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Akiraa noticed the protectiveness of the dragoness, but didn't comment on it.

Ryuusei shifted slightly, his gaze flicking around the apartment. "From what I overheard, that brunette girl who's friends with that Tsukino Usagi likes cooking as well," he said quietly.

Akiraa tilted her head as she grinned. "I like fish, not to mention I can do a mean lemon pepper chicken," she said in return.

Ryuusei tilted his head slightly, knowing he was kneeling in the formal Japanese style from habit and was fairly sure to the girls it seemed... archaic. He suspected, however, that the dragoness would sense it was mainly from his upbringing that he did so.

Akiraa glanced at Ryuusei, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him around her bangs. "What's with the odd manner of sitting?" she whispered softly. She was, however, surprised at the answer.

Ryuusei cocked his head fractionally at Akiraa's soft question. "Blame it on my father.... to put it bluntly, he wasn't that pleasant at the best of times, especially after his cousin nearly died," he said quietly. He saw her eyes widen slightly. "It's also part of the reason I used my mother's last name, 'Seishou', rather than my father's.... though nobody around here would recognize either name," he said wryly. It was the most he'd spoken about himself in the time since he'd been, for lack of a better term, ripped from his time. He cocked his head as he heard a slight scratching sound, his gaze shifting to the side as his golden orange eyes deepened to a odd shade of burnt orange. A small creature that looked a cross between a ferret and a weasel was scratching at the edge of the window, it's dark gold fur rippling slightly and giving an odd wavering effect due to the bright golden yellow tips of color to its fur. He exhaled slowly, making certain to keep his facial expression blank.

Akiraa blinked, hearing a low scratching before she glanced at the window. "That's an odd looking ferret," she said softly.

Ryuusei exhaled, the sound somewhere between a snort and a chuckle. "Kubiro's father was a weasel, while his mother was a ferret, and he inherited both of their bad habits of curiosity and drinking some of the strangest things.... I caught him drinking sake once, though that was just plain strange to watch, and considering my godfather used to eat somewhere between seven and eight thousand calories in food in one sitting yet never gain a pound, that says a lot," he said softly in a low voice, ignoring the blustered tone in his head from the guardian summon. He'd discovered he could effectively summon Kubiro by accident, though he doubted anyone would think that Kubiro the guardian and the infamous Rokubi no Raijuu were one and the same.

Akiraa glanced at Roe, then at Aerie. She had the sense there was something their new friend wasn't saying.

Ryuusei shrugged. "Ask him, though whether he's hungry..." he said with a shrug. He doubted Kubiro was hungry; usually the demon guardian simply liked to horn in on whatever was happening just to get under his skin. Kubiro snorted, standing on his hind legs. "I had sushi on the way here," he said dryly, shooting a look at Ryuusei. His voice was surprisingly deep, almost like rumbling thunder, for such a small creature that stood only eighteen inches tall on his hind legs. His tiny gold claws tapped on what on a human would be their bicep, remaining silent. A smirk flashed over his face as he saw a glitter of blue flicker as Ryuusei shifted his finger slightly before the window opened. Akiraa blinked, noticing a thin thread of blue light connecting the knob to open the window to Ryuusei's index finger. Almost the moment the window opened, the thread dissolved. Okay... that was unusual... I've never seen someone use threads of energy to manipulate objects, she murmured quietly to Aerie.

Akiraa started eating slowly, trying to keep from smiling faintly at Ryuusei's amused look.

Ryuusei chuckled slightly. "I wouldn't worry about it; I learned it from one of my godfather's friends before he passed away... I can see why he chose to train as a Kugusu user," he said softly, absently realizing they wouldn't know what he meant.Kubiro nodded as he took a couple of steps before leaping forward and landing on Ryuusei's shoulder, snorting softly as if snickering when Ryuusei twitched in surprise. "Those sorts of threads don't leave marks anyone can see or feel.. unless you're a sensor," he said in a low voice that sounded like distant thunder. His gaze flickered for an instant to Akiraa before shifting around the room casually. Ryuusei sighed when Kubiro leaned against his ear as if it didn't bother him at all to be distracting Ryuusei.

Akiraa tilted her head slightly, shifting fractionally. I'm sure you noticed it already, Aerie, but that guardian of his doesn't seem to stay far from him; I remember seeing it darting along the windowsills of the buildings on the way here... it also has that odd bright gold aura that flared around him for a few seconds before; I think there's a lot he isn't telling us, she murmured to Aerie privately.

Ryuusei tilted his head as he ate fairly steadily; fortunately for him, his mother's allergy did not carry over to him. He cocked his head slightly as he heard a faint scratching along with a low purring sound. Seems our cook may have a visitor, he thought quietly in a low mental voice. Kubiro snorted softly as if chuckling. "Your cooking actually reminds me of my father's cousins' cooking... though I doubt I'll ever see them again, considering I don't even know how I ended up here myself," he muttered under his breath in an offhanded compliment to Roe. He saw Akiraa twitch as if she'd heard him, though he doubted she had.