Blackfeather Woods Knock knock, a demons at your door

Ahh, how kind it was for Nemesis to join them, if only to stay for a fleeting moment. The woman approached them, speaking a few words to Snake before continuing to walk past the duo. Green eyes drifted after her, black lips peeling back to reveal ivory teeth once again. "As you wisssh, my lady," the black devil cooed, dipping his head down low, although it was impossible to tell if he were being genuine or merely mocking. The madman was surprised, to say the least, that Nemesis had granted him permission, but the thought was long gone a few moments later, disappearing into the mess that was his broken mind. His head bobbed back up and weaved once again towards Sage, tiliting to the right in an abnormal position. Unblinking eyes gazed at her for a moment before words slipped from a clever tongue.

"Now, darling, what use would you bring to usss at Blackfeather? We can't exactly have a pack of layaboutss, now can we?" He stared, amused at the woman, as though accusing her of causing all the laziness in the world. She didn't look like she had achieved much, at least to Snake's own mind.   

"I suggest your next wordsss be those that I am looking for," he said slowly, inching a step closer to the woman. "Else you may leave." He watched her, tongue now held silent, for he awaited the new words that would slip from her jaws and into his waiting ears.