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((He didn't look very demonly to me... xd Hmm, well, how exactly is he related to you two, then?))

Miyuki glanced up quickly as she heard Satomi's harsh words, just staring at her from her spot at the bar. She kept herself silent, knowing that this wasn't her conversation to intrude on, and so she just listened. Obviously, her and Tali were already having some difficulties, and all she could do was hope that everything worked out for her friend.

((Rawr.))

User looked at the guy with the jacket, camo pants, and shades. Not mention gloves, which seemed slightly large on him.
"Who are you?" The Saiya-jin asked gruffly.

*Wesley's brow rises slightly as he smirks at Satomi's comment, seeming to be genuinely entertained for a few seconds, at what she seems very serious about. He bows his head slightly in a lingering but quiet laughter, straightening his neck again and lifting his right index knuckle over his mouth, choking back anymore snickering he may have done otherwise.

Slowly tilting his head to his right, the demon gvies her a condescending glance, a similarly expressive smirk on his face as he responds.*

Between us? Don't delude yourself, woman. Since when was there anything between us? You're just a cure for my boredom.

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< confused >>

"My name is User..." The Saiya-jin teen said. He could feel the fear... no, not fear, but an uneasyness, in him.
"What do you want?" User asked, slightly annoyed that he had to greet this guy.

A few moments later, Protean awoke from his trance. The visions of the wolf spirits faded away, and with their exit came the scents from inside the Club Orion. The place seemed to be busier than usual, based on how many scents the werewolf could smell in there. Yet, there was only one that he had any interest in. With a small smile curling on his snout, Protean simply fell from the tree branch.

As the werewolf continued to fall, his form shifted back into his human one, finishing just in time to have his feet hit the ground. All that remained was the tail from his behind and the unchanged golden eyes.

As he twisted and opened the doorknob, Protean took in all of those present. Some he recognized, while another he had never seen before. He looked to be human and smelled to be human, yet there were a lot of things that did and were not. Such a thing always had to be taken into consideration around here.

Spotting Miyuki at the bar, Protean smiled softly and made his way over. He couldn't help but notice however, that some sort of conflict was brewing between Satomi and her partner, Taliman. He paid it no mind since it was really no business of his.

Once he got behind Miyuki, Protean gently laid one hand over her shoulder, squeezing it softly as he took the seat next to her. "Hey...", , was his only greeting. But, he also couldn't help but notice her apparently sour mood. With his brows furrowing slightly, he looked at the kitsune more closely. "Something wrong?"