Welcome to Gaia! ::

Standing up Myyth wondered briefly about his lack of reaction......he hated it when she fed. This was good thing......he needed to get used to what she was. And before the wedding, preferably.

"I'll meet you back at the junkyard in" She checks her watch, which was amazingly, still working, "..half an hour?"

Something wasn't right about this.........Myyth shrugged and headed toward the city. She'd feed first and see what was up with him later. Besides what could he do in half an hour?

((jumping to the city)

Saito Haruko had found himself a new thicket. It was hundreds of miles away from home and he missed the smell of the bamboo, but it was good enough for now. He needed adversaries. In a clearing in a small area of trees, Haruko practices with his sword. Slowly moving from stance to stance, using upwards and downwards cresent slashes. He keeps his back strait and his legs in position all the time. To a casual observer it's nothing special, but another swordsman would be able to see that his form was perfect. Suddenly he begins to move faster, swinging his sword more ferociously and moving around, as if to some rythem no one else can hear. Through this, which appears to be an advanced Kata, sometimes he suddenly slashes the air with tremendous spead, and releases a Kai-ai!, and the rapidity of the slash transerfs his ki into the air in the form of a shockwave. The shockwaves shake the trees and part the grass around him.

Haruko sheathes his katana, though he draws the blade along his obi first. It looks to most like just a flashy way to sheath it, but it was a Eiaido move designed to protect the surface of the blade. "Gomen." the man says to the other demon, and gives a small bow. He walks over to some underbrush and pulls from it a very low table, on top of which is a pot of hot sake and two japanese-style cups. "will you join me?" he says, before carefully laying the table down and sitting cross legged at one side of it. "Sake. Imported of course. Good quality, but poorly prepared I am afraid."

::koriko walks into central park, cigarette in his mouth as usual. he's walking with his hands in his pockets and at a slow pace. he bored..::

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"No thank you." Neko said, waving a hand at him. "I'm sorry if calling me Neko makes you uncomfortable, it's just that it's easier to say then Catrina and it's what most people here call me. You can call me Catrina though, if you want, Saito-san." She made sure to pronounce his name correctly. He seemed one who was a stickler for manners and proper pronunciation.