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Sensing a '******** off' vibe from the fox, Xaith figured he should leave that one alone. Was he the only fox that wasn't a d**k in some way? One was just a deceiving b*****d who killed his father. The other one seemed to be angry or anti-social. Perhaps neither-- perhaps both. Oh well, it didn't matter. He hadn't come here to meet up with another fox either way. The other two had been gracious enough to acknowledge him. Apparently lovers from what the purple man had said to the green haired girl. Well, that was something new. He'd never had a romantic life, himself. Never really saw a couple, either, but he knew it was rude to stare so he just smiled and spoke.

"Deity, huh? I suppose I can hang around until he returns. I would like to thank him. He may not know it, but he sheltered me when I first came here. Not intentionally, but this facility was the first place I visited after coming to this planet."

His hat cast a shadow over his face, and given his clothing, some might assume he was some kind of creep, but his calm a smooth voice would wash away any sense of unease about his intentions.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a portal rip its way into the bar. A man stepped out. He observed the man, who immediately adressed the purple man. Unks. That was the man's name. He'd do well to remember it. He moved over to the bar, turned his body to where his back was facing the bar and leaned against the tabletop, dipping his head down, causing the bill of his hat to cover his entire face so nobody could see him. He would wait for this Deity character. Unless adressed, he would only observe those around him.

Grinning she smiled.

"Yeah he arrived yesterday. He asked me to remain silent about his coming here to you. From your reaction, I think it was good thinking. Well I believe I'll let you boys get caught up. I'm going to get a drink."

Laughing to herself she wandered to bar settling atop a bar stool somewhere between Red and the Newcomer.

"Interesting night..."

<*decides to make an appearance*>

A lone figure was making his way up the path to the club in the middle of nowhere. There was a soft clip of wooden sandles hitting the ground, a slow, rhythmic pace that drew him ever closer. The tall man paused, lifting his head slightly to better see the large building looming before him. His blue eye read over the words 'Club Orion', before stepping up to the door.

"Sounds like another interesting place to visit...."

His voice carried a slight asian accent as he pushed open one large door with his right hand. The light of the room inside revealed to him warmth, and a crowd gathered inside and talking. He wore a dark red yukata over a pair of white hakama pants that covered his wooden sandles slightly. His right blue eye scanned the room, while his left remained closed, showing three visible scars over the lid and under the eye itself. His green-black hair was twisted up into a messy ponytail, with some of it overhanging his left eye. Behind his back were a pair of katanas, the handles to his right.

Most unusual was that the left sleeve of his yukata hung limp and empty at his side, flapping slightly with his movements. Unsure of where to go, the man stood in the doorway for the time being. Hasamoto Konosuke, had arrived.

He was the only one wearing a hat in the place. He'd both heard and smelled another presence hidden away, but hadn't paid it much mind until it had begun heading his way. And then when the man had said something about his hat, he looked up and saw a man wearing a black broad-brimmed hat, much like his own. Maybe they'd gone shopping at the same store. He chuckled. At least somebody around here was somewhat social.

"Nice hat, yourself."

He turned his head and watched as the man sat at a stool by the counter. Another demon. He could tell by the scent. This place just seemed to be crawling with people who weren't like Earth's natural borns.

He still had something covering his head, but being reminded that it was a hat, not his skull helmet, his insides went hollow. His father's skull. He'd carried it with him ever since his father's death. Due to strange stares he would get when going out in public, he would leave the skull behind. He always felt horrible. It was like parting with his father again every time he had to leave without the thing. Maybe it was time to grow up. Carrying his guilty motivation with him in order to keep going. Childish. It was something to remember his father by, though. He would dwell on it later.

Yenek frowned, as this demon was closer to him then any other at the moment his emotions were filtered through the Lord's mind. "Damn, you're a devil aren't you." he said blankly "Stop being depressed this instant. It's amazingly irritating." he said reveaing his absurdly long horns to show this kid exactly why Yenek could read his emotions.

Ah, a mind reader. No problem. Xaith had trained under the arts of telepathy and attacking, interfering, or just meddling with somebody's mind. This included protecting oneself from it. He brought up a barrier to sheild any attempts to hear what he was thinking. It was weak, no doubt, but unless this man was just prying for information, he would not bother trying to take the barrier down. It would be at the point that Xaith would engage him.

The horned man had no hostility coming from him, so Xaith decided not to get into a verbal fight with him. He just didn't want to hear the babbling of a kid's troubled thoughts. Understandable.

"Or you could try keeping out of my head. But a fair warning: If you can get into my head, there's no doubt you sensed another presence in there other than my own. A different mental chamber. For your own safety: Stay out of it."

Bad things would happen. It really didn't matter who you were. That chamber was not to be messed with even by God himself. Something was wrong. Something evil. Something hidden in Xaith's blood. In his past. In his mind. In every fiber of Xaith's being, it was hidden. And Xaith would do his best to keep it that way. Hidden. Away from anybody.

Yenek chuckled "Unfortunately for me, I can;t stay out of your mind, in a way I AM your mind." Yenek thought to himself. Deciding to avoid the invetible fight with the less rational half of this devil Yenek simply smiled "I shall try, I am not in full control of my powers as an empath to Demons." he said calmly and retracted his horns. Yenek allowed his traveling cloak to sheild his arms from view as he placed a hand on Infinity. "You just keep that irrational demon in your mind." Yenek added.

Yenek looked the man over "You're an animal fusion demon," he said noticing the distinct lack of horns on this man, he couldn't sense the concentrated Demonic energy in this Devil. "Its been a while since I've seen one, they normally don't get to be devils, odd that you have the ability to think." He shrugged and then thought back "When did I create animal fusion Devils with personality disorders." he muttered near inaudibly