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Quickly following Hitsu into the building, Riyo's eyes started to wander in all directions. She took a wiff of the air and very soon realized it hadn't been a good idea. Different kinds of smoke from tobacco products filled the air. She almost choked. What... Was this place. "Nyuuuuuuuuuuuuu...." She groaned as she covered her sensitive nose.

As Hitsu looked back at her, she blinked. "F-fish?" She questioned, not exactly comprehending at first. She thought. Fish. Fish... Fish.. The image appeared in her mind as if it was a memory long forgotten. OH! That was what fish was! She licked her lips at the thought. She did indeed like fish... Though catching them was always such a difficult task. She could outrun a land creature... But fish had the advantage underwater. She had maybe caught 10 in her time of living in the forest. "Nyu!" She said with a big nod.

Kyo had just finished his cigarette when he arrived at the front of the Inn. He flicked the butt into a direction least likely to hit anyone. His shoulder had begun to ache because of the weight of his sword, when he remembered 'Rei Ichi'.

'Rei Ichi' was a kind of animal pack mule Kyo had created. Making it really wasn't a spell, even though he knew plenty of summoning spells. Rei Ichi was made by concentrating magicka into a form and giving it a pre-programmed routine that resembled a vague kind of sentience where Kyo's word was law. He concentrated, and began to focus his magicka into a vague shape. He ran the runes through his mind for form, and charged them with a modest bit of his power.

A spot in front of him wavered. Without any fanfare, not even a puff of smoke, A shimmering blue wolf appeared. It had blank white eyes that seemed to stare into eternity, and was about the size of a man. From his pocket, Kyo produced a stone that contained all of Rei Ichi's programming and placed it onto the center of the wolf's forehead. Kyo had taken to refining the command lines that he put into the stone when he got bored. The stone displayed the simple markings '0 1', or Rei Ichi.

Kyo placed his sword on Rei's back, which sprouted three small tenticals that wrapped around the blade. "Follow me, Ichi." Kyo beckoned, to which the wolf yipped in response.

Entering the Inn with Rei at his heels, Kyo immediately spotted the three young ladies he had promised a meal. "KYO!" Daelik yelled, nearly causing Kyo to jump out of his skin. "I've got a new cook! You should see her. She's got huge..." Daelik moved his hands to his chest to gesticulate, until he realized that the three young ladies that he had been ogling were Kyo's guests. "...Tracts of land."

"Yeah, I just bet she does." Kyo replied with a grin. "How about we just take that table over there?" He finished, pointing to an empty table in the corner.

"Go right on ahead, I'll be by to get your drink order shortly." Daelik said.

“Well,” Neko seemed rather calm despite the images he just saw. “That really puts a damper on my evening.” Standing to his feet he gave his lady friends a short smile before disappearing as well. Weaving through the crowd, Neko sprinted upstairs behind Skye, keeping close to see if he could aid in helping his friend. Or at least what might be left of his friend.

Eyes squinted slightly against the new light, Yuki's attention instantly drawn to the flame as it rose. So, he was coming from above? Using little more than gravity to his advantage, Yuki leaned to one side sharply as he lowered himself closer to the floor in an attempt to bring himself out of reach. One arm raised above his head, to shield himself if not just barely should he not move out of the way in time. Free hand drew back into a fist, and as the feigned punch drew close enough he'd try to both avoid his opponent's fist and land a punch of his own.

However, this plan was quickly foiled. Barely two seconds after he'd moved to dodge he heard the loud crack of splintering wood, followed by a painful blow to his lower legs. It was like someone had just swung a club at him, and in essence, that wasn't far from the truth. Yuki cried out in discomfort and shock as both legs were roughly jerked out from under him, and even before he hit the floor the table that had lost it's front legs due to the more damaging end of Hanse's tail came crashing down on him. Bad enough? He landed on top of the remains of the oil lamp. A second cry quickly followed his first, as his skin was scraped and pierced by glass and metal, with the lovely addition of the oil to give an extra kick to the pain.

"s**t!" He barked, only able to spare a seconds' fruitless glance toward his pinned legs, and back up to the 'fist' of blue flame. It was coming toward him now, and quickly. Gritting teeth and groaning against his pain, he quickly tugged one leg free of the debris, and used it to brace himself against the obstacle to pull the other free. With aid of rushing adrenaline he wouldn't feel the full effects of his injuries until later, and once he was able to he lunged out of the way. Yuki aimed to land on the opposite side of the room that Hanse would land in. As he dodged, he felt the heat of the fireball barely miss his shoulder blade and go blasting against the wall behind him. That would have missed me by a mile... Yuki thought to himself, and then it hit him. It had been a bluff, and the guy wasn't really there. No sooner had the this crossed his mind, he drew both hands in front of him. If he was about to meet his opponent directly, he was going to do his damnedest to draw blood, one way or another.

Before Yuki could get barely a foot, something came down upon one of his shoulders. He stumbled, and brought both arms up to pry it off as he quickly discovered that it was alive and quickly binding him.

He tried to back away from the stranger's grasp, actually willing to risk the flames behind him before this. A constricted chest was worrisome enough but it had him by the throat as well, and Yuki clawed frantically at the tail, hoping to puncture between scales and cause the beast to release him. It was hard to breathe, and as he was lifted off his feet the pressure around his chest and throat only increased. The light of the flames passed before his closed eyes once, twice, perhaps more. He grew dizzy, but barely processed that he was being swung. Then, he was free. Just how or why didn't seem to process right away, as Yuki's first priority was to inhale deeply now that he was able. An instant after he'd taken his breath, he met with the wooden door. Upper back took most of the impact, it was a miracle that he didn't strike his head. The planks that made the door didn't stop him, he crashed straight through, sending wood splintering and flying out into the hallway with him. He landed flat on his back, skull barely avoiding crashing into the wall on the opposite side of the hallway. For a second or two, he didn't move at all. Though, when he did begin to stir, it was obvious that his violent meeting with the door had dazed him to say the least. His palms held gashes from meeting the spikes of Hanse's tail as he tried to pry himself free, and one much larger laceration from just below his elbow to the side of the wrist on one arm that had apparently gotten in the way when Hanse flung him toward the door. Luckily, though the wound was bleeding, the major vein had not been broken. He was battered, bruised and bleeding, but nothing appeared life threatening. It could have been much worse, even if Yuki himself probably didn't think so.

[Hope it makes sense, I'm half asleep at this point. >>; *goes to collapse*]

Hanse's toothy grin and the shadowy figure was all that Skye could see as he came onto the landing shortly after Neko did. He blinked a bit, looking at Hanse's destruction, and then frowned strongly. "Damnit Hanse. You agreed not to cause any excessive destruction!" Hanse only laughed deeply, breathing in the chaos he just wrought. "This isn't excessive, human." Hanse spoke with such a malice that it struck Skye to the core, but he still stood his ground. "Before this gets out of hand, you should put out these flames, Hanse." Skye stared directly into Hanse's eyes as he spoke, "Don't forget your pact."
His words struck a chord in Hanse's chest, and his grin turned into a scowl. He had to obey, no matter how much he didn't want to. With his hand held aloft, the flames from the room began to wick into his palm, creating a super compressed ball of fire, glowing white with heat. The fire in his hand light up the entire room like a small sun, and it was apparent what damage he had caused, though little. Hanse's eyes glinted slightly as he gazed at the ball of fire, then to Yuki, toying with the idea of actually throwing this at him and watching him burn alive.

[let me know if I need to change this]

Neko judged Yuki’s question for a moment, “Well, I think that big brute of a dragon man threw you through the door like a flimsy rag doll.” Placing a hand on Yuki’s shoulder he made sure that he was steady as he looked back up at Hanse. The dragon seemed to have a mischievous look about him as he held the raging ball of fire in the palm of his hand. A little unsure on how that would end, Neko took hold of Yuki’s upper arm again and pulled him back away from the door and out of direct fire. Giving a slight bow to Skye he smiled despite himself. “If you will excuse us. I need to tend to my friend’s injuries. I’ll leave you to handle your…” Neko considered his words for a moment. What would the dragon be to this man? “Pet?” As it left his mouth the word seemed a little wrong. Perhaps slave? No, that sounded worse. He tried to think for a moment longer but quickly gave up on the matter and shrugged. “Or whatever he is to you.”

Turning to Yuki he gestured with his head for him to follow him, tugging him along by the arm. His hope was to get out of there as soon as possible and disappear. No need to add to the trouble they already had. Leaving Yuki to follow, hoping he had found his footing by now, Neko dared a glance back to see what the other two were doing as he reached the stairs. It was in times like this that he was painfully reminded that his friends didn’t heal as easily as he did. He often forgot.