"<em>NO, this place is not enough for me. Here he can survive and thrive even. For what he did, the Ivory Courts were far too lenient. This monster deserves a fate far worse. Desperate or Determined, either way, it is what it is. Revenge plain and simple I suppose. My life it is then. But one question before I agree to this deal with you. What is your name? I don't like having to call you the Beast, even if you are one, it is not fitting to address a partner that way."</em><br/><br/>The fading light gleamed off the razor blade edges upon his gloves. Rae sighed, it was always a deal in blood. No one took another persons' word these days, but in a place like this it probably wasn't worth it. She raised a finger and traced one of the edges like a lover, caressing it and lavishing attention upon it. It reminded her of one of her fathers knives he used to carry. A drop of blood welled upon her finger as she waited for his reply.<br/><br/>She thought back on her life and found nothing that was truly worth living for and trying to break a deal. Death was always imminent and she feared it not. In a sense she welcomed the release from the daily task one called life. It was monotonous at best and only once in a great while was it exciting and worth the air it took to breathe. Maybe she had always lacked enough challenge in her life, something to inspire her to keep living.<br/><br/>Grabbing the barbed glove, she shook it and squeezed, letting the barbs sink in deep. Knowing he of all people would understand the significance of the gesture. Time was of the essence now and it was ticking away the longer they spent letting the creatures of the dark watch and wait for them.