Kai didn't look like much did she? Skinny, almost skeletal, alabaster skin, deep eyes with an almost always far away look, and a bulky trench coat. Not much of that pale skin was shown either, just some of her legs, her neck and collarbone, and her face. The gunslinger picked up the glass of sake, and took the clay jar that held the rest of it, eyes darting to the booth Stykes motioned to before glancing over to the grinning Nekojin.
"That's what I said! Grumpy ol' bird..." Yuni stuck her tongue out at Kai, elbows leaning on the bar counter with her tail wagging. Her ears picked up Mohan's and Saria's voices from up the stairs, though her hearing wasn't acute enough to bend corners and climb steps.
"
You are loud enough, child..." Kai responded, ghosting over to the booth to slid into the seat and set her drink down. She would assume Stykes would get his own drink, but she had gotten the sake jar just in case. "
No need to be so formal, Stykes. Or wary. I need not be reminded what I am. And I will behave."
The violet haired woman took a sip of her drink, and waited patiently.
(( -flops about all sore and noodely- ))