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D-chan's ears flick back as the gust of wind howls into the shop. Her hand grips a newly discovered bundle of candles as she bounces out of the closet and races down the hall to the main room where the two Legend children wait. "We must not have closed the door well enough," she hisses, forcing the heavy slab of wood back into its frame against the fierce wind that fights her every step of the way.

She knows it is a lie even as she says it. She clearly recalls hearing the door click after Azumi and Morosina entered. Besides, why would it only open now, of all times? The wind should have opened it long before if such were the case. Even so, her attention turns to the two children on the couch--

The half-fox pauses. Out of the corner of her eye...she saw a shape. As her green-gold eyes glance in the direction of the figure, though, it is gone.

A soft shudder rolls down her spine as she pads to the couch and sits down beside her young charge, wrapping her arms gently around his narrow frame. "Shhh, it's okay, I'm here," she whispers, drawing him closer. "It's okay, I know, it won't hurt you."

Dai, for his part, is completely unrelenting. He cuddles closer to his guardian, resting his head on her shoulder, his forehead resting on the soft fur of her neck. He knows what happened...he knows perfectly well. And, in the same way, he knows that D-chan is just trying to be optimistic and make him think of other things, rather than the truth...

He tries to fight away the tears, brushing a hand over his eyes while the other clings tight to his book. "What do they want?" he whispers breathily, giving up on his tears and clinging to the fox-girl's shirt.

D-chan sighs and shakes her head. "I don't know," she murmurs.

From beside the doorway, the shadowed form seems to sigh. The boy simply doesn't want to understand that he will have to own up to his history one day...and the sooner he grows accustomed to the fate that met his predecessor, the better off he will be.

But, really, that must wait for some other time. As Azumi charges down the hall, the figure walks across the doorway to the main room and vanishes into the wall.

"I saw it, too," D-chan whispers, settling herself on the couch and pulling Dai closer, almost into her lap as she would have when he was far younger. The boy makes no protest, simply clinging with fierce intensity to the half-fox's shirt. "But I tell you this much...it didn't feel like something malevolent. It felt...rather disappointed, in all honesty. Her black-furred hand runs gently over the boy's soft, wild hair as she looks to the place where she swore she saw the spirit. "I should have brought Kura," she grumbles. "That'll teach me for leaving home without her."

"Leave wi'out me?" The angelic kitsune grins as D-chan jumps, dragging a startled Dai with her. Kura fights her way out of the fox-girl's bag, still firmly attached to her back, and flutters to rest between Azumi and the half-fox. "Imposs'ble."

Dai very nearly laughs as the nocturnal guardian makes her sudden entrance...but he holds back as the implications fall firmly to rest on his shoulders.

She knew.

The boy reaches out and pets the kitsune's head, watching her ears flick back in pleasure. "What did it want?" he asks quietly. She looks up at him with bright blue eyes, a soft smile still etched on her vaguely human face. The soft grin tells him all he needs to know.

She won't tell. Not yet.

D-chan shakes her head in amazement. "You know, Kura, you will never cease to amaze me," she sighs. "But there must be a reason you came. I know you. You don't come with me unasked unless something's up. So what is it?" The fox-girl realizes that Azumi and Morosina are interested in the little kitsune now sitting between them, happily purring under Dai's touch. One cool blue eye stares up at the fox-girl, drawing a weak half-smile from her. "You knew something like this might happen," she murmured."

"Hai," Kura replies shortly, shuffling a bit closer to Dai so that he doesn't have to reach so far to pet her. Besides, having his full hand on her head is much nicer than just getting the fingertips. He is always so nice and warm...not as warm as D-chan, of course, but he comes in close second often enough. Not many people radiate as much heat as the fox-girl does on a daily basis, after all. "Spirit. Yuu-rei." Her gaze slowly travels across the room, coming to rest on a nearby arm-chair. "There."

At Kura's short, convinced bark, Dai stiffens. His green-gold eyes slowly focus on the chair, where he can easily make out the figure that opened the door mere minutes before. To him, there are no hazy edges on the form. The ghost in question is a true enigma, seeming neither male nor female as it sits patiently in the armchair, watching him with soft eyes that glitter out of a raven face. "Why?" he whispers, clinging tighter to the fox-girl.

D-chan stares at the chair, her face a mask of concentration. Unfortunately, Dai is right: she can only see a ghost on a good day, or out of the corner of her eye on any other. She can only catch a brief vision of haze each time her eyes dart about. Cautious, she averts her gaze until she can finally see the ghost in its entirety from the edge of her peripheral vision.

And quite a ghost it is. Everything about it exudes indecision and compromise, from the shape that is neither male nor female to the suit that is cut for both at the same time. A soft smile crosses the phantom's face as it watches Dai pale further, color seeming to drain out of his hair as well as his face.

The apparition stands and offers a graceful bow to all assembled. "Good day," it murmurs. Even the voice seems caught between genders, and somehow manages to fluctuate between alto and tenor tones with startling ease. "Unfortunately, I cannot stay. But I will answer all your questions in time...if, that is, you can answer mine." It is quite obvious that the last words are directed soley at Dai.

The figure straightens and, in an instant, is lost from D-chan's sight.

Kura, on the other hand, follows the figure as it passes away from the chair and to the door. Her eyes narrow as the pinpricks of fire that are the phantom's eyes lock with hers...

...and then it is gone, passing through the door with the ease of a magician performing an old trick. The kitsune relaxes, shuffling still closer to the shivering Dai and nudging his hand with her head, mewling for attention.

Dai, however, is in no mood to interact. He carefully pulls D-chan's tail around him, as though hoping her warmth will stave off the icy cold that is slowly overtaking him. What did it mean? Questions? He had no questions...only a strange terror that he could not place.

D-chan shakes her head, her ears flat against her skull. "Sounds like it wanted to be a sphynx, only with a little species confusion," she grumbles. She looks down at Dai, one hand resting on his head and gently ruffling his hair. "You okay kid?" she asks quietly. The look of panic in his green-gold eyes answers that question well enough. "I'll take that as a no," she sighs. A quick glance out the window ascertains that the rain has finally calmed to a soft patter. "I think that's enough excitement for one day, don't you?" she asks Azumi. She sounds tired, though, somewhere on the brink of defeat. "I think we'll be heading home now...but I hope we'll see you again." She stands, bowing politely before taking Dai's hand.

The Legend takes the offered hand without any sign of a fight. He clings to the book with one hand and follows meekly in the half-fox's tracks. As she opens the door and steps out, his gaze flickers back to the couch where Morosina still sits...and he offers the briefest of smiles to her before vanishing into the soft rain.

(( Playing around with new concept and so once more, it's a first intro and stuff ^_<; ))

"Maya..Please don't try to sew and walk at the same time..Remember last week?" stated a blonde, half werewolf to an oddley dressed girl who seemed around the age of 6-7.

Copper colored eyes broke from the eger motions of working a skinny needle and black thread through a small doll, it's shape not able to be registered from it's held position. Steady gaze looked up at her motherly figure and reluctantly she stuck the needle into the doll and stopped her work. "Momma...Why do we have to go today? No one was here last time and it's going to be empty," questioned the tanned girl.

"We don't know that it'll be empty, Maya, and besides, don't you want to meet other Legends?" chirped the woman with a small smile as she grasped the small girl's hand.

Finally the pair arrived infront of the Legends HQ, which was actually a house...Or so that's what it seemed to be to the werewolf. Stopping before the closed door, Azumi bent down and started to fix Maya's hair; trying to put stray hair in it's places and tucking a thin, maroon/mohogany hued dredlock behind her ear.
When done, they both crept into the deserted HQ and the black wolf ears of the woman were met with a...

"See, I told you momma, no one's here..." said the legend with a small hint or pride at proving her mother wrong; it was a little 'game' they shared., but there was also a dab of sadness and a pinch of annoyance that thy even had to come this long way for nothing.

As the new pair came through the door with jubalistic greetings, the witch-doctor like girl, Maya, gave such a start that she ducked to hide behind her mother. Gazing owlishly at he two new arrivals, copper eyes looked over both the fox like woman and the bat girl. Stick straight strands of mohogany hair fell over marked face and around her shoulders, brightly colored feathers could be seen attached to th strands as well as a few vermin skulls of bleach white.

Upon hearing the two ahead of time, when they appeared just outside te door, the werewolf didn't give such a reaction as her daughter did. Whirling around with a larg smile and a bow of the head she said,"'ello! Pleasure to meet you both! I'm Azumi and this..." she dragged the hding child from behind her," is Maya."

Knowing that she'd be forced to anyways, Maya gave a small wave with her free hand to the bat like girl namd Kerri. Eyes soon shifted to other parts of the room and then to her sandel clad feet as she tried to not make eye contact with this other one.

"We didn't expect to see anyone here today, but looks like we were wrong," chittered Azumi as her own wine colored eyes went from D-chan and Kerri to her own shy one and then bac again.