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Katsu was a little stunned when the man started on his tirade. One, because he hadn't realized that his own words could have sounded offensive enough to set someone off like that, and two... his language was absolutely foul! If Katsu had ever spoken like that within earshot of his parents he'd have been picking himself out of the nearest wall he had just been slapped into. So to see this man just open up with so much foul language in a near constant stream of rage and hatred just stopped Katsu in his tracks for a long moment, even after the other man had tried to defuse the situation.

Blinking once or twice Katsu shook his head, realizing that Kumiko was now whimpering in the corner and hyperventilating. The stress of the situation had to be horrible for her, since she was so shy and averse to conflict. Katsu really thought he should remove from this situation all together, and he was sort of grateful that the man had chosen his words to tell Katsu to get out.

Bowing once more Katsu spoke in mollifying tones, "Ah, please forgive my rudeness sirs. I meant no disrespect, I'm simply trying to keep an eye out for my friend. Of course it is your house, so I'll leave as you ask. I'll just collect my friend and then I'll be away as you like."

Katsu would move into the home just enough to come within arm's distance of Kumiko, and he would offer her his hand to take, "Come on Kumiko, I know a nice quiet park you can relax at." There was a slight hint of command in Katsu's voice mixed in with his gentle tone and offer of a place of peace. Katsu knew that Kumiko had such a hard time making decisions when it came to people, at least so far as he had seen, so he figured he'd give her an out on the choice by making it for her. Of course at the same time he offered his hand Katsu would send out his own Soul energy to gently touch Kumiko. It would anchor his spirit to hers, and to Kumiko it would be like Katsu was that much more familiar and comforting a presence, perhaps somewhat like the brother she had before...

Assuming Kumiko would indeed take Katsu's hand he would guide her out the door, stopping once to turn back and speak, "Sorry for the trouble sirs, enjoy your pancakes and your day." Katsu would then close the door and begin leading Kumiko towards that park he had spoken of...

SPOILER: Click to show

Used on Kumiko:
Charming Soul
Rank: "B"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: You tether part of your soul with the soul of another. This bond makes your target friendly to you.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user streams out a piece of their soul in a ray effect to the distance of 15 meters plus 5 meters per class level. User targets only 1 target at a time. When the user strikes the attack they create a tethered bond between the souls making the target friendly to the user. User may not move further than the distance they can perform the technique or else the tether will be disrupted. This technique only works on one target at a time. This technique lasts for 4 hours per class level. If the target is a class higher than the user this technique will not work. This technique adds a +2 TP per post to Doubutsu Kougi 動物交宜 (Animal Friendship), Doubutsu Satori 動物覚り (Animal Understanding), Doubutsu Chīmuwāku (Animal Teamwork) technique as long as the user gains at least 5 TP within the post. Attacking the target will disrupt and stop the technique.
Limit: Must be a Soulcaster.

[Haruaki :o)]

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Haruaki sighed, leaning against the counter. He noticed Kohaku fuming against him with a fallen expression, he looked down at him for a while as Katsu spoke to Kumiko in the politest of ways, but no matter how hard he stared at him, Kohaku's eyes wouldn't leave their guests. The clown frowned, looking down at his feet. He was reminded of how he looked, like he was naked or something, so in a final desperate act to relay their innocence, he picked up his hands from the counter he was leaning on. This did, however, grab Kohaku's attention, due to the sudden fall he took when his post sunk further away against the counter.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Kohaku breathed, standing up straight to look down at Haruaki's moving hands. The clown said nothing as he put his hands on the folded part of his cover-up, that fell at his lap. Kohaku felt his face flush as the older began to undo the only thing he thought was on Haruaki's body. The words that Katsu spoke for a third time simply washed over him, in one ear and out the other, a mere muffled voice that he could barely make out through the slushy drums he could suddenly hear pounding in his ears.

"Fuckin', Haruaki, what-" the blanket fell around his ankles and he stifled a gasp. When he saw that he was wearing pants, he froze for a second, his mouth open as he stammered.

"You dumb fucking slut, I thought you were naked, why would you do that to me!? Oh, don't worry Kohaku, I'm just going to fucking take off this blanket! And although you fucking think I'll be letting it all hang loose, I'm wearing motherfucking pants under neath!" He ranted, throwing his arms every which way, causing a scene in his own kitchen. Haruaki only chuckled warmly as he proceeded. "I thought my heart was going to explode out of my chest into a thousand multicoloured rainbow-clouds and drizzle my disgustingly bright red blood everywhere all over the place thanks to your slow-ass show! I can still feel my heart beating, you sick son a bitch! Why are you laughing!? Does this amuse you!? Does my making a fool out of myself amuse you, you big bag of dicks! You're so fucking lucky I actually care about you, or your head would be on a silver platter! I think I might just go to my actual house and stay with my parents for a few days! STOP LAUGHING!"

The only reason he had continued was because he himself had begun to smirk, he had to try not to laugh as he came up with ridiculous things to say. He'd assumed Kumiko had left with Katsu and, although it pained him in the weirdest of ways, he ignored it and laughed with Haruaki. His once raspy, angry voice was now thrown into a pitch of delight as he giggled with Haruaki, who had managed to pull him into a hug.[/justify][/ul][/font]

[Kumiko | Yuki]

As Kumiko cowered in her corner, the vile and sporadic scene played out in front of her. It was obvious to her that Katsu just wanted to take Kumi and be on his way, but she wasn't exactly the most willing of people.

"Ah, please forgive my rudeness sirs. I meant no disrespect, I'm simply trying to keep an eye out for my friend. Of course it is your house, so I'll leave as you ask. I'll just collect my friend and then I'll be away as you like." His speech sounded sincere at least, and Kumiko took it as a fraction of hope; at least one person in this hellish place could keep calm. Even so, Kumiko only moved a few inches towards Katsu, reluctant to tumble into Harukai's little rampant terror, no matter how nice he had been before.

"Come on Kumiko, I know a nice quiet park you can relax at." Usually Kumiko would've felt threatened by such a command; following a stranger around was not really her forte, per se, but there was something about his... tone that willed Kumiko to move closer. He seemed so genuinely friendly that she couldn't believe why on earth she hadn't wanted to escape with him before.

However, she hadn't forgotten about the two men she'd met earlier either.

"Fuckin', Haruaki, what-" As Kumiko's tiny brain churned towards the couple, she saw the fiendish motives of the psychotic Harukai. She stared in horror as he slowly unhooked his towel - the only clothing he had at the moment; a factoid that Kumiko was trying to ignore. She gasped as it drooped to floor, leaving what she thought would be a stark naked Kohaku.

She even screamed a bit, unable to bare to the thought of such a traumatic sequence of events occurring. It even occurred to her what Harukai would've done if he was. At last, the scene had become too much; she couldn't stand so much drama all at once. So as the two babbled, on and Katsu beckoned her to follow, Kumiko's mind shut down once again, leaving her red face with matching hair to fall limp, nearing Katsu.

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These men were just weird Katsu decided to himself. Katsu was raised in a more standard family environment, with strict but loving parents and two infuriating sisters. Homosexuality was foreign to him, as was the foul language of these two homosexuals, although Katsu didn't realize they were such. Heck, simple sexuality was a very new concept to Katsu's thirteen year old mind, so when Haruaki dropped his sheet/towel thing to reveal he had pants Katsu was a little non-plussed.

Of course Kumiko was older and more mature, understanding what the show was for. It caused her to faint on the spot, and Katsu had to stumble forward to catch Kumiko in his arms before she hit the floor. Once she was secure Katsu put a hand to her throat, checking her pulse, then to her forehead, checking her temperature. Both within normal levels; no apparent damage had been done to her. She simply fainted. Katsu recalled the first time she fainted in his presence, it was in a similarly high stress situation.

So she just needs some time to sleep it off and wake up in a calm place.. Katsu thought to himself as he hoisted her into the air, holding her in his arms as he headed for the door, ignoring the giggling of the two men. She definitely didn't need to wake up around those two or she'd faint right away again...

[EXIT with Unconscious Kumiko assuming no interruption]

[Kumiko | Yuki]

[EXIT]

[Haruaki :o)]

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He didn't even close the door. God...dammit. Kohaku snorted, walking over to the door and grabbing the knob, glaring out at the barely visible blur of them leaving. He shut the door quietly. "Jerk.."

"He's just all up and lookin' out for his motherfuckin' best friend, brother."
"Fuck, like I care."
"I'd do the same for you, lil fucker."
Kohaku snorted and covered his mouth as he grinned. "Shut up, asshole<3"[/justify][/ul]

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