You think i'm Joking?

[Neurus]

*Slap*

A blow using the back of his hand, the ultimate insult, well it could be worse for the girl, but then again, he always reserved the worst for those he really.. Really disliked..

"You little useless thing.."

Set looked down on the woman that was sobbing while laying on his carpet..

"You are shedding tears on my carpet.. Get out.."

She then was then picked up by the two Eunoch's that guarded him, they casually threw her out of the room.

Set picked up his glass and took a sip of wine contemplating his situation..

Sure he had other women, but she was awfully unique, especially since most of his slave women where either Kusari or Bretonian. She had wonderful bronze skin and piercing green eyes, but she had the audacity to dare speak to him!

He threw his glass into the nearby wall where it shattered on impact, throwing wine all over his carpet...

"Bring me another one.. And make sure this one does not speak.."

The two eunoch's looked at each other ending with a nod at their lord and master..

His ever lasting servant and advisor, a shadow of a man, suddenly stood at his side..

"My dear don.. The Joker probably wants to know our location.."

Set contemplated this as he took up his bottle of Gallic wine, pouring it into another glass that stood on the table next to him.

"Very well, send him the coordinates then.. We'l just wait for him here.. I'l entertain myself while waiting.."

A cold smile spread across his lips..

And somewhere below deck an unfortunate girl in her early twenties got her tongue surgically removed..

The Scales of the Serpent lay in empty space, inside a nebula, guarded by a few of Set's favorite guards.. A Storta destroyer patrolled the area close to the Scales, a necessary protection. Especially with Set's.. Fear of death.. He just can't handle that a second time.

There it lay, waiting for the Joker, and for a future prospect Set knew would be excellent..