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"I..." Mitsu hesitated again as they continued to walk having a hard time explaining what it meant to lose control. She was at least reassured that she wasn't expected to say something so mean.

"I'm not sure what happened." Mitsu tried again, though she still didn't exactly know what she wanted to say. "I just got...so angry. At the time it felt like...something in my mind was trying to take over." Mitsu pressed a hand to her head as she thought, it was almost hard to remember what happened next. "I was barely aware of what happened. I just knew that...I lashed out. The same thing happened that time in the canyon when I attacked the hunter." Her brows furrowed a bit as she almost recalled that she had enjoyed it at once point. That wasn't her though, surely she was imagining that.

Mitsu nodded with a deep sense of understanding. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt one of her friends. She felt bad enough for what she had done to Hel even if the ghoul had provoked her. It was just so hard to think, Mitsu could only remember being mad and then everything went red. Her thought process had come to a stand still and it was like she was in limbo witnessing her body doing things she wouldn't normally do.

"It's...a very foreign feeling. Like I'm watching what's happening through a tv but I can't do anything about it." Maybe the training would help with that too. Help her learn to control this anger she didn't know she had. "I don't really want to be that way." Mitsu said softly, her ears falling back. Was there a way to prevent it from happening?

Mitsu nodded slightly hoping something could be done. The reaper seemed to have the same idea though thinking training might help.

"I..I really don't have anything in mind," Mitsu said looking around. "What store are we going to for your jacket?" Was it something they picked up at just any store or were their specialty stores for that sort of thing?

Mitsu didn't shop a lot, it wasn't something she could afford to do. She had taken Mot's advice for a lot of the things in her room and raided trash day. He had been right, people threw out lots of perfectly good things which was why her room was well on its way to being decorated. Some just needed a little cleaning maybe a little painting but were otherwise in perfect condition.

Peeking into the store Shun paused at Mitsu looked around not really spotting jackets like the one Shun had. Just regular coats, jackets, shirts, and jeans. It seemed this wasn't the place.

"Okay," Mitsu nodded as Shun turned to leave looking ahead as something interesting caught her eye down the street. "What's that?" What she seemed to be pointing at a few blocks away was a custom motorcycle mounted outside a shop. Whether it was decoration or foretold what was inside had yet to be determined. The bike in question mostly looked like a skeletal horse that had been modified with wheels.

"A bike shop?" Mitsu asked tilting her head slightly. Following behind the reaper Mitsu kept her focus on the bike as it came into view a little better.

She wasn't very familiar with transportation since she didn't drive. Walking was her means of getting around though Suto had her picked up from time to time in a car. Curiously she peeked in through the window when they were close enough spotting the random assortment of bikes displayed on one side while on the other there were parts, helmets, and of course an assortment of leather and regular padded riding jackets.

"Ooo, what about those?" The lycan asked pointing in through the window.

Following Shun inside Mitsu made her way over to the jackets as well. While Shun busied himself trying to seek out the right jacket Mitsu entertained herself by looking through the various sizes. She knew there were some big creatures in Halloween.....but some of these jackets.

Pulling one off the hanger to look at Mitsu couldn't help but put it on. It was at least ten sizes too big, the bottom of it reaching passed her knees and the sleeves were so long her arms were lost in them. It made a memory flood back to her from a time when she was little. Very small actually because she could almost remember her parent's faces.

Her father had been a tall and broad lycan and she remembered his jackets were very much like a large blanket that covered her bed. It made her eyes soften at the memory, something she hadn't thought about in years.

"Oh, look this one is really tiny." Mitsu suddenly became distracted as she took hold of another jacket that looked like it would fit a small gnome. Her hands were still very much lost in the sleeves of the jacket she still wore, much like Charlie wore his clothes.

"Oh?" Looking up for a moment to see what Shun found Mitsu put the little jacket away before wiggling out of the large one and hanging it back up. Once it was back in its proper place the lycan made her way over to the reaper to see what he had found.

"Do you think its as good as your last one?" She asked curiously.

Mitsu looked over the jacket as well as Shun thought it over and then finally the reaper tried it on. Smiling Mitsu nodded. "I think it suits you. It looks good on you." It wasn't like his old jacket but it seemed to suit the reaper all the same and it fit him well.

"Are leather jackets usually expensive?" Mitsu asked looking to see if she could spot a tag. Her head tilted toward the counter off to the side where a large undead sat polishing a helmet to a bright gleam. No doubt he didn't have to be concerned too much with his own head but maybe it was more of a fashion?