Zahi received a call a few days ago from a member of Ozma's crew, their leader took over this sector and gave Nevrean a strong enough reputation to be left alone. She and her crew wiped out a medium size gang and allowed the species to have a haven for themselves when they first immigrated at Inatus city. With time the nevreans were treated as citizen and most decided to spread across the large city leaving a large area they couldn't afford to hold tightly, this movement resulted in this meeting where Zahi walked without a care in the world to a old crummy apartment, the tough looking crew member failed at making a intimidating atmosphere.




As she walked inside a small living area, Ozma instructed her crew to leave them alone, both stared at eachother with little to no love for the other. '' What happened to zhe large place of operation you called home hmm? Ah yes i remember, a big titted yinglet open shop nearby and she took away all your horny patrons hmm hmm~'' said Zahi mocking her as she forced a smile pretending not being affected by the jab.



'' Speak for yourself, one of my girl saw you tossing carved part of a scav in your dumpster, supplies running low huh Zahi?'' Replied in a similar tone Ozma, '' Ah now it make sense, you can't get your old clients back so you want my bar to restart it all hmm? You took pictures of my trash and wish to blackmail me into selling my bar, zhough i can blackmail you for being outmatched by a rodent too heh~'' the atmosphere was tense as both female exchanged glare.




Zahi held her hands togheter '' You can have my crappy bar, zhough some profits will still return to me of course.... 15% and i shall leave you alone, i will not go lower '' Ozma tapped her metallic fingers against her knee '' 15% won't be that much when im in charge anyway, you were too much of a prude to own a bar anyway, being picky and deny so many horny idiots a quick release for a nice paycheck'' she mocked Zahi accepting the deal nonetheless.




'' no many people loves to prod zheir rod in a undead body, cold is a turn off for many if you can believe even drunk. Sex aside i wanted off zhat business anyway, i have a feeling i'll be needed soon elsewhere anyway so go wild madame Ozma'' Zahi ended the conversation, throwing the keys of her bar to Ozma before leaving.

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