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Emily watched, noticing the magic but said nothing, though her fur slightly bristled. She nodded. "Nice to meet you...Max. Name's Emily Vulpintaur."

Markal looked over as soon as he heard the strange words. He could tell they had power and wasn't surprised when the fox's wounds seemed to just disappear. He let out a low whistle, impressed. "Wish I could do magic. Thankfully I heal pretty quick on my own though."

Other than this comment, he didn't really do anything with the others. He had drinks to pour and anyways they didn't need him.

For a moment Tuich's brow furrowed, then she dipped her head respectfully. "Well met, Emily Vulpintaur."

Max became all the more interested in Tuich's magic or rather...Talent "Ah, so something you may have been born with?" he asked and then turned to Emily "Pleasure to meet the two of you, by the way."

Tuich flushed a little at Max's question. "No, it... it came later." Her hair stirred and the borrowed cloak rippled briefly in an unfelt breeze. "I meant I've never studied or anything. Truth told, I'm still trying to figure a lot of it out," she finished with a shrug.

As Luna obversed the women, she felt it again. The fimilar sense of something foreign and not of this world, yet powerful all together.
"Tuich...just who are you?" She mumbled under her breath, her eyes watching over the situation dutifully.

Eventually having her fill of just watching, Luna approached the small group, still being polite as ever.
"You have an amazing gift Tuich," She praised her new aqquantice with a kind smile. Her eyes eventually fell upon Max and Emily and she gave both a small smile.
"If your injuries weren't too bad, may I ask what caused them?" Luna spoke, her curiosity peaked once again.

Tuich nodded at Luna. "I can understand why you'd call it that."

"Sorry about walking off like that before, I didn't know how serious Max's injuries were and... oh, I'm sorry. Do you all know each other? This is Max and Emily," she said, gesturing to each in turn. "Emily, Max, this is Luna."

Introductions completed, she quietly took a half-step back as if to let the others get acquainted.

Emily squinted at Tuich "You look familiar... Have we met before?"

Arashi crossed his arms and fell silent. It's not that he wasn't impressed by Tuich's healing power, he just felt tired from meeting so many new people in one day. It exhausted him for some reason. He was done speaking with Markal, as he seemed to have work to do. He then shot a glance at Luna, before returning to their table, grabbing his tail so it wouldn't be stepped on, on his way.

He sat down releasing his tail. A sudden burning sensation on his right arm caught his attention. He rolled up the sleeve and examined it. There were odd markings, of a foreign language, spread across his arm. From a quick glance, they appeared to be tattoos, but if one were to look closer, they could see that they were actually apart of his skin. They were glowing a bright red, stinging Arashi's skin. He brushed across his arm with his fingers. Hot to the touch. He then dropped his sleeve and sat back, biting his lip in concern. What could this mean? He thought, almost anxious to hear an answer from Hakai. He set his eyes upon Luna, who seemed to be in the middle of a conversation with Tuich, the fox, and vixentaur.

((OOC: Hmm... I almost want to bring my other character into this, but I'm not sure if I should I really have a ton of characters I need to add to this website. From Arashi's book, and plenty others. I'm pretty sure I won't RP as half of them, if I did though. Even more than half would be sitting there doing nothing, lol.))

(OOC: I have no problem with multiple characters)

At Emily's question Tuich looked around, confused, then put her hand to her chest. "Me?" she asked in surprise. "Surely not, I only got here last night. And you're the first... person like you I've ever seen. Your race... species... however it's said... doesn't exist where I came from or where I've been."

"Max, yes," she said, gesturing at him briefly, "Kitsune live far from my homeland but they travel, and I've met a few. Maybe not the same," she said with an apologetic head dip to the man, "but similar enough to be familiar to my eye."

"No, we definitely haven't met. Maybe you saw me on the street earlier? I wandered around a while before I came in here."

(OOC @Arashi: I'm new here so my views carry no weight, but I have no problem with it either. It's done a lot in the RPGs I'm in and it's never been a problem.)

((OOC: Another demon? How wonderful~ ))

Luna flashed both Emily and Max a smile.
"It's a pleasure to meet you two," She spoke before continuing to listen to Tuich. There she goes again, speak of not being of this place... Luna thought to herself. Something just didn't add up with this women. Her magic, her aura and even her person was...different.

But maybe Luna was just being too curious and needed to continue to be the polite and kind priestess instead of a nosey lady. Mumbling, she quickly excused herself and made her way back to the table where Arashi sat. She opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself when she saw the look of worry in his eye.
"What's wrong?" She lowered her voice in case something bad was about to happen.

"I'm not sure, it's just...just my arm..." He grabbed his forearm. "I really don't know. It just stings like hell." He winced and removed his hand, when the burning sensation returned. "Let's just try not to start anything. I don't think it's that big of a deal." He spoke in a low voice. He could feel something cold running down his upper arm. Welling up around...his scar. He touched the spot where the scar was, then removed his hand. Crimson blood, tinged with black The blood soaked through his sleeve, and ran down his arm. "What could this mean...?" He said, under his breath, expecting a worried reaction from Luna.

Max glanced over at Luna and rubs his head "Well, let's just say I ran into some troublesome creatures that I took down, but one made me lose my footing and I managed to fall down some sharp areas. But nothing too sharp luckily enough." upon seeing Tuich also mention Kitsunes, he said "Ah, I'm no kitsune. I'm just merely a wandering fox that is looking to deal with trouble." Max looked at his arms and the cuts on his hoodie where the wounds once were "I do admittedly get myself into a fair few tough situations corrections aside..."

Carrying a bucket of water and a rag, Markal made his way over to the fox and Tuich. "Uh, Hi I'm Markal. Sorry to interrupt you guys but I'm supposed to clean this blood up before it stains." Of course, the serving girl working tonight was too squeamish to do it so that left him.

Markal wrinkled his nose as it caught a whiff of something...foul. He glanced up and was startled to see that there was blood running down Arashi's arm. I didn't see him get wounded. He wondered what the blood was and why it was tinged with black.

"Hm, no matter." He dismissed it, "though I should probably bandage this up..." Arashi didn't need a bandage too badly, and didn't want to get in anyone's way, so he stayed seated and rolled up his sleeve again, taking a closer look at his bleering scar...

He stiffened as he felt a sudden eerie presence enter the tavern, and looked disappointed when another hooded figure strolled in.

This one was dark, ominous, and very mysterious. He realised it wasn't a human, immediately, from the shape of the figure's legs, and the obvious muzzle, jutting out of the hood. It walked closer to him, and somehow, Arashi knew, it was not an average creature. Not a creature of light. It was like him. It sat in a chair not far from him, and seemed to survey every one in the room. A dark grey tail, with blue and white tips, swished around beneath them, Who in the world...? Arashi thought, letting his sleeve drop again.

A disgusted look spread across Alx's face. Humans. A lot of them... He then turned in the direction of the vixentaur and fox, Mostly. He curled his lip and looked to a boy at a table, next to a girl. He was staring. Filthy... Wait. Horns? A demon, huh?Well, that's an exception, but what an idiot, showing his horns off like that. I'd better not reveal myself too quickly. That would be foolish of me.

He put on a normal, yet slightly distasteful expression, and glanced to a young man, cleaning up the blood that the fox, nearby, appeared to have lost. He payed the boy no mind, and looked back at the foxes. Neither of those foxes are bad lookin', though the female is a bit different. He licked his lips, Perhaps I should visit the bar? He thought, glancing to the counter, noticing another person, in oddly bright clothing, also standing over the fox. Yeesh, I wonder why they're all so...fascinated.

Tuich looked up as Markal approached, giving him a smile. She nodded when he explained that he needed to clean the table. "Of course. Markal, this is Emily and Max."

The tavern door opened as she was making introductions, and she instinctively glanced over her shoulder. The glance became a longer look, and she turned with an expression of puzzlement on her face.

The obscuring cloak worn by the new arrival didn't hide everything. It revealed enough to make it clear the wearer wasn't human. But Tuich had seen plenty of non-humans in her young life; that wasn't what caught her attention. It was Arashi, back at his table with Luna, one sleeve pulled up and arm bleeding.

"Oh my! Excuse me, please," she said to the three before crossing the room to the other table. "Arashi," she said with concern, "what happened? You're bleeding!" He had let his sleeve fall back down, so she could only see the blood stain as it slowly spread on the fabric. She started to reach out, then her hand paused halfway to him. "May I?"

(OOC @Arashi: I have no idea if her healing would/should work in this case. Good/evil doesn't matter, but your condition is... special. She'll try (if you allow) regardless.)

Seeing the dark coloration of the blood and Tuich reach to touch, to mend the wound, Luna's hand suddenly gripped her wrist in a tight grip to stop her from advancing further.
"Stop," Her voice cold, but serious. "Don't touch him. Even if your healing abilities are strong it won't do much..." Her eyes harden as she stared at the blood. Black, dark, ichor-like. She had seen this before, only once but even then it wasn't this bad...
"Healing isn't what you need..."She mumbled softly, lost in her thoughts on what could possibly be done.