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[Dreccas]

Dreccas boredly floated above the city "Geeze..Such a boring day" he muttered as he phased in and out of consciousness, "Mmmm Nighttime already?" he said as the moon began making it's way up the horizon.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

Dmaaxorael was walking around his place of living in the Ritz. "Ah, now, what could I do for a little bi of fun?"  

[Dreccas]

Dreccas flew down, "Perhaps a chat with some of the more ritzy people is in order, maybe i'll find a human on the way, demonic blood is soo much more bitter." he said, as he began to walk the dark streets "Hmm..of all the scrapped human technology, why were street lights not salvaged" he said with a slight laugh "Oh well, not a big deal" he said with a grin, his eyes were unnatually tuned with the darkness.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

Dmaaxorael left his house and went to his gate, well gate like place in front of his house. "Now, should I go, or send someone to tell me of someone to have, fun, with."  

[Dreccas]

Dreccas had been walking when he heard a familiar voice "Hmm..? Who's that?" he said, looking to where Dmaaxoraels voice was coming from.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

He looked at him. He smiled. "And who are you?"  

[Dreccas]

"Ahh" Dreccas said, as he stuck his thumb into his own chest "Dreccas night, elder of the night clan, or at least..only remaining, the fright of demons and angels alike" he said, in his care free, jokey voice.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

"Not the fright of me."  

[Dreccas]

Dreccas smiled "Take it easy Child" dreccas was having fun, he didn't really care if he was making this guy mad, he was playin around.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

He laughed a little. "Child. If I was only a child again."  

[Dreccas]

Dreccas smiled "Well, Dmaaxorael" he said you know you are in comparison to me" he said with a slight grin "C'mon, you can't say you don't remember me." he said, his voice losing all previous jokishiness.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

"Yes, I can. I am not a little person from the slums. I meet others equal to me, and unless they are important to me or memorable, I don't remember people like you." He turned around and said into the minds of his minions, This is a darkened one. One who would go against the goodness you have fought to keep. But, do not attack him unless he trespasses or threatens us directly.

He turned back around and smiled.  

[Dreccas]

"If you say so, enjoy your delerium" he said, as he floated away, as he began to get a little distant, he made his voice ring within Dmaaxorael's head A wise choice.. were the words he left him on.  

[Walt-J-Rimmer]

"I still wanted to talk to you though..." A few of his minions stood in his path.  

[Dreccas]

these last words had been lost on dreccas, he had already gone out of range of his voice, a small essance of it had reached his superior hearing, but he couldnt make coherence from it. He had returned to his care-free state, and was looking over the city, watching a small fight that had broken out in the slums, a few demonics who were getting wasted on the street in the upper ritz "Hmm" he said, a small sense of forlonging, knowing he was, and could never be, a true part of the city.