"... 'nd exactly why won't ya tell me?" Yuni's eyebrow twitched with irritation, leaning over the counter with both hands gripping the edge of it.
Mimic's smile resumed, now with a very amused quality about it. Just to irk the kittenteen further, he spoke in a light sing-song voice. "If you join my circus, I'll tell you~"
A small yowl rumbled in Yuni's throat and she threw a hand out to grab the fae by the collar of his coat, yanking him upwards even though he was a great deal taller than herself. The teen's shadow was flickering with malice, ready to spout those oddly inkish flames of hers in a heartbeat.
"How 'bout ya tell me 'nd I dun char ya bones as badly as I wanna?"
"Oooo... gettin' mad?" For a moment, Mimic had copied Yuni's voice to perfection, strange accent and all.
Yuni threw her other fist at his face, but it was caught to pull her off balance over the counter. Mimic grabbed the messy slate hair at the back of her head and used his advantage to throw the Nekojin over the counter and onto the bar floor. She recovered quickly, springing back up to assume a modified boxing stance. Mimic was swift enough to dodge or block many of her jabs and kicks.
"Why don't you use those incredible powers of yours, hm?!" Mimic taunted, laughing since he knew those powers made up most of Yuni's fighting style.
And Yuni knew he was just trying to bait her. If he sees a trick happen, he'd be able to copy it and use it against her. If she did use her matter manipulation, it would be behind her back where his eyes couldn't trace. She produced a curved dagger, and that was where Mimic started getting nervous. Trying to avoid the sharp blade, he missed how she created the blades attached to her feet. He flipped a table at her which Yuni barely managed to get out of the way, though she took a hefty chair to the upper body and fell to the floor. She lost her dagger, the blade skittering across the hardwood.
"What in the realms is happening here?!" Kira's voice range harshly like an angered mother, entering from the foyer with pigeon blood eyes wide.
Yuni looked up from under the broken chair, surprised and relieved and confused. "Wait, ya nuh bein' held captive or--"
In her distracted, she forgot about Mimic just before he kicked her in the back of the head. Kira sprung into action as best she could, summoning vines to grow from the tree itself to ensnare Mimic. The fae struggled, legs kicking until those too were wrapped with vines. Steel grey eyes met ruby red, and Kira waggled a finger at him.
"Do not come into someone's home and bring violence, young man. Understand?" Kira said sternly, slamming the man into the floor to emphasize the 'Understand?'.
Maybe a little too hard... The man was instantly limp, though not dead. Great. Two KO'd in the bar... Kira sighed, a hand rubbing the small bump of her belly. It seemed she was a little more prone to violence for now...