She tilted her head at Elohim's finger tip, noticing the scaple. "Interesting, they do have you prepared. Know I know who to come to when I run out of weapon's again" She shruged. "Or you never know when you need a good can opener." She said with a snicker, looking to Elohim almost playfully.<br/><br/>Sayuri wasn't the nicest person to be around, though if she found a common interest with someone, then she was usually pleasant.. or atleast agreeable. Other wise you could barely get a reaction from her other than annoyance or indiference.. and a few unlucky one's that sparked her anger.<br/><br/>"The slaves aren't as fun anyways. They're used to brutality. If you want to get true results, you need someone who's had a considerably sheltered life. Or perhaps a challenge.. I do love a challenge" She purred.<br/><br/><br/>Shaking her head, she scowled at the doorwar as if some unseen person was standing there. "For God's sake, if they put as much effort into getting ready for a meeting as they did on the battle field we would have this damned war over with already!" she huffed, kicking the edge of the large wood table so that her chair spun in a full circle before she placed her feet back upon the ground and stomped across the room.<br/><br/>Gripping into the door handle, she threw it open, leaning forward and out of the door way just enough for her head to be in the hallway.<strong>"GOD DAMMIT, I DON'T HAVE ALL FUCKING DAY PEOPLE. GET ON WITH IT!"</strong>She yelled down the hall, her voice echoing through the fortress. It was obvious she was not pleased, nor a very patient person at that.