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After sleeping through the entire night, Feather woke up to the morning of yet another day. the girl sang in her head as she dressed up and otherwise got ready,
{Maybe because they forbid it, you shouldn't go?} Sora reasoned. He, too, was obviously awake.
Tsubasa naturally transitioned into a conversation with her summon, {Aww, what's the fun of that? Besides, it's one of the few places I haven't gone to. There's bound to be a bunch of fun stuff there!}.
Sora gave up, he knew from the gleam in Feather's eyes and her expression that there was no use trying to change her mind. Besides, it's not like he had heard anything dangerous about the cathedral. So far, everything he heard made it sound more like a haunted house than anything to be wary of. He agreed but on a condition, {Fine, but I'm going to stay like this just in case there is something dangerous. I'll hide in your jacket so no one notices me.}
{Fine,} Tsubasa agreed as Sora slid into her shirt and with that she was off.

-Exit-

Ether move aside or talk to my pets.....
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Pix flow her way to the hotel and enter. She decided to just walk all the way for now, canceling the the Pixie dust effect. Pix walked her way to her room, unlocking it and open it. She closed behind her and been welcome with her animal friends. Pix refilled their food bowls and clean up their potty area. Once their all busy eating their fresh food, Pix turn over to the a large fluffy ball in the corner and walked tours it.

The white fluffy tied ball is the "demon hound's" tail that Pix have brought with her form the tower for a long time ago. The tail was such a large size that Pix had to tied it with the ropes.

" Greed tried to do her convince her again. " "She said back as she reached inside the the rolled up tail and pull out the little green statue. When Greed first time took over, she sneaked this statue inside of the tied tail wile inside of the Palace. Pix carried over to her closet and store it in there, with the mini vault. locking it up, she went back to the white tied tail.

Pix untied it to unrolled it look at it's large size. She bring out a hair brush and brushed the fuzzy tail. Got clear off any notes and smooth out the fur. It was a lot of brushing since the fur is so thick. Pix practically had to bring out a comb to get deep in the fur. For a very thick fur that could stop Nai's bullets, it would be a very special cushion that Gunner would like. Once Pix finished brushing, Pix tied up the tail nicely with a string, looking like the largest fuzzy pillow ever. She carried it over her shoulder and walked out the room with Bell next to her and locked the door behind her. She headed out and head back where she came from.

[Exit]

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.....your choice

Energy Pool: 1350/1350
Bullets: 180/176
shotgun shells hold:8/8

Other Items:
(1)jar of Zertish oil
(5)Lumichit
(5 pounds) Dry meat
(1)Dead mice
Scraps of paper and scrolls
needle and threads

Potion's/Useful :
(3)Plant matter potion
(5)Neutral Coat Potion
(3)Sleeping powder
(1)Sleeping potion
(5)Sent Changer
(3)Living rock potion
(1)Strength booster
(1)Speed Booster
(10)mini paralyze ball
(1)Rubber Jell
(3)Clearon Acid
(1)Bezoar
(5)Lye serum
(5)Truth serum

As Lyethery walked into the hotel he could tell right away that he is not liked. Those that were there quickly moved away and he even saw one woman going to the front desk and from where he was he could tell that she wanted him kick out. The manager though did not do that and instead throws him a key and told him that there's a room for him on the 3rd floor. He qukcly go to the stair instead of the elevator. When he reached the third floot he could tell that it was for someone like him. Though not a lot he could sees the undead walking about, some with their master and some as their own master. When he got into his room he quickly locked all the doors and window and shut all the blinds. When he was sure that no one can see him he took out the kneecap and jar of eyes he found and quickly began fixing himself. The kneecap didn't took him long, instead it was the eyes. When he found the jar he was determined to learn another feral skill, one that would help him a lot.

He took out a tattered book he found while he was out on is adventure and quickly went through it. There he found the pages he was looking for and began preparing for the procedure. He took out all the equipment he got and laid them out carefully.

Then he went through the pages, memorizing everything on it. He made sure that he memorized everything correctly because he knows that one bad mark could truly hurt him, not physically. It didn't take long though for him to memorize and got himself ready for it.

He opened the jar and carefully took out an eye and also an ear piece. He placed the earpiece on and spoke. "I'm ready." It wasn't long before he heard a soft voice speaking back. "Well let we began then." He smiled as he thinks about how crazy he is to place his life in the hand of a nurse, a chemist one too.

The nurse, the same one that placed the muscles in his arms and the heart in his skull, began giving him precise instruction on how to accomplish the task in which he is about to perform on himself. He listened to her every words and placed them into his memory. She was good at giving instruction because as she spoke he could picture everything she said in his mind. It wasn't long before he was sure that he could perform the task himself.

He took out the scalpel and made the first cut in the palm of his left hand. There he quickly searched through all the nerves and tissues until he found the right set of string. With that he cut out some of the tissues to made room for the eyes. After connecting the nerves to the eyes he placed it in his palm and sewed it back up.

The second cut he made on his right knee. He was able to find the correct nerves there quicker than on his palm and was able to quickly made up some new nerves that connected to many other nerves. He then did the same thing he did to his palm and quickly moved on.

The last eyes went to the back of his neck. That one is more difficult and required him to do follow blindly on the words of the nurse, who knew more about his body than he does himself. He followed her words, cutting where she wanted him to cut and changing the nerve she told him to change, though he does all that on what she said. When he was done Lyethery quickly cleaned up the mess. Good things he was a feral so there was no blood to clean up, though he feel sorry for the person who will have to share this room. It stank of feral flesh, inner flesh. He took a moment to test out his eyes before setting off. he kept the room key on the insistent of the manager.
Skill Learned

Exit

Katorin had sat up on the bed, he had a migraine, and was now in a hotel. He could smell the stench of death in the air, and on his clothes. His feral friend had saved his life... Though he hadn't needed to knock him out. He quickly made sure Maximus was at his side, before standing and walking toward the restroom and knocking lightly on the closed door.

Katorin looked at the feral. "I'll tell them the truth." he said wit ha slight pause, and emphasis on the word truth. "I went to Horus in a state of extreme bloodlust, you and Katsuro tracked me to stop me from doing something that would harm the nation of Pronta. In which you successfully captured, and returned me here." He sighed a heavy sigh, "But this story will only be told if it has to come to it. If punishment must be handed down, it will be handed down to me alone." he said this in the most serious of tones. He didn't lie, or joke. He didn't know how to be anything but serious.

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Playing with his key, Sabal makes his way to the best room in the house. He wanted to shower, get some new clothes on, and refill his jugs. They were getting dangerously empty lately with all the traveling. Opening the door, he sighed in happiness. It had everything he could want or need. Stripping out of his clothes, he first gave himself a look over in the mirror on the bathroom door. Besides the scars and dirt, he still looked damn good for an incubus. In his mind anyway. Smiling to himself, he moved on to getting that shower.

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Hair full of soap, Sabal grabbed a towel and stepped out to open the door for the yelling man. "Come in and calm down," he said, wiping soap away from his eyes. "What's the matter?"