Who: Mitsuko and Chris
When: Morning
Where: The Nagamori/Jung Cottage
What: Mitsuko is SUPERPISSED and Chris is in SUPERTROUBLE.

An entire day. The little brat thought she could get away with being gone for an entire day. Halfway through the day before, she'd actually gone out looking for Chris. She'd thought something horrible had happened to the girl. Maybe Dante had come back for another. But the girl's scent was easy to pick up. It led right to Hayate's. There was no question where she'd gone-- where she was. She had half a mind to storm in there and yank the girl out by her ear before reporting Hayate to the authorities.

But no, she waited instead. Logan seemed worried as to where the girl was, but Mitsuko told him not to worry. She would deal with Chris.

How could she do this? How could Chris leave to be with Hayate while there was a killer loose. Mitsuko understood teenaged rebellion. Hell, she'd practically redefined the concept. But this was...

She was sitting in front of the door in a chair taken from the kitchen, so she would be the first thing Chris saw when she came in.

The door finally opened. Mitsuko rose from her seat and her lip curled. "Christina Jung... Are you completely out of your mind?"

Who: Mitsuko and Logan (Narrative)
When: Night
Where: Kamiyama-Nagamori-Jung cottage
What: Mama-Mitsuko is NOT happy

Mitsuko had left Midori's at dawn and spent the rest of the day continuing her search for Adrienne. Her leg hurt from where it had been mauled by the todd. She hadn't given it proper time to heal before running on it once again.

She hadn't found Adrienne. As much as she wanted to continue looking for her friend, she knew she couldn't leave Logan and the twins for another night. She'd already been gone nearly two.

When she arrived home, she was greeted by a very enthusiastic hug from her brother. Logan wasn't normally extremely affectionate, but his worry for his sister outweighed any discomfort he had. Mitsuko gave Logan a pat on the head in response before limping towards the stairs.

"What happened?" Logan asked softly, noticing the injury affecting her movements.

"Just a fox," Mitsuko replied. "It's not bad. Just stings a bit."

( Are the twins asleep? )

Who: Mitsuko and Midori (narrative)
When: Very early morning
Where: Near the forest cottages
What: Mitsuko searches for her friend, gets into trouble and has a surprising moment.

There were only bits and pieces of information. The Council was playing things pretty close to the chest. The only thing Mitsuko knew was that Dante had taken two women hostage. She knew of Dante's interest in Adrienne. And her friend was not at her home.

Mitsuko had not formally volunteered for a search party. She suspected as a young woman with three teenagers in her charge, she'd be rebuked, that it was too dangerous for someone with such responsibilities. And she couldn't say she was at all comfortable with the Council still.

Besides, Mitsuko was a hunter. She was better at searching on her own, in her animal form. If she was in a 'search party', she would be slowed down.

The small white fox stopped and let out a small growl. She was tired-- she'd been at this for nearly a day. Her body ached and she was just getting confused. So many people were out searching for Dante and the kidnapped girls that her nose was clogged with the scents of so many people.

But she couldn't give up. Not when her friend was out there. She had told herself she wasn't going to lose anyone else she cared about. If that meant she had to push herself, she was going to do it. She continued on, deeper into the trees.

She was weary and her nose was close to the ground. So focused, she didn't notice the large creature leap at her.

( You territorial bastard! )

Who: Mitsuko, Logan and Adrienne
When: Late evening
Where: Kamiyama-Nagamori/Jung cottage
What: A dinner between friends after organization fun

Mitsuko opened the oven and peeked in at the cooking steak. She licked her lips and poked at it carefully with a fork, not quite piercing the flesh. It was nice and rare on the inside, she could tell. Perfect for a pair of Kitsune and a Lycanthrope. She just hoped Charlie would be okay with it as well.

She put on an oven mitt and pulled the meat out of the oven, setting it down onto the table. She then placed down a side of greens and some rolls from the bakery. "I think we're just about ready to go," she said to Adrienne. "Let me just go call the boys."

Tranforming into her fox form, she darted out of the room and her soft fur-covered footsteps could be heard going up the stairs. "Logan! Charlie!" she called out. "We're ready to eat if you're done with your things!"

Mitsuko went back down into the kitchen with Adrienne. She grabbed a bottle of wine and began to uncork it. "Thanks for the help, Ookami-chan. I didn't realize just how settled I'd gotten in the other cottage."

Mitsuko and Logan had moved to a larger cottage. With Charlie and Chris now living with them the old one was too small. They had moved several days ago, but the last of the unpacking and organizing had only happened today (truthfully, Mitsuko probably would have finished had she not taken a 'stress relieving break' the night before at Sascha and Irei's).

She held out a glass of wine to Adrienne. "I can't believe it. Less than six months ago, the Council was saying I'm not mature enough to take care of three kids... Guess I showed them." She puffed out her chest briefly in pride, before dramatically deflating. "Of course, back then I didn't have much of a social life. I guess that's going to change." Certainly, sneaking out for sleepovers with Irei and Sascha should probably be curbed. Leaving a seventeen year old was one thing, but a seventeen year old and a pair of fourteen year olds? That seemed like a recipe for trouble.

Logan crept into the room silently. He went to Mitsuko's side and leaned in, whispering in her ear. Mitsuko frowned slightly. "Sweetie, it's Adrienne. You don't need to whisper to me."

"Charlie's asleep," Logan managed out, smiling nervously at Adrienne. "He was pretty tired."

"And Chris is still out..." Mitsuko cast a wary eye towards the door. She was going to have to keep an eye on that girl now that they were living together. But she put on a smile regardless. "I guess it's just the three of us! Sit down! I hope the food's all right, I'm still learning."

Who: Mitsuko and Irei
When: Morning
Where: Irei and Sascha's bungalow
What: Mitsuko and Irei discuss some things that have been on Mitsuko's mind

Her bare feet still slightly damp, Mitsuko padded out of the shower and into the bedroom that had become almost as familiar as her own over the past two months. Two months... Had it really been that long already? Funny to think that. Mitsuko's relationship with Sascha and Irei-- and, no matter how free and unrestrained they were, it was some form of 'relationship'-- had lasted longer than all of her previous ones, save for Sho.

She had grown comfortable with the arrangement, even occasionally sleeping over and-- as was the case today-- borrowing clothes from Sascha. She was wearing one of his shirts, which looked more like a dress on her small frame, going down to mid-thigh and covering up her hands.

Sascha was already gone when Mitsuko had woken up, but Irei was still there in bed. Sweeping her still wet hair up in a messy ponytail, she gave his ear a quick nibble to alert him to her presence. "Every time I come over, I get distracted." She let out a gentle sigh against his skin. There had been something on her mind since she'd come over a few days ago and caught a very familiar scent. She just hadn't found the time to bring it up. Until now. "My mother was here. I know she and Sascha are on the Vice Council together, but I seriously doubt it was business considering what happened the last time they ran into each other." Mitsuko was still quite angry at her mother for the harsh words towards Sascha.

Trailing her fingers up and down Irei's arm, she gave him a small, wry smile. "So what happened? Anything I should worry about?"

Who: Mitsuko and Irei
When: Evening
Where: Irei and Sascha's place
What: Post-coital discussion of recent events

Italics=Japanese dialogue

Mitsuko was still panting as she pulled herself off of Irei and laid down alongside him on the bed. Her flesh was slicked with sweat and her long hair clung to her skin. She reached to the bedside table and grabbed a pack of cigarettes and lighter with slightly trembling hand.

They hadn't spoken when she'd come in. She'd simply strolled into the bungalow and when she found Irei, she kissed him furiously and they'd tumbled into his bedroom. She didn't want talk, she didn't want to discuss her feelings. She wanted to forget, to lose herself in the pleasure of another body. Irei seemed to have no objections and things had progressed.

Her mind had been plagued by the events of late. Hayate's imprisonment. Adrienne's attack. Adrienne...

Mitsuko's mother had told her not to become attached to people. That they would always let you down. Adrienne had not let her down... It was even worse. Adrienne had almost died. It was a hurt Mitsuko had never really experienced before. No one she'd cared about had ever died, as she'd never opened up enough to care about anyone. Now that she had, it frightened her. Even worse, it couldn't have been Hayate who had done it. Mitsuko was certain it had been him who had hurt so many people in Elysium. But now, there seemed to be someone else...

When Mitsuko was troubled like this, she turned to the one thing she knew could take her mind off of it.

It had worked, for a moment. Irei was skilled and the pleasure had clouded her mind while they writhed together in his bed. But with passions now cooled, the dark thoughts began to creep back into her mind.

Mitsuko lit both cigarettes and held one out to Irei. She ran her foot up and down his calf idly, her expression one of pensive uncertainty.

"Irei-kun...." Mitsuko started, worrying her lower lip slightly. But as soon as his name left her mouth, her query seemed ridiculous. She averted her gaze, a curtain of dark hair obscuring her face. "Nevermind. It's hardly good pillow talk."

Who: Logan, Mitsuko and Zach
When: Night, after Logan brings Adrienne to the Medical Pavilion
Where: Mitsuko and Logan's place, then Zach's place
What: Bringing the terrible news


Once Adrienne was safely in the hands of the doctors, Logan slipped out of the Medical Pavilion silently. Everyone was in such a rush to take care of the badly injured girl, they hadn't noticed the bloodstained boy that had brought her in leave.

Where everything had been a panicked rush in trying to get Adrienne there, the world seemed to have slowed down now. His body felt heavy-- so very heavy. Each step home felt labored. He could feel the blood drying on his hands-- and his face. When he'd cradled his head, the blood-- Adrienne's blood-- had clung to his flesh.

Reaching home seemed to take forever-- when really, not much time had passed at all. He pushed open the door and went into the living room. He knelt down beside the couch, where the snow-coloured fox slumbered.

( It's Adrienne )

They arrived at Zach's. Logan raised his hand to knock on the door, but he hesitated. Could he really do this? Could he tell his friend-- one of his best friends-- his girlfriend had been attacked by what looked like a wild animal?

He had to. Finally, he rapped his knuckles against the door and waited for what seemed like eternity for someone to answer. He wasn't completely certain what he would say, but he was certain he face spoke volumes as it was. Something bad had happened.

Who: Mitsuko and Zach
When: Afternoon
Where: Shore of Lake Alata'elen
What: Taking a walk and offering free hugs

It was a pleasant day and Mitsuko was off of work, so she decided to take advantage of it. She gone out for a long walk around the Haven. The weather was so nice, she actually managed to wear an outfit which was probably the least amount of clothing she'd managed in a while (at least, in public). It was a black dress, which resembled more a shirt. Written across the chest in bold letters were the words FREE HUGS. Of course, she didn't want the chance the weather too much and wore knee-high boots to protect her legs. That, and she looked good in boots.

Her outfit was mostly an invitation for people to talk to her. She was feeling very sociable at the moment. Considering Mitsuko was usually ridiculously sociable, this was saying a lot. Things seemed to be going all right for her personally at the moment. The election of the Vice Council was tonight. Hopefully that meant her mother would be voted on and have something to do with her time other than get into Mitsuko's business. Logan was working hard making jewelry for Valentine's Day. There was also the issue of the rumors around town. Gossip was the Head Council was going to arrest someone for an attack, which might also be connected to the murders. A thrill went through Mitsuko as she though about whether or not the arrestee was Hayate. He was, after all, the only psychopath she knew in town. She hadn't really thought her poisoning would be fatal, it was just something to feel less helpless... Him rotting in jail would be even more satisfying anyway. He could be locked away for a very long time, given vampire life spans.

The only thing that made her feel a bit sad was looking out onto the water as she walked by Lake Alata'elen. She wondered how Loki was doing. If he was all right. If took the compass she'd given him with him. If he might occasionally think about her. But she did not dwell on those thoughts long. It wouldn't do her any good and she was in too good a mood to have it ruined.

Mitsuko let out a sigh and enjoyed the nice weather. She wondered if she might come across someone else who was enjoying the weather today. She could use some company.

Who: Everyone!
When: Evening
Where: The Arts and Trade Enclave
What: Grand Opening of the Enclave! Elected Vice Council members are announced! Not to mention, there’s a par-tay!

Tonight was the night for the Grand Opening of the Arts and Trade Enclave. After many careful months of renovating the original buildings located near the tip of the northern mountains, it was completed at last. What was once an old village had been turned into an enclave for learning and the arts, which had been deemed important by the Head Council for the community of Elysium. The public lacked a place to pursue their love of the arts and finer crafts, and now it was made possible for them with supplies, teachers, and more. It was one of the finest ideas for the haven’s people. Hopefully, it would come to fulfill the extra needs of the citizens.

As for the party itself, they had gone all out for the occasion. Gold and white ribbons decorated everything from the doors to the windows to the eaves of the roof, and everyone was dressed up for the occasion. Both inside and outside of the building, there were long tables dedicated to serving snack foods and beverages to the attendees. The ballroom was open, serving as a dance floor for the evening with live music, and even the patio beyond was lit by glowing lanterns and a full crowd of mingling people.

The party had been going on for no more than thirty minutes so far when it was time for the Head Council to announce the elected members of Vice Council. The music ceased temporarily out on the patio as the three of them made an appearance on the stage in place of the entertainment for the evening.

( “Welcome, everyone!” Dylan announced with a smile. )

Who: Mitsuko (Narrative)
When: Very Early Morning
Where: Various places
What: Breaking in not to steal!

Mitsuko liked to break into people's houses. Even if she wasn't stealing anything, there was something exhilarating about slipping in and out of someone's house without them knowing it.

She supposed her mission today was a bit more acceptable than he usual beat. Instead of taking things, she'd be leaving things. And who didn't like getting things? Today, she was like Santa... Tiny, Japanese, female Santa.

She made her way stealthily around Elysium, carefully slipping into people's homes and leaving her gift, getting out before anyone noticed her. Even if they did notice her, it wouldn't make much difference. She was just leaving presents. Nothing bad... This time at least.

Her presents were a mix of things gotten from town with Adrienne, the storage unit from her break-in with Max, taken from her own collection of stuff, bartered for photographs at the cafe or made at the cafe on her free time. It wasn't much, but it was something. She just wanted the people she'd met over the past few months to know she appreciated their friendship.

( Gifts for Mitsuko friends! )

With all of her packages delivered Mitsuko made her way back to her own cottage. Logan was probably going to be up soon. It was time to spend the day with her brother. For the first time in her life, Kamiyama Mitsuko had family to spend Christmas with.


NOTE: I SWEAR Mitsuko was planning to do this before I saw Umeko's post. Small world!

Who: Mitsuko and Adrienne
When: Afternoon
Where: Helicharis
What: Hanging out and girl talk


Mitsuko had never been big about celebrating Christmas. Her mother was old-fashioned, traditional Japanese and ignored Western holidays. Not to mention Christmas had the implications of family togetherness.

In the years she had been on her own, Christmas had mainly served the purpose of Getting Mitsuko Stuff. Her admirers would use the holiday as a way to earn her favor. She'd accepted the gifts of course, but always spent the day alone.

This year was different. She had Logan, who was spending his first Christmas without his parents. They were a family and Mitsuko was going to make sure he had a good holiday.

That was why she was out in Helicharis with her best friend, getting presents for her brother and the few friends she had. If she was really trying to connect with people now, she was going to show it.

She felt a bit bad about Adrienne walking around town so close to the moon, with snow all over the ground. But Adrienne was a trooper and she wanted to go out herself (presumably for her own family and boyfriend).

She frowned slightly as she came up with a thought. Mitsuko turned to her friend curiously. "Do you think I should get a tree? I don't know if anyone's got any... And I really don't have anything to decorate it with...."

Who: Max & Mitsuko
When: Late Night
Where: Storage Facility
What: Two thieves up to no good.

He watched the sunset on his porch that evening, even if he wasn't sure why. It seemed like a sappy thing to do, or at least something only an old man would waste him time doing. Max let himself go soft during his stay here, and he wanted to find a way to harden himself up again. He hadn't heard from either one of his so-called new friends, not the merman, not Riley. He didn't know where they were or what they were doing, but he assumed it was clear neither one of them wanted to waste any more time around him.

His hands itched to get back to their old work. With fingers fidgeting in his lap, Max sat up from the simple wicker chair on his porch. The sun had set, navy blue creeping in like ink staining the sky. Eventually, it would be pitch black outside. He entered his house and covered himself properly with gloves and hat on top of the rest of his clothing and took a small amount of useful supplies with him. Nothing too exaggerated—just a lock-picking kit, miniature flashlight he managed to scrounge up, and a knife hidden in the sole of his boot. It was there just for protection.

The grass was soft beneath his feet as he walked down the path outside his front door. He cut across the trees and corners of town until he reached the storage facility. He was supposed to meet her here. Why, he wasn’t sure. The rules were up to her since it was her suggestion. Hell, he didn’t even know what they were supposed to steal. Something small and unnoticeable, hopefully; they didn’t need someone figuring out their heist in case they managed to get away with it tonight.

Who: Mitsuko (Narrative)
When: Late Night
Where: Hayate's cottage
What: Dastardly plans put into effect

The small white fox waited outside behind a snowdrift, looking up at the small cottage. She had followed Chris to the vampire's home. While it was dangerous to break in while she knew he was home, it was the only way she was going to be able to find him. She couldn't wait now. She had to do this.

She walked to the backdoor and transformed into her human form. She was dressed in black, her hair up in a braid-- her normal thievery clothing. She decided to brave hiding her ears and tail. She needed to practice and not leaving behind white fur would be a plus in these sorts of situations. Her feet were cold outside, in her ballet slippers. But she needed to walk softly in the house of a vampire.

Getting into the cottages was not much trouble. Mitsuko had no difficulty getting into the kitchen. She padded in, keeping quiet. She started towards the refrigerator, but she heard something. Very quietly, she went into the hall. She wasn't going to risk going any further, but she could hear well enough anyway. Moans of distinct pleasure.

Mitsuko wanted to wretch. She didn't know what Hayate and Chris were doing in there, but she had a pretty good idea based on the sounds. The knowledge that Hayate was so low as to do... things with a fourteen-year-old girl made her punishment all the more just. He needed to be stopped.

Quickly and carefully, Mitsuko made her way back into the kitchen. With gloved hands, she opened the refrigerator. It was filled with bottles of blood. Mitsuko unscrewed the top of one, before reaching into her pocket and drawing out a vial. She uncorked it and dumped the blood thinners in. She resealed the bottle and closed the refrigerator.

With a dark look towards the sitting room, Mitsuko headed back outside. She carefully shut the door up and reached into her pants, pulling out a small whisk broom. She used it to brush away her footsteps as she walked away from the cottage.

Finally far enough away, Mitsuko transformed back into her animal form and took off into the night.

Who: Sascha, Midori and [later] Mitsuko
When: Noon
Where: Near the Cafe
What: Politics and a case of mistaken identity

It was one of those crisp winter days where the entire world seemed like one gigantic backdrop of white. The overcast sky was a blanket of grey calm across Elysium, and as Sascha trekked through the powdery snow toward the cafe, cane in hand, he could barely suppress a shiver of anxiety. What the hell did he think he was doing?

Not that he didn't have a set destination in mind, of course; he was on his lunch break and had decided to stop in at the cafe for something quick and warm- hot chocolate, maybe, since it was awfully close to Christmas and he was trying to get into the festive mood. He hadn't seen Mitsuko for a few days, anyway, and since she'd gone to the trouble of paying him a visit at his place of work, he thought he'd return the favor...with less lecherous intent, at least this time around. Sneaky little thing had stolen the pack of smokes he'd lifted from Irei, and he wasn't about to let her get away with it, even though technically she already had.

( No, no, Sascha's current uncertainty had nothing to do with pilfered cigarettes or freezing weather )

Sascha was momentarily pulled from his brooding by the sight of a familiar figure walking just ahead of him on the path, and he grinned deviously. The woman was wrapped up in cold weather garb just as he was, but he'd recognize that long hair and those tell-tale furry ears anywhere. She must have been on her way to work- perfect! He'd just head her off now and take care of business. He quickened his pace to catch up to the woman, and once he was close enough behind her, he reached up to draw the hair away from the back of her neck and press a nibble of greeting to the nape. Hey there, dumplin'. I think you owe me an apology.


*Denotes mindspeak

Who: Mitsuko and Kayo
When: Evening
Where: Kayo's cottage
What: Lessons in Kitsune covertness

Italics=Japanese

Over the past few weeks, Mitsuko had spent quite a bit of time with Kayo, learning how to hide her ears and tail. While they mostly focused on their lessons, it was also nice to simply have another Kitsune to be around. Mitsuko didn't realize how much she missed the company of her kin. There had been a few Kitsune she'd liked back when she'd been with her clan. She's tried not to think about it too much over the years. But when she'd started hanging out with Shigeru, she'd thought about it. When he'd disappeared... She hoped Kayo would stick around.

Mitsuko opened the door to Kayo's cottage. She'd never been much on knocking. She had a small bag of cookies from the cafe. She hadn't worked today, but she'd stopped by. Kayo came into the cafe a lot and it was the least she could do to thank the girl.

"Hello?" Mitsuko called out. "Kayo-chan? You in? I'm here for lessons."

Who: Mitsuko and Max
When: Afternoon
Where: Helicharis Marketplace
What: The Thief Reunion

Mitsuko had the day off work today. Before she went over to Kayo's to work on disguising her ears and tail, she decided to blow off some steam in the marketplace. She had been following a few dwarves around and liberating them of various things they carried. After robbing the Medical Pavilion, she was deeply missing the life. But she had no desire to keep the dwarves possessions. She kept on placing them a bit ahead of them, making them think they'd dropped the various belongings. It was dumb, but it was somewhat entertaining. Besides, Mitsuko was still feeling a bit bitter towards Frar and Fror and decided to take it out on their kinsmen.

Bored with her thievery, Mitsuko leaned against the wall of the butcher's. She reached into her pocket and drew out a pack of cigarettes-- liberated from Sascha during her last visit to him. She lit the tip of one of the cigarettes and let the smoke billow out of her mouth into the crisp winter air.

Who: Irei, Sascha, Mitsuko, Logan, and Sheldon(?)
When: Evening, when the moon has appeared in the sky
Where: site of Kaiya and Faye's murder
What: Calling Kaiya's spirit back from the dead, bwahahahaha!

Irei scratched the back of his neck as he checked once again that he had everything ready for the seance. As this one was planned unlike the time those stupid harpies had attacked, he had thought to bring a bigger, and better supplies to work the magic that would be going down that evening. He had scratched a magic circle into the earth with a sturdy stick he had found near the murder site and was now busy etching pictographic ruins from within the circle. Multiple fat, white candles set on low round bases were set in strategic spots. He had also taken it upon himself to find something that had personally belonged to Kaiya, incase either Logan or Sheldon didn’t show up. It wasn’t much, but he would help him focus in on Kaiya’s energy.

He sat back on his haunches and looked over at his friend. Irei had asked Sascha to come with him this time. These kind of events tended to be very trying on even Irei’s ability to make it home on his own two feet. His normal practice of drinking to deaden the pain was effective, but he had to be sure not to drink too much, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to focus. He was grateful for that possessive streak that ran through Sascha on occasion that seemed to make him more than willing to accompany Irei and make sure the necromancer made it home safely.

Irei put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it on one of the already burning candles. “Oi!” He called out to Sascha and tossed his pack over to him, nearly wordlessly offering him a cigarette as well as asking him to hold onto it for him. Stuffed inside the pack of thin white sticks was Irei silver Zippo lighter. Considering Sascha had known very little of Kaiya while she was alive aside from Irei had told him, his presence was not required so much for that, as it was for moral support.

There had been no form of RSVP from the two he had invited out tonight. Irei hadn’t really expected much in that form, but he still wasn’t sure who would come. Logan had been really upset when Irei had mentioned calling his father’s spirit. He hadn’t seen Logan again until the Halloween festival, when they both had interest in the vampire/human odd couple. Although Logan had been interested in the teenaged girl, and Irei was far more drawn to Hayate himself. Unlike with Logan Irei had little knowledge of Sheldon, let alone his exact relation to the deceased fae.

He sucked the nicotine laced smoke deep into his lungs, causing him to cough. It was just a bit too much all at once. He buried his mouth into his elbow as he continued to cough.

Was there anything else he needed to do? The candles were set up, ruins sketched, and the incense was laid out ready to be burnt as an offering to the departed.. He stood back up and carefully made his way to where he had set down his grimoire, his book of necromancy spells and supernatural information. He picked it up and ran his hand over the repaired spine. It was a very old and very rare book. There were very few in existence that he knew off. It was Sato-sensei’s legacy that he had passed down to Irei. He opened the book and raised his eyes to glance over it at Sascha before returning to his mental check list.

All he really needed were the invited guests to attend.

Who: Mitsuko and Kayo
When: Afternoon
Where: The Cafe
What: The Meeting of Cute Kitsune Chicks

As with most days, Mitsuko was working at the cafe. She was quickly becoming a favourite waitress. Not only was Mitsuko a good waitress, many of the male citizens of Elysium coming in to be flirted with by the young Kitsune. She enjoyed working, as it meant she got to meet more people in town. Meeting new people was fun and she had to admit it (as Irei had pointed out) she loved the attention she received from her cute uniform and flirtatious attitude.

Mitsuko pulled the pocketwatch from inside her top. She opened it and looked at it. She had to leave early in order to make it to Irei's seance. While she had not been close to Kaiya in life, Logan insisted on going. Mitsuko wanted to be there for him. There was also the possibility Kaiya would reveal the identity of her killer-- Hayate! Mitsuko was certain of it.

She had just set down a pot of tea and cups on a table sitting two sprites. She had turned back to go into the kitchen when her enhanced senses caught a scent. A Kitsune. She let out a groan and looked around for her mother. She could not see the woman. She then looked for Shigeru, wondering if the Genko had finally reappeared.

But as she looked around, she saw absolutely no sign of ears or tail on her customers. She decided to follow her nose and find the source.