<blockquote class="uncited"><div>As Reizu petted her, she glanced over her wing and growled. "I'm not a dog! Pat me again and we'll see if you have the power to regrow limbs... A good scritching however is different, but that can wait. And yeah, we are almost there."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu quickly withdrew his hands. "I'm sorry. That was a pat of equality, not of submission. Plus, you were singing too loud." His ears twitched at the sound of a good scritching. "How about this? You scritch my ears, I'll scritch wherever it is you want me to scritch."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Yeah, they just don't make 'em like this any more." She motions you off her back, and shifts to human form, leading you to a metal ladder that leads down to a fire escape. The bottom two stories of the metal framework are missing. By the top platform is a double door, leading into the interior. It's rather securely padlocked with a chain that was clearly designed by someone who usually made drawbridges.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu nodded. "This reminds me of the areas in Japan that have the houses on top of one another. Bit crowded but fun to watch the sun set. Additionally, it was a great place to practice my acrobatics. I'm sure this place'll do." He slid down the ladder after Ptricia. Hope my van is OK. He turned to Chris. "Do you think Mr. Soran gave them my Burnout Elite Liscense?"