[Pinkie]

Mizuki had heard the heavy and troubled feet walk up his normally quite steps. Standing just in time Mizuki heard the large double doors open and a distressed voice reach out to try and stir the darkness "Hello!" He heard "If there's anyone here that won't kill me, I'd love to know!" At that Mizuki wanted to give a smile if it was in his character to do so.

With a little sigh to himself Mizuki turned around and looked at the man that had entered the normally quite and peaceful temple. Mizuki had lived alone for so many years and hid himself well from all others that rumors from the small town began to surface. When no one bared witness to the monk who kept the temple and who still prayed to the gods long forgotten rumors of 'The ghost guardian of the temple' began to reach his pointed ears. Mizuki when he first heard this he thought of it of as something silly but it kept the children away from the temple and most of the town folk up the road as well so who was he to argue or complain?

So when his large doors opened in a loudly manner Mizuki acted if he was caught off guard a little. He was tempted the moment he heard those foot steps to leave and vanish within the darkness like he had so many times before but this is when the smell of blood reached his nose and his ears caught the distress the young man seemed to have bathed in, he didn't make an attempt to leave.

Staying where he was Mizuki stood. The long black cloak that covered his forum falling and correcting itself to once again cover the long lean muscles and pale skin in darkness. With the hooded cloak on his head covering all that was not meant to be seen Mizuki turned his head to peer at the young male standing, leaned up against the door frame.

With nothing but the tip of his pale nose and lightly colored pink lips showing Mizuki spoke for the first time in many years to the man waiting for what was to come "You wish for solace from your troubles..." Mizuki said, his deep voice rolling off his tongue like falling water from a great fall. Though it seemed that Mizuki had more to say nothing left his lips again as he moved forward on silent bare feet.

Reaching the doors he closed them with a manner of skill. Looking at the young man who now sat there in a not so well off chair Mizuki wondered if the male needed medical attention for the wounds the male no doubt had. Walking a little past the male he stopped a moment before turning his head a little to be heard "If you wish...healing is this way" And with those simple words he began to walk slower then usual to a back room beyond what was seen.