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Riyo had been drifting off into her own world once again until Neko spoke up. Her eyes lifted up to meet his, a look of unsure filling them.

She could tell him to just leave her alone. But did she really want to be left alone? A hot bath sounded nice... Really nice. Nice enough to push everything to the back of her mind and just relax. It had been... Ages since she had a hot bath. Which, technically, wouldn't even be considered a bath. She wasn't sure if hotsprings counted...

With a sigh, she pushed off the rest of her jacket and left it on the bed as she stood. Wobbly didn't even begin to describe. She had to stand still for half a minute to regain her balance. But when she finally did, she gave a soft nod to Neko and moved herself to the other room.

"Thanks..." Though, she wasn't exactly sure what she was thanking him for. Saving her from her thoughts? Maybe.

She eyed the bathroom as she got closer. W-what was this? Everything was so... Shiny. And... Clean. It was almost blinding. She moved in and looked at the tub. Everything was like a culture shock. A caveman being sent a million years into the future. "How... How do people do this?"

Atticus gave a small nod to Yuki's suggestion, though he knew that 'sometime' meant 'you best not do it for a looooong time, lest you want your head to be lopped off.'

"As do I..." Though, that man was probably expecting just that. Expecting ol' Atticus to patch everything right the ******** up. Yeah. Look at how well that was working.

"Oh, give her two for now. If she doesn't clear up after that, two more." And, as Yuki became distracted with the two currently leaving, Atticus decided to silently slip out and get his own room as he'd been planning.

"meh, don't worry, I'll be fine even if trouble arrises." she responded, and nodded when he asked if she could carry some stuff with her. She then spotted attricuis and yuki, and while blade walked closer to them, poke kept her distance. Something told her she shouldn't be walking into this.

But when blade said they were getting something to eat, she added in her own information. "I'm gonna help him carry it back. Plus, I'm starving anyway"

Yuki offered a nod to Atticus once he'd responded with the dosage, and looked back to Blade and Poke. "Be careful." He said, "Stay together." Not to say he didn't figure that they'd be able to take care of themselves well enough... He just didn't much care for it here. With so many people around, he didn't want to think about what percentage had malicious intent, let alone once the sun had set. "Be back before dark." He stepped past them, chuckling lightly to no one but himself as he groped for the handle. He sounded like a parent giving the kids a curfew. "Forget it. Just... Don't drop your guard. Alright?"

Before he went back into the room, he shook his head lightly. "Don't worry about me, I don't care what I eat, but try to find some sort of stew for Hitsu or we won't hear the end of it." Without waiting longer than a few moments for a response on their part, he let himself back into the room and shut the door softly behind him.

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Upon his re-entry, Yuki looked toward Neko and Mitsu. "To think... Almost a month ago everything was normal." He collapsed into a vacant chair. Sure, he wanted to lie on a bed, but he'd be clean first. He heaved a sigh, leaning his head back as it hit the wall with a dull thud. "I can't help but wonder..." He murmured, and hesitated a moment before completing his thought. "What would have happened if we'd have never brought her back with us." Would life just have continued on as usual? "I wonder what that hound wanted with her, anyway..." He'd noticed, or at least assumed, that Mitsu was sleeping and wouldn't notice him talking about her.

poke could almost roll her eyes at yuki and the number of things she wasn't sposed to do. She felt like a 5 year old being told off by her mom. Which was made evident when she told yuki "yes mom, we'll be back in time for dinner" and folled blade off, also making a mental note to lookout for stew.

as for what else they were supposed to get. "Well, theres always sea-food, but thats hard to find in non costal areas. Mabye some medical supplies to take on the way, or... "she took a brief glance at blades attire. "do we need any weapons?"

"well, hitsu doesn't have any as far as I know...neither does mitsu...mabye yuki? he's always worried about being attacked by somebody..." she looked at the stores as she spoke, though so far none of them stood out. "which is kind of weird, since I don't see why anyone would attack such a large group, and he seems to know some powerful spells"

she paused when she realised she was looking for the kind of store that would be good to steal from, and made a face. She decided to go back on the supplised that they should be trying to find.

Neko had sat down on the other bed just staring at Mitsu when Yuki reentered the room. He looked up at him thoughtfully, a very forced smile on his face. "Normal indeed." He nodded giving a bit of a sigh as he leaned back on the bed listening to Yuki continue on. "Its hard to think what would have happened now after so much has happened since." Neko stated as he stared at the ceiling. Then Yuki's last question caught Neko's ear and the memory of his short interaction with the hound began to replay through his mind. Up until this point so much had gone on, the very fact of it all had been suppressed. As far as he had been concerned they were all running for their lives, but why?

“You have no idea the blood that covers her hands – if you do not give her to me your own blood will soon cover her body like war paint.” He quoted the hound as if he were there whispering those words into his ear. "That's what he had said to me." Neko still stared at the ceiling thoughtfully trying to make sense of it. He knew that Mitsu wasn't normal and the fact that she had been burned by the amulet a couple of days ago did rise some suspicions, but she didn't seem capable of hurting a fly let along another person. "I suppose he was collecting her for someone, trying to tell lies to make us hand her over easily. Why he was collecting her I have no idea, she could be a slave, a pet, a...." He was at a loss for what else. "Who knows what." Laying back in the bed with a large sigh Neko closed his eyes. "We really meddled into something that's for sure and we're paying for it now."

Letting out a soft sigh Mitsu shifted in the bed still very much asleep. Her face was looking a bit more peaceful though still stained with tints of rose about her cheeks. Cuddling up with the pillow at her head she let out another more contented sigh a small smile crossing her lips as she settled back down into sleep.

Skye had been walking back from the darker side of the markets in the town, passing through the food goods district hoping to catch something to eat on a street booth. Having just bartered off some of the loot had brought back by Hanse, who was.. for lack of a better term, not a people person, and was usually unable to barter for higher prices or better items.

Skye usually did fairly well in fending off pickpockets, his years in fencing gave him almost a six-sense for perceiving offensive movement towards him, often making younger pickpockets scared for their lives when they had the end of his rapier, still in its sheath, stuck to their neck even though they approached him often from behind. Those that tried to take from his side found themselves not always reaching into his pocket, but always getting quite the handful. Those who were slightly more skilled, often met with an unsuspected twist of either being reverse pickpocketed, and ending up with less than they got, or they found themselves with their hands bound by a quick gesture and a hint of illusionary magic to make them think they had been caught by an off-duty policing officer.

During this particular trip, Skye performed a reverse pickpocket while he was traveling. He didn't quite expect to get a nearly equal yield of loot, but when he would check it later at the fairly ritzy hotel, he'd find himself with a wealthy woman's loot, with the heavy perfume that still lingered on the cloth of the sack, as well as the subtle prints on the coins. Of course that wouldn't match the profile of the man that had taken his loot, which would only tell him that the man must've taken it from a very well-to-do lady. With that sort of prospect, Skye could only decide that finding such a woman who was missing her goods, to return it, and perhaps be rewarded, if he was lucky.

((Just my own little time skip. Only about an hour or so from the point of being pickpocketed to being back at the hotel, just an FYI. A reply to this isn't needed until you guys feel like such an amount of time has passed normally.))