Xitco rolled his eyes as Kitty drew the fight from their heated convorsation. "Ah the hell, if you two think I'm in love then shit I may as well be. Known some one for two damn seconds...." he muttered as the gun was drawn on him. The feline mearly laughed out loud and held his stomach in pain of the chuckling. "Oh shit- gonna shoot me eh?" he grinned, and in an instant his face snapped from humored to deadly. He slid his long switchblade out of his arm band and twisted Kitty over; the edge almost digging into her skin. "Kill me, I'll kill her and well all die without her magic." Xitco growled..warning him with a dark look on his face. The tiger felt a rippling sensation tingle down his spine and he snarled in her ear. He let go of Kitty with an unfaithful shove as he tried to touch his back. He felt his skin ripping and in fear he pulled his head around. Another tail had manifested onto his back, followed by a third. "What the fuck?!" he screamed. The closeness of being to Kitty had affected him enough to mutilate his body. "Your magic shit made me a three tailed beast!" he growled, eyeing Tyrstan and then looking at Kitty.<br/><br/>The anthro was confused as hell now. He looked down at his trusty switchblade, now in the dirt. He scooped it up and sighed. "Jus get back in the cellar. Well rest until morning." he ducked into the room, and felt his new tails wrap around his arms. They were slick with a liquid he didn't understand, much like bile. It stung his arms and made him since in pain. These new developments made him extremely scared of what other things she may be able to do. The anthro leaned against the opposite wall of Foxy and watched Sam debate whether to relax or leave.<br/><br/>Xitco forced his tails off and swallowed deeply. The taste of fries were still on his tongue. Xitco leaned his head back, and looked over at Kitty upstairs. "You sleeping or what..?" he said, motioning for her to come over. He sort of felt bad for Sam, beig dominated by kitsune boy. She had no power against him and she as hell wouldn't win a fight wit either of them. The feline made sure his handgun was hidden from view; by if needed was aimed at Trystan. He grinned with satisfaction and licked his lips; more of the strange and foul smelling liquid seeped from his sharpest teeth. He shrugged and closed his eyes. "Hiw about sweet dream for Every-One tonight?" he opened his eyes again and reached up; pulling Kitty and the door down. It was best to remain unseen. "Hey Trystan, how many other demons are there?" he asked, leaning forward for a moment. His back still ached with pain, rolling in long ribbons across his ribs. Whatever dark power she possess was still roaming his body, looking for another area to taint with.