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[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

Mun wants both her pups in at once and is being lazy. So two for one special on the pups.

Rin is currently beside the fire and looking half-asleep with a book on her lap and a white plush looking blanket on her lap. She's definitely botherable and she hates sleeping almost as much as she hates Akito, which is quite a bit if you know anything about her. Her black hair is falling over her shoulders and on her lap while her head is leaning against the high back chair. Feel free to interrupt... or watch her sleep, after all, a girl who lives with her family has called her a "bewitching beauty".

Inuyasha on the other hand is perfectly content to be seated up the rafters again and enjoying ramen. Judging by the mess beneath him, this has to be his eighth cup of ramen. clatter ...make that ninth cup of ramen. No one knows how many of those things he's got up there on the rafters, or how delighted he is to have a basically endless supply of ramen.

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[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

[Slow, sadly, due to house cleaning. I hope you don't mind]

It was certainly a late enough hour that people should have been sleeping, so it was no surprise to Khemrys to cross the path of a girl nodding off on the couch on the way to the fire. With a small smile she tucked the girl's blanket a little more securely then settled herself in a pool of skirts to work on embroidery it seemed.

[moody-protector.livejournal.com]

Ooc: not at all! Sorry to be so long in responding!

Unfamiliar prescences, especially those who wound up coming close enough to touch her (and weren't Haru) is something that can snap her completely awake in very little time. So when the blanket is tucked in, a pair of dark brown eyes snap open and her expression turns furious, though it's more at herself for falling asleep than anything.

"You didn't have to do that."

Yes, she's a bit sharp on her words but, it's a defense mechanism.

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

And oddly, the woman's eyes began to bleed Golden through the Green, swelling with the color until they almost shone. "Apologies, Lady. I had hoped to only make you comfortable as you rested..."

Khemrys herself could have been said to be striking. Hair like midnight, skin like cream and all that jazz, though her triangular face was a little thin from past hardship.

[moody-protector.livejournal.com]

Changing eye colors didn't scare her, though she tells herself this firmly but, some part of her warns against pissing this woman off. That same part is tied to the scar that's covered by her hair and by her back against the chair. She's cursed but, has really nothing to worry about in terms of revealing it. Only contact with the opposite sex tends to do that.

"I wasn't sleeping."

She denies, even though this makes about the second night she's failed to sleep. Too many demons tend to come after her in her sleep, those in the form of nightmares. Isuzu's striking, as are most of the Sohma family but, there's something fragile about her and her collarbone shows that she's a little underweight. This was from hardships and habits formed.

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

"Lady, I do know slumber" she offered softly, the gold fading once more to mere speckles amongst forest green. "Though now that I have awakened you, perhaps I might offer truce through tea?"

Her slim hands were folded carefully in her lap, lest she offend by trying to comfort once more. "I have many varieties, though Lady Bar certainly may hold more.."

[moody-protector.livejournal.com]

Did tea count as food? She doesn't think so but, then again she's suspicious anyways. She's quite indecisive tonight as she glares at the fire for a long moment and looks back before speaking, eye contact not included.

"I'm telling you I wasn't sleeping."

She's a stubborn one, hell, she's actually the only one who's managed to get out of her cursed form early through her sheer stubbornness and will power.

"...what kind of tea do you have?"

Might as well be somewhat courtious, after all, she didn't want to be seen as someone like the head of her house.

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

Tea did not count as food unless you were one of the lucky ones that Bar dosed with Vitamin tea type stuff.

"I am a still-mistress and healer besides, Lady" she offered simply. Not arguing just...telling the girl that usually, she could determine sleep.

"And as such, I've more teas than I might name easily, and may mix as you wish" she chuckled, a warm, purring sound not far from a large cat. "Do you care for aught? Or wish to sample my mixtures?"

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

On her way to her usual table, ravin stops to peruse the mess a certain dog-demon-boy is making. And raises a brow; only the worse monsters of the Dungeon are this messy.

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

"Nn?"

This chick doesn't smell like a youkai but, didn't smell human either. He looks down and raises and eyebrow of his own. It's kinda hard to look intimidating when you have a mouthful of noodles.

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

"What a mess..." Red eyes, snakelike pupils, and her ears are a wee bit pointy...

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

Nope, not human. Obviously something he's never run into.

"That a problem?"

He's a little on edge now that he's figured she's not human..

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

"No, unless you don't plan to clean it."

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

Blank look.

"The hell's it matter to you if I do or not?"

Ahh, there's the hanyou we know and love.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Amanda comes across the empty ramen, looks around and then up. Smiling when she see's the familiar red kamono(sp?). Picking up the empty ramen containers she takes it over to bar to help the wait-rats a bit and then up in the rafters she goes.

"Morning" she greets the half demon.

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

There's a half wave of the chopsticks, at least Kagome managed to finally teach him not to speak with his mouth full. He's on cloud nine obviously and he still has enough money despite the cups he has yet to devour on the rafters for more.

Hey, no one ever said that he wasn't a glutton!

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

No, no one ever said that and the best part is the instant noodles are usually cheap.

"Yum, instant ramen." Amanda picks one of the unused ones up to study further.

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

And down goes cup number ten! No masculine belching yet but, might be after the next cup. He hates the wait but, hey, he doesn't care for cold ramen. Chopsticks ready, he gestures to the kettle Bar has supplied him with for hot water.

"Want one?"

Anyone who knows that hanyou would see that he's either drunk off something in the ramen or his mood is entirely too good to be true if he's offering ramen.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"No thank you. I just ate." indicating the Bar. Amanda is a little put off by his good mood. It is different then she is used to.

Putting the ramen down, "What has you in such a good mood."

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

He's scarfing down half the cup again, someday he's going to get a stomachache. After he waits for it to settle in that bottomless pit he calls his stomach, he responds.

"Kicked Naraku's ass with Tetsusaiga and Kagome's powers. He ain't comin' back for a while."

Though he's still irritated by the fact that the bastard didn't drop the Shikon no Tama but, hey, that was one hell of a kick ass shot.

[mendanddefend_archive]

And wouldn't you know it, Bob happens to be seated right underneath Inu-Yasha when empty cup number nine comes tumbling down.

"Gah! What the--"

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

He's in one hell of a good mood because of the ramen and looks down with a mouthful of noodles. Well what do you know, there's a person down there... with odd skin. Some kind of new hanyou? He swallows the bite (about half the cup if we get technical) in order to speak.

"You're some kind of hanyou ain't you? You shoulda been able to dodge that."

Sentence is finished by the sound of chopsticks in the foam cup. He's getting ready to devour the next half.

[mendanddefend_archive]

"I'm some kind of what?" Bob frowns up at the white-haired boy in the rafters. "If you're going to insult me, then at least use words I can understand."

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

Swallow and bombs away! He's considerate enough to drop it on the otherside, hell if someone he knew and didn't like was there, he might have thrown the cup at them. He's got a slightly confused look on his face and points out the marks on Bob's skin.

"The hell's your problem? You're hanyou aren't you?"

...ahh, now it kicks in, well, two things anyways.

"Hanyou, y'know, half demon."

Inuyasha's thinking that this guy's either ignorant of his heiritage or he's in denial. Of course, the mun knows better but, is willing to let her pup make an ass of himself. It's in-character for this one after all.

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob's frown deepens. "I'm not any kind of demon. This is scar tissue. I'm a sprite."

[new-moon-sucks.livejournal.com]

"A sprite?"

He's never heard of those before, though something in the back of his mind is saying something about a similarity to that one mythological thing... what was it again, Kagome did a paper on it... oh yeah, dryad or something like that.

But now he's looking from where he's at, head tilting slightly as he looks at the scars.

"Someone fire a bunch of flaming pellets on you or somethin'?"

He's not purposefully being an ass, it just comes out that way.