Cassius found himself having thirty minutes of thoughts in under eight seconds. The canine stepped forward with his digit grade stance, chuckling. "Hehehe! Master Cassius is here for urgent business." The being folded his arms. 

"This... is Anubis. I... Seen things I cannot explain conventionally... but the most logical approach is... Magic binding of spirits... A Familiar as some would call." Cassius stammered a bit as he returned the hug. "But... Unfortunately I really don't have too much time to spend here as I'd like... And... I'm not you're sweet child..." Cassius reached for his temples only to hear Anubis howl with laughter. 

"Pooor boy..." Anubis looked about, sniffing the environment. "Hmmm... I can see why humans would want to slay you... Terrible cooking based on my scent... And... Let's not speak of that here..." Anubis' nose curled up somewhat before pulling his hood down. Cassius pet Hitori and Anubis. Anubis' ears folded awkwardly as he looked at the Kumiho. 

"Right... The reason I'm here is... Bare with me... But..." Cassius took a breath, a nervous one at that. "There will be a play at your life tonight if my vision is correct... So... Evacuate the staff... and... I need you to come with me for what I am about to do... Your ability of illusions will greatly be of service to me tonight... Unfortunately we must go... And I mean within the next few moments... If only I could embrace like when I was a child... But sadly we must be busy tonight..." Cassius exhaled. 

Anubis looked to Hazlenut. "Hmm... You're heart is weighed with joy. You'll see your family again rather soon." 
"Hazelnut has no ideaaa what the hell is being said." The moogle slightly convulsed.

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Monica chuckled at Karn's outlandish puns. "Hhaaahaha..." She held the tea near what looked like Mural glass. The otherwise large tea seemed like nothing but a drop when pushed into the red glass container. "Sweeeeeettt.... It worked!" Monica was a bit jumpy, though Baku was trying to recover from the horrendous joke... At least Wylde was ready.

"Right.... Lad, Blank! Where are you? Are you even ready for the stage tonight!?" Baku looked about the room. 
Monica chuckled, shaking her head somewhat before looking to the door. She half expected someone to emerge... Hopefully Lunch...