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

[color=yellow][b]Hana Kurosawa[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
[hr]

Hana stood there for the briefest moments, wondering about the lack of self restraint that had erupted forth from her younger sister. Takumi of course, had more things to worry about, like the fact nobody had paid attention to his jest. At least the kid seemed to understand the tension and her wishes, and wisely decided to step out of the way.

[color=yellow][i]Are all ghouls attention whores?[/i][/color] She thought internally as she witnessed how Asoka berated the newcomer in her clinic. Such a spoiled princess. The reaction was, to be expected, quite explosive, with the unknown person, upon seeing her forceful approach, decided to unleash a second Kagune in her clinic. 

She certainly seemed more than it met the eye, and now with the mask removed, and the Ukaku kagune revealed, she felt off more than ever. An unstable one, almost feral ghoul. Whose breath reeked of ghoul flesh.

[color=yellow][i]Crazy Ukaku Bitch[/i][/color] Hana remembered the words that their eldest brother proferred. It made sense, in a way. The avoidance of her receptionist minion, the injuries, the lack of self control... She really did want to stay unconspicious, but she had erred of trying to be careful in excess. And thus, Hana gambled.

[color=yellow]"Uhhh..."[/color] She wailed slightly, her arms and legs shaking somewhat as she carefully took several steps back, instinctively shielding her head and neck beneath her elbows and put her hands in her shoulders, as she avoided contact with the Ukaku ghoul while still stepping away. [color=yellow] "...D...don't break Hana's clinic, please...calm down."[/color] She said, her voice cracking (or seeming to) in a panicked expression.

Of course, while the position she had assumed was that of fear, desperation and shielding, it also contained a hidden meaning. Her closed eyes disguised the faint activation of her Kakugan, as well, as how her shoulders protuded several daggers which slip into her hands, all while she was stumbling on a nearby cupboard.

[color=yellow][i]Now, if she's the one who attacked Itsuki, she'll surely take the bait.[/i][/color]

[color=yellow]"...P...please with sugar on top? We d...don't know anything, anyway, ha...ha"[/color] She sputtered, feigning a fit of verbosity.