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At the moment that was even less appealing than dying. She never thought that would be the case, but it was now. Slowly so not to fall if her legs weren't on the same page she stood up, taking a breath and bracing herself before turning and opening the door all the way, trying to keep her eyes off of the damage but still catching some of it in her peripheral vision. Some of those people she had known growing up, and it made her ache that many were just merchants who didn't expect this when they set up their stands that morning. "Still need those clothes you wanted me to get you?"

The nudge made her brace her feet against the ground even though it was light, shaking her head slowly after a moment and meeting his gaze. "Not really. Only a few of these people were good. The rest..." She let the sentence hang as she went to her brother's room, finding a black shirt and pants, as well as boots and a leather jacket, looking around the room and wondering if she should bring anything else out aside from the belt she grabbed.

Once in the village, Kirai snuck into a house, taking and old cloak, and wrapping it around herself, walked down the empty streets. It was getting near night time, earlier, it was just dark enough for her skin not to burn terribly as she made her way away from Avarice. Now, all that was left of the sun was a gentle yellow and red orange glow from behind the village houses. Walking by a gas lamp, Kirai noticed some drunks down the ally from there. The hood of the cloak falling down, the drunks took notice of her, and started hooting and hollaring, making cat calls and waving bottles of rum in the air. Silently stareing at them as they continued to yell at her, her expression not changing, Kirai thought to herself, Hmmm... there are five of them. Plenty enough. Moving away from the light of the gas latern into the dark ally, Kirai's figure cast over the men as they sat on old wooden boxes. Within moments, a few desparate screams from the men were heard, and then, silence. A man from an apartment above opened his window, and looking down, yelled into the darkness for the drunks to be silent. Kirai did not even bother looking up at him, but throught to herself, as she bit into the neck of the second victim, Do not worry.... they will be silent from now on. Finishing, Kirai put the cloak back over her head, and piling the bodies up, walked back into the light of the latern. Blush had restored to her cheeks, a certain radiance to her skin, and a single drop of blood dripped down from her lips. Walking down the street, back into the darkness, Kirai silently made her way back to the RCS building.

Moya woke up a few hours later. It took her a long while before she realized that the ground wasn't the same, it was softer. She quickly sat up and only saw a wall before jumping off the bed and trying to find a way out. "Let me out, please!" She looked at the wolf and then backed herself into a corner. "I don't want to be here!" She folded in on herself and when that happened she pretty shrank and some of her clothing slipped, showing her scars on her side and some of her chest.

Moya peaked around her arm and looked at at Nik. "If I trust you, please don't hurt me." She slowly stood up and shakily walked up to him. "Help me turn on the tub?" She was scared, very scared but if he was so nice as a wolf, why not try his human side?

She nodded and turned around a little, so he could get the rest of the twigs. "What is that smell that is coming out of the strange foam things?" She really did try to relax, but even with trying she was still tense, ready to run somewhere if she had to."

Moya nodded and went into the bathroom. She reached her hand into the water and found it was warm. She had never had a warm bath before. She put the towel and brush on the counter and took off her dress. She looked at it a moment and found what she hoped was the trashcan, which she was and then slowly slid down into the water.

Everything in her relaxed now. The warmth was new and she loved it. She looked around and found a bar of soap. She remembered what this was used for. She washed off the two years of dirt that was on her, and remembered that her parents used to make her use something else for her hair that was in a bottle. She found the shampoo, granted it took her a while but she found it. She washed up well, almost having her skin glow before she was done. After she was though she stayed in the warm water, not really wanting to get out.

Moya sighed to herself and got out of the warm water. She wrapped herself in the towel and grabbed the brush. She sat down on the edge of the bed for a bit, getting the brush through all the knots that were in her hair. While her white hair dried, it curled slightly at the ends. She went into the closet and found what Nik was talking about. She put the pants on but didn't like the feel of them, so she gently put them aside and looked at all the shirts that were in there. She finally found a plain light blue one that went past her knees and with her small frame, that wasn't hard to do. She walked down the stairs quietly, searching for Nik but found the food first. She saw two plates, and didn't know which one was hers. She stood in the kitchen, afraid to really wonder anywhere else. "Nik?"