Saki Kurudo's Story

To Mallory's surprise once she had been restrained and before the man could hit her someone seemed to tap the one who restained hers' shoulder. "Excuse me. But I do believe you are in the way of the door. I was just about to leave you see. But if you are going to continue to distrupt my path, I'm afraid that I will have to use force to get through."
Everything seemed to happen so fast, but in that time she ripped her wrists from his hands and stepped back and away from what was going on, just as she did another person stepped in. There was a crack, and Mallory winced at the noise.
"Was that his jaw?" She mumbled aloud incredulously.
In her awe at the situation Mallory hadn't noticed until a few seconds later, the confusion and anger which this event had stirred. People were getting up from where they sat, and both the drunk and the sober began to brawl until the bar began to look like something off of a movie.
A stool flew after being thrown, nearly hitting Mallory who was beginning to get angry herself- unsure of how this one started she stood off to the side, not wanting to get caught in the cross-fire.

Saki shook her head. "You didnt have to break his jaw goat-demon. Beating him black and blue would have been enough. And stop hurting him, don't you think he had enough?" Cornelius grinned at the woman. "Maybe, but sometimes these mortals need to be taught there place." He lifted the heel of his shoes off the man's arm. Noticing that there was a brawl starting up he grinned as a few humans who were fighting cause the smell of blood to lightly drift in the air. "I think its time to leave." Cornelius says as he walks to the back.

As the man turned to Hiroto to respond, he was suddenly sent back, almost flying with a kick directly to the jaw. It sounded as if it had been broken or at least dislocated. Even if neither had occured, Hiroto sure wouldn't have liked to have been the one to recieve said kick. Hiroto plugged up his ears in annoyance as the man screamed in agony.
"This guy sure has some lungs on him." He commented nonchalantly. "CORNELIUS!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Hiroto heard immediatly after he unplugged his ears. He was aparently speaking to the man who had just disabled the man on the floor. 'Oh? This guy is a demon.' Hiroto thought to himself, as the man before him began threatening the owner indirectly. Hiroto looked at them with a bored expression. 'I seriously don't see whats so intimidating about demons. The old fart didn't seem very frightened of me at first.' He thought in irritation. "I say this mortal hasn't learned his lesson yet, do you Mr. Tengu? I think you should give a bit of a flying lesson." It was then that he noticed that the demon had asked him something. His ears had heard it, but it took a few seconds for Hiroto to comprehend what he had said to him, as he was lost in his thoughts. "Hey. You're a mischiveous bastard, huh?" Hiroto asked in a lazy tone. "You a delinquent or something? I'm guessing you work here, right? Considering you practically just sent one of your co-workers to the hospital, I'm guessing this is your resignation letter. Heh. Cocky bastards like you are the worst. But then again..." Hiroto began before walking up to the bartender and crouching to stare him right in the face, and grasping his shirt collar in his hands.
"I'm sort of a cocky bastard myself." He finished before unfolding his wings. "Hey Mr. I need to borrow 150 yen, because some shitty bartender ripped me off. You got that much?" The bartender began to jumble his words, too frightened to speak clearly. Hiroto sighed, seeing as he was wasting his time. "You're so stressed out, Mr. How about I give you a nice ride around town at a discount. That'll just be whatever is in that register over there. Sound fair?" Hiroto smirked, as the bartender was now too scared to even utter a word. "Not hearing any complaints. So I'm guessing you're ok with that idea. Lets go!" Hiroto exclaimed before dragging the bartender outside.

Hiroto angled his wings into the correct motion and arced his back. "Ready, Mr.? Here we go!" Hiroto exclaimed before throwing the man a few feet into the air, and flapped his wings at a rapid speed until the wind around the man began taking a circular motion. Right before he hit the ground, the spiraling wind caught him and carried him higher into the air. "Have a wonderful trip! Try not to overwork yourself, ok old man?!" Hiroto pretended to be friendly as he waved, whiled still having barely any emotion in his voice what-so-ever.

Hiroto then returned into the resteraunt to see how the demon guy and the strange girl from earlier were doing. He was surprised to see that there were now many more people in the resteraunt than before. He was so busy concentrating on the girl and bartender's conversation, that he hadn't noticed customers wandering into the resteraunt. Except, the majority of the customers were now fighting, rather than eating. Even the demon guy, Cornelius was now stepping on the head of the man who's jaw he had broken earlier. 'That guy's pretty brutal. Maybe he is a delinquent after all.' Hiroto thought, as he walked up to him. He then noticed that a woman in a kimono had begun conversing with him. She seemed to be sympathizing with the man, Cornelius was practically torturing. Afterwards she started talking about some sort of theater premiere, which disinterested Hiroto. He also noticed that she didn't seem exactly human, and had an old man and some weird-looking guy following her. Hiroto decided they were too much trouble to be dealing with, and turned his attention to the girl from earlier who was now observing from the sidelines at the bar brawl. Hiroto smiled and walked up to her, replacing his sluggish posture with a sense of elegance. "Enjoying the scenery?" Hiroto asked her, while pretending to pick the nose of his Tengu mask, and see how she was going to react.

(Sorry, this post is just me rambling, but I'd hate to see this Rp get slow)
Mallory smiled, thankful for the offer- Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to go. She thought, glad that she wouldn't have to go straight home. "Yes, that would be nice," She said quickly.
Mallory was still a little hungry- she didn't really get to eat her food at the bar, so, why not?
Sleep could wait, and besides, it had been awhile since she went out to do something like this.
She wondered what was playing at the theater. Was it a play of some sort? A movie?

Mallory being that she lived in America up until recently was unused to all of this. It wasn't a bad thing, however, just new.

"Right. Since there wasn't very much money maybe I could treat you a meal perhaps one of these days." You could almost swear Hiroto's ears literally perked at that. "A free meal you say? Hm. That sounds nice. I'll hold you to that then." Hiroto replied giving her a smile that almost seemed sincere. He noticed her trail off when she spoke again, as she didn't seem to be able to complete her sentence. "I'm going to have to go home. Goodnight then, Hiroto-kun." She said out of the blue. Hiroto merely stood there, deadpan and unresponsive as she left. 'Until next time, myster girl Mallory I look foward to our next meeting, and the meal that comes with it.' He thought while chuckling to himself.

Right after the demon girl from earlier was still asking about her tickets again. 'Hmph. Like I have the time and money to waste on such a thing.' He thought to himself. Mallory seemed interested, but he however didn't. "Anyone of you would like to attend our reception at the theater. We have alcoholic beverages and food there. Normally you have to buy a ticket for the theater but I bet Sakaima can make an exception." Hiroto immediatly turned his attention back to her. "Oh? It's free?" He asked, with a hint of delight in his voice. "I think I might come after all." He then said, having not even said that he didn't plan to in the first place. 'There is alcohol too? I haven't had any in such a long time. I'm sure if these people are nice enough to give me a free show, they won't mind helping me break laws.' He thought, also noticing that the old man wasn't human as well.

After answering, he winced a little at the loud roar that filled the air. "What the hell?! A terrorist attack?" He exlaimed aloud as he held his ears in annoyance. Hiroto then noticed Mallory charging out of the bar. 'Ho? Someone seems excited. She definately isn't a normal girl after all.' He thought, following slowly out of the bar.
When he made his way out, he looked around for Mallory, only to find panicked citizens scattering, in order to escape the not only falling, but burning building. He finally saw her pushing threw the panicked crowd, towards the building.
"What is the girl thinking. Don't you ussually move away from that kind of thing?" He said aloud, nonchalantly. Hiroto facepalmed as he saw Mallory run into the building next to the one that had collapsed, wielding what appeared to be a gun. "What good will that thing do you? I swear girls make no sense these days."
He sighed, moving his tengu mask back over his face. "I can't exactly let you die either. You still owe me a meal. Idiot!"
He exclaimed, spreading his wings and quickly taking flight towards the building.

Right before he reached the building, a flicker caught his eye, and he quickly changed his course right before a car blew up. "What the hell?! That could have blown me to smithereens!" He exclaimed, barely escaping the explosion. The building Mallory had gone in was now also on fire. "Damn it. All this trouble for a free meal. That girl better pay me back with interest." He mumbled, once again heading towards the building. He broke through a second floor window while folding his wings in front of him to avoid getting stabbed by the glass. He figured she must have reached this floor by now, with the speed she was going. Hiroto heard crying coming from a nearby room. 'Whats that? Is it Mallory-chan? A kid?' He thought, right before a beam landed only 2 feet away from him and continued crashing through the floor.
"Shit! That was a close one..." He said, noticing that the air was already getting a little thin. He went back to the window and stuck his head out for a gulp of air before going back inside, covering his nose and mouth with his long sleeve.
'I'm not dressed for this sort of thing, seriously...' He thought in annoyance, as he grabbed a doorknob, checking to see if it was hot before opening it. It seemed ok, so he swung it open, and looked around quickly. After a few seconds he noticed Mallory and a child in a corner, trapped behind another burning beam. Hiroto quickly began gathering wind around his hand, and shapped it into a drill-like current. He then lunged foward, as the wind drill pierced through the beam, casting away the flames that surrounded it, by consuming oxygen. Afterwards, he ran to the two and reached a hand out.
"You're really troublesome, you know that? I expect double. No triple payment for this!" Hiroto exclaimed in a panicked voice. The air was getting seriously thin at the moment, and the smoke wasn't helping. He already felt himself getting dizzy.

"So what were you up to?"
How she asked that so casually pissed Mallory right off. Clutching back her anger, however, Mallory shrugged not wanting to explain that a few moments ago she almost perished in flames- taking a couple others along the way. She felt her fatigue catching up to her after all of the excitement. Her body felt sluggish and warm.
Maybe she was just tired- maybe that is why she appeared to be so annoyed.
But Mallory was curious of this girl- she must be a yokai of some sort, right?
The dizzying exhaustion for now was enough to keep Mallory from speaking anymore. She didn't have a firearm on her any longer- all she had was a measily leatherman which she recieved from her father before she came to Japan- yet that only had a small knife equipped on it.

Mallory shivered. Gross. She thought looking at the gore- imagining herself as if she would ever have to do... that. She adverted her eyes.
"Well, thanks- I guess, for you know." She fought the urge not to stare.

The night chill was enough to calm and remind her that there still was a pressing matter at hand. It was nighttime, the police were out searching- and there still was the threat of the unknown, which could come to finish off what ever they were trying to do at any time.

She looked to Hiroto, "How about we save the meal for another day- hadn't you mentioned before that there was someone we could go and rest for now?" She tried, not wanting to sound as urgent as she felt.
Truth was, though, Mallory was only human- she needed to sleep once and day- and eat as well. She wasn't as adaptable as she would have liked to of claimed.
(Sorry for the sad little post, my computer's at 5% battery.)