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It was very true, so true that it hurt. Starling did not work in this area nor did he ever bring anyone to his room. The only person that might of ventured in here for pure reasons would be Hessat. That was really the only person to venture into this room..well..Dez had but that was mostly to poke around in his dreams and say hi. Did that really count though?

Starling rested ontop of the red head with his chin on his chest. The fox puffed out his cheeks to respond. "Shhhhhhhh, shhhhhh! Don't go saying that! People don't need to know that!" A pair of hands reached up to protect his long ears as if they might pop off his head. Patting those ears he nodded sofly in agreence. Yuuki could keep that information to himself! There was no need for that kind of thing to be spread around at all!

His hands abandoned his ears a moment later to have his fingers cover Yuuki's mouth. "No, don't say that and stop that!" The fox declared with a light squirm but with those hands on his rump, it suddenly made him move more with a weak whimper. Sliding himself further up the red's body he came to rest his head under his chin. "You're not supposed to touch butts. I'm not a whore." His hands moved again away from those lips to rest on some pleasent abs. Molesting them slightly with roaming finger tips.

He didn't notice the light change and if he had, he ignored it.

"That might be a good idea. As long as I have an idea of what your looking for, I could probably produce it in a week or so....w-what are you doing!" Before he knew it the pitcher was empitied by the red head which, to be honest, surprised the little fox. How could someone just down a pitcher like that? He couldn't even do that and he was working on his second drink. The boy was just amazed by this and nodded his head softly. "It's rather strong stuff...wait you want more?" Umm, hmm, okay then. Starling hesitantly went back to his door and moments later more was brought in, the amount that Yuuki wanted.

Starling came to sit on his bed as he idly watched the red head take in all that liquid. Star on the other hand nursed his third mug full and that was enough for him to feel a bit tipsy. Unlike the immortal, his tolereance wasn't all that great and after a bit of time the liquoir would go to his head. Upon being complimented on his craft he lowered his golden eyes. Nervously, he scratched at the side of his neck. "I'm not shy, I'm just. Well, cautious." Lies, he was totally a shy little fox and would hide from anyone and stay in his fox hole forever if he could. But alas, he needed money to live and he would grow lonely without some form of company. 

With rosey cheeks, Star fondled his mug in hand. Then a moment later he promptly died inside. In fact, he was almost certain that in his buzz haze he could see his life force leaving him from his mouth. "M-My ears?!" One hand instantly went to protect one of the long appendages as if it might suddenly fall from his head. His eyes lite up and grew so large they might pop out of his very skull. Pulling his legs up to his chest for security as Yuuki fell on his bed he shook his head. Star downed his drink and then spoke, "They are sensitive but no-nit like that!" Oh, Star was lying out of his ass and he knew it. His ears where extremely sensitive and it sometimes bothered him for people to touch them. Fondling was out of the question, he never let anyone mess with his ears long enough to find out if it set him on fire. The mere thought of that made him gulp down more of his drink, refill it and down it again while camping out on his bed.

"You shouldn't ask such..such questions like that. It's per-personal."

The Fates must of really had sick sense of humor or horribly bored when they created the small strain and placed him upon this earth. They might of given him looks, skills, and a brain to allow him to have some wit but they sure as hell damned him with the worst luck imaginable. Every time he thought he had something going for him someone just had to stir the pot a little too hard. The Starling had a habit of going out to the docks to clear his mind and think when the Saint’s Pleasure got too busy or loud. He did have quite the bit on his mind lately.

There was Hessat making him stay busy, Dez teasing him about that damn dress still and lastly Anise. The small girl that shared the marking he did on his ear. It boggled his mind and the more he tried to make sense of it the more he felt a migraine coming on. Right when he thought his head was going to return to normal and he could return to his room the day got a bit more complicated. Before he knew it he was fighting his way from a group of individuals and would lose. He was lucky enough to have his own weapons on him that night but unlucky enough to be captured. Where he was being taken he didn’t know as one saw it fit to knock him out. Though that had been sometime ago

Which brings about now to his current condition, leaning back in a small steel cage that was used to house animals rather then people. His heels where pressed up against the bars with a rather annoyed look on his features. His right foot tapped lightly against the steel while his head rested against the hay below. His hands where currently working as fast as possible with his picks in his hands. Those large ears were good for something for a change, listening to any on coming visitors. He was not going to stick around this shit hole. He had all ready been in one fight and surprisingly won. However, he did not come clean from that fit in the slightest. His right ear and face was nicked from dodging a sword parry in time. His side suffered the same fate but his hip suffered a shallow stab wound. It had been dressed in a sloppy manner though it would work for the time being. It sure as hell taught him not to trust his own kind in a fight.

Blond brows came together in concentration. Why couldn’t he get the tumblers to roll just right? With a small grunt he put one pick down his shirt and pulled out a thicker one and inserted it. Ah, that was better. A toothy grin crossed his face, he had this lock now. With a turn of the wrist the lock popped open. Slipping his picks away and rotating his body he waited a moment. The area was being occupied by a few owners walking their own strains about like a pet. A few even stopped for some idle chatter off to the right. ”Oh come on…” Muttered Star softly. He needed to get out of here, grab a weapon and find a way out. There was just too many damn people here and he hadn't even a clue how many more there might be. He was too busy fighting eariler to take note of the area. 

Eventually, the people moved on and the other strains around him in their own holding cell watched him silently while a few shook their heads. Once he was certain the coast was clear, he pushed open his door and weaseled his way out. Feeling rather successful he then proceeded to be as sneaky as his breed. He weaved his way around the holding dock and spotted his weapons resting near others that where being held. Not seeing anyone near by he sprinted towards them and then slid right into a fairly large man who looked down at him. It took all but two seconds for Star to realize he hadn’t been a lone at all and someone was watching for escaping fighters.

”Oh, come on!” He declared with a heavy sigh while a strain in another cage in the back started to laugh. ”Looks like the newbie found, Fritz! Better run boy or your gonna be fighting with a club foot!” Now you would think the large man would be slower but Star would be there to tell you in the future that bigger men can still move like a cheetah. Star might have been able to grab his weapon for a split second and parkour over a few cages but in the end, the larger man caught up to him and so did his friends. This resulted in a quick fight of Star at least breaking a few fingers on the big man but also resulting in him acquiring a black eye, a short beating, a pair of lovely leather binds around his wrist and elbows. Then, roughly escorted back to his cell where he was thrown in face first aftering promptly biting the big mans friend.

”Put that biting bastard up next!” declared large man while Star rotated in his cage with difficulty and pain. Spitting out a piece of flesh from his mouth he gave a heavy sigh. ”That is so not fair, I’ve all ready did two fights now! Have a heart!” He was given a reply by a sword being stabbed through the bars and between his legs as a warning.

”Can't wait!" He cried out with his normal high pitched voice while watching the sword being with drew. Now, left alone he wondered how in the seven hells he was going to pick a lock now...let alone get these leather bindings off. He couldn't set them on fire, his fingers couldn't touch it. With another sigh he returned to his past position. "I really need to rethink my life choices." he paused to add in, "I hate my life..." His foot returned to its tapping a bit more painfully then before.

The fox just stared at the ankle in his hands, the Red Clan's marking was on her just as it was on him but in a different location. He might be slow but he wasn't a complete idiot. If she had one then it really did mean something afterall and wasn't just some random mark. With his index finger resting on the mark, he looked up to speak to the young lady.

It took him half a second to realize, with her words, that he had successfully caused her to lose her sense of balance. Startled by that realization the fox dropped the limb and did the only thing he could at his current positon to keep her from falling. His arms reached out and wrapped about her waist to pull her close as well to give her some since of balance. However, in doing so he unintentionally buried his face in her lower stomach.

It didn't stay their for long as he looked up at her with a nervous smile. "Ah, sorry, Miss. Anise. I guess I just got a bit...excited?" Was that the right word? Excited? Hmm, it was something to think about but right now he had other things to be concerned over. Such as Anise muttering things at him which only made his ears jerk forward to catch what she was saying.

"Oh...it does? Oh. Um, I don't know what to expect, Sorry?"