#museguided

Now here in the room it was the strongest and even while he enjoyed the pets and scratches from the prince, he still inwardly frowned as he continued to try to identify the scent. It was a strange, disgusting scent that made him want to hide his nose and sneeze all at once.

Like the too sweet scent of rotted fruit and something bitter.. Something that almost had an iron taste that settled over his tongue just from the scent and had his mouth watering. Watering in the same way it would when his stomach was warning him it was about to forcibly eject his latest meal.

He was still trying to figure it out when Mika set him back down and brought a pickled veggie to his mouth. That was when the scent source was exposed. He didn't think, he just reacted. His hackles went up, nostrils flared, ears laid back against his head and his paw smacked away the chopsticks and pickled veggie as he bared his teeth and batted away the meal entirely.

There was something terribly wrong with that food. Poison most likely and if that was the case, he was glad that he came. But had he made it before Mika consumed any? He seemed to have been in time, but assumptions only made an ass of you and me.

He turned around on the blond's lap and started pushing his paws into his stomach as if to forcibly make any food he may have had be forced back up. He wasn't going to be taken away from him! Not on his watch!

A sentiment he tried to convey, but only came out as fox squeaks and soft growls in his current form. And he was much too concerned to think about that fact right then even though his more human form would convey his worries so much easier.

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"What're you tryin' to imply?"

Of course he had the strength to back it up. Wielding a blade counted as any other strength.

...Didn't it?

Of course it did!

The hanyō had half a mind to draw that sword just to prove it, show off exactly what was being dealt with. There were yōkai around, and he was scouting the perimeter. Mika is lucky for what his scent lacked. Unique, and memorized, just in case he had reason to focus on it later.

"Who the hell called them dirty tricks, anyway? It's called takin' advantage in any way ya can. Don't liken me to someone who has to some weak minded kid who can't rely on strength alone to get what they want. It's not the same."

Did that make him feel overly defensive? No doubt, but the satisfaction of knowing how much it bothered him, the belief he couldn't rely on strength alone, no one got that. Especially not some weird smelling dumbass who was in the middle of nowhere.

"Now what the hell are you doing out here? Walkin' to your death? You gonna force me to sling ya over my shoulder and take ya back somewhere you're not gonna get eaten?"

Now though, face to face with a vampire, she was unsure of herself and her decision. She knew how to fight of course, she'd had to have learned with as long as she'd been alive. Besides it wasn't so much the vampire himself that worried her so much as it was how her mate would react. Even with what the vampire said about her having no chance with a bow.

Many youkai had said much the same to her, disregarding her as a mortal and her weapon of choice. They also disregarded her mate and well.. They were mowed down shortly after by them and weren't alive today to tell the tale. The only thing left in their place being craters which eventually filled with water and became lakes.

If anything she drew back the bow string tighter. He may have stopped now, but she didn't live this long by being stupid. Anyone who knew about the beings walking around these days was that they were fast. But then, so were youkai and so she didn't lower her bow right away. If anything, her eyes narrowed on him when he spoke of "supplies". More humans to take and harvest from? She knew all too well what people were seen as by them and she refused to be another no name blood bag for them.

"I have a better idea. How about you crawl back into whatever vampire hole you came from?" she snapped back. "I've taken down bigger and badder than you many times with this very bow. Don't underestimate me just because I'm a human. I'd rather not shoot you, but I will if I have to."

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[ text ] good fucking luck [ text ] sorry [ text ] good luck

That was the answer she got from Kuramochi upon telling him she wanted to get Miyuki's autograph. She didn't even tell him it was on a Giants jersey with his name on the back, which will just make things 1000 times worse. Still, the shortstop was kind enough to listen to her ideas as to how to approach this daunting task and give his opinion. Ultimately, both of them knew that regardless of how politely she made her request, Miyuki would be an absolute dick about it.

A week or so later, Alice found herself sitting on the catcher's countertop, legs swinging a little while she watched him cook. The jersey and that same gold fabric pen from the first game of his she watched inside her bag. Finding out they were pretty much neighbors was lovely, and if it was up to her, they'd be getting together to cook with each other often. But the easy silences that usually befell them were a little different today. She kept trying to bring up the subject only to chicken out, and she was sure Miyuki had noticed something was up too.

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    Little hands came up to curl fingers into the warm hem of it as if to hold something precious all the same - but her eyes looked up to her taller friend in a way of asking without words a second time before he'd even confirmed. But then--

A flash of a dark room overlapped the sight of him and for a moment her heart clenched painfully, but she was reminded of the warmth from the coat on her shoulders and the man before him. They were safe.

"It would take quite a lot to keep me from my goal!" Neya presses her fingers together, her heart fluttering in happiness at the sight of an old friend. Even though some time had passed since she last saw him, the hanyou still looked just the same. It was nice to know that some things didn't change.

"Speaking of, I was finally able to establish my village!" The smile on her face is bright, she felt so accomplished and proud that she was finally able to do so. "It's still a bit small and we don't have that many people just yet, but things are coming along rather nicely."

-Yu had allowed himself to get captured on purpose during the battel. He had heard from that bastard Ferid that Mika might be in some lab working with this tainted humans that were determined to make all kinds of weapons.

-Unlike the other vampire prisoners they had, he seemed to be special. He was the only incomplete one. Not to mention the other vampires that they had captured were lower class ones. It would have been imposable to have taken Yu alive if he had not allowed it.

-He glanced around as they threw him in a cell by himself. Hearing someone mention the name Kureto. Thankfully they had not taken his blood from him....he could last ten days in here. After that he was screwed.