[center][h2][b]Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo[/b]

[color=yellow][b]Hana Kurosawa[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
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Hana's breath became regular once more, as she let go of her indignation, much like one lets go of a worn cloth. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she noticed how the youngest of her sibling group had decided to bite in the "bad guy" charm that Itsuki so desperatedly wanted to cultivate. [i]You're foolish, Rin. Itsuki just cares about Itsuki.[/i]

[color=yellow]"Takkun, we [i]are[/i] family. If you think the bonds we share can be so easily broken, you are sorely mistaken."[/color] Hana added with a grave voice as she folded her arms, looking at the both of them go.[color=yellow]"I shall allow him back once he's reflected on what he has done and asks for forgiveness. But he might never do it."[/color]

Hana sighed, and it was then when one of the kids popped up. Take-kun, the rude, knowitall which somehow was resembling Itsuki more and more.

[color=yellow]"Well, the ghoul who tried to attack you lot is no....NO!"[/color] It was at this moment when Asoka's bold movement caught her slightly off guard, letting herself a yelp as the mischievous female ghoul made her way into... delicate parts. Hana's initial fluster (and squeak) began to turn into a serious frown. While the medic ghoul wasn't above a good nature tussle, her rational thoughts dictated her libido. And Asoka's current display was a phenomenal bad idea.

[color=yellow]"This really isn't the time, Asoka"[/color] said Hana, sighing tiredly and making a phenomenal effort to block out all the ticklish signals coming from down under. It wasn't the first time, after all, she had to curb her hunger while studying medicine and having all those tasty corpses in display. The so-called "torture" of the Mercury ghoul was light by comparison.

Luckily, things didn't devolve further, as a new presence rendered whatever claims of it all moot. A prospective client, female, ghoul. That somehow had found her way in the fourth floor [i]without being noticed.[/i] That was rather odd, but Hana didn't show any kind of suspicion, as she tilted her head, and gracefully pulled Asoka's hand out of her pyjamas.

[color=yellow]"Now, now, Hana-chan seems to have work it seems? Take-kun, could you please go to your room? The medic has to work."[/color]

This newcomer was wearing really baggy clothes, and as Takumi noticed, a mask. That alone was ominous, but pretty normal for a ghoul. What didn't add up was the fact that if she really [i]needed[/i] the help of a medic, she would've gone towards the first ghoul she encountered in the clinic, the receptionist. Which then would've warned Hana.

Instead this person had figured out how to reach the fourth floor on her own. Not to mention she was... slurring her speech? Maybe slobber? It was hard to tell because of the mask. Also, there were no visible signs of the ghoul woman even being wounded.

[color=yellow]"I suppose Hana-chan could help you, but at least remove the mask. Hana-chan doesn't treat strangers."[/color] She said, wisely deciding to omit anything that could be more than simple polite suspicion of masked people.