#kallxope

They were in Soryu’s apartment, hours before they would go to an event, something Yasuo’s never had the privilege to go to before in his life (it even made his mother half jealous when he told her the night before over the phone). Yasuo was changing his clothes, being very careful because the fabric even felt expensive to him.

  When money gets tight, there’s nothing you can do but steal. People might not say so but the skill it took to take wallets without anyone noticing was a gift. The risk was much more than being fired from a job, no doubt it was easier than working at a restaurant, but the exhilarating feeling she got whenever she was successful was irreplaceable.  

  As soon as she was able to snag this poor man’s wallet, she got out of there, darting into the shadows to take a look at her earnings.

               Akihito had been in the kitchen when he heard something scuffling around, not really thinking all that much of it, he wasn’t the only person in the building after all and maybe his neighbors were moving something. That it until he realized that the sound was way too close to be coming from another apartment. Maybe Sasha was moving something?

“...a solution??”

Souji retired from his job as Nimmy’s blanket to look up at Apophis.  A solution he wasn’t sure Souji would be okay with... anything was better than what Karasu had suggested.  “...What did you have in mind??”

  Bingo! So he had been looking for the shrine. Of course, this didn’t come as a surprise to him given that people often ventured out here for that same reason. “Hmm... I wonder. Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.” At this point, he was just playing with the other. Did he really not know the God whose temple he wished to visit? Unless he was seeking out the Witch, not that that wasn’t any better.

Orpheus smiled to himself as he watched the human stalk the perimeter of the castle. Someone apparently had tipped off a hunter that there wee vampires living there...it seemed they would have to be more careful in the future. But his mistress had given him the task of taking care of it, so hat is what he would do. Waiting until the hunter’s guard was lowered just by a fraction, he moved behind the male to grab his arms, holding them behind is back to keep him from moving.

  It had appeared to Saga’s colleagues that nothing had changed after being found out by Misaki. He did not become more wary nor did he cease that annoying smile that he carried about everywhere. Younger students still flocked to him after classes in spite the horrible activities that he probably conducted at night. 

   Every now and again, he would spot his kouhai in the halls and grin at him with the knowlegde that he hadn’t told everyone about his strange ‘pet’ or that he never liked being followed home. Although even if he did, Saga had excuses ready.