*Break's open the lock with her bolt cutter.* OK, The safe safe word have been scream enough.

*untie Tail and proceed with the after care.* And cat tail should never be abuse like that.

*Wrap Chen up in a very fluffy blanket and pick her up from the ground.* I would probably appreciated more if the art style wouldn't make all the girl look like five or twelve years old, even the mature one.

*Look up at the artist name while cuddling Chen.* Ah...Gaoo. So that explain it.

*aaaaaand out with a now purring Chen in tow toward my home half-way between the Myourenji and the entrance to old hell.*

Ouch, Cat tails aren't that flexible.