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Aoi felt relief brush through him at Sol's positive response. However, he didn't want Sol going after the white dragon if the yakuza were involved. Sol was more likely to get killed in the crossfire than to rescue him, but he wouldn't say that aloud. The water elemental did not want to get Sol and Luna involved in the yakuza. But it's surprising, he thought as he regained his composure, Sol isn't fazed by this news like I thought he'd be. Guess that's a perk of being the sun. Unlike Aoi, Sol wasn't broken and damaged, he didn't have the problems Aoi had. Sol was lucky, he embodied the sun and would always be loved.

"Great, you'll like Kira, Luna," he said as he led the way to the clothing boutique. "And if you notice her lips don't match the words she speaks, it's because she's using a translator. She doesn't know English."

[Exit Aoi to Quirky Clothing.]

Angelo, who had just been asked to answer a question was still quite busy examining the fountain, but he averted his eyes to see whom was talking to him. Even though he was asked before he looked over and knew someone was obviously there asking him something, he still jumped and acted surprised like he wasn't expecting someone to be there. "Oh, pardon me, Miss. I'm afraid I startle easily." Angelo examined the girl. She seemed pretty normal at first glance. He didn't bother to examine her any more then he had already. He was new to this town and coming off as a pervert would be bad for business. "What can I assist you with stranger?" he said with a calm, yet menacing kind of hint in his tone. He smiled wide showing off his pointy teeth as he put his hands together in an attempt to seem more friendly.

Angelo tilted his head to the side a bit. "Blue hair, hmm?" He pondered a second. "Well, blue is quite the strange hair color, but for this town, I assume it to be rather normal. As for the name of this town, I believe it to be Kuro Shiro, an old town with an ancient legend. I was attracted here by the legend hoping to find some legendary heroes or something to sell some old artifacts to. So far, all I have seen is seemingly normal people doing seemingly normal things. However, I suspect something is going down in this town, I just know not of what kind of malicious plot is festering here..." Angelo looked up and realized he was rambling on about nothing. "Er, well, I suppose I can help you look for your blue-haired companion, and it is nice to have some company for a change..." He extended a hand out to the girl in front of him. "My name is Angelo, Angelo Astra, at your service."

Sif walked down the square looking at the number stores around the area he had been living in the Inn for awhile now but he never really payed attention to this part of the area since he usually just walked by and didn't look around. Sif still had his jacket on and sat down near some bushes so he could look over the square and all the people passing by, since he enjoyed watching how people reacted to certain things throughout the day, once he saw a man drop his entire plate of food because he saw a spider near his foot. "I should probably find something to do today...but relaxings fun to..." Sif said to himself with a slight whisper.

Speaking softly yet heard by all nearby. Her voice would project without explanation like she was whispering in ears. The motions of her lips wouldn't even match the things she said. She could be understood by those with any language as long as they had the concept to somewhere in mind or memory.

"No matter how far you go.. a snack and drink will always be calling to you." There stood a demon in.. afront of a pub.. behind the table.. atop which there were glass objects and trinkets filled with colored sands, crystals, or some other curiosities. One could baffle and oh-ah at this and that for hours at all she had there but lined side by side were colored eggs suspended in tiny porcelain bowls and many glass bottles or cups filled with fizzing and bubbling concoctions. Aside from this there were trinkets and bobbles that sparkled and wobbled and perhaps had many other rhyme-y properties. "Come, have a sample and a toy. None of it is alcoholic but you'll certainly get a buzz."

[enter Kitty]

Kitty paid little attention onto what was going on at the moment. Silver was well protected by Malak, and she need no intercede unless there was real danger for Silver, or her mistress-by-default. What she did worry about was more lurking threats to Silver's safety, which lived within their home.

Must I always tie myself to a Master that has danger lurking? Her tail lashed irritably as she walked, eyes glancing between her Master and the area around them.

Kitty purred despite her irritation at her situation. She really did like her Master. "Silver, you are the opposite of an old woman." She wanted to add that an old woman like her would have more sense and wisdom in her hair then he had in his body, but she held her tongue and instead shot a smile at her Mistress.

She turned her thoughts to clothes at Malak's mention of them. How much trouble could Silver get into in a clothes shop? "Alright Silver, let's follow Malak then."

[exit Kitty]