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Riyo watched as he peeked back to see if anyone was in the room and tilted her head. It was good to hear that he would be fine. It eased her conscience a lot... But why was he asking about her? Oh. That's why.

"R-riyo is fine... That man just made Riyo nervous..."

At the question of where Neko might be, she looked back in the room and frowned. "Riyo doesn't know. One minute he was there, the next he isn't, nyu..." If she had any idea where to look, she probably would've.. But she was also really tired. So maybe she wouldn't have... Still, she didn't like being alone in an empty room.

Down in the lobby Neko sat now nursing his third drink. This stuff was a bit stronger than he expected and was already making his mind a bit fuzzy. Unconcerned with loosing himself Neko downed the rest of his drink and waved a waitress over to get another.

"Another one," Neko hiccuped slightly handing her the glass.

"You may have had enough, Sir. You're not looking--"

"Another one." Neko said again leaving no room for argument.

Giving a slow nod the waitress took his glass to only return a few minutes later with a full one. "Here, but do me a favor and take it easy on that stuff." Letting him take the drink she went about her business tending to the others in the room.

With half lidded eyes Neko looked up at Yuki his face a bit flushed from all the alcohol he had consumed. It was unlike him to get completely smashed but apparently he had finally succeeded and succeeded well. "Well, hey there buddy." Neko grinned taking another sip of alcohol. "No need to worry about *hic* money I have plenty." Though he didn't elaborate whether he was talking about the money they had or the money he had recently acquired.

"Oh, umm, Ri..Riyo's fiiiine," Neko finished off his seventh drink and set the glass aside. "Sh..she's upstairs. Sitting in the corner." From the way Neko was jabbering, stuttering, and hiccuping it was obvious he was completely gone.

As he looked up again he caught sight of the girls and his smile broadened from ear to ear as he staggered to stand from his seat. "Hey girls!" He chirped happily moving toward them in his drunken stupor. Laying his eyes on Hitsu he stepped up beside her and drapped an arm over her shoulder looking her up and down dangerously. "Hey babe, how about you and I go somewhere and have a good time. Just the two of us." The alcohol was apparent on his breath. It was so uncharactistic of Neko to drink this much but he had done himself in this time.

"W...what's wrong with Neko?" Mitsu asked worriedly. She had never seen him like this before and she worried that there was something wrong with him.

Hanse's brow quirked at Yuki's hasty actions, and his wing curled around his body, deflecting most of the jagged rocks, a few managed to rough up small spots on his skin, but nothing more than what a set of nails does against human flesh when scratching. His wing shuddered lightly, as if trying to shake off a fly, then both moved back to their original resting positions.

Before the bartender could complain about the damages, Hanse had reached into a small pouch on behind his back and produced a small fist sized gem. He held the gem out towards the tender in the distance, then threw it at him, embedding it into the countertop. The bartender just stuttered for a few moments almost falling back a few times, then shook his head as he tried to figure out how to get the gem out of the wood.

Skye laughed a little, and shrugged at Yuki's absence. "I guess he still has much to learn about fighting." Skye carefully made his way towards Hanse, the fighting now had emptied out most of the tavern, save for a few totally smashed patrons who were passed out. Skye lifted his hair a little, and looked to Hanse, "Think you can do anything about this?" Meaning the wound on his face that Hanse basically left on him.

Hanse sighed lightly, and took a step towards Skye while suddenly gripping him by his face, his hand seemingly larger than Skye's head. His hand glowed white, just faintly as he lifted him off the ground and setting him into a chair rather... well, not gently. As Skye's body stopped moving from the force of being sat the in the chair, Hanse had already turned back towards the door and looked over his shoulder at him, "You coming or not?"

Skye blinked slightly, and looked around a bit. "When did I get here?" He shrugged lightly, and stood back up, but staggered slightly. He closed his eyes and shook his head a little to get rid of a feeling being lightheaded. He blinked a few more times, and pushed his hair back, revealing a perfectly normal looking face with no signs of previous injuries, not even swelling.

By now, Yuki had to have been long gone, and would not have seen Skye and Hanse heading in a northeastern direction.

Neko shook his head as he was pushed away from Hitsu. "No need to be so hasty." Neko stammered. Searching through his pockets it took a moment for Neko to locate two sets of keys and held them out for Yuki to take but let go of them before he even had a chance to reach out. For some reason Neko had thought his hand was already there but then realized his mistake. "My bad."

Looking at his wrist as if it bore a watch Neko staggered toward the bar. "Look at the time, this calls for another drink." He sat himself at the bar and happily waved the bartender over to promptly poured him another drink. Apparently he wasn't as concerned with Neko's health like the waitress had been. As long as the money kept coming the alcohol would keep flowing.

Still a bit worried, Mitsu followed Neko to the bar. "N...Neko?" She questioned staring at his back as he slumped over the bar sipping at his new drink.

He looked back at her for a moment as if he wasn't sure who she was and then his face lit up in realization. "Mitsu! How are you?"

"Err..I...I'm fine." Mitsu looked back toward the others and then toward Neko again. "Are...are you alright?"

Yuki plucked the keys up from the floor without a word, but he mentally noted that Neko would be reminded of his little gesture when he regained his consciousness the next morning. "Come on. Just leave him here." Yuki grumbled, guiding Hitsu upstairs.

"Shouldn't we bring Mitsu?" Hitsu protested, though Yuki bocked her path.

"Don't worry about her. Right now we're worrying about Riyo." He said firmly, pausing at their door and producing the key.

Once he'd taken one step into the door, he looked up to see Riyo sitting in the window. His eyes grew wide, "Riyo!" Apparently startled, and afraid she was going to fall.

Neko was so out of it by this point he didn't see the fireball coming and when his hair lit up like a Christmas tree the only thing he noticed off the bat was that it had gotten a little warm. Finally looking up Neko saw that his hair was ablaze and let out a shrill yelp gathering the attention of most of the Inn's patrons.

Mitsu was horror struck and wasn't sure what to do but stepped forward trying to put the flames out with her hands. It seemed to do little good, but luckily the bartender had rushed over and as soon as Neko was about to drop to the floor and roll around shrieking like a girl he found himself drenched. The bartender had grabbed up a pitcher of water and had unceremoniously dumped it over top of Neko's head to put out the flames. And though Neko was thankful that the fire was out his expression didn't show it.

"N...Neko?" Mitsu asked nervously trying to brush from of the singed wet hair from his face. "Are you okay?"

"No I'm not okay!" Neko yelled jumping to his feet though unsteady and gave a look around to find the culprit to this crime. Despite being completely wasted he was still overly sensitive about his hair. "Who the hell did that!!?" Neko stammered looking around? He shot accusing glares into the crowd of silent people but no one spoke up.

"Come on," Mitsu said quietly. "Maybe we should go upstairs." She reached for his arm but he pulled away, though it wasn't for the reason she thought. Turning back to the bar Neko picked up his drink and turned back around to Mitsu a dangerously sleazy look in his eyes. Apparently the alcohol was effecting his memory and his hair had already been forgotten. At least for the moment.

"Why don't you and I make our way upstairs," Neko said taking a sip of his drink.

"I....I just said we should go upstairs..." Mitsu trailed off looking a little nervous.

"Glad to know we're on the same page," Neko chimed placing an arm over Mitsu's shoulders and staggering toward the stairs. Mitsu seemed a little scared to say the least, her eyes wide as she tried to lean away from Neko, but she didn't want to just leave him. So gathering up her courage she stuck by his side and helped him up the stairs and toward the other room that Neko had gotten. Luckily it had been left unlocked and Mitsu opened it allowing Neko to go in first.

"Here," Neko held out his glass to her swirling the contents under her nose. "Give it a try."

"I uh..."

"Come on, it won't hurt anything. Just try it."

"O....okay." Mitsu took the glass but only after closing the door to the room. Then slowly she took a sip and nearly gagged as the alcohol hit her tongue.

"Now don't give me that face," Neko leaned into her again placing his hand around hers and guiding the glass back to her face. "Give it another try the first sip is always the worst."

"Riyo's fine..." If that wasn't the biggest goddamn boldfaced lie she'd told all day. As Yuki helped her up, she dusted herself off and sat down on the bed. She didn't want to stand.

She moved her eyes from the siblings to the food. Did she wanna eat? Her mind had been elsewhere ever since the incident at the tower... Well, if she got hungry later at least there was something...

Riyo's eyes lit up at the mention of finding Neko. It was good to know that he was alright... Or at least supposively alright since Yuki hadn't said otherwise. Though... His tone suggested that he was a little angry at the man in question. "Nonono... Neko was nice to Riyo, nyu." She paused and thought for a minute. She wouldn't tell them about how he'd almost locked her in this room while or how he'd taken her on an "adventure" to a guard tower where she'd died a little on the inside and almost got molested by some old, crusty guard. Or how he was willing to let their thief friend fall out of a second story window...

Or how she couldn't remember what had happened last.

"Neko was.. Nice, nyu." She repeated, not giving an explanation to why. Her eyes fell to the floor. "Besides, Riyo's fine being alone..." Another lie. If there was one thing she hated anymore, it was being left alone in small quarters. She bit her lip. Why was she lying to them? She didn't lie to Neko. These people were her friends too...

"Riyo... Isn't fine." The soft words trickled out of her mouth. And once again, she offered no explanation to her words.