purpose dagger right in front of him, a rakish grin plastered on her face. She wasn’t usually so messy, but she’d made an occasion of it for the noble who thought he was better than everyone else. Of course, now the bloody demon had decided to rear his ugly dust filled head and try and ruin her fun.

She calmly finished her mouthful and wiped her chin with the back of her hand before looking at the demon. “At least I [i]can[/i] get meat, thick or thin, however I like it.” She said, cutting another piece off the meat in front of her with her dagger.

“Hahaha, but it doesn’t look like you can handle it. Ill practiced at eating it, I take it?” Zaad commented, quick and to the point. He wasn’t bothering to be polite in any sense. On a note, he didn’t expect her to hold back either. 

His eyes shifted to note where the Elf had been looking earlier. His eyebrow lifted on two of his four eyes, uncertain for the reason she would’ve been staring or the fact what she found interesting about the male. The guy looked like a snot nice rich boy to him. One in a million, nothing to make him stand out yet the Elf seemed fixed on him. 

“Stare hard enough at him, he might notice you.” Zaad softly chuckled. 

“Or maybe he’ll realise he’s even more of a prick than you, and even less likely to get any company for the night.” Auriel said by way of reply. She turned her chair to face the demon then, stabbing at the piece of cut meat with her dagger and bringing it to her mouth, making a show of enjoying it as she ate. She was fairly sure the demon was incapable of eating normal food. Once she’d swallowed, she spoke sarcastically to the demon. “To what do I owe the [i]pleasure[/i] of your company Dusty? Tired of shouting at gargoyles? Everyone else get sick of you?”

“Nay,” He said, clearly enjoyed her foul mood around him. After all, it was a demon’s bread and butter to make mortals miserable. “Doll, just thought I would get a kick at seeing you bite off more then you can handle. It’s rather cute how you try to use that big gob of yours. There is a limit how far it stretches after all, didn’t you know?” 

His form shifted and sat against the edge, naturally nearest he could. His eyes shifted over to the head table just in time to see Khan flash him a warning glance and then followed by the Esyire’s voice echoed within his head. Naturally the Boss was wary about him. His black arms crossed over, his mouth turned up into a frown while he listened to the Demonomancer’s question. Likely Auriel’s ear would only caught Zaad’s half of the conversation since. 

“Yeah Boss? I’ve not done anything...except for talking. Yes, did that. Nothing there save for a few students necking by the wall. I left them alone…” Zaad then added in a lower tone, “Mostly.” 

In truth he dumped a bucket of cold water over the pair, their forms still nice and sopping wet when he left. The expressions on their faces had been well worth it all. Even if he hated water. Of course the Boss saw it differently and literally chewed his ass out, the demon looked slightly uncomfort while he remained silent. When the conversation with Khan finally ceased, Zaad couldn’t help mumbling in frustration under his breath about being scolded for something about water and having fun.

Auriel apparently didn’t need to reply to the latest series of insults. No sooner had she opened her mouth to speak than the demon was contacted by her boss. From his appearance and uncharacteristic silence, she guessed he’d done something and wrong and was being scolded for it. She sat and smirked while he was silent, leaving the half finished meal on the plate. She was beginning to get full, and she decided it was time for a drink. Before she could act however, the demon seemed to be muttering, and she thought to take advantage of the situation before he could get any more insults in again. “Have you been a naughty little dust cloud then? Ruined your bosses plans? It must be so fun having someone holding your leash all the time, making sure you never get a chance to get away with anything fun. Like this.” She said, reaching over and picking up one of the ornate candle holders. She shoved the flame into Zaad’s face, grinning as she did so.

Fire danced and seared his face before he could reply. Pain erupted and crackled as once more his face turned to glass, the sand fused into a crystal matter that was a crude sculpture of his original. [i]That little bitch![/i] Zaad nearly snarled. His temper naturally flared as his head whipped back to her. His eyes reddened by the fury in his face, his hand had immediately flicked into a claw and had been about to slap the wench when Khan spotted him. The Headmaster had been about to answer Lucilia when he felt Zaad’s pain as well as anger. His eyes widen and the Esyire abruptly stood, his deep voice when he barked a command. 

“ZAAD!” 

The demon stopped immediately, his hand just inches from carving a new smile into Auriel’s pretty little face. He growled, feral and ill tempered, then struggled to lower his hand. The words he spoke were simple. “Bitch if you only knew what price he paid for that control… or the fact I’m the mildest of them. It’s not over, not by a long shot. He doesn’t know everything and no one flays me twice and gets away with it.” 

With that his body moved forward, vanished into the nearest shadow quickly. Khan’s standing body watched the demon fade and finally was gone before he once more sat down. 

Auriel poked her tongue out and made a face as the demon withdrew. She’d manage to thoroughly piss him off now, and she turned back to finish her food, a satisfied expression on her face.