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Ayato had wondered into the ruined looking innn by curiousity, but upon entering, he was quite surprised to see such difference within. He was impressed, to say the least. Looking around the room, he spotted Asami and walked to her. "I didn't know there was a place like this, very appealing, Asami," Ayato said as he took a seat in her table. She seemed to be deep in thought at the moment. He took the bottle of wine and said, "This isn't good for someone like you."

He nodded and then took her cup and poured some wine into it, "I did." Ayato placed the bottle down and drank the cup of wine down half way before setting it down on the table, "Asami, you never told me how you knew of Lady Aisis Fenette. You said you heard things, but that is false, isn't it?"

"Curse?" Ayato blinked at her curiously, he then found that he was getting distracted from what he came to say. He scoot his chair right next to her and said, "If you know that you are her older sister, then this conversation has everything to do with you." He took the wine cup back from her and set it to the side where she couldn't reach. "You are Lady Asami of the Fenette House hold, the heir to- Well, I'm not saying that Aisis isn't good enough for the job, but you are a blood Fenette. Why won't you come back with Aisis and I to Rhina, where we all belong?"

He grabbed hold of her hand and squeezed it, "I can feel this, it is real enough to me. You are here, you are alive. Even if you died, you look lively enough..." He tried his best to think of something to say, but truth was, he didn't know how to counter her. Ayato remembered that she was chosen as the high priestess of love and he understood that much. Is this why I feel different when i'm aorund her? Ayato pulled her into his arms and said, "How are you able to do this, Asami? When you speak, I could clearly see the sadness, the pain you hold behind your gentle voice. You've been all alone, haven't you? You isolate yourself so far, that sometimes you regret it. Am I not right? You yearn to hold something of value close to you, but something tells me that you've lost that already. I don't understand why I have these feelings for you, but I want to care for you, and see to it that you aren't lonely any more." Inside, he was shocked to hear what was leaving his lips, he had never spoke like this to anyone before, was it her curse that was making him feel affectionate towards her? He couldn't tell. For the moment, he suddenly forgot all about Aisis, someone who he had actually loved for sure.

He didnt know what to make of her long silence, he had thought he said somehting wrong, then she suddenly cried and held him back. Ayato felt a wierd feeling overcome him and he kissed her head, "It's ok, Asami, let's get out of here together. We can go back to Rhina." He stood up and helped her up, holding her close to him.
(you know what time it is, g2g ^^ )

Demetri walked into the inn with his face covered. his weapons made it clearly known that he wasn't from here. He looked around defensively before spotting Asami. She probably wouldn't notice him or his magical energy, but still, he sat as far away from her as possible. his face and everything else had been shrouded in the shadow by his hood and the dark corner he was under.

Across that small table that Dracien sat, would be pulled a chair. This chair would slide out from underneath the table for but a few inches. It was as though it had moved upon its own. Before long that tall, dark figure would form. The shadows would rush upwards from the ground, filling in those boots, followed by his legs, etc, until his top hat forms upon his head. This would all take just a handful of seconds before this figure gracefully sits upon the chair, left leg crooked over his right knee. Gloved fingers clasp together within his lap, and that smallest of smiles could be seen upon this porcelain visage as the brim of his tipped hat currently hides that dangerous gaze. "Greetings My Lord. You seem to be in quite the fervor today."

Feminine tiers would pucker a bit as he pouts. "Oh, you seem to think I am a Demon.. although I assure you, I am something a little different. Although, you are close." He would gesture towards the man with the sweep of a hand as he continues. "I have something to give you. It is a gift. I want you to tell me what you wish of me, and you shall have it. Name whatever it is that your heart truly desires, and I will grant your wish. That is the type of being I am." This deep, regal, and ever-condescending voice of his seeming to reverberate off the walls of this building.