Snarling as the student teacher pinched him, Takuma was ready to punch the man when the sound of hoof beats forestalled him.  He watched as they were surrounded by mounted soldiers and archers, a veritable army of them by the looks of it, and the fact that the leader of the group was a woman came to him as a bit of a surprise.  Wherever and whenever they were, it wasn't during any time period that Takuma was familiar with.  Given what he could remember about world history, it could be either good or bad.<br/><br/>Listening to the leader's demand, Takuma bristled at the idea of Rika having to strip in front of everyone, but managed to keep his cool.  The demand wasn't going well with the rest of the group, Takuma mentally commending Rika's spirit, and at least the student teacher was trying to negotiate... even if the last bit could have been left out.  Feeling a sudden lack of a presence, something Takuma never really experienced before, caused him to glance at his side, only to see that Laina was no longer there.  In fact, she wasn't anywhere near them at all.  Things only got weirder when Hisoka started to panic and changed, growing a pair of feline ears and a cats tail.  And breasts.  Takuma blinked, not trusting his eyes for a moment but another glance assured him that Hisoka didn't look like Hisoka anymore.  He looked like a cat girl.<br/><br/>Very much as startled as Hisoka appeared to be, Takuma got a hold of himself and turned back towards the leader.  Regardless of what was happening, she was the immediate problem.  All the other mysteries and problems, of which there were many, could be dealt with later.<br/>"Or please, at the very least, could you let the ladies keep their clothes on?" Takuma asked as politely as he could, despite the fact his voice seemed very measured and a little tight.  "For modesty's sake."