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May 31, 2019 0:13:24 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on May 31, 2019 0:13:24 GMT -6

One of Ozaki’s bats had been hanging on the window sill keeping tabs on what was going on. When the pair left Ozaki’s room it went to report to the other bats what had just happened. They waited outside in agitation, debating what to do. Little Bat wasn’t here to tell them what to do…

Battigan knew, though, that if it were them Ozaki would step in. And he had in the past. They crowed this to the other bats, calling them to attack his attacker from within a nearby tree.

Big, they replied. Too big.

We are many.

All of us are many. We are not all. We are few.

They watched as Ozaki was taken out of the building slung over the vampire he had tried to hunt’s shoulder. They lowered their voices as they spoke to each other.

Why did he not kill what he hunted? Makes no sense. Playing with prey is foolish.

Attack, we must attack.

Attack and die, Battigan. We must wait. Chance will come. Wait and live. Wait for right moment.

And so wait they did indeed, following Mordred at a scattered distance. If Ozaki became conscious at any point they would have a small window to get him to go small then grab him then. They'd done this before... They just had to wait for the right time.

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May 31, 2019 2:08:59 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on May 31, 2019 2:08:59 GMT -6

The walk felt like it was taking forever back to headquarters but in a way that made sense since Mordred was forced to take as many dark alleyways and unused paths as possible to reduce the attention he was getting. Yuuki was definitely rapidly becoming one of his most troublesome children. A brat that kidnapped him, attempted to kill him, and was now making him drag a maimed body across town. If he wasn't already in a lot of trouble with this child for basically screwing up the brat's entire life he'd have a lot of punishment awaiting Ozaki for when he woke up.

Mordred's feet dragged behind him as his home came into sight. Carrying the child across the city while resisting the black bloods influence the whole way had been absolutely exhausting. Yet his tired body only seemed to increase in pace as it drew closer to his goal as he knew what would await him inside. Fresh blood and a comfy coffin. That was all he truly wanted right now. As he drew closer to the front gates he waved down one of the guards that was patrolling from a top the large stone wall that encircled the entire property separating it from its wealthy but wholly unaware neighbors. Within moments the large wooden doors at the front entrance opened up allowing the gang boss and his plus one inside. As he passed the old vampire reached into his pocket and took out what seemed to be a gold coin before flipping it towards the gang member that had opened the gates.

"Thanks for that. Now would you mind running on ahead to the house and preparing me some dinner. I am absolutely starving!"

"Yes sir!"

With that the gang member ran off towards the house Mordred suppressing a laugh at the level of formality the child had shown him. There were many members of the gang that treated him with the same level of formality and it wasn't that he didn't appreciate it but it just seemed so odd since while they were doing that he just kept referring to them as his children. With the awnings of the gang's mansion in sight the vampire knight's pace increased to almost that of a sprint until he reached the front doors and through them open only to be met with the eyes of all the gang members inside.

"I've brought home a guest! Now would one of you mind bringing him to Meggi's room? I'll be heading there myself in a moment but first I need relax a bit"

With that one of the vampires took Yuuki from Mordred's arms and brought him upstairs while the gang leader made his way to the kitchen. It seemed the member from the gate had done their job since the table was already being stocked with blood bags they had taken on a recent raid on the blood bank. The boss almost wept tears of joys as he sat down the enjoy the meal though he was a bit unhappy about the fact that he had to cut his wrist to drain out the bad blood while making up for it with the blood bags.

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A while later Mordred would make his way up to Meggi's room and take a seat he had set up near her old coffin where Ozaki was currently lying unconscious. One of the houses maids had come in to fill up the knights cup as he waited for the boy to wake up. Meanwhile Mordred looked around the room that had once belonged to his daughter. The room was filled with leashes, collars, and many other dog related things. Leaning against a nightstand was umbrella decorated with dog pictures and on top of the stand was a painted picture of Mordred, Meggi, the Right Hand Man, and a collection of other gang members. Sitting in this room feel the knight with an overwhelming amount of emotions and yet at the same time he always found himself gravitating back towards this room. Somehow it seemed fitting to finally have a proper discussion with the turned son of that vampire hunter in this room.

edited May 31, 2019 2:10:34 GMT -6 by Mordred

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May 31, 2019 2:36:30 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on May 31, 2019 2:36:30 GMT -6

It took quite awhile for Ozaki to wake up given the beating he’d been given, very nearly a day transpired. His body had managed to heal itself a little in that time… But ultimately what it needed was blood. What woke the vampire up was the sound of a heartbeat in the room. It pounded heavy, thick with blood. Blood he needed. It roused him far more efficiently than any alarm clock ever could. Ozaki did not see where he was, what he wore, or recognize the faces of the room he was in. He did not care for anything but the walking meal before him.

Ozaki rose from his resting position slowly, having a moment of clumsiness as he tried to reach with an arm that was not there to help him up. His mind made a note of this. Right. Then he rose. What happened next was far from slow though. With lightening speed that would have surpassed normal human ability to perceive, Ozaki was at her neck, clamping down.

Biting down like this was pure agony given how he had filed down his fangs. But that did not matter to him right now. He was hungry. And the moment the blood touched his tongue he felt himself utterly driven with not just the impulse to drink, but to consume her. The blood was warm, he could feel her pulse thundering to a crescendo as adrenaline pulsed through it. The taste of her fear egged the vampire on. This was nothing like blood packs. It was so much better. He wanted more of it. More.

*****

Now... The maid was used to vampires it should be noted. A bite here and there was no big deal. But the vampires within the Bloods took more care than Ozaki was currently physically capable of doing. Most vampires did not actually try to eat their prey. There was a rather big difference between drinking blood and eating flesh. And Ozaki was obviously doing the former.

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Jun 1, 2019 1:00:09 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on Jun 1, 2019 1:00:09 GMT -6

Chaos. That was the only word that came to Mordred's mind when it tried to describe the events unfolding before him. The moment the boy had woken up he had immediately charged the maid and bitten into her neck to the gang leader's horror. A rush of guilt quickly ran throughout his entire body as he realized he had prepared for Yuuki's hunger when he had put him in this room. A starved vampire was dangerous, possessed by their own hunger they were little more than wild animals driven by their most basic instincts to feed. It didn't matter who the person was to the vampire or even their own personal beliefs. If there was someone nearby with a beating heart to feed from they would attack and that was what was happening at this very moment.

For a moment Mordred was trapped in a state of shock and horror watching one of his own children attack a member of the gang. Yet eventually the older vampire's protective instincts would overcome this initial shock and within moments the knight's voice would ring through the air filled with authority and rage. Mordred was no longer under the influence of the black blood but Ozaki was now attacking one of his own. An innocent girl who had nothing to do with their history. The gang leader knew it was because of his hunger but it was still something unforgivable, especially in Meggi's room of all places.

Yuuki Ozaki! Release that girl and once! Return to your coffin and don't leave until I have given you permission to do so!"

The words were filled with the power of Mordred's parental controls and upon hearing them the young vampire would find himself compelled to obey. Meanwhile the gang boss would quickly move over to the girl and catch her body before it fell to the ground. Without a moment of hesitation he would use his teeth to cut a wound into his own wrist and hold it up towards the girl's mouth. A few tears began to fall down the vampires face as he looked upon the damage his foolishness had allowed to happen.

"I'm so sorry. It's going to be okay. Don't be afraid, everything is going to be okay. I've got you and I won't let you go anywhere."

edited Jun 1, 2019 1:00:33 GMT -6 by Mordred

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Jun 1, 2019 1:09:41 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jun 1, 2019 1:09:41 GMT -6

Immediately upon being ordered Ozaki let go. A frustrated, feral growl ripped through his throat at being so compelled to leave the closest meal source. Then he was commanded to go to his coffin. His… Coffin. Ozaki did not have a coffin. The closest thing he had to that was a bed. And that was not here. He had to leave. Ozaki started to move quickly to leave the room. Completely ignoring the coffin that he had just moments before risen from.

That was not his coffin after all. Even his feral mind could recognize that. None of this was his territory. His cloths, face, and hair were splattered with blood. His meal source was gone... But he was coated with its blood. Ozaki drew what blood he could off himself and into his mouth. He was still of course a mess... There was blood left. But not enough. But some. The vampire started chewing on the sleeve of his remaining arm, trying to drain the blood soaked cloth of blood as well. He had dug in quite deep with his claws as well in order to keep hold of his prey.

So. Hungry. And now he had to go all the way home? Well... It would likely run into someone on the way there. He definitely would. Then he could get more of this delicious liquid. Hot blood and a thundering heart, up until their sweet sweet last breath. There was truly no taste like it that could compare. And right now it was all the vampire could think about. All they wanted.

edited Jun 1, 2019 1:17:19 GMT -6 by Yuuki Ozaki

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Jun 3, 2019 0:04:08 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on Jun 3, 2019 0:04:08 GMT -6

"No that coffin you moron! The one in this room! I'm not just going to let you leave! There's a lot we have to talk about so go lie down in Meggi's coffin while I clean up your mess!"

Why was this all happening?! His blood would save the maid but there was no telling what the trauma had did to her and it had been inflicted by one of Mordred's very own. One of his trouble children to say the least but still one of his own. At the same time the maid had been a member of a gang. He hadn't sired her yet but any member of the gang regardless of their species was also one of his children. Mordred didn't know what to do. His anger had risen to an all time high yet there was nowhere to unleash it. One of his children had been hurt but he couldn't punish the one responsible.

How could he punish someone for hurting his children by hurting one of his children? This whole situation was horrible but there was nothing he could do about it now. Instead he'd just have to do what he could so he would cradle the maid as she fed her blood from his wrist. Than he yelled. His voice echoed throughout the building, startling every gang member that was within hearing range.

"SOMEONE GET ME SOME BLOODY BLOOD PACKETS!!!"

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Jun 3, 2019 0:18:29 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jun 3, 2019 0:18:29 GMT -6

Ozaki came to a stop just before he reached the door. Not that coffin. Okay. He turned to the one in this room as he was commanded. There wasn’t even a flicker of recognition at the mention of Meggi’s name in Ozaki’s eyes. He was absolutely ravenous right now, yet being made to lay down and be still.

This was so infuriating. He was held in place by the command once he lied down in the coffin, but he was far from settled, as he let out a low growl of frustration. When Mordred shouted about blood packs his remaining hand went to the right side of his chest. It wasn’t there. But there was always one there. He put his hand down to his side, raw hunger causing it to clench and unclench into a fist. He hadn't been this hungry in a long long time. But hell... That tended to happen when someone cut you up and let you bleed out without even trying to replace the blood while you were out. Ozaki was all but running on empty right now, instinct the only thing keeping him awake and moving.

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Jun 9, 2019 22:37:50 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on Jun 9, 2019 22:37:50 GMT -6

Not providing Ozaki with blood had definitely been the worst decision Mordred had made in a long time. Even if Yuuki had been the one to attack the maid it was the vampire knight's fault for not replacing the blood that had been lost in the fight. He had cut the child's entire arm off after all. Even if a vampire's blood pumped at a slower rate a vast amount would still be lost from a severed limb. The young vampire's outburst was inevitable from the moment he had been left in the room without a proper blood supply. Yet even after the whole situation had been dealt with the Mordred was still horrified not only by what had happened but on the way he had seen Yuuki feed.

It was cruel, violent, and barbaric. A vampire only needed to feed off one's blood to survive but the maid's throat had almost been ripped out in its entirety when she had been attacked. Something was seriously wrong and the ancient vampire wasn't even sure if it was the effect of the strange black blood at this point. Regardless when the members of the gang that had heard his voice arrived he passed off the maid to them and had her brought to another room while he had them pile up a number of blood packets on a table in the room. Taking two from the pile he through them over to the coffin.

"Drink up"

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Jun 10, 2019 1:26:46 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jun 10, 2019 1:26:46 GMT -6

An effect of the black blood? No. At this point Ozaki had bled out enough that there wasn’t even any in his system… Which was of course why he had gone into such a feeding frenzy in the first place. Though his type of feeding frenzy may or may not be just a certain special level of messed up.

The moment the blood packets were tossed with him his animalistic mind knew what was in them, even if it could not smell the blood within. Too impatient to bother with the nozzle, he ripped into the corner with his teeth and began to guzzle the blood rapidly.

It did not taste nearly as sweet as the maid’s terror laden one. He wished infinitely that he could go back to that. But the ability to even get out of this coffin had been robbed from him. And there was no way he was going to turn down blood in this state. But it wasn’t as sweet. It wasn’t as intoxicating as that very last rattling moment as someone took their last breath. He wanted that. He wanted it. But all he had was this.

Once the first pack had been drained he immediately tore into the second in feral frustration, draining it within moments with a considerable amount of waste that would leave Ozaki, if he was in right mind, completely aghast. It was all over his shirt and chin for crying out loud. And he was still so very hungry. Hungry and frustrated that a much better meal had been taken from him.

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Jun 13, 2019 0:23:17 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on Jun 13, 2019 0:23:17 GMT -6

It appeared that two blood packets just simple wasn't enough to satisfy the starved vampires hunger. Mordred knew he cut the poor kid's arm off but had he really lost this much blood to be in such at state even now? The knight didn't know how much blood Yuuki had gotten from the girl but whatever it was plus two blood packets should've been enough as far as the gang boss was concerned. Vampires' metabolisms are incredibly slow so even a cut off arm should need so much blood consumption to bring someone back to their senses, right? For the ancient vampire this whole situation was absurd and while he tried to be understanding he was heavily influenced by the bias of his own experiences.

"You really are quite the glutton. How many blood packets are you planning on making me fork over before you come to your senses?"

Taking another four blood packets off the table and threw them over to the coffin. His foot began to tap on the floor as he impatiently waited for the vampire to respond to him in a way that would indicate he was no longer going to attack the first person he sees out of hunger. This trouble child of his was becoming more of a problem than he had ever imagined.

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Jun 13, 2019 0:43:50 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jun 13, 2019 0:43:50 GMT -6

Well… In all fairness he had been told to back off the woman rather quickly. So he hadn’t gotten as nearly as much as he needed from her. Ozaki guzzled down three blood packets before his eyes began to loose their feral sheen and his mind began to return into him in full.

He finished the third packet by the time his mind returned fully to him…. And frankly. If his arm weren’t literally cut off he would honestly be assuming that he was in a nightmare right now. Everything he had done while under the influence of the black blood and while under his ravenous blood frenzied state crashed upon him like a wave. Nyx. He’d attacked Nyx. He’d broken her leg. He’d gone vampire hunting. He’d met his sire. Gotten his arm cut off. Woke up. Attacked someone. He’d tried to chew out their throat.

Ozaki’s eyes went down to his cloths. These were not his cloths. “No.” He looked to his one hand, coated in blood both from the blood packets he’d ripped through in his frustration, and the maid whom he had clawed into to get all that sooner to that… That taste. That overwhelmingly intoxicating flavor that drove him out of his mind every single time he bit into someone. “No.” Tears started to form in his eyes.

Ozaki got up suddenly and tried to bolt, but found himself physically restrained by the command he had been given earlier. Stay in the coffin. His wings unfurled from his back as he swung around to look back at Mordred, then himself.

By the light of Selene’s moon. What… “No no no no no. No no not again.” He collapsed in on himself, wings wrapping tightly around him and enclosing him in a leathery cacoon. He felt like he was going to drown in everything that happened. And that smell… That smell of the maid’s fearful blood was still on him. In here. And what a good smell it was. It made him want more of it. It didn’t even matter if he was hungry. He just wanted the taste… The very thought alone was enough to make him sick to his stomach as he sobbed hysterically.

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Jun 13, 2019 1:02:22 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on Jun 13, 2019 1:02:22 GMT -6

Oh, for Camilla's sake! Don't do that! You return to your senses and the very first thing you start to do is crying? It's like watching over an infant!"

With that Mordred would rise to his feet and seemingly marched out of the room in a fit of rage. Abandoning Yuuki in Meggi's coffin unable to escape as long as Mordred's command had him bound there. Yet only a few minutes later the gang boss would return to the room with what seemed to be two large buckets he carried in both of his hands. Approaching the coffin he placed one down just outside of where Yuuki was currently restrained while he moved his other hand to grab on to the other one.

"I really hate to do this to such a nice suit but since I'm entirely sure I can trust you outside the coffin yet we will have to do it this way. Now hold your breath and make sure not to inhale this when it splashes into your face. Having something go down the wrong tube is never any fun."

With that Mordred would swing the bucket forward sending is content splashing into the confined space of the coffin starting at Yuuki's face and than progressively moving down to wash the rest of his body. What was it the gang boss was throwing on to the man that had attacked one of his children? Put simply, it was a common combination of two products. One of them the an essential ingredient to life itself and the other something vital for cleaning. A solution of water and soap would wash over the boy cleaning off whatever bloodstains it could as the the ancient vampire continued to pour out the bucket into the coffin.

"Well that should be enough for the initial cleaning. Just catch your breath and tell me when you are ready so we can start the second round."

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Jun 13, 2019 1:23:51 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jun 13, 2019 1:23:51 GMT -6

Damn it. Damn it. The vampire was right. He was crying like a fucking baby right now. But but… This was.. He… He was gone? It took Ozaki about a minute to risk peeking out of his wings. He really was. Not wanting to get blood in his eyes, Ozaki used one of his wing digits to rub at his face, trying to clear away the tears.

By the time Mordred returned he was still overwhelmed, but he had at least managed to stop the waterworks. He was utterly panicked, not quite sure where he was and still not, after even everything that had happened yesterday… Sure of who his sire even was.

Why hadn’t he even bothered asking his blasted name? At the very least he could have researched it later even if he hadn’t planned on keeping him alive at the time. As Ozaki’s eyes were open to the world around him, looking around, his eyes snagged upon a few familiar things and his wings fell down to his sides. No… It couldn’t be.

When Mordred came in Ozaki snapped to attention, eyes trained completely on the snow haired man before him. Splash what into his face? Nonetheless he stopped breathing as he was advised, then was hit with a bucket full of water. Mordred was cleaning him? With a bucket of course but… I mean look what he’d done within minutes of waking up. Of course the man didn’t trust him out of the coffin.

Meggi’s coffin. Was he really in Meggi’s coffin? Was she really dead?

Ozaki rubbed at his face, less as a matter to try and get the blood off, though it did partially succeed in that a little… And more of a matter of the sheer weight of yet another thing being added to what he was already having to deal with. "G-go ahead." He would stutter, panic still causing his heart to pound at a speed approaching half a human's resting heart rate. This was all so much. And then there was his sire here. Honestly Ozaki found himself both terrified to look at him and scared to look away. He was so bloody confused right now. "Umm.... N-not that I'm complaining. But... Why am I alive? Why am I here? And who are you?!"

A lot of those questions came out at once. But... Really he didn't know why he was alive. All signs pointed to it making sense that he'd be dead right now. Unless his sire had been waiting for him to wake up before cutting him to bits. But then why feed him? Why try and wash him down of all the blood that was freaking him out? None of that made any sense. And for Hades sake he'd be damned if he didn't get the answer of who the fuck this man even was before he potentially died... But probably not. But why?

edited Jun 21, 2019 0:09:59 GMT -6 by Yuuki Ozaki

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Jun 26, 2019 18:00:39 GMT -6

Post by Mordred on Jun 26, 2019 18:00:39 GMT -6

After given the go ahead Mordred would throw yet another bucket of water and soap over Yuuki before taking a seat in his chair. The child's questions confused him from the moment he heard them. Who are you? Now that was definitely a strange question to ask someone you had just kidnap just earlier that night. Especially, when you considered the fact that Yuuki had given a whole lecture to the vampire on how he ruined his life while contemplating how to kill him. There had definitely been something weird with that blood with his system. Had it been the result of some bizarre drug? Being the leader of a gang made it so Mordred know about all kinds of drugs being produced and sold throughout the city but he hadn't heard of anything with the effects he had seen tonight. He was definitely going to have to ask about that later but for now he had to deal with the clearly terrified child in the coffin.

"You can get out of the coffin now if you want. Since you seem to be in control now there isn't really a point in keeping you confined in there. As for your questions, I'll answer them in order. You are alive because honestly I don't have any desire to kill you. After all it seemed you were under the influence of some kind of weird drug and your just a child. I hate unnecessary deaths when they can be avoided so I'm not going to execute you for what you did and said tonight. As for where you are this is what used to be my daughter's room before she was killed. I believe you knew her before she passed away after all you seemed to at least recognize the name when I said it earlier. Finally, my name is Mordred Iscariot. The leader of the Bloods, your sire, and the man you kidnapped and tried to kill tonight. Do ask anymore questions you have when they come to you. I imagine being starved and coming off the influence of whatever that black blood is may be clouding your thoughts a bit. So take your time."

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Jun 26, 2019 18:33:47 GMT -6

Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jun 26, 2019 18:33:47 GMT -6

His cloths. His things. Where were they? He needed to find out where Nyx was. If she was okay. He needed to take care of the black blood issue. What if there was more? What if more hemophages were being contaminated with it as they spoke? And his sire.

Ozaki stepped out of the coffin as he was given the go ahead, looking a little bit like a drowned cat right now with as water logged as his cloths were. The deer in the headlights look wasn’t helping that look, as he considered his options without his darts. Plenty really… The darts merely made his talent neat and clean. He still had plenty he could do without them. Ozaki listened to Mordred answer his questions and could not help a whispered, “Shit,” when he heard that this man was the leader of The Bloods. Leader of the group that had expressly forbidden him from ever stepping on their land again, or be staked for his error. Wait. He wasn’t going to kill him. But uhhh… Same principle of Oh shit what did I just do, applied. Kidnapping a gang leader of all people.

“First off… Where are my things?” He hated how his voice cracked with the sheer nerves running through his system now. He needed his phone. And he couldn’t believe he’d actually filed down his fangs, the sensation alone hurt as much as the devil’s pitchfork.

So he wasn’t dead now. Insulting the man’s daughter had been enough to get hisi arm cut off and beat the shit out of… But even being influenced by the black blood himself he had not killed Ozaki that was… The young vampire wasn’t sure what that was. He did want to combat being called a child. But seeing as that was one of the reasons not to kill him… He would restrain himself from that.

He looked around the room, eyes settling on an urn next to the picture of Meggi with a few of her fellow gang members. “And what you said earlier… About… About Meggi’s death… Being the reason you went after me… As in she died before then… Is that true?”

Ozaki could not see this man lying to him for some reason. What reason had he to need to rely on such things as lies? But still… After everything that happened while he was under the influence, all the questions he had of years and of now… It was hard to wrap his mind around all that happened even before he had found Mordred after years of looking on and off again. And here he was the whole time.

Ozaki pulled the fingers of his remaining hand through his hair as he tried to sort out his reactions to everything he was hearing. His light brown hair, though plastered down with soapy water, was steadily regaining its chaotic glory. Not that Ozaki was particularly noticing that bit. He wanted to ask why in the world Mordred had cut his hair. But there seemed to be more important things on the table here.