Southern Street

"Tobias Frye, just call me Toby. And I'm sure that you are not stupid." Toby said, a wide smile on his face.

*blushes and looks at the ground*
I'm gonna hafta contradict that, there, Toby...
*laughs, then says, her face serious, but curious*
How did you know the difference between werewolf and human blood?
Cause it's all the same to me...

"Many years of experience. Family business which i finally decided to leave behind." Toby said, not particularly wanting to discuss the topic.

"I could tell as theres a slight difference in shade. Werewolf blood tends to be darker than human. You pick these things up when raised in the Frye household." Toby said.

*nods*
Ah...
Unfortunately, I was raised on a place full of lies!
*fakes a smile*

"At least when I came here I made friends. Every other assignment I was sent on I had to be detached and emotionless. Such a horrible thing. I met people who lost loved ones directly caused by me. How much I wanted to apologise and being unable, its heartbraking..." Toby said, staring at the blood. The tattoo on his neck began to seep a small amount of a black energy that floated into the air, unnoticed by Toby.

*looks at him sympathetically*
I'm sorry...
*looks at the sky*
Wow, that must be horrible...

"I guess..." Toby said, his mind suddenly turning black, only for a second before reverting back to normal. Within those few seconds, Toby had thought about killing Haruka, where to dispose of the body and his allaby, forgetting it only moments later.

"Sorry, I just zoned there." Toby said, blinking.

*cocks an eyebrow*
Are you okay? You don't seem...
*shakes her head*
Nevermind!
Shut up, Haku!

"Don't seem all that what exactly?" Toby asked, raising an eyebrow.

*shakes her head*
It's nothing... Really...
SHUT UP HAKU!!

"Okay, well I'll see you around." Toby said, waving as he left.
She seemed a little strange... Toby thought to himself as he walked away.

*walks down the street yawning slightly*

Antoine walks into the southern street and notices Seles. "Oh hey there again! It's Antoine remember? And you're Sel!" Antoine runs up to Seles and says, wearing a nice purple skirt accompanied with a indigo shirt, her hair let down.

*looks around to look at Antoine*
Antoine.....Antoine......where did I see this person again?
ummm yes
do I know them enough for a nickname?

"I'm guessing you forgot we met before. I'll introduce myself again. I'm Antoine Rene Mercier, but you can call me Anti. And you're Seles aren't you? You're a nice person. What are you doing in these streets?" Antoine asked, reintroducing herself.

Seles is a nickname
my name's Selestra Manara Annalia Nanao Ayame Fallen and I'm out for a walk

"I see. Can I walk with you? I need to grab some things from the shops here too." Antoine asked politely and sweetly, with a warm smile on her face. Her long purple hair flowed in the wind while she smiled, as if posing for a picture. Music seemed to come out of her, although there was no music at all.

*nods a bit*
I don't mind
*resumes walking*

Antoine follows with Seles as she walks, taking one step at a time. Hordes of men swoop down to watch the two girls walk down the street. Then Antoine sees the shop she needs to buy from. "Excuse me. Could you accompany me into this shop? I need to make a purchase." Antoine asks Seles. The shop's banner read in blood red letters: 'MUSIC SHOP'

*blinks*
ok
*stops walking and turns toward it*
i didn't think there was a shop here in this area

Antoine walks into the shop. Eerie music begins to play, but the room is filled with warmth thanks to Antoine's aura. She smiled at the shopkeeper, who was frowning with his pale face contorted into many shapes. "An order, under Antoine Mercier." The shopkeeper nodded and went to the back, returning with a violin. "Thank you." Antoine said, as she paid the shopkeeper.

She took the violin and started playing, as beautiful music filled with magic charged out in tones of purple and blue, surroudning the entire shop.

*blinks a bit, waiting*

*fades in through a shadow with Sakurai and made his way down the streets of night*
*keeps silent with the uncut hair covering his eyes*

*she stays silent, her eyes distant and tinged with orange rather than yellow*

*she closes her eyes and inhales slowly, holding her head in her palm*

I was foolish. Naive. I let my guard down to someone that I had thought I knew.

*she clenches her hand into a fist and clenches her teeth, swearing at herself*

Dammit... dammit...

And what are you doing right now? Letting your guard down to me while you rant on life's faults.
*his voice was cold without any warmth*
*continues to escape down the street with his eyes skimming at the shop names*