[center][color=ed1c24][h3]Himeko Arslan[/h3]
Interacting with: [@Dark Light][/color][/center]
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As that matter was resolved, she finally was able to relax again. The club was once more blaring with lights and sound with people dancing like there's no tomorrow in the middle. She could only see silhouettes because of the strobe lights, but she didn't mind. Himeko walked towards a free table that was the farthest from the dance floor and settled there. She was offered a drink by one of the waiters and she waited there.

At least nothing bad was going on.

At some point or another, she had drifted off despite the loud music. There was no danger present in this club for her. No one would dare touch her. Not if they valued their hands that is. She had roused herself from her sleep. Same blaring music, same blinding strobe lights, same partying people who were drunk, high, having fun or all three. She stood up and passed by the bartender's counter to which the bartender acknowledged her presence. "Goin' out Princess?"

Himeko yawned and stretched her arms. [color=ed1c24]"Yeah."[/color] She shouldered the bokken's case so she didn't have to carry it in her hands but still would be readily accessible when needed and set off. The morning was silent once she distanced herself from the club. No one was around since it was still so early - besides the drunks who were stumbling all over the place but they wouldn't remember anything. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt something shift on her backside and she opened her eyes again - a cat tail now present and swishing from side to side. [color=ed1c24]"It's still equally cool and weird."[/color] She muttered to herself as she reached to touch the tail.

It had only been a few days since she had gained her powers. She wasn't sure how it happened, but when she woke up to the clubs in shambles, she had a monkey's tail. She had panicked, originally, but realized that she could 'remove' it. After some contemplating with her smarter acquaintances, they tried different experiments like aksing her if she could try different animals or if she could transform into a full monkey (sadly, she can't) among others. They deduced that she could take on some part of an animal but not transforming into the animal itself and that she is quite limited in selection. 

She jolted up when she heard tires followed by a crash. What the-

It was then followed by the honk of the horn... continuously, without stop. Himeko quickly moved to the source which was pretty damn close. She saw an expensive and rather old looking car lodged into a pylon. She saw a man with his head on the steering wheel, causing the horn to just continue releasing sound. There was smoke rising from the car. Fearing for the worst, Himeko quickly made her way to the man. The seatbelt wasn't jammed so she was able to take it off quickly. She opened the door (thank God for it being an open air kind of vehicle) and then pulled him out to a safe distance and silencing the horn in the process.

She leaned him up against an alley wall. Himeko surveyed his injuries. There were some that didn't look like it came from the crash. She wasn't the type who could suddenly dress an injury properly so she was very unsure. She didn't even have the right equipment to dress wounds. So she stood guard by the alleyway as she phoned one of her subordinates who might know what to do. Though hopefully, someone gets here... because that person isn't answering his phone.