Well Hello There... [pg 13]

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White began the night like he always did - drinking. Several kinds of drinks were needed then, all with varying amounts of potency so throughout the entire night he'd have the increasing sense of being drunk. And he was. White was never sober, and even more so he was never even close to being sober. Not that anyone could tell... He never really got dizzy or slow or really had any of the symptoms at all. If he did, whatever kind of vampire sensibility he had must be canceling it out or something. Yup. Must be.

White's choice of drink tonight was something he'd had a taste for for a long time - vodka. Got to hand it to the Russians, of all the places he'd been, they had by far the best damn booze. Too bad with all the cold and tigers and ****...

White took a good, healthy swig of his drink, feeling the burn as it went down. Now that was good... He didn't even bother lighting up a cigarette today. Just wanted to get comfortable and spend some quality time with his drink.

But of course he was also the bartender. Despite his lack of actually doing much at his own establishment, he was still working.

Sorta. Maybe not in the traditional sense.

White took another drink, the pure white alcohol sliding down like liquid fire. Yup... He liked work days. It was good to come in every evening with a positive attitude and a hell of a lot of vodka.

Just barely watching the door to the cafe, White was already reconsidering that cigarette.

Hmmm. Not quite that motivated yet.

[Ari Phoenix]

She had been shy lately, really shy, she hadn't really gone out since the trip. She didn't know if it was a dream or not, but she could have sworn that during an accidental freakout, that she had burned the forest down by transforming. This was strange on her though, when she went into the Cafe, as she had been going only to class and her room. She sighed when she saw it looked full, but she needed some tea to calm her nerves. She had to study that book for more information, if only to try to keep herself from changing more. She had been Meditating often, and trying to keep her emotions in check, but she had been failing greatly, it seemed.

She then sat down at the bar, with out even reallizing it, but she knew one thing when she saw the person running the Cafe and Bar. "Green Tea please" she spoke english, though it had a slight hint of her Japanese heritage in it. Her Blue Black hair hung down from her head, and her blue eyes looked exotic in her Japanese face. She was dressed in a simple long skirt and an over shirt to keep warm, but other than that, she wasn't wearing anything to catch any attention with. She just tried to keep her thoughts focused.

She noticed a slight smell in the air, it was strong, and unfamiliar, but it had a hint of alchohol in it. She just tried to ignore it, but couldn't very long. "How strong is that stuff?" she asked, glad that no one had really found out about her true gender, and how she had hidden it well. She hadn't even had a chance to have someone look at her ID for school, and was glad she didn't. Most people just assumed she was a girl, and that was fine with er.

She then noticed the guy the smell was coming from, he seemed, strange to her, she could tell, though she had to focus, that he wasn't human, but she couldn't tell what he was. She also knew that he was the one drinking what ever it was that was making her nauseous. She just held her breath a little, trying not to offend. She just knew that he looked older than her, and that she had no idea who he was or why she was sitting near him. She wondered just why he was drinking such strong stuff, and she also wanted to figure out how to keep herself from gagging. She knew that if she did so, she might drive him off, and as such, get in trouble.

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Nodding only slightly at the girl who had walked in, White took another of his vodka, then put his drinking schedule on pause to motion for a waitress to fill the girl's order. Probably best too. She didn't like the smell. Or his smell. Or much of anything, really.

Without words of any kind, the waitress went off into the kitchen to start a pot. White waited until she left before remembering the girl again.

"It'll be a minute," he said, plainly, picking his glass up for another sip. He thought a moment, then quickly threw his head back and downed the rest of the vodka, putting the glass away with a very simple, almost charming smile.

"Oh it'll kill a horse if you feed it enough," White said in a sedate, conversational way. "I'm sorry dear, didn't mean to make ya cringe. Russian stuff always burns about as much as it stinks, but I never really notice it."

Shrugging more to himself than he did her, White took a rain check on that cigarette. Why not... Didn't bother him much whether he had one or not, and the girly didn't seem to like strong odors. White had always been kinda dead to the smell of tobacco and alcohol. So used to it he barely even recognized the smell anymore.

While looking over his newest patron, he had easily picked out the Japanese accent. Hmmm. He knew the stuff, but he was damn rusty. Rusty in most every language he knew, but he could pretty much recognize 'em all.

No use for 'em here though. English was about what he was raised on, and English was easiest to use, though he wasn't articulate in any language, no matter how long he'd spoken it. Never really saw the point in being exact. He spoke. People understood. Nothing hard about that.

"Been here long?" he asked, referring to the country. She kinda sounded like she wasn't used to English. Still stiff and not so good with the pronunciation.

Well by the looks of it, there were a lot of Japs here. Probably wouldn't even feel homesick...

[Ari Phoenix]

She noticed that the Waitress was taking care of her order when the guy downed his drink, and then explained that it was russian in origin. She had a passive face on though as she listened to him, before speaking finally. "I have been here a while, I just haven't been speaking with people much...I might have caused a disaster..." she spoke, looking down and scared. She didn't like the thought, but if she had burned it down, and if this guy was like Kendryk and Le Cyll, he could tell what she was, and putting two and two together, would lead to him knowing that she probably burned down a forest a while back.

She looked at him, for a second, feeling shy in this area, only because she hadn't been around people much these days. "I-I'm clumsy, and I came here to try to fix that problem..." she explained, trying very hard to keep control of her emotions. She started focusing her mind by way of the excersized she was teaching herself. She knew that if she didn't, she might end up losing her skin again, and that was never fun when it came down to it. She realized she needed to learn something to make things easier on herself here. She really didn't want to reveal herself to be what she truly was, infront of humans if there were any normal ones.

She started wondering how to tell how many non Human, and how many humans were in the area. If she could tell that during her high emotions times, she could possibly figure out a way to leave it to where she only falls apart away from normal humans. She didn't know how to ask though. She wondered if the guy next to her, who was drinking poisons could tell her, but she didn't know how to ask with out possibly drawing attention. She wasn't all that bold ,and had she been in her true form, she would be rustling her feathers in both agitation and shyness. She just really was at a loss over all on how to address such a situation.

"Shikata ga nai, mada ne." she spoke, feeling slightly at a loss, it didn't really mean much, but it did mean that she couldn't figure out what to do in this situation. She was quiet though for the most part. She did know though that the guy was trying to be polite to her, so she spoke again. "Gomenasai Ojii-san, I ...am dealing with problems, you understand, ne?" she asked, hoping she didn't offend him.

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White's head lifted at the sound of the old, familiar language. Pushing his elbows up on the bar, he cradled his head in his hands as he tried to remember a bit of what he knew.

He'd been there pretty recently... Only about sixty years now, right? Forgot completely for what reason... Probably a war or something. It was interesting to travel during war. No one really payed much attention to you if something bigger was happening. Made the fact that you looked like White did in a place like Japan a lot easier, although nowadays he was pretty sure he could walk into any country he liked without much trouble.

People traveled a lot more now. They didn't really do it way back when, but hey, he had made some good deals, and a lot of times Europeans alone couldn't get the job done. Besides, Japan had some pretty damn good Sake...

"Watashi ni wa rikai*" White said, picking out the words he wanted as if from a list in his head and piecing them all together before speaking. Eh. Not half bad... His pronunciation was god awful though. Shrugging, he simply went back to English.

"Yeah, yeah. There are a lot of problems here. You'll do just fine, kid."

Seeing the waitress return with a pot of tea and a set for the girl, he straightened his posture so the set would fit on the long, narrow bar table. Fancying himself another drink, but not wanting to crack out more of the vodka, White instead switched over to something a bit more natural for a vampire to drink.

Taking a glass and filling it at one of the nozzles, he took a long gulp of the stuff and set it down without swirling the glass like he usually did. Unlike most good, aged drinks, blood didn't do too well aerated. It was a lot better before you got it from the source.

Then again, it was easier to pour and serve. White took another sip before slouching back down on the bar table.

"You say you caused a disaster?" Without anything in the way of curiosity, White could still make conversation as easily as he could walk. Just came with the job. Besides, it was kinda soothing to just sit and have a conversation - not that he payed any attention to the words. He was more going for the sound effects. Made great background noise to drink to. "Sounds like something fun. I'm guessing..." He took a quick look at her, then continued to stare out over the expanse of the cafe floor. "You probably burned something. Phoenix. And yeah, most people here can tell just by looking."

She didn't talk much. But White didn't need words to get meaning. He was very good at reading between the lines, and this girl had a lot more between 'em than in. He filled in the gaps without much trouble.

Oh, and being able to hear thoughts helped too...



*"I understand."

[Ari Phoenix]

She paused, did he say most people could tell? She took a quick sip of her tea, before looking back at him with both fear and wonder. "I can't even tell what you are...much less anyone else in the room..." she spoke quietly. She realized that he seemed to be a step ahead of her every time she spoke. "You've delt with kids like me before, ne? Are you a School councelor or similar?" she asked, feeling rather out of place suddenly. This was less and less balanced on her by the moment. This place was probably filled with mythicals, and yet she could only tell that he wasn't human, and that she herself/himself wasn't. The Phoenix just felt like she was being overwhelmed by things, and started focusing on clearing her mind and resting. She needed to keep from shedding/destroying her skin. She didn't want to cause a problem or burn down this part of the school/campus/shop.

She looked at the guy, unaware that he had gained a new drink. It was red, and didn't look all the good, so she didn't ask, unlike the last one, it didn't smell all that much, so she couldn't catch it's scent. She looked at it, questioningly, before sipping another small bit of her green tea. She needed to keep herself from offending people, for when people are offended, they inspired passionate and harmful emotions, and then with that, they caused her to react, and that caused her skin to peel off... and that was when fires start. She needed to keep that down. She looked around, and was glad no one was looking at her.

She just wanted to feel calm suddenly. She didn't like burning things, and so she spoke to him again, this time, a bit more strength behind it, the strenght of her calmed soul. "Please, help me gain control of my emotions...I don't want to burn things down anymore" she stated this as she bowed gently, against the bar so that she wouldn't make a scene. She didn't want to draw attention, and as such, she didn't.

She looked at him, and continued to beg with her eyes and face. She really did feel that she needed help on controlling herself. She felt that he might be able to help her, or tell her who she could see to get help with it, since he seemed to know so much more than she did. She only wished she could get to see Kendryek, he seemed to know enough to help her with this stuff, but she hadn't seen him since she pretty much locked herself between her classes, and her Dorm room. She just couldn't face anyone.

She really did hope the guy could help her.

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White nursed his glass, listening to the girl's thoughts more than her words. It was easier that way. Some people didn't know how to talk, and for those occasions it was much more simple to just know what they wanted to say. Made communication a lot simpler.

Still, he listened to the sound of her voice as if he were paying attention, nodding just slightly as he apathetically drained the glass then refilled it at the nozzle again. Didn't get you drunk, but he guessed actual nutrition was good every once in a while. Had to keep all them spooky powers hydrated.

Although, he really didn't notice if he didn't drink any for a while. Guess he was so dulled down from all the drinking it didn't make much of a difference?

When White tuned back into what the girl was saying, he only caught the last bit of it. Luckily, he had heard the first part and got a good idea of what she was asking him.

Hmmm. Him help her? Hadn't heard that in a while...

"You seem confused," he said, simply, taking another sip of his glass. "Let me explain."

Setting the glass on the table, White leaned low over the bartop, head lifelessly held up by one hand as he dipped the other into the thick, sickly fluid. Not too much. Just enough to get his first to color his first two fingers red. He then proceeded to rub the two together, demonstrating what it was to her.

"Blood. That's because we here are all vampires. The evil kind, if you're not sure."

He then stuck them in his mouth one at a time to clean them off, all with the same bored apathy that he had always been known for.

"Not a counselor either. Actually, I'm not supposed to be very friendly with you kids at all." He shrugged, as if in just explaining that rule he didn't care if he broke it or not. "And emotion? Never had a problem with that. Not too excitable myself, so I wouldn't even know howta help."

White took a final sip of the blood, setting the empty glass behind the bar... then, as if changing his mind, he continued to speak.

"But... since you asked, and since I'm not inclined to ignore a plea for information, I'll throw in my two cents. Pick yer friends carefully. This ain't much of a school anymore, but if you talk to the right people you'll get what you're looking for."

As terrible as the man sitting across from the Phoenix girl was, and as much as he would find it funny if he sent her off with something that could get her killed - or worse - he didn't make it a habit to laugh at anyone when they were down. Maybe sometimes... but not as a general rule. Didn't like it much. Something about it irked him.

Oh well. Wasn't much opposed to it either. Guess he really didn't care much if the girl went off to fulfill her dreams or die horribly. He just didn't think in those terms.

But for whatever reason, he was helping her about as much as he could now. Not much purpose, nor much sympathy, but he would do it regardless.

Besides, it wasn't like he was going to teach her himself how to do anything... Why bother when there are other people out there that can do it better and are not him? Everyone wins.

[Ari Phoenix]

Vampires... She was in a bar full of Vampires, in a Cafe that was part of the school's hang out spots. Of all the luck she had to be in a bar for the creatures of the knight who sucked blood, the Ketsuieki(Might be wrong on that). She didn't know why, but she had always thought that Vampires were scarier creatures, but right now, none of them went after the young phoenix, and that was what she was hoping for. She didn't want her blood sucked, and she also didn't want to get in trouble with the clan that she was amongst, she actually didn't know what Vampire clan she was amongst, but felt that they must be from the same clan, if only because they were not fighting, and all at peace. She also hoped not to disturb the pease. She had caused enough trouble over the Centaur forest alone.

The thought that he was able to pick up on her emotions or thoughts was starting to scare her, though, as she thought her thougths were her own. She had heard that some vampires could read, and some even stronger could not just read, but control and implant thoughts. That was the scariest thing for her, was that he could be manipulating her thoughts, and on top of that, he might know that she wasn't fully a female. She just started blushing deeply, realizing that if he could read her thoughts, that he had just seen that she had mentioned on the top of her mind that she was not a girl. She had revealed that she was a Shemale, and that was the most embarrasing thing to reveal. She hoped he couldn't read her facial expressions, or her mind. That would just make her seem like a little kid, and also very irrational, as her skin peeled a little bit from her cheeks revealing blue firey feathers underneath.

She tried to hide her cheeks. "U-Um, Gomenasai, P-p-p-please tell me you can't read my thoughts." she pleaded. She was shivering from concern, but if he could, then it was possible, that the young phoenix's mind had just revealed a lot about her to everyone in the room. She was really starting to show that she wasn't able to hold herself together. She was starting to lose control, and started focusing on trying to calm herself, and try to figure out some way to hide the peeled off skin from her cheeks. She had came close to hyperventilating just from her own thoughts, and that was proving just how easy it was for her to lsoe control.

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He just smiled at her, kindly - in that old, grandfatherly way of his. Not that he was happy, but she looked like she could use the smile. Did seem to be a flighty thing. All concerned with stuff. Really had to learn to let things go - she'd probably live longer. Stress was a killer.

"I can," he said, without much interest. "And I have. Don't talk much, so it's easier that way."

Playing with the glass just behind the bar counter, White didn't make much effort to explain himself. Not like he needed to say what he heard - and he did hear a lot. She had a pretty wide and loud range of thoughts, so it wasn't hard to pick them up. Although he usually held the same policy with thoughts as he did with voices.

Just pleasant noise. He got the basic information from them; didn't really listen.

When he saw her start to lose some skin for a few feathers, White blinked, then retained his usual disinterested state.

"You know," he said, thinking back to the vodka fondly, "Some calm would do ya well. Do you drink at all?"

Once again motioning for the waitress, White didn't need to explain what he wanted as she walked off into the kitchen. She returned with a warm bottle of sake and two drinking cups.

"One thing I liked about Japan," White said, pouring himself a cup, "they've got warm booze. Pretty good stuff too."

Vodka stank, but generally sake wasn't as bad. Sure it was all alcoholic, so it all kinda had a smell. And yet... he never seemed to mind. He raised his glass in a cheers, then quickly gulped it down like a shot.

Hmm. Pretty good.

[Ari Phoenix]

He was smiling, and if she hadn't looked away, she would have swore she saw teeth. She was surprised, but beyond that, she was scared. If she wasn't immortal, she would probably have lost a couple years from her life, just from her trying to avoid freaking herself out more. This was becoming a lot more confusing for the young phoenix.

Wait, did he just admit that he had read her mind, and beyond that, he also pointed out that he could have manipulated her thoughts! She started to panick more, as she tried to avoid losing more of her skin. She just watched him, though not looking into his face, as she wasn't certain she was ready to see fangs or anything else, no, she just wanted to calm down, and so she tried to do a chant in her head. It started to work for a few seconds, if only to keep her skin from pealing off more .

He hadn't explained much, so her confusion had been something even the japanese shemale could have predicted to happen. She just continued to chant in her head for a moment, as she reflected on what she had learned of this place, her eyes, having replaced their humanoid eyes with that of the Phoenix, in a Sapphire Blue color, that filled out her entire eyes.

When he asked if she drinked, she didn't bother to answer, instead she just thought about how she had never drank in her life, and if it would calm her, she would do it. She wanted to calm down more, but didn't know how to on her own. Not with out a lot of time to get things out of her system. She was hoping that if this meant she was to be drinking, she would do it. She just didn't know what kind of Drunk she was, and wasn't certain if drinking was a good thing, only because Fire and Alchohol usually meant blazes and explosions.

She looked at the cups, like a mixture of Tea cup, and a bowl. She had seen these back in her home, behind a glass, and usually only gotten out for the Adults during special occassions. She wondered just what it was like to drink, as she was always sent to bed, or to study, while they had been drinking outside. This was to be her first time actually being served it, or being around Sake itself. She didn't know what she was getting into, but she knew that this could be a good situation, as she held the Sake cup, and served herself, and him some, tea ceremony style.

"Maybe this will calm my nerves...to my first drink" she spoke, quietly, and trying to sooth herself, she took a moment, and smelled the slight tinge of Alchohol, as well as the smell of the fermented rice fluids, swirled it for a second, careful not to spill any of it. She then met his Cheers.

The fluid was warm, with a slightly smooth bite to it. It went down her tongue and into her throat and down into her belly quickly. That was only the first sip, but after the first sip, she wanted another, and so took another sip, this time getting more of it. As she drank more from the cup, her cheeks, or what was remaining of them, became rosey red. Her body felt warmer, and she felt a little less weighed down. She qucickly fixed her cheeks with a little bit of fire, before drinking dowm more, and looking over at the Vampire.

"Ojii-sama, Sake no genki desu!<3" she spoke, talking about how Sake made her happy, as well as calling him old man. Her voice was slightly higher, and sounded young, cuter even. She was swaying in her seat. "Sumimasen, watashi no atsui. Daijobu, Aori-chan kire Desu!" She spoke. (Excuse me, I am hot, don't worry, Aori-chan will strip!)

She then started removing her top, as she got up, swaying her hips, and preparing to play around, as she looked at the vampires, and moved her hair out of the way of her neck for a better view. "Omaesan wa Aori gasukidesu? She asked loudly, essentially asking the whole bar if they liked her, while she played around with her simple top more. It was the top of a robe, so it had slipped a little, to give people an eye full of cleavage, but not much, as she wasn't all that big. Her eyes were, more or less unable to be discerned, but they were apparently even more glazed. She stopped for a second, as she drank more. She was just getting started.

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Kids these days... White took another shot of sake languidly, shaking his head either at the taste or at the drunk chick in front of him. Hard to tell which. Regardless though, patrons and villagers alike were starting to stare at the show. And the funny thing about Crane's kids, you never could tell if they were gonna turn on one another like animals or buck up and do the right thing. As for his kids, he knew what they were gonna do, and he decided not to get in any more trouble than he already was with Crane.

Funny as it would be to watch that unfold.

Pouring himself another cup, White then set the bottle of sake behind the counter with him, hand resting over the narrow neck and mouth as he leaned slightly on it, taking a small sip. Then, after he was finished, he twirled the small cup of rice wine around some, smiling slightly again in that simple, old way.

"Alright, I'd say yer calm enough now."

Mustering up a small amount of effort, White leaned over the bar and grabbed her, dragging her back down into her seat and turning her towards him like everyone else was supposed to sit before reaching for the china bottle once more and pouring himself another round. Downing this in one swig, the then set the tiny cup back on the tea set, empty.

"But on the up side, at least you aren't shy anymore."

With this he laughed to himself, eyes traveling down slowly to notice the wardrobe malfunction.

"You kinda have to fix your..." he started, then, with a second thought and a shrug, he didn't bother. Lingering a few seconds before looking back up at her face, he just leaned out over the bar, propping his head up with an arm, and chuckled a little more.

"...nevermind."

[cassiel]

Cassiel walked down the streets of Colleger Town un-hindered by the odd looks people gave him, his white robes were comfortable even if they were slightly big. His light brown hand woven sandels made little sound as he walked along the concrete down the sidewalk, his eyes moved over everything looking for anything out of place. He walked for a little while taking in the scenery around him, noting every hiding place and alleyway. Few people walked about but from what he could decern from their looks they all seemed to be vampires or other creatures, he scowled in knowing that the town was full of the stains known as night walkers. His figure passed a bar window, his eyes took note of a girl at a bar and a figure he had met once before, as he was just about to pass the door he turned quickly and entered. He stopped as he stood infront of the closed door, his head turned slowly as he looked over the people in the bar. Their eyes seemed to know what he was as soon as he made contact with them, one person in particular was sitting talking to the vampire named White. He scowled as he looked over them both knowing what White was doing, he walked over to them both speaking blatantly to White as they sat on a seat inside of the bar.

"Still trying to feed on the innocent are we blood sucker?" His voice was flat and untuned, he would let no malice toward the creature fall from him lips. He took one look at the figure he was with and knew strait away how inept she was at seeing the danger she was in, his eyes went back to White and he smiled.
The facial expression was unusal on his face and he knew that it held a hidden amount of danger in it himself, he spoke again

"Well today is not your lucky day then." His hand came up and with a flick swept the bottle of liquor on the table off and smashing to he floor, his hand went over to the girl as his forefinger and middle finger touched the center of her head and put her to sleep instantly. His arm went around her waist as he hefted her up easily over his shoulder, with another flick of his hand he sent the broken bottle peices shooting in White's direction before saying

"Watch your choices leech, i'll be watching what you do." With that Cassiel vanished spreading the cloak he used to hide his wings around himself and the girl before sailing out of the bar and into the street, he used a great amound of speed when he reached the edge of the town. He faced the road leading to the academy and uncloaked himself and the girl before setting her on her feet and touching her forehead once more waking her up. He spoke quickly to her

"Dont trust vampires, especially that one." before re-cloaking himself and starting his flight back to the school and away from the city of vampires.

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White was still trying to figure out what exactly he'd do with his girl. Not like he'd had much trouble with drunks before. He owned a bar. Kinda had some experience with this ****. Anyways, he was leaning towards sitting her here and watching her for a bit when something big and nasty walked in. Not much of a surprise either. He got some bad vibes from some of his kids. So he didn't move from his comfy, slouched over position when Cassiel stormed up to him and made one of his nice, friendly remarks.

"**** man, lighten up," White growled lethargically. "I'm not some damn jonesing crackhead."

Oh well, he kinda did feel like some- Eh... forget it.

Whatever Cassy said next was kinda blotted out by the fact that he snatched the sake from underneath him and chucked it on the floor. White straightened up from his happily slouched position, confused. Between some pious crap and blunt threats, those china shards from the sake bottle started to levitate. White, familiar with this kind of supernatural sign of danger, ducked. Glass shattered above him.

Hmm. Still good at ducking out of fights after all these years. who wouldda guessed?

Shaking his head to get some of that glass out of his hair, White dragged himself back up on the bar counter. Once he was satisfied that enough of those sharp splinters were out, he just rapped his fingers against the table, staring at the door where he was pretty sure Cassiel the angel had swooped in, been a goddamn hero, then swooped out again with a girl in his arms. All with a lot of breaking **** and some good monologue, of course.

Maybe some people might be ****ed at this. You know, it really was a downer when someone screwed up your plan when you were doing the wrong thing. It was even more of a drag when someone screwed with you when ya weren't even doing anything...

White? There was only one thing he really ever did when unexpected **** like this happened.

"... **** it, I need a drink."

Glaring at a few of the startled vampires as he got out some more of that vodka, he quickly got the mess cleaned up and the angels' little freak out off of everyone's mind and into their memories - leaving only a fun story to tell next time the conversation slowed.

"Hmmm," White hummed to himself, taking a sip of the clear, burning liquor and watching disinterestedly as the glass was swept up. "White winged bastard..."

[Ari Phoenix]

It seemed like today was just getting stranger, as she had finally loosened up, and wasn't on the fringe of bursting out of her skin into phoenix form. Her eyes had remained the way they were in her true form though, as they were cute. She had a fairy like look with her eyes like that, and her body being the human body she looked like when she wasn't in her true form. The vampire had quickly got her to sit down again, and that was what was mattering right now, as a lot of Vampires were looking at her collar. She hadn't even cared that the top had slipped a little as she had been infront of the crowd, but right now she was sitting, and getting ready to talk to the old Vampire guy.

"Hai" she replied to him saying she wasn't so shy right now, nor was she all that tense, no, she was nice and relaxed, and ready to go do things, if only little things that might make her able to see herself as something other than a freak, or some sort of cluts, or some sort of strange foreigner who couldn't control her powers, no, she was just some relaxed, Psuedo female.

Suddenly the door open, and some strange man came walking in, before suddenly things went blank for her. She didn't know what had happened, but she had heard a couple things before she went blank, but that was things she didn't discern. She did know that she felt warm all through her slight nap.

Next thing she knew, she was on her feet, outside the Bar/Cafe, and looking at the stranger who entered. Her face was still flushed from the Sake, but she just looked at him, her Pure sapphire blue eyes, not human at all, but more akin to a fairy or an Alien, looked at him. "Who are you?" she asked, her speach slightly slurred. She didn't look all that tough, but she seemed tipsy enough. "Where is White-Ojii? he was teaching Aori-chan how to not be so scared, shy and stressed..." she spoke, her voice going whiny like a little girl who was lost with out her grand parents or something. That wasn't likely, but she had been trying to learn how not to be so tense.

"What do you mean don't trust White-Ojii? He seemed to be keeping me safe from the other Ketsueki clan members, plus..." she started looking seductive for a second "I can take care of myself, I am an Immortal Phoenix, my flames burn so hot I can turn the whole place to Ash" he voice was shifting from tough and trying to sound confident, to light and small and curious. She just swayed there for a few minutes, wondering if anything would be said, or if the guy would just continue his flight.

She could only think that he needed some Sake himself, if only because he seemed to stressed out, and not loose enough. Maybe he would join her and White in drinking, and that would mean she wouldn't be drinking alone. She liked that thought, as her face, red and flushed from the booze, seemed to be thinking about going back for more.

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It was odd, that he'd bee seen ehre after what happened. With Mel, of course. Such a sweet little baby shouldn't have to be subjected to this town and it's.... inhabitants. Evil though they were, they were also dangerous to her. And Coyle couldn't always bash in skulls enough to truly ensure Mel was safe.

So he roamed about, keeping Mel out of Colleger and making it clear that his presence was known. His presence feared...

It might actually be worth having White try something, if only to thwart his efforts and get some alone time with the guy... Hehehe. Had a few pet peeves that Coyle could play with. Homophone for one. That's why the lovely pink tight shirt. He just had to rub it in... and he would too. Daily, he patrolled with something equally provocative, and daily he put on a smile as he passed the cafe.

And today he noticed a girl standing stupidly outside. Looks like something had just happened. Well, might as we ll offer his services.

"Well hello there..." the silvery voice was as it may sound to a vampire - silvery. It had such a beautiful, pleasant quality to it but for some reason it burned to listen to. "What are you doing here?"