We Obey The Sun Goddess

     Feeling the surge of power once she revealed herself, the Servamp of course was startled a little. Who in the world was this now? “Your rain?” He had a slight idea about what this was all about, but still. He’d be lying if he said he was a little unnerved, but that was hard to tell. “Who are you?” He could tell she wasn’t a subclass, or even a Servamp. Though, if she had been the latter he would’ve had a lot of questions. Mainly how.

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     Usually he was good at avoiding the sunlight hit him. Usually. Today though, Tsubaki had been caught off guard. Grumbling a little to himself at the forced transformation, he scurried over under the awning and into the shade of a nearby storefront. Shifting his haori a little once transformed back, he glanced up as it started to rain.

     “That’s odd…” It hadn’t been supposed to rain today, and he hadn’t caused it. It was more likely just a strange coincidence, but he couldn’t help but feel like something else was at play.

     “Once they see how strong you are, they should back off if it’s just them.” Munakata was another matter. Catching the movement of her ears, a soft noise left him. She likely wouldn’t be able to tell, but he was amused. Like moths to a light. Maybe that’s why she came and hid behind him. Oh well, he was used to others being attracted to his power. Another quiet ‘mm’ left him, acknowledging her name when she spoke it. Reaching the bar, he opened the door, bell jingling above their head. “There’s some couches downstairs if you want to rest. It can get kind of noisy up here at times.”

She seemed kind, soft even, as Anna slowly lowered the marble from in front of her eyes; she blinked, slowly, as the Kistune knelt to her level. Ruby eyes blinked, the girl all but moving away from her.                What was the name she heard Mikoto call her…?                                                Ninetails…?

She nodded, slowly, nervously, a nervous smile seemed to come onto her pale, doll-like features. “Mhm.” Although she felt comfortable around her – since both Mikoto and Tatara felt safe with the Being – Anna couldn’t help but to feel there was something…More to her than met the eye.

“Who are you?” Simple questions, for now, until she grows relaxed with her.

⌠❖⌡ “Yeah! I used to really be into History before my hobbies changed away from it, I read everything I could get my hands on and I happened to run into some things about you! I don’t think you’re a demon however like some of the things depicted, you’re still a goddess after all and a really beautiful one at that and I know I can’t see your face under that mask but it’s what I think!” There’s no end to his smile as he closed his eyes in the process, head canting to the side in a slight manner while letting go of her hand so she could have it back. 

“I’ll happily show you around then, but, let’s get you some food first while it is still warm you shouldn’t go around on an empty stomach after all!” Spinning on his heels it caused his coat’s belts to twirl around with him, humming as he directed her to the kitchen when–… Well, WHACK… Never walk with your eyes closed, a hand goes to his face, he recoils for a second before laughing. “Ahahah, sorry I do that a lot!” It doesn’t even seem to affect him long before he shows her to the kitchen and fixes a plate of food while other people were doing the same.

⌠❖⌡ The mask did little to deter him from being the most friendly as he could possibly be, it seemed to intrigue him more than anything else really as he kept that warm and welcoming smile upon his features. Really, his assumption was that she was a Strain much like Anna with those tails behind the woman before him, but, upon hearing her name he paused for what was perhaps half a second dredging up old memories. 

“Ninetails, you mean, the Goddess Ninetails!? Wow! If you are her, I didn’t expect to meet you!" 

… That smile still isn’t leaving he doesn’t show fear and just seems to be even more cheerful in a way, shaking her hand just once even through her hesitation. "I can see why he brought you here no matter who or what you are this is a safe place, you’re always welcome here if you ask me! Would you like me to show you around Ninetails? The bars not very big, but I can also show you to a room you can use and I just finished cooking some food for everyone if you are more than free to have as well!”

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Whoever this woman was, she seemed to be readily accepted into HOMRA;  Anna already seen both Mikoto and Tatara accept her with open arms. She had stayed hidden and away up to this point, feeling an…                      …Different a u r a  from her than she did with other’s.

Apart of her wondered if it was because she was a Strain like her, the woman’s tails being perhaps the greatest give-away of them all.

HOMRA’S Princess carefully made her way up to the Kistune, bringing up a red marble to her eye; to simply get a better look to the woman; to see if she could learn more, without speaking.

“…You’re different, like me…”

     Noticing her lack of reply, he assumed she didn’t know they called people like her Strains. Not surprising really, since they weren’t really an organized group. “Mm, trust me, it’s better if you just knock them out. Killing a King’s clansmen just brings more trouble.” Which is why he never killed any of the Blues, even if it’d make things easier. Moving to start walking back to the bar, he pulled out a cigarette. With a quiet snap, his thumb lit up with a flame, bringing it up to light the end of the stick. “Suoh Mikoto.” Part of him wondered if she knew of him, his name was whispered about here and there, usually with his nickname ‘Red Monster’.

⌠❖⌡ Oh, a new person had come back with Mikoto, perhaps it was someone new who was going to join their happy little family? It looks like the third in command was already quick in making his way over to the strange new person, a smile upon his features while holding the recording camera in his hand pointed in her direction just as if he were a professional when he was anything BUT that. One could just ’feel’ the excitement radiating off the man as he regarded the woman before him, even offering a hand for her to shake if she so wished to. “Hello pleasure to meet you, my name is Tatara Totsuka! Welcome to Homra I saw you come in with the King and came to greet you first and foremost!” … There might be sparkles behind him right now, as his head canted to the side and his smile all but grew in a kind manner at that.

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     Chuckling a little at her first statement, he shifted back into his relaxed posture. “They’re doing their job. You’re a Strain, aren’t you?” She certainly looked like one after all. It was easy to spot, especially for them. A soft ‘mm’ left him as he shifted his stance. “They know they’re no match for me. Without their King I could easily kill them if I wanted to.” But he knew better than to do that. Too much trouble. “You’re better off staying around me for now. They’ll be back at some point. With their King.” Well, not that he minded. He was always up for a fight with Munakata.

     Honestly, between Anna and some of his clansmen, Mikoto was used to being pulled on and tugged at. Glancing down at the woman, he didn’t seem to be fazed by her appearance. Amber eyes followed her pointing, gaze landing on the Scepter 4 members as they ran up. Straightening up his stance, the men seemed to falter. Without Munakata present, they knew there wasn’t a way to handle the Red King. One with black hair brought a hand up, stopping the ginger haired man near him from moving in anyway. Knowing there wasn’t a way to negotiate, he called for them to fall back. The redhead gave a snort, flicking his near finished cigarette away. With a soft poof like noise, it seemingly disappeared. In reality, it burned into nothingness. “They should leave you alone for a while now.”