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Fantasy (。◕‿◕。)The Lunar Lotus Inn(。◕︵◕。) [All Are Welcome~]

Takara Hiroji

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Although it had taken him quite some time to be able to reach the inn even in his condition, after ridding the area of those strange creatures from the lake. Eventually, Takara was finally able to return to the large establishment with carrying Khaleesi in his embrace the whole while, luckily throughout that battle; he had only received small addition wounds and none of the wounds that the nurse employee wrapped the innkeeper in the bandages had reopened during the conflict. Carrying her the whole back towards the building, without so much as a care he had no real choice other then to simply open up the doorway using his foot rather then his occupied hands at the moment. The instant he had stepped into the main large lobby of the building; his usual violet gaze had ended up landing upon what had seemed to had been thee males, three of which he had barely even recognized too much; guessing that they were all new guests at the inn. Takara had approached them with Khaleesi still unconscious in his arms the entire time being. Giving all of the trio a bow of respects even through his ragged and dirtied clothing from the battle, he would speak to them through the best of his own ability without losing consciousness immediately. "Hello sirs. My apologies for my current conditions. Welcome to The Lunar Lotus Inn. I will attend to any of your needs as soon as possible, if you require a room; keys are all right behind the front desk right over by the doorway. Please help yourself to any of the keys and the key itself shall show you the way to your rooms. If you require any other assistance, I shall be with you as soon as I possibly can. I must attend to one of my employees here at this very moment before hand. Once again, my deepest of apologies." As he had spoken with the most politeness as he possibly could give; Takara had wasted none of his time to make his way over towards the nurse's office before laying the unconscious woman upon the large bed.


Tending to her wounds to the best of his own ability without disturbing her privacy by taking care of any of the wounds if there were any underneath her clothing obviously. Making sure to apply some medical ointment onto her wounds before wrapping them in the bandages, he took as much time as he possibly could to tend to her before letting her rest upon the bed for her healing and the bandages to do the rest of the work.



After doing so and making sure she was alright, the young innkeeper had simply nodded to himself before slowly making his way to leave the office; closing the door behind him before he had left for her privacy of rest. Next, was to see how the other female guest was doing; Mira. Although she had asked to be alone earlier, Takara had still preferred to make sure his guests or anyone in general was completely alright before he would even think of leaving them alone for too long of a period of time. Soon enough, as he had taken simply a few minutes to reach the doorway into his own room; the light that had once been on within the room had seemed to had been off due to it not shining at the bottom of the doorway, finding this strange; Takara had simply knocked twice upon the door behind fully entering the room and finding nothing more then what had seemed to had been Mira laying in a completely darkened room and the only light radiating off of her. With his own violet gaze widening in shock of how his own weaponry hadn't noticed this change in the balance of the room. Rather then waiting, just in case that this light was dangerous to the woman; Takara had wasted no time to rush over to the bed side, making sure not to touch her in case it was some sort of defensive measure.
"M-Miss Mira?!...ar-are you alright?"

@PixieDusts

@Mirage



@Stormyface


@Yura


@Ichijou Raku




 
Garry nodded. He walked through where the keys are and picked one. With that, he has nothing to worry about. Bringing his backpack, he kept his guard on until someone attempts to attack him. He kept his hands close to the daggers.


@happydeath
 

Khaleesi was awake in Takara's arms. She didn't want to move, being that she did just wake up from a fight. She sighed as he left and opened her tightly shut eyes. The short woman looked at the bandages and smiled brightly, moving her hands over to the counter before she fell onto the floor with a thud. A groan escaped her lips as she crawled to the wall, pressing her back against it. She sighed though, her eyes seemed to be filled with sadness as she shook her head and laughed. She took off her clothing and started to bandage herself. Every second she moved she winced in the utmost pain. Her smile was gone, it had faded into a look of pain. She sighed lightly and grabbed her side, placing a half shirt on. It wasn't to show off her body, or the bandages, it was to make sure that she wouldn't be so hurt from the tightness of a shirt. She moved down to her legs, the bandages wrapped around then shook as she put on some sweats, not wanting anything to look weird, but she was comfortable.


The short nurse moved her way out the door, a few minutes after Mr. Takara. She was planning on saying thank you to Mr. Takara, but didn't want to bug him at this moment. She shook her head, noticing a few young boys as she sat at one of the tables, a growl of pain escaped her lips as she sat there, leaning against the chair in pain. Her eyes glistened as she shook her head, her eyes shimmered in the light as she looked at the group of boys, her smile still plastered on her face, yet on the inside she was in pain... and lots of it.







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Mirage




Voices swarmed her head as Mirage groggily turned her head to the side, meeting the violet hues of Takara. She couldn't make out a single word that left his mouth and instead, raised her hand to weakly wave at him. Her eyes fluttered as she struggled to keep her eyes open and, with a strained laugh, she gathered enough energy to relight the room.



Her dark blue eyes widened as the light around her began pulsing rapidly. "
Don't worry, I'm in perfectly good condition. And don't call me 'miss'." She blinked, wondering how insane she was to attempt to make light conversation in her current state. But alas, being serious at the times you needed to be serious made matters much worse than they already were.


"
I hope I'm not blinding you over here," Mirage added, chuckling softly as her energy was slowly renewed. However, she was unable to move at the moment and frowned as she attempted to lift herself.




@happydeath
 
Cold steel nudged against his back, freezing Cali in place for a moment. Only his eyes narrowed to show his displeasure at being so abruptly stopped in his soul searching. Funny how you could meet someone just yesterday and spill your secrets, maybe he'd been waiting for a chance to vent without knowing it? Either way this interruption was unwelcome and yet, the knife to the back inspired a certain civility. “As you wish, I'd hoped to avoid this mess tonight as...” “Shut it.” The responding grunt and shove quickly moved the rogue toward the door and out.


The lanky man paused, eyes stuck on the violet eyed beauty who seemed unperturbed by the entire situation. In fact, she seemed to almost enjoy it! The hairs on the back of his neck stood but he couldn't quite tell what about her was making him nervous, he was after all a veteran knife fighter who'd survived his fare share of back alley brawls. “This has nothin to do with you, ma'am. Jus forget we was ever here and we'll take care of our business out of sight, proper way to do things.” Despite his instincts he back away slowly and headed to follow his two companions.


Outside the white haired man was escorted to the nearest treeline midst a few shoves and colorful curses. It occurred to him that he should have probably apologized to Joselyn for dragging her into this. He wondered if she'd follow, perhaps she'd actually worry about him? Or at least be curios enough to watch? A grin almost found its way back onto his features as he passed beneath a large oak when a branch; no it was a club arced down sending Cali or was it the world into a violent spin.


The floor was soft from the fallen leaves allowing for a fairly soft landing, despite the world still swaying violently the rogues senses kicked in. Rolling aside he barely managed to avoid a second blow from that large cudgel though there seemed to be no escape from the hand-crossbow one of the burly men had produced. With a hiss the quarrel released, only to cause a slight ripple in the fog. While the man was still looking at the quivering bolt he wondered why a magnificent silver dagger suddenly appeared before his face.


With the viciousness of a wounded animal Caliban sprung up, barely registering his shift he willed his body back to the material world and brought that fine dagger across the big mans face. Behind him the cudgel wielder gasped and further back the lanky mercenary was still approaching, alarmed by the sudden commotion.

 
Takara Hiroji

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Standing there before the woman as she had attempted to raise her hand to even slightly wave at the young white haired innkeeper, he had only watched with concern. As long as she hadn't attempted to sit up or anything, he would keep his own slight distance to give the woman her only personal space. Just as she had taken her gaze upon him though, the once pitch dark room had soon immediately brighten back up to it's original lightness. As Mira had spoken though right after that her condition was perfectly alright and not to call her by the title of 'Miss' there was no need for some kind of genius to know that the woman's condition obviously wasn't 'perfectly fine' that sound her of her own strained laughter was plenty enough to tell that she still needed rest no doubt. Although he hadn't stated anything as such and simply allowed the woman to lay there, it had seemed that even Mira hadn't wished to be called by 'Miss'; that was two people now, first Khaleesi and now Mira. 'I swear. I think...people are offended by that.' As Takara had questioned himself on that thought, even if the woman would not wish to be called as such; it didn't change that he wouldn't call others by their titles if he met them; at least until told otherwise.


Once the woman had brought up a slight joking manner about hoping she had not blinded him with the light; Takara would've been unable to help himself but to let a low chuckle leave from his lips before shaking his head.
"Ah. No need to worry about me Mis-..Mira. I am alright, however you should not move too much. You will need some more rest. Would you like anything? Food, more water?" As he had questioned the woman before him; the innkeeper had wished to make sure each of his guests were all attended to as well as making sure to go check up upon his employee; Khaleesi to see if she was alright before he would even decide to head back to the temple just yet.




@Mirage

 
Mirage




"
I won't need much," Mirage chuckled as she listened to the innkeeper's concern for her well being. She pushed herself upward, wobbling slightly, and let out a small breath.


"
Actually, I'd like some sweet potatoes." She flashed him a grin and winced as her movements inflicted more pain upon her. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep this conversation light. Pushing away the thought, she made her way to the door as gracefully as she was able to. It was best for her to leave before she intruded before.




@happydeath
 
Reinhard,finally able to awake soon wear his clothe again,closing his room.For today,is objective was to find back the nurse who help him the last day to thanks her gratefully.As he walk down he finally found and join her,laying down his head in a sign of respect.





"I wanna see you since you were able to help me the last day finding my room.I didn't had the time to thanks you the last time and i hope that i didn't hurt your feeling,and you not see me as a reckless person.My name is Reinhard" he say smiling getting up his head again





@PixieDusts
 
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Takara Hiroji

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Standing before the woman as she had stated at first that she wouldn't need much, the innkeeper had only remained silent as he had watched as to how the woman had attempted to stand up. Easily noticing the condition due to the wobbling of her legs, Takara would only let a low gasp escape from his lips as he rushed forward to make sure that if the woman were to fall from any pain, she wouldn't be hitting the floor. Being careful not to lay a hand upon her unless she had fallen; it wasn't until she had spoken up that Takara had slowly stood back up straight and nodded his head as she had stated that she had wanted the sweet potatoes. "Ah. Right away Mira. Uhm..but please, do not strain yourself. You must rest. I plead you that you lay down and rest Mis-- Mira. I shall bring the potatoes up for you, feel free to use my restroom if you wish. Just please do not open up the closet." As he had stated his words in concern, Takara had kept trying to keep the woman from going towards the doorknob of the exit of his room; with the condition that she was within slightly similar to the wounded condition of Khaleesi. Speaking of which, he had still needed to check on her as soon as he was done with helping out Mira and getting her to be able to rest before he would finally soon return to the temple.




@Mirage

(sorry for the unbelievable shortness x.x my brain turned to mush from work today xD )​
 
Nodding, Yura excused himself shyly taking a key as it begins guiding him to his room, a comfortable bed, small table with a chair, and a bathroom with accutrements all ensured the mage would be comfortable despite his wound. "Ah..what a lovely room." he said quietly to himself entering and then sitting moving his shirt and robe seeing the wound on his side.


A wound to be seen as if a struggle had occured like he was to be mugged or kidnapped. Seems he was mistaken for a royal or young boy with his appearance and accordingly targeted by a vagabond.
 
Mirage




"
I don't want to invade your personal space." Mirage straightened her back, stopping as the innkeeper prevented her from leaving the room. She let out a soft sigh and retreated to the chair she once resided in. As he mentioned the terms of her stay, her eyes widened as she glanced over at the closet that had shaken so violently.


"
I don't wish to trouble you any further," she murmured, a frown on her face. "After all, I've made such a large mess. I will compensate for any damages." Despite feeling somewhat downcast, Mirage gave the innkeeper a smile and leaned back, caressing her forehead with her fingers. Her body shook slightly as another wave of pain coursed through her and she took a deep breath as she closed her eyes in agony.


She remained silent, unsure if the innkeeper would question her state of being and how she landed herself in such a state. The subject was an uneasy one, but if needed, she would be able to speak.
But the past should remain in the dark...shouldn't it?




@happydeath (No worries! Don't overwork yourself~)
 
Takara Hiroji

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Once the woman had decided to finally make her way back towards her seat that she had once been sitting upon earlier whenever the innkeeper had been summoned as his duplicate by the small ice bird which had still been perched upon the table as to where the woman had drawn her picture earlier. As the woman had stated that she had not wished to intrude on his own personal space, Takara had simply shook his head in response to the best of his ability while he kept his usual kind and sincere smile across his lips the whole while. "No need to concern yourself with that Mira...You seem as though you require help and rest, and you are helping me anyway with my own issue at the moment with the crystal you had given me. I must repay your kindness somehow.." Of course, as he had stated these words, it was obviously not just the fact that the woman was going to help him but just since this had been his ordinary nature to help those that were in need, soon enough though as Mira had stated that she had not wish to trouble him even further as well as that she had caused such a mess and such; Takara had only remained silent until the woman closed her own eyes before he would actually step up to her seat. Placing his right palm upon her shoulder, if the woman were to actually had looked up; his own warm smile would be plastered across his face as he only nodded his head at first. "Mira, you must relax. You have not caused any trouble whatsoever to me or I doubt anyone here." Even as he had spoken, it wasn't until the woman had actually shaken that a bit further bit of concern had fallen upon the young white haired innkeeper; he debated on whether or not it was right for him to ask anything of the woman however, the thought of just leaving her to suffer was not in his nature whatsoever. "Mira...a-are you alright? You seem to be in quite the amount of pain. What is happening...if I may ask." As he had questioned the woman before him, Takara had hesitated to ask such a thing of someone he barely had known, only knowing the woman as simply another guest at the inn.




@Mirage
 
Mirage




As a response to the innkeeper's reassuring touch, Mirage tilted her head upwards and blinked slowly as she met the warm smile plastered on his face.
It must be difficult to be so kind all the time. The moment he asked about her state of being, the woman decided to tell him so that she could at least get the memories that were haunting her out in the open.


"
The pain will leave in its own time. And there is no need to repay me in any way," Mirage assured Takara, hoping that he would not burden himself with worrying about her. "I'm not particularly sure what is happening, but it seems that the memories I have struggled so long to keep silenced are resurfacing. If you couldn't tell already, they're being a bit of a nuisance. My actions these past few years haven't been helping much either." A small, cracked chuckle escaped her lips as she revisited the torrent of feelings that had rushed through her. What a dilemma I have found myself in.




@happydeath
 
Takara Hiroji

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After placing his palm upon the woman's shoulder to reassure her in anyway he could while he stood there, the innkeeper had kept his smile plastered across his face the whole time even after the silence once Mira had actually taken her gaze upon him. Once releasing his touch from her shoulder, he would've simply squatted down slightly upon the floor of his room while he ended up listening to her explanation about the painful sensation that the woman seemed to had been experiencing this whole time. As the woman stated that some memories of her own were coming back and practically haunting her in a way to cause her pain as well as actions she had done in the past years had not even helped the situation, Takara would've only become all the more curious as to what had been going on in her life that was causing memories to flood back in and cause pain to this extent that it had even seemed physical from how her body had reacted to it; such as the shaking.


Through the years of his training during the time when Takara had still been an angel, he had gone through quite the different sorts of lessons such as learning the different types of fighting beings could do and the different types of diseases and side affects that one could go through. Although, as he had searched through his own memories of his training, never could he figure out anything that was similar to such things that Mira was experiencing. No matter what the case was, the least he could've done at this point was to try and help out someway about this; but to do so, he would've needed to possibly know more, such as the memories itself.
"Hmm...strange. Your memories are resurfacing and this is causing you pain?...If you do not mind me asking, what kind of memories are these. Such as, what has happened if I may ask...and what type of pain are you experiencing through this? Your body maybe rejecting these memories and causing you harm from internally or mentally depending on what had happened." As he had questioned the woman before her, the innkeeper had debated on the thought that if the case with Mira was what he would've expected it to be, maybe attempting deep mediation with the innkeeper trying to channel her chi might help. Although, it was simply a possible suggestion.




@Mirage

 
Yura layed quietly on his bed and tried to rest ignoring his slight pain. "I can't..trouble anyone anymore..Everyone thinks I'm so gentle and need to be protected..I'm grateful yet.." He spoke to himself sitting up and bringing his knees to his chest. Solemnly, his eyes half shut as he sat in contemplation of what would happen. "I wonder who these people here are..And the innkeeper." He thought wondering what to do now.


He could hear activity outside, but seemed far too passive to go on his own being in a foreign area from his home, not to mention building he's never been to, let alone never frequented in any area being a traveler.
 
Mirage




She inhaled sharply as the innkeeper inquired of her past, her eyes flitting to the sides nervously. Mirage knew that if she did not tell a soul about her memories, the pain would haunt her for the rest of her life. There was no other choice but to spill the secrets she had kept for so long, but it was difficult. The faerie opened her mouth, but no words escaped her. She was far too tense, far too cautious to let herself speak of the events that riddled her. Mirage cursed inwardly, upset that her cowardice prevented her from allowing herself to forget the past. But there was another way to let him see, a method she had learned a very long time ago. She swallowed the lump in her throat, knowing that the magic she was about to use would be a tad uncomfortable for them both. Mirage would leave the choice to Takara.



"
I can show you," she spoke, her voice trembling. "But it might hurt." She extended her palm to him, so that if he may choose to see what was inside her head, he would place is hand there. If he chose that path, there would be a sharp pain and the trauma of being stripped away from her family, committing murder while controlled by another, and the rest of her bloody past, including her exile, would overtake him. Mirage closed her eyes, preparing to relive her memories if they were transported into her head and shook, unsure if this was the best of ideas.




@happydeath (Really sorry for the late reply. My sister returned from her vacation and I've been busy making her comfortable heh Cx)
 
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Takara Hiroji

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Standing before the woman as the young innkeeper had awaited for a response to his questions and suggestion of his own assistance to help her in anyway. The silence that came from the woman even as Takara had watched her own actions from where he stood had almost caused the thought that maybe the woman was uncomfortable about sharing such information with someone she barely even knew; it wasn't as though he could blame her, it wasn't like Takara had ever really told any of his own co-workers let alone any guest about his own past if he could remember anything after he had been found in the mortal realm with his own black wings. Especially if any of the guests or his own co-workers were deeply religious in some sort of way, if they had known him to be an angel in the passed and now saw him with black wings; they would've most likely thought of him as unholy and untrustworthy. So for the time being, he had kept the information to himself until he could learn more about what had happened to him fully.


Soon enough, once Mira had held her palm upwards towards him and the sounds of her words as she had stated that she would show him even if it would've hurt. Without the slightest moment of hesitation to the thought of pain. The innkeeper had simply raised his own opposite palm compared to the woman before placing it against her own. Barely so much as a moment passing after making contact with Mira's own palm. Takara's own eyes had widened as he tensed up at the sensation of painful surges shooting throughout his body for a mere moment; relaxing himself to the best of his own ability to close his eyes. The innkeeper soon allowed himself to go through the memories that Mira had seemed to had been painfully facing the entire time. Watching the murder, being exiled, committing things that she had no control over, as he had gone through this; even if it had pained him to witness these sights, Takara would go through every bit of it as he possibly could until the very end. Once the memories had faded and the innkeeper would allowed to finally pull his palm back; he had nearly been left panting out of breath as he clenched the very fist that had touched her palm just to keep himself steady and avoid the trembling.



Bringing his attention fully back upon Mira once he had collected himself, concern filled his gaze as he had bowed his head deeply towards her out of respects once more.
"By the gods...my deepest apologies Mira. You have been through so much...you are truly a strong being to still have your sanity after what you have been through. I know it may not seem as much, however after everything you have been through...I know it may not be much at all. But you do not have to worry yourself about your memories such as the exile any longer. I can offer you a home here at the inn if you would like...even if your family may had be gone. If you remain here, all the co workers here; including myself..consider one another as practically family. As for who or what had controlled you, if you truly wish to get vengeance. Myself if not we of the Lotus Inn can assist you to clear that pain as well." As he had stated his own words, Takara had made sure to keep his head lowered to show his respects fully the entire time he spoke.




@Mirage


(No worries. o-x


I've been quite sick myself...and been questioning if this roleplay is actually dead xDD)




 
Mirage




As the innkeeper stood there, breathing heavily as he was released from her memories, Mirage looked away, ashamed of all she had done. She listened as he spoke, knowing that the man was struggling to keep his own trembles at bay as a result of the slideshow of events she had shown him. Her eyes closed tightly in attempt to stop the tears that threatened to spill and Mirage shuddered, relieved and afraid of what she had just done. But no matter. There was no undoing things now, and as she came to that realization, she herself open her eyes. Although the idea of vengeance was appealing, it would make her the same as those who she despised. She decided against it, and instead forced herself to look at the innkeeper's lowered head. Despite her current situation, she let out a small chuckle at how silly it looked and tilted his head upwards. The faerie felt slightly warm at the prospect of a large family, but she doubted she would fit in very well. Still, it made her a bit better about sharing her past.



"
You don't need to do...that. And although a home at this inn sounds very nice, I don't think I would be a good fit.. But thank you for the help. I hope I can help you just as you've done me later." She referred to whatever task he needed to complete, giving him a small smile before she let out a breath.




@happydeath (aww get well soon! and I hope this isn't dead, it's fun lol)
 
Takara Hiroji

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Throughout the entire time that the innkeeper had kept his head lowered to show his respects towards the woman, he had been unaware of her reactions whatsoever to his words such as offering her a home here at the inn. It wasn't until sudden sensation of Mira's touch on lifting his head to meet her own gaze that Takara had watched her soon with a warm smile that immediately shifted into one of confusion but as well as shock. She had stated that she would but unable to 'fit in' had she meant due to her race of some sort of because of her past history or something along those lines. Although Takara had known well enough that he would be unable to force her to accept the idea of joining the inn as a family member and such, it didn't hurt to attempt to try to convince her; however, if she were truly going to refuse his offer then he would've simply respected it and allowed her to do what she had wished. "Mira, what do you mean fit in...? I am more then sure, no one shall judge you for anything that is different about you. We all hold secrets of different kinds here at the inn. Although we still all hold the one thing in common is that we all care for one another and would never allow one of us to be harmed without another one of us helping them." As he had spoken his mind about what he had believed to be the reason as to Mira's own thoughts of refusing, Takara had simply nodded his head to the thought that she would attempt to help him with the situation he had later on whenever the innkeeper would actually decide to head to the temple grounds for the next battle against the guardians once again.

@Mirage


(ew..x.x bad post..x.x)

 
Mirage




As the innkeeper spoke, Mirage pursed her lips, unwilling to elaborate her unwillingness to join something 'homely' or anything of the sorts. Instead, she pushed herself from the chair and stretched, wanting to rid of this slightly awkward moment. She wished to join the inn's group, but she doubted herself and the troubles she would surely bring to the place. With what had occurred so far, Mirage was unsure if her being here was the best of ideas. She shook the thoughts out of her head, scolding herself for even considering it. There were too many risks.



"
Why don't we complete that task of yours in the morning?" she suggested, changing the conversation rapidly. Her tone was a bit cheerful as her head was currently clear of any pains.


[/divide[[/FONT] [FONT='Arima Madurai'] [/FONT][URL="https://www.rpnation.com/profile/24258-happydeath/"][FONT='Arima Madurai']@happydeath[/FONT][/URL][FONT='Arima Madurai'] (Lol it's not bad at all)
 

Joselyn had kept that smile on her lips as she bit her bottom one as a tease. The tip of those ivories showing just a smudge on. It was meant as some type of erotic tease. One wouldn't know what to do with this woman. Joselyn isn't some ordinary person. Looking to Caliban she quickly pouted in a demure way as he was being pushed out of his seat and towards the door.


At this point she was a little irritated with the men who were interrupting her time. The man who was holding a knife up to her was intimidated she could tell. It made her smile in that same feisty fashion as she stood up from the stool she previously occupied and canted a hip with one hand resting there. For a couple seconds then she would growl at him as if she was some insane person. He did almost a skip out the door as they followed the others. She was left laughing a little to herself as she followed the small party out the door.



The smells tickled her nose as she headed in the direction of where Caliban was taken. She would not be a part of this unless she was asked to be so she found a tree that is a few paces behind the scene taking place as she leaned against it. Her arms were crossed at her chest as she tilted her head a little.



It was as if in that same moment a club was aimed at him and he nearly missed this one. A brow raised as another one quickly came hitting him to the ground. A little irritated as she stood straight when she watched him move from the ground. Pushing from the tree as she took those quiet steps when something happened.



Cali had told her about the odd relationship he had with this dagger. Things happened and she watched it take place. There was fog which he was the fog itself and she noticed the dagger only to see him reappear. The knife being aimed at the man who hit him with the club.



She took this as a chance to take to her steps more as she was merely inches from the man she followed. The one who spoke to her so she leaned into his ear with a sultry whisper. "
No fair, I want to play too lovey.." Her hands raised up his arms dragging her nails in a teasing manner as she rested them on his shoulders. How would he react? Joselyn didn't know but her eyes were watching Caliban this whole time. Yes, she was genuinely concerned for him. Maybe she can help him out?

@Fenris
 
Takara Hiroji

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As Mira had soon enough stood to her own feet only to stretch her arms, by the time Takara had straightened out his back from his bow the silence that came from the woman as he had stated about how she could fit into the family at the inn no matter what her reasons might've been had only caused curiosity to fill his thoughts. Had she still not believed that she would be able to fit in or was she concerned about something or was it that she was just debating on whether or not to join at all. Whatever the case may had been, rather then continuing the conversation whatsoever about how she had thought of the idea of joining the inn as a family; the instant that Mira had stated that she would help him with the task he had in the morning, Takara had simply given a slight nod of his head. Just from the sight of how the woman was able to stand fully the way she had and even stretch her arms now, with her expression much differed from that of the earlier pain; she seemed to had been much better now. "Indeed. In the morning sounds much more convenient. Until then, have a pleasant evening Mira. I must check upon my own guests first before I am to get any of my own rest." As he had spoken, once knowing that the woman before him was alright; the young innkeeper had once more bowed ever slightly to show his respects farewell before beginning to leave the room for the time being. Luckily, with the amount of time he had spent speaking with the woman; his wounds were nearly fully healed and his energy almost reaching passed half way full; even if Mira had stated that she had preferred to help in the morning, Takara's own ambitions of wishing to figure out his own history a bit further within the temple were still too high to await that long. No doubt, he would've gone later on during the evening once more of the employees and guests had finally returned to their bedrooms for rest.


Until then, the innkeeper had to go check upon the nurse employee known as Khaleesi to see if she was alright and if whether or not she had awoken yet. Making his way down the large halls of the many different rooms to head towards the nurse's office; it had taken only moments for Takara to walk down the path that his own violet gaze had soon fallen upon a young woman who seemed rather weakened nearly on the floor in the middle of the hall. It was none other then Khaleesi herself, moving around in her current state like such. As the sight of this had caught his attention in shock, the innkeeper had wasted no time to rush his way over to the woman's side before coming to a halt, making sure to lightly place his palm upon her shoulder.
"Mis--..Khalessi! Wh-what are you doing out of bed, your injuries. You require rest...are you alright?" Questioning the woman in concern, he kneeled beside her in case she would've needed help moving to her own room.




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Mirage




Mirage watched as the innkeeper left with a small chuckle. He was polite, too polite. She made her way out of the bedroom, navigating the hallways until she reached the door to her room. It seemed like the other man left and frankly, she could care less. Mirage lifted herself onto her mattress and leaned back, allowing herself the rest she craved.
 
Swooning Shadow looked up at the Inn, taking a deep breath and turning once to look behind him before entering. He glanced around, pale eyes briefly falling on the few residents of the lobby area. He stayed quiet before slowly wandering toward the bar, looking more toward his feet with his head high than anything, seizing to look at the others around until he found a seat. "I need food and board," he said quietly. "Is the innkeeper around?" he looked at the other three who were in the room.
 

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