<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/burd_zpss5n6r6f4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Torikai</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683863#msg11683863)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Meeting Place<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Riku, open<br/><hr/>She was trying. Trying to be a good, dutiful law-abiding tengu.<br/>But her silly little host kept making it<em> so difficult</em>to maintain that pose.<br/><br/>"Riku ... she wasn't entirely wrong." Perhaps caught up in the rare moment of sincere honesty, she gave her host a small grin that was not at all pure or innocent. "That dog, I mean. You<em>do </em>wander around like a lost little puppy in search of a master. I know the law and what it says - I even studied your legal system. Got qualifications and everything.  If it wasn't for that, well ... I know you're closer to a cat than a dog, but a collar and leash would suit you so well. But I know that the only thing we can be is host and guest."<br/>Her expression darkened as she looked back at the building. "And I'm certainly not going to let some flea-ridden mutt hurt<em>my</em>... my host. Anyway."<br/><br/>With an awkward look, perhaps realizing just how much she has said, Torikai turned back to Riku. "Do you really want to go back home or back in there again?"