After I saw the drunken Shukaku and angry Kyuubi I actually had a sense of direction. I ran as fast as I could to the scene where I had last seen them. I gasped when I got there. Of course they were gone and the streets here barely had anybody on them.
Lovely.
I softly cursed as I kicked a clogged storm drain as hard as I could. So the club was really over? Sure the vacation was full of unexpected situations but was it really ruined? Over a mere friend fight?
I considered my options as hopped away on one foot (that storm drain was harder than I thought). I had to find a member of the former Biju club and figure out what was seriously going on.
Taki Okami~

I hope I didn't throw anybody off in the story line. I usually write out my posts on paper first but this time I winged it :)