Library

*He opens his eyes*
I am not quite sure, myself.

*Kane slowly entered into the room with his head still covered by his hood, his eyes and face covered in heavy sweat from the intense heat from his jacket*
So... this is what things are like outside of the country?
*Kane removed a single hand from his jacket and began to run his fingers atop the books in the area*

You said that you don't feel as though you are accomplishing much. Is there something in particular you want to accomplish?
*eyes fade into a garnet red*

*looks toward Kane*
Are you okay, there?

*He shrugs*
Justice for starters.
*He turns to face Kane*
In awe, I see.

*Kane slowly lifts his head before returning his eyes back to the shelves before him*
Awe you say...?
*Kanes mind began to wander once again as he ran his sweat covered fingers over the fine spines of the books before him*

Justice? Of what sorts?
*Sits at a circular table, however, still facing Daryan in chair*

*He rubs his head*
Some creatures are becoming cockier. The only ones not giving hunters a problem are yourself and Riza Shiga.

*Mouth curls up into a faint smile*
Thank you. I believe you hunters are doing a perfect job, with keeping things under control in Hokkaido. Fights may break out every so often, but the death rate has lowered a great deal.

*He nods*
Thank you for informing me, Suzumi.

*Kane slowly began to finger the books once again, all the while listening into the nearby conversation*
So... this seems rather intresting but maybe it's best if I take my leave now...

Gin walks into the library wearing her black cloak and her hood over her face to conceal herself.

While he was looking for a single lonely book worm hidden amongst the tomes like it was a second home for them. they all seemed to have the same attire choosing to hide themselves in plain view. As his thoughts wandered he grabbed a large tome from its vaunted shelves.

He opened it and glanced at the words without reading when he felt a breeze a chill. he ran his finger thought is dark hair and smiled at the female. "Good day to you miss." in his best voice then he interjected

"Would you like to just find someplace else to fool around Should We disrobe here and get to work."

She stared at him with a raised eyebrow at his words. "Disrobe, what're you getting at?" she asks in a cautious manner. She didn't bother removing her hood, she didn't know if she could trust this guy or not.

He looked at her and thought "Ah we will play this game." he walked to her and said in his high and mighty tone, "My dear You have kept me waiting and when you get here you pretend you do want what you payed for?" He doesn't look at her he flips his page in his book pretending to read as he placed his hand on her rear and gave it a slight squeeze.

Her eyes widen and she clenches her teeth angrily before she slaps him right across the face, leaving a handprint on his cheek. "I don't recall allowing you to lay your hands on me...have you no respect for women?" she whispered angrily.

"Heh, assaulting you? You're the one that came onto me you disgusting excuse of a man, you should never harrass an engaged woman. Do you really wanna go there?" She made her staff appear out of thin air and she teleported behind him to avoid his attack.

"You should know not to fuck with me..." she whispered, her staff now aimed at the small of his back.

He felt the staff pointed at his back his eye grew wide and he dropped the books in his hand all he could do now was fan the flames which never works out for him. "Well a large amount of my clients are well married would you like to be one them." he smirked and twisted his upper half while talking. He hoped to slide along her staff and drop an elbow into her gut. the problem with novice fighters even people with guns do this they don't give space between the weapon or the target causing a simple motion to turn the tide.

She narrowed her eyes. "Sorry, but I'm no whore, I'm happy and content with my own lover thank you. I definitely don't need your assistance in that department."

She noticed him trying to be sly and attack her with his elbow. She quickly dodged the blow pressing her staff against it. She then turned her staff into a scythe, now having the blade underneath his chin. "One false move and I might accidently let your head slip off your body." she warned.

He slid back a few inches to have his elbow blocked by the end of the staff causing yet another stinging sensation on his body" I hope that doesn't bruise" he thought when she placed the blade under his chin an he felt the the crimson tide roll from his neck it was a flesh wound but all he could think about was it leaving a scar.

"Would it be a happy accident my dear?" he said as if his life was not at stake. "I wish you would stop this nonsense and unhand me. I don't wish to damage your pretty face" yes even in this situation he demands respect for her and hope she heeds his words. the whole point of the elbow attack was to move in close so she would be effective with her weapon.

He raises his right foot to stomp her instep of her foot when his foot hit the ground he would use his momentum to rocket to her noes or eyes what ever he hit and he would then pirouette to the left side.

"I'll admit your hand to hand combat isn't bad...but still could use a little work if I can guess your next move and dodge." she said. She moved her foot out the way before it could be stomped on and did a quick sweep with her feet to knock him right off his feet. When she knocked him down successfully, she had her scythe now pointed at his chest.

"I do not wish to fight you, I didn't come here looking for a fight. I wouldn't be in here if that were the case..." she replied, now removing her hood off her head.

His stomp was a failure and his headbutt failed as well leaving him on the ground from a well place leg sweep. as he was tumbling toward the ground all he could think was "This better not leave a bruise" his body hit the ground with a heavy thud and his ribs ached for a moment. while he rubbed them. "oh this was a bad day...." he turned to his back to see that she had him on a point of no return and then she spoke to him like a teacher scolding a child. and even still he didn't hold his tongue "If you didn't want to fight me Why did you attack me?" he said wiping the blood from his neck. "I was defending myself from you remember!?"

"If you had not harrassed me, I wouldn't have slapped you in the first place. And if you hadn't thrown those books, I wouldn't have to resort to such violence and defend myself...now would I? I'll stop if you'll stop." she said, slowly pulling her scythe away from him a few inches, but she still had a chance to attack him in case he were to try and attack her again.

Not being the happy loser he was he would opt not to lose gracefully and just bow and but instead use his tongue to strike her verbally as taught to him by his mother. His survival insight and his scoundrel charms can't undo his words no matter how he tries and words are his favorite tool due to less chance of scars.

"Harassed you? I did no such thing." he stands up because she allows it, "I simply gave you a touch of the rich life and I should expect payment!" he huff and puffs A few moments more about his hurts and possibility of bruises. "and another thing My body is a temple, woman and you violated it sanctity with your unjustifiable rage." he gestures at the wound on his neck, "How will I get clients now that I am disfigured!"

He sits down in a chair and picks up the first book he tossed at her and began to skim through it. Why he does it doesn't know he looks up from the book and sighs "alrigth .....I will forgive you." He starts to skim the pages like he didn't just admit defeat to her.

She rolled her eyes in disgust before she made her staff disappear. "Rich of life my ass, if I wanted you to touch me so inappopriately, that would be a completely different story. Maybe next time you'll think twice before you decide to grope some random woman and assume she's one of your 'clients'." she explained.