He was walking and minding his own business when he felt like a gaze was upon him. He looked around without moving his head. Seeing no one he had continued walking. Weaving in and out of people who walked by him as if they really were not even there. His footsteps much lighter than anyone else in this realm. Let alone this place he was now in. He felt the eyes upon him again yet still did not see anyone. He frowns without appearing to do so. The frown more internal than external. He was wondering if he was beginning to grow paranoid. Perhaps he was...perhaps not. Only time would tell.<br/><br/>He kept walking and felt the eyes upon him again. Stopping without even looking at a crosswalk when the light turned to not safe for crossing. Sure he could have made it across without any issue or trouble but he sensed that would cause panic, paranoia and chaos. All of which he was hoping to avoid. He waits at the stop between him and the target location. He wasn't really sure where he was going. Just that he was going there. He felt the eyes upon him once more. Though this time there was a presence that  came with it.<br/><br/>He turns as the woman approached him. Almost backing up into traffic but didn't. The woman was very...familiar yet not familiar...at the same time. She reminded him of someone yet he did not remember who or why. He gives off a small smile to the woman. "Good day is it not mylady?" he asks in an exotic and foreign yet sexy nonetheless. He sensed danger approaching yet felt it not directed toward himself. He eyed the man who approached the woman in a violent and aggressive manner.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I thought I told you not to come out alone. I told you I would get you. What do I find but you with another man. You are such a slut you little bitch." The man says in a violent tone. He knew she was afraid of him. Knew she was avoiding him. He hated this and figured the bitch belonged to him. He eyes the man who put himself between him and her. "Get out of the way asshole...she belongs to me." he says in a venomous growl.</span><br/><br/>The male who was a mystery to all merely shook his head. Raising his hand to the weak minded man. Speaking (think star wars and jedi mind tricks) as he did so. "You do not wish to start a fight. You have something at home that needs doing." He says in a soft yet firm voice. Watching as the man repeated it in first person. Then walked off to do what he needed to do. He, himself however, did not leave. He merely looked at the young woman. "Would you like me to walk you home mylady?" he offers warmly. Wearing not but the kimono upon his form yet seemed not to notice the cold.