<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/monstergirlencyclopedia/images/2/21/Hellhound_cloth.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/339?cb=20150222064724)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">RENOA</span><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Meeting place<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone, Tsuneo, Tabitha, Jun, Abigail<br/><hr/><br/>Renoa rolls her eyes as her question is answered not by the person she was asking, but one of the M.O.N. agents circling the room like buzzards. She was starting to wonder if this was a common thing in Japan...having people jump into the middle of conversations they aren't a part of and answering questions meant for others. It was enough to annoy her. Though, she'd been remarkably easy to annoy today. Then again, she hasn't had a real, good night's rest since coming to Japan.<br/><br/>She only half listened to his response before offering her own. "Yeah? Well you've never seen hell hounds go to war." She comments with a slight growl of annoyance in her voice. She didn't like M.O.N., and she didn't like having her conversations interrupted. Though, to be perfectly fair, she'd never seen hell hounds go to war either. If there was one positive things she could say about her father, it was that he had not lead the tribe into war. In fact his goal seemed to be to avoid it at all costs.<br/><br/>"Excuse me...I'm going to go get something to drink." She adds, nodding toward Jun and Terra before turning on her heels and heading off toward the refreshments table. Really she just didn't want to deal with the M.O.N. agent. God they were so annoying...standing around in their fancy suits watching her...waiting for her to do something to mess up. She let out a deep sigh as she filled a plastic cup with punch, trying to calm herself down.<br/><br/>That's when she noticed the light from the open door as Tsuneo came in. She watched him for a moment as he looked around the room. Waiting to see what monster was following him, only to realize...none was. Was he one of the few hosts who haven't been assigned a monster?<br/><br/>She approached Tsuneo from behind, as she always did with potential prey. Her ears perked as she heard him talking nervously to one of the M.O.N. agents. Before the suited man had much of a chance to answer, Renoa did. "Well...that depends on what you're here for." She says in response to his question of 'am I late?' "If you'd gotten here earlier you could have seen me naked." She offers with a grin. As of now her clothing wasn't even remotely sexy...a simple hoodie she stole from Riku and plain sweat pants, nothing revealing or alluring. But they said she had to wear SOMETHING...<br/><br/>"I'm Renoa, of the Hazestalker tribe." She introduces herself with a gentle smile before leaning in close to sniff at the newcomer. A smirk tugs at her lips as she doesn't smell a monster on him or his clothes. He lived alone. "Can't help but notice you're here alone...does that mean you don't have a monster of your very own?" She asks, her little smirk turning more into a grin as she tries to look cute and appealing...which she finds difficult thanks to her unflattering clothing.