Oogie, with no regard for time, opened the door with a scowl. "Oh, it's you. Come in, come in!"
Nairobi closed her eyes and adjusted her red-black cloak and entered the mansion, opening her eyes once more when she was all the way inside. She sighed with disgust. Some serious redecorating was needed here. Balancing her blade, Full Bloom, on her shoulder, the two-toned canine unhooked her cloak hood and lowered it, breathing in the tantalizing scent of death and terror.
"I see you've been busy, Boogie. Where is the Wielder?" She demanded coldly, settling atop an empty cage from the Bug-balls' latest victim.
"Why, I haven't a clue, Ms. Grace." The menacing tone in his voice was subtle.
"I doubt that, Boogie. Tell me where he is and I'll reward you." She threatened softly, stretching her bat-like wings and glancing around for his henchmen. "Where are Lock, Stock and Barrel hiding this time?"
"Off doing an errand. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked loudly, a slight growl in his voice.
"I want the keyblade. Get rid of the Wielder and I won't rip your seams, bug-ball." With a flick of her wrist, Full Bloom whipped past his head and nicked the threading of his off-white sack. He fell apart and she smiled coldly at him. "Do not disappoint me, Oogie." Nairobi growled as she disappeared.