<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/tnKmPtH.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Tsuneo Hunter<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Tsuneo's home<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Renoa,<br/><hr/><br/>“The fires of hell only mean so much when they kinda sputter out. C’mon, i’m sure some food isn’t gonna kill you. You can bully the bird later, seems she won’t be missing this party for the world or anything either.” He was more calm this morning despite the news he had been glancing over, so he was playing the part of the nonchalant host, though he knew the bomb would be dropped sooner or later. That close, he did have a few certain scents -  the scent of sandalwood, natural masculine scents, a hint of  leather, nothing too out of the ordinary. “We’ll be getting there Ren, I promise you that.” He added, sitting opposite of her as he moved to eat, taking a few bits of his meal. Naturally with the letter at his side, it would rouse some suspicion. “Mm... It kind of is. It seems monsters and humans can you know, fuck now.” The bomb was best delivered matter of factly he thought, no real fanfare necessary for it, right? “So that’ll make tonight pretty interesting. I was just reading it over to assure there’d be no complications involved in it. So you know, if you have the plans to break my hips or Riku’s or whoever, I guess its now perfectly legal too. For the most part anyway, direct harm can’t be done or anything, and there are probably some safety precautions regardless.” Having finished most of his breakfast, he consigned some of it to just not getting finished if his guess about her rushing to Riku’s was even more desired.