Yoruichi Kita's Story

"Hm?" Dietrich looked over the three that had joined him that night, well, morning in their case. He took a half step turn, the coins in his pocket causing an all too familiar 'clank'. He noticed that the young pup also suffered from the heat, giving a sympathetic nod in his direction. He spoke to each in the turn that they spoke to him.
"Gut mornin', Kita." His accent was only a slight one, having been away from Germany just long enough to loose his thicker accent that only comes up when he was half asleep. Good thing he was fully awake, despite how he wanted to crawl under his covers. Dietrich placed his long shirt sleeve to his mouth as he thought, chewing on it slightly. "If that guy gets them lost, sure." By 'that guy', he was referring to the head of the League of Hope, who supposedly has a good sense of direction. His eyes turned to a certain scientist, pulling his mouth from his sleeve.
Ah, the perks of being a Ghoul. Not saying that it was all good and happy that she was a man eating carnivore, similar to him in small ways. She was clearly not bothered by the weather and he gave her a slight bow with the upper half of his body. "Gut mornin', Himura." Despite his occasionally iffy memory, he was fairly decent at remembering names, even of those whom he hardly knew. "The League has yet to arrive, I'm sure they'll be here soon." He spoke in a more polite manner to this woman, her being technically older than him, though they're both the same age. In all technicality as a creature of the night, he was only four. Last but not least, he turned his attention to the youngest of the group.
"Gut mornin', Usagi." He patted the young girl's head, slightly reminded of his younger sister whom would be about her age right now. He felt a twinge of guilt for comparing the two and pulled his hand away quickly. It was obvious that he made the girl uncomfortable and he doesn't blame her for being a bit cautious around him. "Ja, more nervous than excited though. I made something new, some sort of ....French dish I believe... Sole Meunière." He had to rack his brain for a moment to recall the name of the fish dish he had made. He chuckled to himself thinking 'Fish dish' now. He then silently scorned himself for actually forgetting in the first place. He secured his hands into his pockets, letting out a more casual sigh. He didn't much suit the image of a leader despite his great skill. He had a serious look on his face as he spoke next.
"I'm aware this is new and probably raises up certain emotions, I'm pretty scared myself." He then addressed each one of them, eldest to youngest.
"Himura, I know you won't do anything too crazy, just keep in mind that they are not here to be tested on."
"Kita, you're sister is in good hands and has good friends. You don't need to worry about them hurting her."
"Usagi, I personally will make sure that none of them harm you. Mien bruder is the head of the group and he'll understand your situation and make it clear to the others..." The brothers' history had a huge part on their sensitivity towards the young banshee.
Dietrich was at least vaguely familiar with the situations of all the residence of the House of Winds. It was, in his mind, his business to know, communicate, and understand what they were going through in order to give them a comfortable place to live. A comfortable place from he himself to live.
"A coin in the mouth." He quietly reminded them, making it evident that he was nervous.

Dietrich watched the young girl exit the house, a small sigh leaving his lips. That little girl was braver than he was.
"Nein, Amamiya. Gut mornin'." He nodded towards the very elegant woman, usually quite the crowd pleaser with her gentle visage. Each member here today had a reason to be here. Dietrich of course had no choice, being the head of house. Yoi was there simply because he was one of the few thinking positively about this. Aika, since she doesn't appear to be threatening in the least. Haruka being among the more mature ones would help out Dietrich with her presence. And Athena since he thought it might be a good experience for her.
After a moment, attempting to calm himself down, he stepped outside himself. He walked casually, appearing to be calm despite his racked nerves. His lips subconsciously found their way to his sleeve, nibbling at cloth as he stood behind Athena. Compared to the young woman's brave efforts, he felt like a child in hiding. He was so self absorbed into his worry of losing control, he didn't even realize that the night air had begun to cool.
"Welcome." This one word drew the attention of Dietrich, causing him to look up. A small group of five stood before them. In front was a young woman who hardly looked any older than him. In fact, most of them looking pretty young, except the giant Russian guy. He pulled his sleeve from his mouth as he addressed the group. Seems like he wasn't the only one letting a woman take take the lead. Not that there was anything wrong with that.
"Welcome to the House of Winds. I'm Dietrich Kahn, head of house." He then indicated to the young woman that stood before him. "This is Athena Usagi. We're part of the welcoming crew." He side stepped from behind the young woman, nodding to her as he walked past her towards the group, showing her that she did well. He stopped a few feet from the humans, pleased that he didn't feel any odd urges. He looked to his brother.

Erik had clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkling in pride. His little brother was putting on such a brave face and didn't reek of decay. He stepped forward as did Dietrich. They formally shook hands before hugging each other with their other arm. Once they pulled away, he cleared his throat, mostly speaking to the girl beside Dietrich and those who'd be following behind.
"Ich bin Erik Kahn." He introduced himself in his usually thick accent. "I am head of the unit League of Hope." He gave a gent;e and caring smile as he looked over all the other worlders. He felt no malice towards them, nor did he care if they hated him. He had to accept each one as they are in order for this to work. No matter what, this absolutely had to work. Erik would place his life on the line for this mission, which is probably why he was allowed to take the lead on it.
Once paired together, the brothers whom seem to look nothing alike have actually quite a few similarities. The kind of clothing they adorned were very similar in style, probably due to the seclude tastes they had growing up. They both had bandages about their necks and, though a bit different in placement and number, they each had pierced ears. Other than that, they looked like polar opposites with Dietrich's short hair and red eyes compared to Erik's long hair and blue eyes. Their hair and eye color was the same at on point however.
Erik gesture towards the four people behind him. "We are the humans who will be accompanying you this day on, ja? Let us all get along." He and Dietrich stood a bit off to the side so the others could greet one another.

It didn't take much effort to realize that the male Russian had his eyes one him. He mentally gave a dry laugh at the idea. He'd be perfectly okay with the other killing him, but he may not exactly know the trick. He'd have to remember to tell the humans at some point, though as far as he could tell in that moment, he was going to be fine.
The female Russian's reactions weren't all that different than her buddy, though she was a bit more... Obvious one could say. The look of surprise at Erik's words said it all.
The medic by far looked like one of the calmest and eager of this group, aside from Erik of course. She didn't seem scared, which worried him. When dealing with non humans, it's natural to be a bit frightened. He grew to wonder what her story was if she could remain calmer than her two Russian companions.
Master Xander. King Xander. Oh the balls this guy had. Dietrich couldn't help but give an unconscious smirk at him. He couldn't really take the man serious, finding him amusing in a non mocking way.
Aika taking charge of the situation didn't bother him, in fact he was proud of the girl. She was remaining calm and kind. He was a bit proud of them all, seeing that on their end, things went smoothly. He couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief as he and Erik where the last ones to enter the dining hall. The humans were all very interesting in their own way, if not a bit worrying in some case.
"Sorry if the food sucks." He casually spoke, unbefitting of a leader. He was never one to take charge in social gatherings as he was more of a solitary guy in the end. He took his seat at the end of the table while his brother took to the other side.


He Erik found himself wondering what each of these creatures of the night were, knowing only what his brother was having been there when it happened.
One of the first to introduce them self on the other worlder's side was a very gentle blonde whom claimed to be a healer of sorts. She was very kind in her reply to his statement and he returned her bow. He wondered if she had a scary side to her.
The next was a young boy whom looked to be Dietrich's deceased age, a quiet and some what awkward boy who threw out a rather nonchalant air about him. He seemed calm and rational, traits that Erik likes in a fighter.
The next person was slightly unsettling. She did not look at the humans as equals, he could tell that much. The mention of science gave him thought as to what she thought of humans, test subjects. He put a hand to his chin, noting that he may want to keep and eye on her.
The last one was a fairly young girl, the first one who introduced herself in fact. He has heard of this one, as Dietrich seems fond of her as he was of their own sister. She was a banshee, a being cursed to see death. He too had a soft spot for the small girl, though was not all that familiar with her.
He followed behind his younger brother at the back of the crowd, taking his seat at the other end of the table.
"Mien Gott, Dietrich." He mused, smiling a bit. "It smells great, don't be so strict on yourself, ja?" He spoke as if he wasn't strict to others himself. He was a fairly relaxed guy but had very strict standards as those who work for him can attest to.