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The ears! God the ears! Why did everyone go for his ears when they where upset with him or curious? Couldn't they just ask to touch them instead of trying to remove them from his head. Hadn't they any idea how bad it hurt? He had nerves there for heavens sake!

Being free from her grasp was a sudden joy but the now looked at her with a bit of fear in his eyes. He had long lost the apple he had been eating to the ground. Both of his hands where now occupied rubbing the pain from both fox appendiges. "If I looked familiar you could of just asked for my name." The soft voice was the same angelic tone of Cyrus, the man she knew as where his looks. Everything about him screamed that he was the person she might of been looking for but his actions where different.

He showed no signs of knowing her in any form. He pulled back from her in order to keep her from grabbing at him and most of all, he looked startled. "And who is Cyrus? I feel bad for that poor guy if he stood you up. Geez." Lowering his hands from his injuries his ears pressed against his skull in defense. He looked very much like a hurt kitten at that moment.

He didn't understand this girl before him and well, who was she? He supposed her reaction was kinda of normal if she hadn't seen anyone else with ears like his that stood out a mile from his head. Still, that didn't warrant her trying to remove them from his skull!

With her moving suddenly closer to him, he pulled away and knocked his head against the brick wall behind him. Wincing in pain the fox shook his head. "I'm sorry but no, you don't look familiar to me. Should I know you?" He paused a moment and looked suddenly uncomfortable as he eyed her carefully. "Or are you one of Hessat's clients?" That would be the only reason he could come up with if she recongized him. He had been at Lila for over two months now and well, he sometimes had to entertain his company while they waited on him.

But she didn't seem Hessat's type or the kind of person that might be looking for nightly company. Confusion crossed his face even more as his brows came together. Even though she was trying to look as indifferent as possible it was hard to miss that glamour of shock and hope that had been on her face. Suddenly, he felt like a real jackass.

"I'm sorry if I upset you for any reason, especially if its from me not recongizing you. My memory isnt, well, it isn't very good right now." Boy, this was awkward.

For now, the bird was done fighting back against Hessat. He would allow him to do as he pleased within reason. It was best to let him have his moment as he wasn't sure if he could stand another outbrust. His head was starting to hurt from lack of rest and from his sudden movements. The blond grunted lightly and pouted when he hand was removed his his hair only to be replaced with a towel. "Maybe at lunch time." He assured the dark skinned male with a sigh.

Long ears twitched about and flicked a few times from the fabric moving across them. It was merely an automatic reaction and one that went unnoticed by the fox. He found that Hessat drying his hair to be rather relaxing and less stressful then he thought it would of been. The blond yawned slightly and moved a hand to the back of his neck. Carefully, he rubbed the tense muscles there while Hessat spoke to him. Maybe it wasnt so bad to allow Hessat some pleasure treating him. Though he could not help but wonder if it was just some ploy. Hessat was a smart cookie and normally did things only to further his own goals, though at times he did what he wanted without a reason. Ugh, Hessat just hurt his brain sometimes.

He couldn't argue too much anyways, after all, he was just told his viture would remain in tack even after he gave him an odd look. After a moment of staring, he decided not to look the gift. Looking down at the soft shirt in hand he debated on putting it on though wondered if it was actually needed right now. Normally, the blond would refuse to go without being completely covered though the wave of exhaustion was getting to him.

Deciding he was too damn tired to care he removed his wet shirt and dropped it on the wet towel to keep the room from getting messy again. The shirt that was handed to him was placed on the night stand. Starling would do without it for the time being. The thought of doing the proper motions to put on a shirt seemed too exhausting and with that he flopped over on his back then rolled onto his stomach. He shoved his face into the pillow and breathed in the Heraji deeply all the while trying to get a bit more comfortable.

"It's probably not but I don't mind it so much." He admitted softly into the pillow. "But I will take your word for it this time..." Starling had become much calmer as the minutes ticked by and returning to his normal docile self. His hot-headness never stayed around for long as it wasn't in his nature to be such a thing. He was more a patient fellow that took things one step at a time if allowed. His last out brust was a bit out of character and he knew it.

After his tasty discount was collected he ventured off to a less then populated area. He choose to take safe haven in a small ally and set on one of the many crates in that area. He gave a small sigh of relief now knowing he was out of sight and could relax while he waited to return to Lila. There was nothing he could purchase here and god knew what Hessat was doing. The purple clansmen would find him eventually and probably be pissed about it too, as normal.

Idly, the fox chewed on his apple a little bit each minute. Closing his eyes, he took in the sounds around him to become better accustomed to them now that he had his peace. Though as always, his peace would soon be interrupted but he did not expect it to be interrupted in the way of a woman. He cracked his eyes open and turned towards her from the enterance of the ally. She was staring hard at him and he couldn't help but feel as if he had been caught doing something very, very wrong. Confusion sunk into him, why was this girl staring at him so intently?

He opened his mouth to speak to her right then. He wanted to know why she was just gawking and before the words could leave his lips she was there beside him and yanking on his ears. "Ah, damn! Stop that!" He declared with horror. "What are you doing?" A struggle took place for a mere half a minute but it was enough to give Anise what she wanted.

Behid one of his ears was a mark as clear as the blue sky that showed where he truly belonged and it was not in Chrysos or Lila. Managing to free himself, he used his free hand to rub his poor injuried ears. A look of hurt crossed his features while pulling back incase she went in for a second time. "Geez, what was that for lady?"



"Did I do something wrong and why the ears? That hurt a lot just so you know."