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Description
Wears a long velvet black skirt with a black and red corset like top. A collar rests around her neck that holds a beautiful red rose bud. On both hands, she wears long black gloves that stop in the middle of her upper arm, silver bracelets wrap around her wrists. On her feet, she wears simple black sandals, but prefers to go barefoot.
Personality
Friendly, charming in a womanly way, and helpful
Equipment
A small black leather bag that houses all her healer's supplies.
Muketsu steps in with a soft smile on her lips as she glanced about the room. Her storm blue eyes studied each face of the patrons around the room and she took a deep breath, letting it go softly. Letting out a soft breath, she slipped through the room and into one of the back rooms. Wincing softly as she pulled the bandages off her right arm, she studied the nasty wound she had acquired earlier and shook her head softly.
Muketsu re-wraps her right arm, wincing softly as she watched the red liquid slide down her arm to drip silently to the floor by her feet. Sighing softly, she grabs a clean towel and turns on the water from a sink, running the towel through the water. Dabbing gently at her arm, she cleaned the blood off and then bent to clean the floor of blood.
Muketsu finishes cleaning up her blood from the floor. Glancing about the room, her eyes narrow softly on Alex and Yuki. She gave Yuki a soft smile and pointed at the man, Alex, raising an eyebrow as if silently asking if she needed any help.
Muketsu laughs softly, looking at her wound. "Had a little run-in earlier. Nothing too bad," she shrugs her shoulders and waves her hand some. "No worries though. How have you been, dear?"
Muketsu laughs softly and watches her friend. "Oh? Me? Well... been busy. I was recruited to be a group's healer," she coughed lightly. "That didn't turn out so well."
Muketsu follows Yuki's gaze and laughs softly. "Boy trouble again, my friend?" she teases and takes Yuki's hand in hers and wipes the few drops of blood off her fingers.
Muketsu laughs and nods. "Oh you are so right."
Muketsu looks around and smiles. "Lets have a drink. Shall we?" she asks indicating the bar.
Muketsu leans back against a chair and thinks some. "A whiskey would be nice," she smiles and closes her eyes. The pain from her arm was annoying, but she pushed it away.
Muketsu coughs lightly into her hand and runs her fingers gently over the bandages on her arm.
Muketsu takes the glass, smiling softly. "Thanks, Yuki," she says softly and sits up. "Nothing, my arm hurts a tad, but that's what I get."
Muketsu raises an eyebrow, watching her friend, and sipped on her drink. "We were traveling not too far from here and we were attacked by shadow creatures," she shrugs softly, glancing about the room.
Muketsu nods. "Yea, nasty things shadow creatures are. Piss'em off and you never know when they'll attack," she coughs lightly, setting her glass down/
Muketsu leans back against the chair and sighs softly. "They aren't fun creatures. Hard to get away," she says softly and lifts her glass once more to finish the amber liquid.
Muketsu watches Yuki some and lays a hand on her shoulder. "I escaped only because I've already been tainted by a shadow creature," she says softly and shows the tattoo-like tendril on her left arm. "Once they got a taste of me, they decided that since I'm already being drained by one of their own that I'm not worth their time."
Muketsu glances about the room and pushes herself to her feet. Setting the glass down on the bartop, she sighs softly, looking at her bandaged arm.
Muketsu runs her fingers through her hair, pushing herself away from the counter, and glances about the room.
Muketsu lifts her gaze to see Rikky dripping blood all over the floor and rifles through some things, pulling out the bandages. She checks her own bandages first, making sure her wound wasn't bleeding through. She made her way over to Rikky and says, "Let me take a look at your arm."
Muketsu inclines her head and slowly begins to clean the wounds. "My name is Muketsu," she says softly, trying to make him feel comfortable.
Muketsu smiles softly, her storm blue eyes kind. She gently wraps the arm in a bandage and seals the wound off to fight infection. "There you go, little one," she smiles softly. "How's that feel?"