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Nobody else seems to be around, so.

Vaguely-Indian-looking-woman-with-tail watching him in amusement.

*Brian is singing along, softly. He doesn't really notice he's doing it.

There are also hand movements*

Dun dun DUNH dun dun DUNH FOXY...

*he looks up and his eyes widen, then he grins and waves*

She blinks large, cinnamon colored eyes at him,

"Yes, yes I am."

And she waves back. With her tail-tip.

*he pulls the headphones off - tinny music still leaking from them*

Um, hi. You have a tail. Is that, like, supposed to happen? Or did you get hit by a spell or something?

Even weirded out by Del's...thing...she's still Kitsune. So she stands, spins in an attempt to see her own rear, and then clings to Brian's shirt;

"I'm missing eight of them! AAA! Something stole my tails!"

If her eyes were any wider, they'd fall out of her head and roll across the floor.

Its been a bad few days. She needs the chaos.

Aha! A mission!

Where did you see your tails last? Could you pick them out of a line up? Do your tails have any enemies you know of?

"They were there just an hour ago!"

She continues to cling. Because; why not? Foxes != personal space bubbles.

"They all look just exactly like the one that is left, and I don't think so. I have very, very nice tails. They're some of the finest tails around."

*Brian examines her tail thoughtfully*

It is pretty cool, yeah. How'd you end up with nine in the first place?

"I'm older than Jesus."

Actually, that sounds...absolutely serious. Yeah. No joke, there.

"You learn a few things if you live long enough."

Her tail bats him on the nose.

*he blinks and cracks up - it's been a while since he was hit in the face by a tail, not since he accidentally kidnapped that cat*

Older than Jesus? Dude, that's cool. I'm older than... er. Cheeses?

"Some cheeses are older than you, kit."

She ruffles his hair (or, should there be a hat, pokes his nose) and takes a step back,

"You're, what, less than a hundred by a fair degree for certain-sure."

I'm older than some cheeses. Also I'm as old as my tongue and a little younger than my teeth. My teeth are special, they existed as a strange floating entity before I was conceived.

"I'm not as old as my teeth. Or tongue. They tend to exist in a state of flux making them far younger than me."

Shape-shifter. If her body were as old as she is, she'd be dead. In a non-ambulatory way.

"I will bet that you had very interesting floating-entity teeth. I wish I'd seen it."