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Azeil blinked a couple of times, surprised as his near-double shifted into the little fox he was so fond of. "Foxxy?" he asked, clearly surprised, although the tail and ears /had/ seemed awfully familiar. Of course he had known of the other's ability to shift into a fox, but into other /people/ nearly he had been unaware of. Then his brows furrowed again. "Why did you look like me...?"

He looked at her, his vision blurry and warped. If his memory served him right, he was pretty sure that she was at the stronghold at some point. "Heh. I musht be sheeing things." He coughed into his arm because he choked on his own spit. "Shorry about that." He then went back to his seat, nearly tripping, and tried to order something to help him stop being drunk.

(FUNK! Why do I keep fighting you? XD

EDIT: And losing >.>)

"No harm done." Asura only continued smiling as she continued to watch the drunken man attempt at some semblance of sobriety. "Cronis, your followers have certainly changed."

Espy groaned inwardly. He'd already caught her sneaking into the Loyalist's medical encampment....Oh well. Only one way out. "I was...er...collecting information. From...you know. Hahh....."

"CRONISH PICKED HISH MEN WELL, YOU...YOU...FAHSHIDAN!" he said, downing what looked to be a fuming potion in a triangular flask. He broke it on the bar table in frustration. "ANOTHER!"
((espy...we're one and one, have more faith))

"Those ears and tail of yours would give you away, you know..." he said a bit suspiciously. He didn't so much care what she was doing, but he did care about the Fox he was so fond of not getting harmed.

'Fahshidan'? Asura's eyes slightly opened wider, glittering blood-red in their depths as she gazed upon the inebriated man. "What a fascinating bunch of knights you are. Whether drunk like a fish or sober as a priest."

(Espy's overly confident. And she's nimble enough to not get hurt...too easily...Also, gotta love how ITUNES JUST LOVES TAKING ITS DAINTY LITTLE TIME STARTING UP.)

"Hmph. If I actually put more effort, I could make them disappear. Or, at least, invisible..." Glancing at the drunk man, she wondered whether she should drip cantarella into his drink...At least the poor bartender wouldn't be threatened by a sleeping man.

"Herr, herr, herr. Just you whait." he downed another flask and jerked his headed side to side as if shaking off the drunkenness. "One more."

Azeil eyed her for a moment. He didn't usually care for anyone, so it was sort of odd to feel this... concern. "Then you better be more careful then," he said with a little bit of a huff, seeming mad, though he wasn't really, more concerned.

Asura glanced at Azeil, noticing the man's worry over Espy and hoping against hope that that affection would completely transfer to the fox and erase her from his thoughts. Silent as a shadow, she headed for the door to return to the front lines.

He drank quickly upon receiving his third glass of the unknown concoction, downing it faster than the previous two drinks... He was also handed a barf bag with the third glass and proceeded to throwing up into it 5 minutes after he downed the drink. He cough heavily as well, but felt better than before. His vision was clearer.
"Thanks," he muttered to the barman.

Azeil noticed that the woman was leaving, and he stood straight again, watching her go. "Farewell, Asura, until another time," he called after her.

Muse stopped to ponder over the question for a moment, "I don't want to fight," she finally said, "It's not that I can't, it just that I do not enjoy taking someones life or wounding them," Muse paused here to take a sip of the rum she had in her glass, "But if I must I guess I fight because the queen scares me."

In truth she didn't mean to walk into this place, she was more of getting directions seeing as her faithful steed had once again lead her astray. She was about to say something under her breath when the strangers question took her by surprise "Why?" she laughed as she repeated part of the question. "Tis simple.. I do what I must, I have been given a order and I follow such.. I cannot return to my true self until the fight has ceased, that is all you need to know" she said before refusing to talk further on the matter.

Never had she been asked why she fought, she thought it was simple. If she wanted to return to her normally peaceful self she'd have to kill everyone that stood in her leader's way.. until then she remained this blood thirsty savage who only showed kindness to the horse that she more or less put up with.