She looked at him as he stood near the door. Sikura let him look her over as she blushed and fought not to cover herself. "Forgive me...I am not ready for that yet..." Her eyes closed as felt the lust in his gaze as he looked her over. The young woman looked at the demon as he spoke to her. "No...the inn will get what I need to sleep..." Sikura smiled as he averted his eyes and walked over to him before placing a kiss on his cheek. "Goodnight, Luce."

"Goodnight, beautiful Sikura." He spoke the words softly after Sikura had kissed his cheek. "May your dreams carry you to a pleasant place." A soft smile on his lips and then he turned, opening the door and exiting the girl's room. His eyes landed on Reorik and Luce's smile widened just slightly. "Shadows guide and protect you." Then the tall demon was slipping past, moving down the hallway. Luce moved towards Rida's room, as he neared the door the items Rida had requested, for sewing appeared in Luce's hands. Casually Luce slipped into Rida's room. "Now now, my love. Needles go through fabric, not your fingers." Luce set the items down on the bed and reached for Rida's hand, pulling the finger from the cat boy's mouth and bending down slightly so he could kiss the tiny wound gently.


He stepped out of the kitchen rather casually, as if he had been inside the inn all along. He hadn't of course, the wolf demon had slipped in quietly through the back door, and now he leaned on the door frame that led into the kitchen. Blood colored eyes swept over the room, Luce no where in sight. That didn't surprise him though, and the man sitting at the bar made him think of a rat. Loki tilted his head slightly. The tall young looking man was dressed in dress shoes, black dress pants, a black pinstriped vest, a charcoal grey button down shirt, a long black overcoat, and a black pinstriped fedora atop his head. His black hair was long and loose, but not a strand seemed misplaced. The fedora easily concealed the wolf ears atop his head, and the long coat hid the furry wolf tail that extended from the base of his spine. He cleared his throat softly.

Loki of course assumed Luce was upstairs living up to his lusty nature, it wasn't a good excuse to neglect the other customers. He shook his head slightly. "Since the host of the Inn seems to be busy, I will be your host. My name is Loki." For the most part, the wolf didn't seem pleased. He felt the Inn hum around him. No doubt alerting Luce to his arrival. Those eyes swept over the others in the main room. "The bar is self service, but unlike Luce, I know how to mix drinks properly so I can act as barkeep. If anyone needs anything from the kitchen, I can take care of that as well." Loki had crossed his arms over his chest, just slightly annoyed.

The Inn runs itself? Sheldon questioned in his own mind. That's preposterous, she's joking. He watched her walk around the bar and begin to mix a drink as he licked his hand and used the spit to smooth over the few hairs left on the top of his shiny head. When she placed the drink in front of him and leaned forward, he realized he was staring directly into her cleavage. Another self adjust.

When a tall man dressed nicely appeared behind the bar, Sheldon cleared his throat, responding to him, "It's about time someone showed up down here. I'm Sheldon Rooney," he said, standing and extending his hand to shake with Loki, "I'm here to stay for the week, as your inspector."

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Sipping her drink, Vex turned her head when she heard the voice of another man behind the bar where she still stood. Luce didn't say anything about anyone else working here, so she didn't bother to move. "I can manage my own drinks," she started rudely before giving him a good once-over. Well now, he didn't look too shabby, in fact, he was quite attractive and well dressed. Vex sighed, thankful that she had new prey.

When Sheldon extended his hand towards Loki, Vex looked down at it in disgust. The hand was slightly off colored from grime and had what looked like a chocolate stain between his index finger and thumb. As his arm sat outstretched, a putrid body odor began to fill the air. Vex looked to Loki with a raised eyebrow as if to ask, 'Are you really going to grab onto that thing?'

Loki raised a brow at the female when she spoke a bit rudely, but he let that go, smiling and nodding to her, and returning her once over with one of his own. His attention quickly shifted to the man. "Oh, indeed it is about time someone showed up. I mean, honestly, the actual host should just be standing behind the bar waiting for some unannounced inspector to pop in, instead of actually doing his job and tending to the needs of the guests that were here first. Oh, heaven forbid he would be upstairs making sure the guest have clean sheets, soft comforters and extra towels and pillows or anything else they ask for. Honestly, what was Luce thinking? Doing his job like that!" Loki had rolled his eyes, the wolf obviously annoyed. "I guess he was thinking that if an inspector happened to walk in, that the inspector would be happy that the host of the inn was actually doing his job so that things can remain running smoothly." Loki eyed the outstretched hand with a slight frown, reaching out Loki didn't shake Sheldon's hand, instead he draped a dark brown ribbon over the dirty hand. A key dangled on the end of the ribbon. "Your room key, sir. The ribbon matches the doorknob. Perhaps you would like to inspect your room and freshen up a bit?"

Standing there with a shocked look on his rat-like face, Sheldon looked down at the key draped over his hand. "I would expect there to be a maid here doing jobs like those," he finally said, before removing a notepad and pen from his pocket and jotting something down. Quickly tucking away the pad and paper, he glanced again to Vex who had a wide grin on her face. Embarassed, Sheldon turned and scurried off towards the stairs without another word. He would indeed shower, but then, he would return to speak with the inn keeper and inquire about this "self run" Inn.

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A wide smile appeared on Vex's face as Loki snapped at the roach man. It appeared that Loki was handsome, and quick. But it also appeared that he was annoyed. Who was he, and where had he even come from? Her eyes searched for a back door. Maybe he had been in the kitchen, and was a cook? No, there wasn't a need for someone like that here.

When Sheldon shuffled away, Vex turned her full attention to Loki. "Who are you?" she asked. It may have seemed almost rude, but she was really just curious. Hoping he would respond with something like, "I'm a billionaire baby, run away with me...", Vex awaited his response eagerly.

"Indeed, the last maid we had was stealing from us and so we had to let her go, we've yet to find a suitable replacement and it's only been a few days." Loki responded rather easily as he watched the embarrassed man scurry off. With the man gone, Loki seemed just slightly less annoyed. His attention turned to Vex when she spoke to him and amusement sparkled in his eyes for a few moments. There hadn't been a maid, as the inn generally took care of those things itself, still it was a good excuse. "Just a friend of Luce, who are you?"

He hadn't recognized her, that was a good sign. "I'm Vex," she responded with a sultry smile and a bat of her long eyelashes. "I'm-" she paused, "just passing through." That was true, she was only passing through, what did it matter if she was on the run? She eyed him for a moment, wondering about his relationship with Luce. "Just a friend huh?" If they were in fact, just friends, that might be a good sign for Vex, as Loki seemed, valuable, for lack of a nicer way to word it. Finishing her drink, she looked down into the glass for a moment, holding it instead of replacing it on the bar. She swished the few drops in the bottom around as she mulled over her options, should Loki in fact buy into her game.

Loki chuckled softly. "Yes, just friends. Despite Luce's best efforts. He can't help the way he is though, so I can't fault him." He watched her for a few moments, quickly deciding that he definitely liked her company. Though anyone would be better than that smelly man that had scampered off. No doubt the inn would need a thorough scrubbing just to get rid of the smell of that man. Loki took a step closer to Vex. "I'd offer to buy you a drink, but everything's free here." She seemed interesting and maybe a little interested in him? Loki couldn't say for sure if she was, easily he slipped his long coat off, giving his fluffy black wolf tail a quick shake. The coat he folded and stashed beneath the bar, the fedora followed, his black furred wolf ears twitching some after being so confined. He ran a hand over them, then proceeded to unbutton his vest and then roll up the sleeves of his button down shirt, rolling them up to his elbows. "Ah, that's more comfortable." He leaned against the bar, giving Vex another once over. "Money's no good here, but I could always take you out, somewhere a little more high class than this place."

Closing the door to his room behind him, Sheldon was still angry at the way that boy had snapped at him. "I could have this place shut down before they even had time to blink!" he said angrily to himself as he headed towards the bathroom, unbuttoning his suit top. His clothes needed a wash, but he didn't notice, he never washed his clothes, in fact, he hardly washed himself. The only reason he was now, was because he'd seen the disgust in Vex's face, and wanted to clean up a bit since he'd be staying here with her for a while. It would be hard to put his charm on her smelling the way he must have for her to make such a face after flirting with him.

He raised his arm above his head and gave his own armpit a little sniff. Despite the stinch that filled the room, Sheldon didn't know what all the fuss was about. He smelled, manly, what was the big deal? Leaving his clothes in a pile outside the bathroom, he closed the door behind him, making his way to turn on the water, not bothering to check if it was warm enough. He liked his showers room tempurature or on the colder side, which was unfortunate, being that the hot water was what helped to wash away the smell. Stepping his grungy feet into the shower one at a time, he began to think about Vex leaning over the bar top.

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Looking up at Loki from the glass she was swishing around in her hand when he mentioned buying her a drink, Vex's smile returned. He was buying it. Perfect. Her amethyst colored eyes made contact with his as she tried to read him. That was important when you planned to con someone to the extent she had planned on conning Loki. It was important to know that he wasn't onto her. In cases like that, she'd end up wasting her time on him and come out of it empty handed.

She watched as he removed his coat and fedora, eyebrows raising slightly at his tail and ears. She hadn't been expecting that, but it wasn't something she hadn't encountered before. In fact, there was a boy staying here who was like Loki. Vex had conned many different people in her life, but none like him, and Vex found him rather intriguing. Smiling at his last statement, she replied, "You want to take me out?" she asked, playing a hint of innocence. "I thought you were going to stay here and play bartender," she added, running her finger along the edge of her glass.

Rida blushed, jumping slightly when the other spoke then kissed his finger. "Sorry, the thunder scared me." He murmured softly. Navy eyes slid away from the demon to the items he'd brought with, a faint smile appearing. They looked so nice. He wanted to use them, but he worried about them getting dirty. The neko was always traveling, sometimes running away from the village people, lots of sleeping outdoors and on the ground. He didn't want to ruin such nice things. Looking back up to Luce, he grinned lightly. "Is everything ok with that pretty lady?" He questioned, gently pulling his hand away from the demon.

Aine sighed softly, pulling the hoodie jacket tighter around her body. Not that it did much good, she was thoroughly drenched to the bone. Exhaling heavily once more, one hand coming up to wipe away a piece of wet bang hanging in her face, she glanced ahead. The sky was pretty dark, but she could still see the lights coming from the establishment, using the glow to find her way. Finally making it up the path, she opened the door and stepped through, fuchsia eyes glancing around.

Lowering the hood, she unzipped the now dark grey jacket, showing a small bright rose red spaghetti strap top that clung wetly to her lightly tanned skin, the hem brushing a few centimeters above her navel. She also wore a pair of low rise, form fitting dark blue jeans, the area below the knees covered in mud and her feet bare. Moving to the bar, she pulled the jacket off and tied it around her petite waist, revealing markings that curled over her shoulders in the shaped of round tipped fae wings and a choker made of thorny vines. Finding a seat, and brushing her bangs to the side, she ran one hand through her hair to brush it a little while her eyes looked over the selection of drinks. Sighing, she wasn't sure what to pick. Turning to the other two at the bar, she titled her head to consider them for a moment. "Hello. Sorry for intruding, but I was wondering if I could get your opinion on something good to drink. Something sweet I think would be good." She asked politely, her voice soft like petals.

Cytria could barely contain her humor. This, more then anything, told her that she was drunk. granted the ookami snapping at the "gentleman" was humorous, as well as the expression the man had had when he was informed of the in running itself, but Cytria didn't normally have such trouble controlling her emotions. "he must have never heard of self serve before... he should learn, starting with self-serving him a decent shower." it would have taken a person with no sense of smell what so ever to not smell him

Cytria had developed quite the view point in her years on the planet and had often found that her seeming lack of emotion would often freak people out, if her absurd height didn't. though she was always surprised that people could miss a person who is sitting in some shadow, despite the remarkably well lit room.

the sense of someone entering the room made her turn her gaze to follow the newest entry to the room. she was becoming increasingly ready to head to a room to sleep off the alcohol she had drunken already, but the appearance of the lady distracted her for a moment.

the red spaghetti bra stood out brightly against the darker colors of her jacket and pants, and accented her tanned skin. the knee high mud on the pants, and the wet look attested to a trip through the rain. the tattoos revealed when she pulled off her jacket is what distracted Cytria however, as she caught her eyes following the intricately tattooed markings, and her thoughts running along the lines of "mmn wonder how she would taste"

it was then that she decided she had had enough to drink and it was time for her to go to be. standing up, cytria revealed her height once more, even as she walked towards the bar and the ookami behind it. "'cuse me, but is it possible for me to get a room as well? i think ive had a little much to drink, and want to sleep it off before i embaress my self" she added the last part with a glance to the new comer before once again focusing on the person in front of her. "you'd have thought i had learned by now where my limit is" Cytria gently chided herself as she waited for the key.

"Thunder is just a noise, besides, nothing will harm you here." Luce watched as the neko looked towards the things he had brought. "I brought these for you, you can have all of it." Gentle smile on his lips as he laid his hand lightly atop Rida's head, between those cute ears. "Indeed, the pretty lady is just fine and has retired for the night." Luce leaned down and placed a kiss on Rida's cheek, trailing more kisses down to his jaw bone and then down to his neck.

Whenever Sheldon did get done with his shower, he would find that his dirty, smelly clothes that he had left outside the bathroom in a pile, were clean, wrinkle free and very neatly folded on the foot of the bed.


Loki shrugged a bit. "Well, I never said it had to be tonight, or right now. There is still a storm raging outside. No gentleman would drag a beautiful lady out in such bad weather. I'll take you out some time real soon, when the storm's passed and Luce is actually down here doing his job." A hint of annoyance flickered in his eyes when he spoke about Luce not doing his job. "I assume he's upstairs seducing someone or a few someones?" He shook his head slightly, his attention jumping to the newcomer and then Cytria. A room key, it appeared in Loki's hand, the ribbon black with red stripes going across it. "Here you go, if you see Luce on your way up, tell him to get his scrawny ass down here." Loki placed the key on the bar infront of Cytria, gave a Vex a charming smile and then turned to the newcomer. He sniffed the air lightly, his ears twitching a bit.

"Something sweet? I'll see what I can toss together." Loki turned to the shelves behind the bar. He grabbed bottles left and right, not even giving them more than half a glance. For the most part it looked like he was grabbing and mixing things at random. He wasn't, he just knew this place very well. The exact location of all the bottles he wanted. After a few moments he turned back towards the newcomer, he set the glass infront of her and popped in a tiny umbrella he had pulled from who knows where. "On the house." The drink would be sweet and delicious, Loki turned towards Vex and leaned on the bartop. "So, how about it. You and me, dinner tomorrow night? Or if you like we could do breakfast in the morning and then later go out for dinner."

Stepping out of the short-lived shower, Sheldon dried off, without even bothering to look in the mirror before exiting the bathroom. Looking down at the empty spot where he'd left his clothes, his face showed a look of confusion. His eyes searched the room. There they were, on the bed, neatly folded. How did those get there? Sheldon walked to the edge of the bed and picked up the clothes, they were clean, and smelled, good. He frowned, I thought Loki said they didn't have a maid anymore. Maybe it was the Inn host trying to make up for his lack of manners, he thought harshly. Either way, Sheldon pulled the clothes on and headed out of the room, down the hallway, stairs, and to the bar, where he spotted another female. That made three ladies at the bar.

Straightening his collar, he grinned, as he made his way to sit directly in between the two sitting. The woman who had just entered caught his attention, she was soaking wet and the way her clothes clung to her hourglass figure, well, called for another adjustment. He stared at the red fabric that shaped itself around her breasts for far too long, not noticing anything else about her, before finally speaking. "I'm Sheldon Rooney," he said before looking to Loki and adding, "Put her drinks on my tab." His grin returned as he looked to her again. Even after his shower, Sheldon still reeked of old onions. The clean clothes almost masked the smell, but not quite. Instead the two smells only mixed together, creating an almost worse smell.

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Smiling unintentionally when Loki comlimented her beauty, Vex realized he was right, the storm was still full force outside. It was probably a good thing they weren't going anywhere tonight anyway, she'd clearly had enough to drink already, that anything going on outside her little bubble was going on unnoticed. She chuckled lightly when he mentioned Luce. "That sounds like something he'd be doing," she responded before hearing Cytria's voice asking for a room key. Vex had almost forgotten the fact that she had mixed the girl some drinks, some very strong drinks. Who was the girl sitting near her though? Vex hadn't even realized someone else had come in.

Shaking her head at herself, Vex questioned her own skills. Was she losing her touch? There was a time when she didn't miss a thing, a newcomer, a comment, a wallet... No, she just need to cut back on the alcohol intake. But could she? Lately, it seemed that was all she wanted to do, drink her pain and past away. She sighed, well it worked, so she wasn't going to complain, or stop. Not today, she thought. When Loki spoke to her, she turned to face him, smiling again. He made her smile genuinely, which was new to her. Usually she smiled to lure men in, but now, she found it happening naturally.

Snap out of it, she told herself. You aren't here to make friends, you're here to survive. Eyes on the prize, Vex. If she could make quick work of Loki, she could be well on her way out of this place by morning, and those were exactly her intentions. She walked towards him, shaking her hips a little extra as her heels tapped lightly on the Inn floor. She stopped, close enough to be in his comfort zone, reaching up to run a finger down his chest as she looked up at him. "Are you sure you don't want to do something, tonight?" she asked in almost a whisper, her tone smooth and sexy.

Before he could respond, Sheldon appeared at the bar again. Vex peeked around Loki as she wrinkled her nose. Was that smell still Sheldon? When he asked for the girl's drinks to be put on his tab, Vex shook her head, looking down as she lightly slapped her forehead with the heel of her hand.

Loki licked his lips, watching Vex almost with a casual air, one of his ears twitching slightly and even before Sheldon had come down to the bar, Loki's nose had wrinkled in slight disdain. "Well, I'm sure we could do something tonight." Loki got the odd feeling that he was the one being sized up as the prey. That wouldn't do. He was a wolf and a demon, natural born predator on both sides. "Of course, I can't really do anything until Luce finishes cleaning the upstairs, I imagine it'll be a little while." He spoke that last bit as he turned towards Sheldon, giving the man a polite smile, though just the way Sheldon looked at women made him want to bite the man's throat out. He nodded when Sheldon spoke. "Of course Mr. Rooney, and what can I get for you?"

"how about a shower? this time with soap?" Cytria spoke up before, in the same breath nodding in thanks at the person handing her the key, thought "black with red stripes? interesting..." while saying aloud, "thank you I appreciate it". taking the key in her hand she smiled before turning and starting to walk away and up the stairs, making it impossible for the smelly man to get the last word in, and to get away from the smell.

while on the way up she did not run into the demon with the sweet blood earlier, "Luce?" she asked quietly under her breath as she tried to match face to name in her memory. it didn't take long for her to find her room, and even less to take her clothes off, placing them on the bed, and step into the shower which she had turned comfortably warm.

thirty minutes later she stepped out of the shower, toweled off, and then lay down in the bed, after locking the door of course. her last thought, before she dropped off into the abyssal darkness that was sleep, was "wonder if i can get the pretty lady from earlier to tell me where the people who did that to her are, so that i can pay them a visit..."

Staring at him with a raised eyebrow, Vex wondered why Loki was suddenly being so much nicer to Sheldon. Whatever the reason, she didn't really care. "There aren't any tabs, drinks are free here," she said to Sheldon before he could respond, "you showboat," she added under her breath. Her attention went right back to Loki, who strangely hadn't hopped on the opporunity to spend a little time with her this evening. That never happened.

Leaning against the bar, Vex pouted, maybe she really was losing her touch. Sighing heavily, she turned her attention to the wall of liquors. That only meant one thing, time for some self medication. At this rate, Vex was headed towards a miserably drunken death, but for the first time in her life, she didn't really care. It was either live on the run conning her way through the rest of her life, although she was losing her touch so she'd probably end up caught sooner than later. So, die a prisoner, or drink herself to death. And standing in front of this wall of pain medication, she was beginning to see the answer clearly, staring back at her from the shelves.

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Cytria's comment didn't even phase Sheldon, he smelled way better than he had before, so he thought anyway. He opened his mouth to respond, when Vex informed him that the drinks here were free. What did she mean free? How could this Inn stay afloat if they had to supply alcohol to everyone who came through, and didn't charge them for it? He frowned, not quite understanding.

Not wanting to ruin the moment he thought he was having with the woman he was sitting next to, he ignored it. Instead, he pulled out his pad and paper again and jotted, 'free drinks' down on the paper, to remind himself to inquire about it later. At this rate, he wasn't going to get any inspecting done. If he was too busy chasing tail the whole week, there was a good chance he'd end up leaving without so much as a kitchen check, which was probably a good thing, being that there was no cook, or anything else kitchen related for that matter. "A dark liquor, over ice," he finally responded to Loki.

Loki gave Vex a sharp look when she told Sheldon the drinks were free. The man was a rat as far as Loki was concerned, a dirty, pathetic excuse for a man, and Loki had intended on running him a very high tab. Until Vex ruined that plan. Oh well, Loki nodded slightly when Sheldon ordered a drink and then stepped between Vex and liquor she was eyeing. "You're cut off. You've already had enough." He gave her a stern look, to let her know he meant what he said.

In a matter of moments though, he had fixed Sheldon's drink and set it down infront of him. Loki watched Sheldon for a few more moments and then his gaze drifted over to Vex. One ear twitched slightly as the wolf watched her, he licked his lips. "There's a lake out back, and I imagine the storm will be breaking soon. Perhaps you'd like to go for a moonlit swim with me?"

Reorik bowed to his master, before opening a nearby window and leaping out. The inn held onto his key and closed the window behind him. Reorik would begin his hunt for traces of where the girl lived, keeping a look out in particular for missing person posters.
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Name: Fern Outridge
Age:18
Bio: Fern was orn at a twisted facility known as a 'puppy mill' and was introduced to a life of servitude early on. Currently she is on the run, hiding at a lake near a quiant looking in. Unfortunately for her, trouble seems to have her cornered.
(Thought I'd continue the downtrodden trend :D)

Voices shouted nearby, taunting her with things like, "Hey baby! I bet you taste real sweet!" one shodowy figure called out. Fern ran for the building, hoping to find the back door unlocked, behind her. Several forms approached, illuminated by the light of the lightning stirking nearby. Panting heavily she twisted the knob and entered quickly, sliding a bolt lock on the door behind her. Soaked to the bone and shivvering, she glanced around the kitchen cautiously,hoping the men would leave so she herself would not be caught tresspassing. Although she was an adult now, she had no formal education and was less than clever, voices in the room next to the kitchen caused her to panic and quickly hide in broom closet nearby, oblivious to the fact that her muddy footprints littered the tile floor and led to her hiding spot.
She shivvered in fear, her own heartbeat audible to her sensitive ears. She sat down in the corner, trying to keep herself as small as possible, in case someone peeked in for some reason. her ears perked up, listening for anyone approaching the door.*

Luce might be able to ignore most of the people or things that entered the inn, and focus on only one or two guests at a time, but Loki could not. He had caught the scent, heard the back door closing and sensed a presance before the Inn even hummed it into his mind. No doubt it had also alerted Luce, but Loki had a feeling that Luce was entirely too wrapped up in whatever it was he was doing upstairs. Loki glanced around a moment. Eyes shifting from Vex to Sheldon, the other female then back to Vex. "Excuse me a moment."

He didn't wait for a response. The wolf turned from the others and slipped into the kitchen. Scratching the back of his head, he glanced at the muddy foot prints with slight annoyance, but already they were fading. The inn cleaning up the mess, though, not before he saw where they led. Quietly Loki moved towards the broom closet and rather suddenly flung the door wide open. "What are you doing in there?" Blood colored eyes didn't seem to have any trouble finding the hiding person. A bit of amusement danced in those eyes.

*AS the door began to open, Fern panicked, without knowing who it was she tossed a nearby dustrag into the face of the person. She growled softly, smelling the scent of a wolf, and something else unnatural. She crouched on her knees, her tail clinging to her body as she reached for another object to throw, this time, a box of Ajax, which burst into a cloud of powder as it connected with Loki's head. Hoping it would cause some confusion, she attempted to crawl out and around him. *

"Wha-" Loki blinked as he was hit with the dust rag, he let that harmlessly fall to the ground. "Hey now, that's not-" Loki took a step back, but the box still hit him, he coughed and sputtered, even sneezed a few times as he waved his hands infront of him to clear the air of the powder. Ears twitching, straining for sounds of this intruder, his blood colored eyes closed tightly. That stuff burned! He coughed and sneezed a few more times as the person attempted to crawl around him. Those ears twitching, easily picking out and catalouging the different sounds. One eye popped open as Loki rubbed the other with a hand and reached down with his other hand to grab the girl by the back of the neck. "How rude, you come in to an inn for room and food right? Do you expect to get that, by throwing things at someone who..uh..works..here?" Loki coughed a few more times, finally clearing his lungs of the burning stuff as he hoisted the girl to her feet.

Both eyes open now, as magic swirled around him. The inn. Cleaning him up, how sweet of it, it also cleaned up the mess on the floor and the small cloud that still hovered in the air a bit. Loki released the girl's neck and placed his hands on her shoulders, turning her to face him. He eyed her critically and frowned slightly. "I don't like having things thrown at me, what do you have to say for yourself, urchin?" His grip was gentle, but tight enough so she couldn't escape him.

Fern paused, almost fearfully as she felt a hand grad the back of her neck, he would be able to feel her body shaking with fear as she sat on the ground facing him. From this angle, just looking down would allow him to see a small branding on her inner thigh. For those in the know, it was a brand of ownership, a crest used by a wealthy family known as the Dumonts. Almost savagely, Fern's growl deepened as she grabbed hold of his left arm and bit down on his wrist, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to weaken his grip just to squirm away.

Voices outside the inn could be heard, "Hey i think i see her! Shit.... someone else is there..." several shadowy figures could be seen staring in from outside with the storm. Fern gasped in panic and retreated back into the closet, softly growling at the unnatural smelling man in the doorway. If he attempted to reach in and grab her, she would try to bite him again (Savage girl! XD will be back on around 11 am Central american time)

Loki's gaze had flickered over the mark of ownership and he couldn't help but wonder that people still did such things. No wonder she was acting the way she was, the wolf shook his head slightly, that mouth opening to say something just as she bit him. A noise of surprise escaped his open mouth, quickly followed by a laugh of pure amusement. Such a fiesty creature! Honestly Loki hadn't expected to be bitten though. He let the girl go, mostly so he could rub the area she had bitten. "Now now. Don't you have proper manners, child?" Those ears twitched and Loki looked towards the window. "Oh. I see. They were hunting you, weren't they?" He looked back to her, a gleam in his eyes.

Loki ran a hand through his long hair and turned, striding across the kitchen with confident, purposeful steps. He unbolted the door and pulled it open with a slight growl and he stepped out into slacking rain. Indeed, the storm seemed as if it were going away. Those blood colored eyes glowed and he licked his lips, it didn't take long for his gaze to land on those figures. "Get out of here, if I ever catch you around here again, I'll rip your hearts out and eat them while your still alive. Scram you scavengers!" Loki's voice was laced with a feral growl, and the tiny sharp teeth in his mouth seemed to get just a bit longer. The wolf wasn't bluffing either, he really would do as he said.

Fern remained in the closet, unsure of whether or not to exit out behind him. To her suprise, the wolf creature had gone outside with the bad men who were chasing her. Peeking out, the figures out the window turned to regard the wolf creature. Even from within the kitchen, she could smell their fear. That man was probably more monsterous than anything she'd witnessed yet.
Five men backed away slowly, the light coming off of thunder cashing showed the elongation of his teeth. "G-guys.... I tink we should go... Like now, this guy ain't normal..." The figures quickly dispersed, glancing back now and then to see if the wolf was still watching them.

Fern took the chance to hurry to the door, sliding the lock into place, a look of triumph on her face as she went to the fridge and began to dig through it. Her tail wagged as she took bites out of the many yummy foods that laced the shelves. She would glance to the door now and then, to see if the wolf was getting through.

Loki could smell their fear, and it only seemed to fuel him on. He enjoyed it, really, the scent of their fear. The wolf licked his lips and took a few threatening steps towards the men. "Yes, yes my little lambs. Run from the big bad wolf." He even snapped his teeth at them, grinning almost maliciously as they ran off, actually considering chasing them down. Though the sound of the door locking behind him made his decision for him.

His expression actually turned from one of feral viciousness to a pout. Those eyes softening a bit and blinking as he turned to face the door. Loki grimaced slightly and put his hand on the door knob. The wolf didn't need to speak, the inn recognized him at once, the lock slid out of place and the door opened easily. Loki stepped into the kitchen, the door closing and locking behind him. In moments, he had dried from the rain and located the girl. Rummaging through the fridge. No doubt the inn was showing her a glorious multitude of food. Loki laughed softly, a laugh of pure amusement.

"You can't lock someone out of their own home...besides, if you wanted food, all you have to do is ask." He watched her carefully, wondering if she would run again. There was really no where else for her to go, he was blocking the back door and surely she didn't want to run into the main room where other people were gathered.