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Nakura watched as the lycan tore the demon apart. Even though he was unleashing amazing power, Nakura couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry for him.
Is he even aware of his actions in this state?
Nakura didn't know, but he did know that when the lycan was done with the hellspawn, he may turn on him, and for this reason he took his sniper rifle off his back and loaded it with a single silver bullet.
I dont want to have to use this...

((WTF? I was like 50 feet away! Whatever...))

Nakura was amazed as the lycan leapt like 50 feet and swung at his face with its bloody claw.
He reached for the hilt of his sword, found it, and activated the telescoping blade. It shot out, and Nakura was able to deflect the beast's hand, sparks flying as metal met claw.

Nakura saw the claw approaching from his left, but he knew that even a lycan can't hold onto his blade if he's moving fast enough. Nakura jumped up and pushed off the lycans chest with both of his feet, flying through the air backwards with amazing power, the blade coming out of the lycan's hand in bloody slide.

Nakura collapsed his sword and put it on his belt. He picked up his rifle once more, and trained it on Kichiro's head.
"What the hell was that?"

Kichiro looked up at Nakura
Now you know my secret, I cannot control my own lycan form *sigh* I joined the army but we were attaked by vampires...I turned and killed everything, including my platoon. That was what it was.
stands up
Well, I've spent as much of the day as I can...leave me, I just want to go home.

Looking around at the stares she smiled, glad she wasnt the one being stared at for once, and remembering faces incase she got hungery later. When the waiter returned to them, she had to pull his attention way from Eins ears to ask for her drink of choice and to place her order of food. A nice steak, as rare as possible, alnog with some other good things like fires and salad and what not. Closing the menu she held it up to him and waited for Ein to order before shooing the guy away to get their food.
"Anyway."
She started, getting stuck on what to think about.
"Um...So, anything special you care to ramble about. Like, life story?"
She asked, knowing she had rambled about her two exiles and life story in the park, though if he was listening was a different story.

Ein gave the waiter his order. Although, while he was in the middle of ordering, he noticed the waiter wasn't paying attention, but was, rather, staring at his ears. Ein snapped a few times in front of the man's face and he snapped back to attention, taking Ein's order for a medium-well angus steak. He ushered the waiter away, and got on with answering Zzeill's question.
"If you want my life story, then it's a good thing we just sat down..."
As they waited for their food, Ein told Zzeill the whole story of how he was an orphan, and how he was abducted at the age of twelve. He spoke with pain about the horrible experiments he had gone through and how tenuous, although incredible, his sight is. He recounted his attacks by at least one of each of the creatures of the night, and how he had come to harbor an equal hate for all of them, with the special exception of Zzeill and Finn. Vampires, Lycans, Demons, even Humans, he disliked all of them. That explained why he was usually alone and why he usually hunted alone. And it also clarified why he was so thankful to finally to have a close friend.