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Namine listened to his explanations. She shouldnt care who was in his home...it was HIS home after all. She felt stupid for asking those questions...and she almost asked him if he thought she was cute. Namine looked at him and was surprised to see that his purple gaze was on her as well. He stared into her eyes for a moment before he told her she was cute. Her hand came up to her mouth in surprise. He actually told he she was cute. Her stomach felt funny as if butterflies were dancing inside. "R..really?" she asked incredoulously. She shifted her weight and touched her hair feigning interest in it. Sneaking a peek here and there at Shinsei. Finally she said "No one other than Maya has told me so..When I was held captive no one spoke to me much less commented on my looks..today was the first day since I was a child that I looked at my reflection. Thanks Shinsei" she said. It took all her will to do what she did next. She walked towards him and gave him a hug her head leaning against his chest. She rose on tip toe and gave him a peck on the cheek.

Taisho Harusaki wandered around the bleak earth. Ever since that meteor storm, everything had died. She had managed to salvage a few plants in her house... Lilies and such, however they were the only remaining flora left in the wasteland. One of the only good things about the storm, was that it had created a land-bridge between Old Japan, as she preferred to call it, and Old China. It was a pretty large distance, But if Harusaki ever wanted to get onto the mainland, she could. It was an escape route, if nothing else.

Sighing softly, she picked up the singed remains of a teddy bear. No one had bothered cleaning her city, so he had to do it all herself. Stuffing the 'carcass; into her bag, she continued her trek along the broken sidewalk, her eyes dull. She didn't know when those "Beast" people were going to strike. Or even if they would enter her city.

But at least she'd make it decent for them.

Feeling the cloth against his head, he relaxed a bit as he looked down at her while shaking his head a bit at her constant apologies. "Don't worry about it, it's my fault for being so easily caught off guard. I mean...it's fine, it's nothing I'd never want to talk to you again over..." he said as he looked at the blood that had accumulated under his nail as he slipped the index finger into his mouth a bit as the blood dripped down onto his tongue. Pulling his finger out, it was now free of the blood's crimson tint as he concentrated again to return to a more humane state. His beast form wasn't all that cute and cuddly to be honest as when he was fully transformed he almost seemed berserk. It was something he'd rather save for those bastards up on their floating city than to be shown off amongst his own people...

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks." he said with a smirk as he took the cloth from his head and felt the spot as he looked at his hand and smirked that the blood had stopped flowing. It wasn't a deep wound, just a shallow scratch as he sat down and scratched under his chin lightly and yawned a bit. Looking over to Namine, he smiled as he spoke softly "Hey, why don't you have a seat? I promise the couch won't stab you or anything, it's worn but safe. Hah."

Kiyoko slowly opened her eyes. The blankets around her were so soft, as if made from the cottons of heaven. She was starting to feel better, although she had no idea just how much time had passed since she fell asleep. Suddenly, she felt another presence next to her. Rising from the bed slowly, she noticed a little girl in the larger bed, a teddy bear in her arms. Aww, how adorable. I wonder who......Then she remembered where she was. Wait, is this Shinsei's...no, wait. It's probably just another refugee. But she's so tiny, it's hard to believe a guy like Shinsei would wanna be around her. Then again, he was so kind to everyone. Even offering me a place to rest. Laying back down, she suddenly heard two voices in the opposite room. One was obviously Shinsei, the other she wasn't sure about. Mabye it's the first visitor he mentioned earlier. The one he rescued from the beach. She sat up and streched, careful not to wait the sleeping child. She rose from the bed, no longer the tired mess she was before. She brushed her hair using a fork she had with her (for the supplies back in quarintine weren't that great), slipped on her worn shoes, and tiptoed to the door. I really must thank Shinsei. she thought, for she was feeling a lot better. Her wings weren't too sore like before, and she quietly opened the door and shut it behind her, the child still sleeping.
Sure enough, it was Shinsei and the girl from the beach.

She kept walking, and cleaning, until she reached the shore. The water was unlivable now, and had turned a sickly green colour. Not pleasant. Sighing, she stooped to retrieve the carcass of a baby turtle, when a searing pain shot through her shoulder, a report ringing in her sensitive ears, a cry escaping her.

"Hehehe, bloody mongrel." A husky voice sneered from somewhere behind her. "What d'you think you're doing in our territory?" She could feel the cold metal of the gun press to the small of her back, and the disgusting-smelling man whispering in her ear.

"Might not want to touch me, human. You might get contaminated." She commented dryly. She wasn't scared of these buffoons. Only annoyed. Her dog side was becoming very territorial, and she consciously suppressed the growl which rose into her throat.

"That's a bunch of bull, sweetheart. You're as touchable as anyone from out world," He rasped, trailing a finger down her forearm.

Snarling, she whirled and dug her claws into his wrist, causing him to drop the gun, her free hand reaching inside her juban and drawing her own. She pointed it at him, and grabbed the other, putting the safety on and sticking it in her sleeve. "Touch me again, any of you and I drop you like rocks." She seethed. The missionary stopped dead. He didn't know she could smell and hear the others who were slowly surrounding her.

"You have no right, this is our territory-"
"This has been my territory since your last little raid, you p***k." She growled. "Get out." She fired a warning shot, which whizzed past his ear, and, coincidentally, hit the guy behind him in the shoulder. He cried out in pain, clutching the wound. "I said get out."

They turned tail and ran, some dropping their weapons, some clutching them tighter. "Stupid humans," She swore in Japanese. "Sticking their noses where they don't belong." Replacing her gun, she picked up the others and tossed them into the ocean. "It isn't safe here.. Not anymore." She continued. Sighing, she went back to her home and gathered what she thought was necessary. Her plants... she didn't know what to do with them. She would be walking, and they would merely be excess weight. Great, she sighed again. filling her travel pack with essentials, she grabbed a book of matches, and her wallet, and left.

Striking a match, she broke a window and tossed it in, so that it fell next to something flammable. The book soon followed. If she were going to be leaving here for good, she wasn't going to leave anything that told those monsters where she went.

Turning in the general direction of the bridge, she began moving at a quick pace, changing into a dog as she went.

Her dog form was slightly larger than a regular dog, even bigger than a Great Dane. Her whiter-than-white fur shone in the sunlight, and she shifted the pack, which looked more like an overstuffed saddle bag, to her back, taking off at a run.

With some luck, she'd be at a mainland camp by nightfall.

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Amelia smiled her best calm smile at Zack. "Pleased to meet you, Zack. I remember you vaguely from training. I was a bit ahead of you in the program. My name is Amelia Franklin" She put her hand on his arm gently. "Don't worry, Zack. Everyone has secret fears like yours. Don't be embarrassed. You will do just fine. The rest of us will watch your back." She thought perhaps she should change the subject. "Do you look forward to your graduation from training, then? It's a very prestigous day, as I'm sure you know quite well."