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Blade had stepped in between them causing Neko's punch to fail. His attempt to find a knife was also halted but it didn't keep him from staring daggers at Yuki. "You lying son of a b***h." Neko hissed ignoring everyone's words for the moment. "I hope you enjoyed your little joke." A grin formed on Neko's face but it was obviously filled with venom. His eyes swirled with storm clouds shortly in his anger but quickly cleared away to reveal the normal bright blue they usually were.

"Neko," Mitsu said softly as she approached now that he had calmed down a little. She knew why he was angry, in her mind he had every right to be, but not like this. "Neko," She said again as she reached out to touch his arm lightly. She didn't wanted him and Yuki to fight, there was no sense to it.

For a moment Neko felt weak again. The short burst of energy he had was gone and he quickly realised he was far from well as he started to stagger in place. "Dammit," He hissed as he placed a hand on his head. Despite being awake he could seem the images of what awaited for him if he were to fall asleep. They danced across the edge of being asleep and awake beckoning him forward to join them. Then something touched his arm giving him a start. Unable to control the urge to lash out Neko whirled around and struck before thinking and only watched, to his own horror, as Mitsu went tumbling to the ground.

Neko stepped forward in an attempt to rectify his mistake but his legs froze up and his mouth moved to words that refused to be heard. In truth, he really didn't know what to say as he stared at Mitsu on the floor. "I...I....I didn't mean...." He looked at the hand that still stung from the strike wondering if he was telling the truth. In the back of his mind he had meant it, he had struck out with purpose even when he realised it was Mitsu. Or was that just the demon side of him talking? Enjoying the pain and chaos that Neko so easily created.

The strike had been quick leaving Mitsu dazed as she had hit the floor. It was honestly all like a bad dream but instead of seeing Neko she saw a familiar face, one with glasses and an evil smile. Shaking a little she collected herself off the floor and sat in place looking up at Neko's apologetic face. There were no tears, no crying, just a sad face as she looked up at Neko. Maybe she thought she deserved it?

(This may be a bit much drama for the moment Iono XD; If so I will change it)

There was a sick satisfaction when Yuki felt his fist hit its mark, and the arrogant grin the graced his lips was a clear sign of it. He merely stood in wait for Neko to get to his feet again, arms still raised, fists balled and ready. On, indeed. He tuned out the rest of them, shouting and pleading of them not to fight.

"Let's see you make me." Yuki spat in response to Neko's threat, though from the look of him one would already assume that one punch was well enough for the battle to be over. He was frequently wiping away fresh blood with the back of one hand. The pain in his nose had almost grown numb, though whether that was adrenaline or otherwise would only be known after the excitement had died down.

He was ready to dodge this time, duck underneath one of Neko's punches and give him good reason to rethink his course of action. His eyes were locked on Neko's drawn fist, focused on determining its path once it was hurled toward him.

And then Blade interfered. Dammit. "Get out of the way!" Yuki barked at him, in fact he advanced and had full intention to shove him away and continue this senseless brawl. He felt fingers wrapped around one of his wrists, and he quickly looked over his shoulder to see Poke. He pulled roughly against her grasp, wrenching his arm free and growling lightly to himself. He knew they shouldn't be fighting, but dammit, Neko could have very well broken his nose and that wasn't something that could quite so easily be brushed off as a harmless slap.

"What has gotten into you!?" Yuki gave a start, and almost cringed when he looked over his shoulder again. Hitsu was standing in the doorway to the adjacent room, looking very unhappy. How long had she been standing there?

A second later, Neko had struck someone that wasn't him, and Yuki felt his stomach lurch as he looked away from Poke to see Mitsu falling to the floor. "What the hell are you doing!?" At first, Yuki wasn't sure if it really was an accident. Though, after staring in shock for a second he appeared to be apologetic. "Nice work, jackass." He murmured, glaring at him with a look of contempt.

Hitsu had given a startled yelp when Mitsu had been struck, though Blade was the first to offer to help her up so she only stood and watched worriedly. She frowned, and cast a glare at Neko. Scolding words, somehow, did not pass her lips. Mostly because she'd only recently been awakened by all of the shouting, and had yet to fully become coherent.

[I'll post for Deacon next time. For real. D; I have to go to sleep now.]

It pissed her off to no end that Riyo's words went unnoticed to the ears of the two ninnies fighting over God knows what. Her fist balled up subconsciously and she was about to take a step forward to shove said fist in one of their faces, but she froze. Her ears stood up on end as she eyed Neko.

Her pupils grew wide until her iris's were virtually invisible behind the black. The people in the room faded out, except for Neko and Mitsu. Their voices went mute... The forms changed. A familiar little girl took the place of Mitsu while Neko was replaced with a worn down looking woman. SMACK.

Riyo promptly covered her mouth with both hands as Mitsu fell to the floor. Shock and fear now clearly visible in the feline's face...

Then her vision faded back in. There stood everyone. Most looking quite pissed.

They're falling apart, Riyo. And so are you... Or are you finally piecing yourself together?

Riyo didn't stick around to see how this situation played out. She grabbed her tank top from the bathroom, threw it on, and walked to the door. "I need some fresh air." And with that, she disappeared out the door. It was a little unlike her. In any usual situation, she would've decked Neko for doing something like that. But right now, she just needed to step away from them, even if it was just outside the room.

After getting a closer look at Mitsu, Blade shook his head at Poke, feeling somewhat relieved that the girl hadn't been bloodied up like the two cat boys. Once she was back on her feet, he looked towards Neko and let out a sigh. He still had no clue what set him off like that, but he supposed that he was a bit high strung because of what happened the night before.

He glanced over towards Riyo as she stepped out of the room, then turned his attention back to the others. At least things have calmed down for now. So then he faced Mitsu and Yuki, taking note of the latter's bloodied up face.

"You might want to get cleaned up there," he said to Yuki, "Do either of you need some ice? I'll see what I can find if that's the case."

The thief would have asked Neko as well, but the guy was already out cold again on the ground. Though, he supposed someone should go ahead and clean up the blood off his face soon.

Deacon let his arm fall to his side quietly and tilted his head to gesture toward the hotel door, "Of course. I planned to find out if this establishment was as classy in food preparation as they are in design." True, he'd not given a damn to have just gone and picked up a cheap bite somewhere at one of the lower class cafes, but she certainly would not have accompanied him there. Therefore, he had no choice but to comply with her expensive tastes.

He only smiled as she complimented his name, and offered a curious glance to her when she introduced herself. "It is a pleasure, Lady Monique." Something struck him as strange, but he brushed it off. He'd met people with stranger names, for sure. With all of the odd customs and languages on their continent, it was hard to tell what you'd be hearing next.

"After you." He offered once he'd gotten to the door, opening it and standing aside to allow her to enter ahead of him.

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The two did little more than stare as Neko tried to apologize to Mitsu, and shortly thereafter lost consciousness yet again. Yuki heard Hitsu gasp once Neko had hit his knees, but the reaction was not shared by him. "I say we leave him there." He grumbled, not really caring if anyone thought low of him for saying so.

He shrugged lightly to Blade's offer of ice, though the cleaning up part was high on his list of priorities. "Don't see what good it's gonna do, I'll be lucky enough if it's not broken..." He stepped away and to the bathroom, filling the sink to clean his hands and face.

At first Mitsu didn't know how to react to Neko falling to the floor beyond looking around Blade to see if it was safe to emerge. Her cheek still stung a little as she pressed a hand to it feeling the warmth that welled up there. For a few short moments she looked at Neko before she turned and headed for the door as Riyo had and left. Her intentions were unknown as she closed the door behind herself quietly and headed down the hall in silence.

A few minutes later would prove her goal all to well though as she came back to the room with Tobi in tow. She knocked on the door lightly since she did not have a key and waited Tobi sitting quietly at her side. It hadn't been easy getting him in. She had found him just where they had left him but she had to sneak him past the lady at the reception desk and the bell boys that walk the halls almost like guards. It was a lot of ducking behind corners and hiding behind plants.

Noticing that mitsu had brought in tobi, poke signed and got up, picking up the pitcher of water and, with some hunting around cuboards, a plate. She filled up the plate with water and, walking past mitsu and tobi she placed the water near the dog.

"Tobi proably hasn't had anything to eat or drink in a while" she mentioned to mitsu. "I'm gonna go on a food hunt again." She was hungry, and wanted to have some personal time. There had been to much action happening, even for her. With that, she walked out the door and down the halway in search of the food quarters.

Hitsu was distracted trying to help Yuki with his nose, having followed when he hadn't shut the door behind him, much to his dismay, or she might have seen Mitsu go. "Is it broken?" She had asked, reaching up to try and pull the towel from his face to see the damage. "Let me see! You should let Blade get you some ice, so it doesn't swelll any more."

"Get off, I'm fi- OW!" He in trying to jerk his hands from her grasp, he managed to bump his face a little rougher than he'd have liked. "Quit pestering me!" He shooed her out the door and locked it behind her. She really had taken over the motherly nagging once theirs could no longer provide it.

Hitsu stared at the closed door, frowning in her frustration. "Fine, I'll be sure to laugh at you when your face is all puffy." She turned to notice the absence of Mitsu from where she'd stood previously, and looked around for her for a minute or two. She was a bit concerned, considering what had just transpired.

However, it wasn't long before Mitsu had returned, and with the dog that Hitsu had managed to temporarily forget about. "Tobi!" She exclaimed in a squeal, stepping quickly out of his way as he galloped past. She laughed at the dog, and looked to Mitsu with a smile. "I'm glad he didn't get lost again, I was afraid he'd wander off if we weren't outside with him." She went to the dog and knelt down next to him as he drank and petted him as well. "Tobi is a good boy." She nodded to Poke when she mentioned going to get something to eat, "Alright." Apparently, she wanted to go on her own, so Hitsu just went back to paying attention to Tobi, scratching him behind the ears.

"We could give him some of the leftovers from last night, I'll bet he'd like those." She suggested.

"Oh, for the love of..." Yuki grumbled once he'd exited the bathroom. He sounded funny, thanks to the washcloth he still held firmly over his nose. Miraculously, nothing was broken, but bleeding and swelling were still concerns. He'd heard the barking, probably along with everyone else within the next eight rooms, but had desperately tried to tell himself that he was going to walk out and not find a dog in their company. Too bad. "Get that stinking mutt out of here." He demanded, not that he could really prove that his statement held truth... He was unable to smell anything right now, after all.

He went ignored, at least by Hitsu, who had already gotten up to sift through the bags for any leftover treats that might be good for Tobi. There was certainly plenty of bread left over, so one of the first things she turned to offer him was about half a loaf of bread. "Want some of this, Tobi?" She asked, as though he could offer a verbal answer, wiggling the bread down within his reach for him to come over and take.