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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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Eyes narrow.

"And I'm supposed to follow your orders?"

Sarcasm with a bit of a hint that he's really not afraid to go into ass-kicking mode.

"I am not giving you orders. If you are so itching for an excuse to fight, why you don't go pick on security, then?" She frowns at him. Savage.

Not a savage, just arrogant and egocentric... like most men from his time.

"Keh! I ain't stupid."

He goes back to his ramen, keeping an eye on her just in case. There's a really big immature part of him that wants to throw the ramen cup at her.

"Yes, you are. You forget other people use the bar, and you are messing up a large area of it." Still frowning.

There's one hell of a glare being sent her way.

"If you don't like then don't look at it."

Snark and comebacks aren't really his thing.

"And I thought I was bad..." Ravin shakes head...

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He demands, trying to decide if he wants to jump down and start something or throw empty cups at her head.

"You are rude..." She jumps to a table, then to the rafters. No, not close to him. "Selfish and self-centered." In the tone of voice one would use to mention there was a light rain during the night.

"And you look like somethin' Naraku'd spawn out in Kagome's time, what the hell's your point demon?"

He doesn't take insults lightly. Then again, he doesn't take anything lightly... most of the time.

"I am not a demon. You are."

"Then what the hell are you?"

He nearly let the nice little word he's called Kagome a few times loose, but now uses mainly for any other annoying female that comes his way.

"And you'd be fucked if I were a demon."

That... could very well be true, he's gone full youkai before and it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Demi-fiend, whatever." She smirks. "I am a demi-lich. My father is an undead sorceror, a lich. No idea who my mother was, she could have been human or elf..."

Shit, she's a half-breed too. Dammit, there aren't many of those and he can't bring himself to kill another half-breed... save Naraku but, anyways, he doesn't like fighting women... unless they're annoying as hell and attack him first.

"So you're a half breed."

Flat tone, no sign of snark or anything.

"Yeah. Naturally magical." A bit of a show of light for his enlightement

He... can't do that but, he can blow shit up and tear a nice sized chunk outta something with his claws. And he has a big sword.

No, really, he's got a big sword.

"Can you blow up a demon twenty times your size or destroy one hundred demons in one hit?"

Not a pissing contest, just curious.

"Never had to, but yeah, I think I can."

"What weapon you use?"

He's curious, does she just use magic or what?

"Fireballs, magic missiles... death and decay..."

Fireballs are good shit, he doesn't know what magic missles are but, they sound good too.

"How many have you killed?"

"Funny thing with fireballs, they don't leave much for examination... hard to count how many you got."

"You don't count 'em?"

He thought everyone took count of the number of enemies for bragging rights. Hell, his half brother had over two hundred plus years to kill shit on him, he has to catch up.

"Boys to that, to brag later..."

He shrugs.

"Not to brag, to show that you're not someone worth picking a fight with. Keeps dumbasses off your tail."

"I thought that bragging actually attracted dumbasses..." She grins...

"Not unless your name is Kouga."

Heh heh heh heh, he thinks he's hilarious.

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