Intro-dog-tions

It is rather surprising to you when your eyes fall upon the small masked form of Kyokotsu, the small ninja woman giving you a curious glance with her one visible eye, “John-koi…I understand why you are here…but why is Free-chan?”

Turning from the tiny ninja to the very confused wolf woman you can only shrug your shoulders, a tired sigh escaping your lips as you mutter, “I have no idea Kyokotsu-hime…but apparently the Urn wants Free-chan to come with us.”

Finally having rubbed the last of the pain from the lump in her skull Free rises from her seat on the floor, her fingers combing swiftly through her wild hair as she speaks with a surprising amount of seriousness for her normally ‘puppyish’ personality, “I hate to sound stupid but where the hell are we John-koi?”

Waving your hand around the dusky old bar you feel a bit of shame in your voice as you speak up, “This would be my inner world Free-chan…kind of like my subconscious though I haven’t the slightest idea why it’s inside of a murky old bar.”

Free nods with understanding as Kyokotsu speaks up, “The real question though…is why are we all here?”

Chuckling a bitterly you shake your head, standing up from your seat with a loud scraping of wood against wood, “Well for us Kyokotsu-chan, since we share a subconscious world it makes sense that you are here...but Free-chan is another matter.”

Turning your gaze to Free you find the werewolf woman giving you a confused look and an innocent looking shrug, “Don’t look at me John-koi, last thing I remember is finding the kitchen, eating dinner, then passing out in the living room.”

“Wonderful,” you say with a sigh, “well it seems that the Urn has a reason for dragging you along…either that or it just likes to fuck with me.”

“You still haven’t answered,” Kyokotsu interrupts, your sudden gaze on her seeming to make her nervous but not enough to stop her words, “You keep…mentioning the Urn…so why are we here?”

With a sigh and a slight scratch at the back of your neck you speak up once more, “Well, the Urn has decided to use this place as a sort of hub between me and the different dimensions in which I am needed or am destined to have contact with. It’s kind of like an all purpose dimensional subway where I have **** in the direction or arrival location.”

“Does this mean you’ve got to help out another dimension again John-koi?” Free asks, her head tilting slightly causing her to look like an innocently curious canine.

“Yeah,” you mutter, your face holding a touch of apprehension as you look to the others in the room, “so if you just want to stay here that is alright. I mean it’s not the best place around but at least you won’t be in any danger-“

In the midst of your speech Free gives off a short barking laugh, her arms crossing over her chest which serves to accentuate her impressive bust line even further, “Are you kidding John-koi? The first thing I wanted to do when I found you was fight you so how the hell could I pass up the opportunity to fight alongside you?”

With a soft giggle your gaze turns to Kyokotsu, the little ninja easily hopping from her place on the other side of the room to right by your side, “I am your…blade John-koi…I will always…be by your side.”

Your face turns from one of worry to one of bright enthusiasm, an optimistic smile on your lips as you turn to the two women in your life, “Thank you girls, for everything.” Before Free can ask what for she finds herself in a powerful and almost overwhelming lip lock, a powerful kiss sending her mind to the stars above for a few short moments of blissful enjoyment. With a soft pop you pull away from the brightly grinning woman to the short Kyokotsu, your lips laying themselves upon her brow and causing a brilliant flush to cross her cheeks.

With the girls thanked and your spirits high you turn to face the door of the musty old bar, brilliant light shimmering from in between the cracks thus letting you know of your arrival in a new land, “Well…no time like the present…”