Kiyoshi Takeda
Enter the Nightmare Kitsune...
Telekentics are the power of mind over matter, and this was what was allowing the Nightmare Kitsune to slowly drift from the clouds. He was a dark spec against the expance, and his dark cape was whipping in the air behind him. His slik shades kept sensative steel blue eyes with crimson pupils hidden.
Why he, a being of vampiric nature, was drifting down towards an establishment that reeked of lycanthrobes? No one could ever guees, except that maybe was bored. Kiyoshi Takeda slowly came down to rest before the Bar doors.
His hands brushed down his dark tux, and slowly he opened the door with his mind. Kiyoshi did not need to bother with such things as doorknobs, and slowly entered. His hands rested over the hilts of two blades, a katana and wakazashi at each side of his hips.
"Well...Well..." Kiyoshi laughed as his ebony black fox ears gave a twitch, "How are my canine cousins today?"
Argonon looked over at the man how entered his den, His ruby red eyes flashing in the light.
"I am well, welcome to my humble domaine.
He raspy voice shot forth from his mouth an cut the air like a knife.