Right you Were

Robert led Connor and his two undead to a nearby Clothes shop, that wasn't terribly far, but reaching it was a pain in the ass with the crowds. Brian got flirtatious stares, that he effectively ignored, because he didn't have any human interests.

Connor was avoided due to the creature on his shoulders. Even though Ivory paid them no mind, her expressionless gaze creeped people out... Until she yawned and rubbed her head against Connors. Then invisible flowery auras filled the streets.

Once the group was inside the shop, Connor went straight to the kids section. There were plenty of options, but none fit Ivory very well in style.

"Hello sir, can I help you find something for your... u-undead?" A woman approached Connor and asked.

"Her name is Ivory. I want something less... girly. Darker colors would be preferred." Connor replied without looking up from his browsing.

[Favor Increased with Morta]

"I'll see what I can find for, miss Ivory!" The receptionist ran off to the back. While she did, she made sure to hit the panic button back there before returning hastily with an entire box of darker clothes. Connor dug through, finally finding items that worked.

A plain black shirt with gray and black stripped long sleeves, black pants and a black skirt, black and gray stripped knee highs finished with black boots that laced up to mid shin. Of course Connor just changed her into the outfit in the dressing room. Connor looked at her, a slight look of content on his face.

"Now you look as adorable as you are." Connor stated, his lips slightly turning towards a smile, but still not quite. He turned and opened the door, and stared a giant man in his hairy chest. Connor looked up at said giants face. He looked like a bodybuilder. His face was adorned with a blue mustache, but no hair adorned his head. His eyes were also the same sky blue as his stache.

"There were plenty of other rooms available." Connor stated. The giant man reached to his blade and unsheathed it, then tried to slash Ivory's head off. Connor was faster though, he grabbed Ivory and dove under the giant.

"The undead boy! It needs to be purged from the city!" The man bellowed. This caused the out side traffic to begin pausing and watching. Robert and Brian stood amongst them, Robert's head in his hand. Brian was dressed in a nice three piece with a black trench coat. He looked every bit a fancy doctor. He also had a look of unprecedented rage.

"Why? What has she done?" Connor asked.

"Its an undead." The man replied.

"Okay, but I don't go around taking my anger out on skin heads. Just because I don't like them, doesn't mean I have to kill them." Connor responded.

[Taunt Leveled up]

The veins in the giants head began to pop.

"That's a fucking monster you buffoon!" He bellowed he charged forward.

'So slow.'

Connor stepped forward, not meaning to, but that step was actually a flash, and his fist folded the man so hard, his hands clapped with his feet and he was sent through the back of the building. The people were astonished, some even recorded the back of Connor. Connor saw the flashing of cameras and drew his Rainbow Kitten mask from Inventory and put it on before turning around.

He took a plain black tee and a designer zip up hoodie from the racks, not caring much for the design, and approached the counter. The cashier was the same woman who hit the panic button, and now she was heavily panicking. The man who came into the store to exterminate the undead was a Low C Rank. But she witnessed that very man get folded like an omelet.

"You called him yes?" Connor pointed to the destroyed wall were a C Rank slept. The cashier nodded slowly yes.

"Hmm." Connor hummed and pulled out ten copper and dropped it on the counter. The woman opened her mouth, but was swiftly shut when Connor ripped his shirt off with one hand. His scarred, toned and chiseled body caused her to stare, mostly out of fear.

Then Connor donned the shirt and slid the jacket on. It was black but digitalized white halfway down the sleeves. Connor stared at her a little longer.

"O-of course, a-all those items were on discount t-today! P-please come again!" She bowed while stuttering badly. Connor turned, with Ivory on his shoulders, and left the store.

*A Few Minutes Later*

A man dressed in a simple black t-shirt, blue jeans and converse shoes, smoking a cigarette turned up at the store. His haggard long black hair and lazy brown eyes looked over the destroyed store. He had a single long sword at his side. He had rough scruff along his chin.

"Tch. Ah, so what happened?" He asked the shaking cashier, tears had been streaming down her face. She told her story and what transpired.

"Tch. What a pain. Did you even bother to ask whether or not that was his familiar?" The man asked with impatience. The woman shook her head and said; "No.".

"That's where you fucked up. Ah, I'll find him and get some answers. But if it's a familiar, then it's allowed in the city. Hah, though I've never heard of an Undead familiar before. What did it look like? Grotesque? Missing limbs?" The man continued to grill the woman for details.

"No, she looked very cute actually. It's just her skin color was grayish blue, and her hair was as white as sun bleached bones. Her eyes were a bright yellow and she had that emotionless mile long stare." The woman explained.

"Tch... Well, good news. Hah, there's no way that was an Undead. Probably just a off shoot species from ghouls or imps. Please refrain from hitting a panic button for unconfirmed cases such as this! Tch. I could have spent this time drinking sake." The man complained in a slight whining tone on the last sentence.