Aira Enjoyers, I have not been giving my offerings!
Yet she's been such a fun character!!!
(Actually it's just that my computer has been on the fritz so all I've been able to do is sketch before it overheats and crashes. BAD COMBO FOR ART!!! )
Anyhow, SHOOT YOUR SHOT SHIRATORI WOOOOOOO!
The ravenette was breathing as she coughed up saliva, feeling bile rising in her throat from the immense pain her body was undergoing, but was grateful that he listened to her about the purification. Focusing her energy, her lavender powers sparked around her being, trying to repel the spirits out like a magnet, but she hardly had any strength left. Collapsing to her knees in the hallway, the female was vomiting up blood as the soul eaters were hooking their fangs and twisting, attempting to dig deeper to reach her soul. As the male pressed his hands against her back, it sent strong jolts through her body similar to a car getting a jump start on a battery.
Biting her lip, the creatures wiggled and squealed in agony as more spiritual energy coursed through the flesh. Her own energy was working together like a circuit, repelling the soul eaters from her body. His white energy was flowing and blending with her lavender spiritual powers until the five spirits were fully detached from her body, snarling. Kikyo was sweating heavily as she was mumbling softly, holding out her hand, using the man’s assistance as some powers shot from her fingertips, destroying them.
Groaning in pain, the female leaned against the wall even though there was more coming; she knew that they were nothing but small fry. “It’s coming. The red one.” Her voice was weak and hoarse as her gaze looked out the windows, simply observing. The air pressure increased around the school hallway, and the pair were trapped in the other dimension as it felt like everything was shaking. Something large was approaching quickly. Kikyo was trembling with a mixture of pain and fear as her face was pale, and she was trying to force herself to stand up. However, she kept losing her balance and slipping back to the ground as her sneakers slipped against the floor.
Jin doesn't hesitate to help Kikyo steady herself, his escalating worries brushed aside with a mix of both awe and relief when he saw first hand the power she was capable of. Something about the sight of it briefly brought a comforting feeling. One that assured that they would make it out of whatever mess they had been dragged into. It was all a spectacle that he was still growing used to, but one worth witnessing.
What was important was that he was able to help her in some way without having to resort to more violent measures, and he had his masters' words of wisdom to thank for that.
To think he was a non believer in this stuff just months ago.
"Hey! Easy now..." Jin keeps his supporting hold on her. The little parasites were gone now, so they had time to breathe--
--wait...what did she mean red one??
The on-cue quake interrupted him before he had any chance of proceeding further. Next thing he knew he found himself losing his balance and falling on all fours, releasing his hold on Kikyo in the process.
It takes a moment, but he manages to ease his way back up with the windows ledge where he catches a glimpse of what she had been referring to.
A massive serpentine-like creature. Red in color and similar in appearance to the smaller parasites he had just struggled to help her fight off. The big boss if he ever saw one. Just as she warned, it was heading this way. Its size increasing as it drew closer by the second.
"H-HOLY CRAP THAT THING'S HUGE!! KIKYO, WE GOTTA--!!!" Snapping back around, he rushes back to her side having realized her continued struggle and weak complexion. This wasn't good at all. With only so much he could do, they were practically sitting ducks in these cramped halls.
"Hey! I have an idea, but you're gonna have to trust me, 'kay?" A hand places at her shoulder, hoping that his continued siphoning of energy to her would relieve her some. "My masters' place is a ways from here... But we'll be safer there than here. If you let me carry you I know we can make it." He was no turbo powered yokai, but he managed something similar while outrunning a massive deathworm before. What could possibly go wrong?
"Can you hear me, Kikyo!? If that thing gets us here, we're total goners!"
realizing with the fifa thing going on that i could totally have jj geeking out over it bc soccer but im a little dummy who knows nothing about sports especially soccer of all things alkfjdflka
Zuma struggled to not smirk as he heard the childish ghost mutter those words. The young delinquent had a younger brother for a good portion of his life, he knew how to handle when they had a tantrum.
Before grabbing the cotton candy, Zuma makes a circular motion with his hand toward the owner of the cotton candy stand.
That signal made the man add more on the cotton candy, making it quite bigger than it was before, in fact, it was twice as big as it was before.
Unji grabbed the cotton candy and offered to the other, his usual stern expression on his face.
"Here... since ya went through the effort, I'm givin' ya double."
"Rewards ain't a guarantee when ya good, kid.
But put in the effort at bein' kind, and ya might find that a reward in itself.
That was it? Just a 'please' and he got what he wanted just like that? Who woulda' thought it was THAT simple. This had to have something to do with the whole 'power of words' thing that granny keeps yapping to them about.
Holding the now obtained cotton candy high in his grasp, the entity stared at it with star filled eyes while absentmindedly nodding to Zumas' words. The cloudy mass of sweetness looked even better up close. Light as a feather in his hands just like...you guessed it...cotton.
Almost felt like a shame to eat it. Nah, what was he thinking? After all the pestering he had to do just for him to give in to Zumas' brotherly advice, it was a treat well deserved. It only took a matter of seconds for him to compact it into the size of a gumball and pop it in his mouth, a trick he learned from watching tv.
"Mm! It's melting!" Evil Eye comments in surprise, savoring the sugar in his mouth. What human sorcery was this? "What other cool things do humans make? I wanna try more things!" He demands in childish excitement, a flashing string of colorful lights drawing him in like flies to a lamp before he could so much as exchange looks with Zuma. "C'mon, c'mon! I wanna see what's that way! ...puh-lease!" Couldn't forget the magic word, right?
He reaches to grab Zumas' sleeve with a hard tug and lets go just as quickly. The entity was ready to move on and was a tad too eager to do so, dashing off towards the lights without a care.
Uh-oh. Maybe that mouthful of sugar was already getting to him.
Okarun looked up from his magazine as they walked, lips pursed in thought. There must be some kind of picture book not tailored to kids that would entertain Evil Eye... oh!
"Here, this way!" he called quietly, heading toward a small art section. It was all books, but many of the books discussing famous paintings and art installations had pictures. He snagged a book he was sure would have what he was looking for, then held it open for Evil Eye.
"Check this out. A really famous artist from Spain painted it back in the 1800's."
On the page Okarun had flipped to was a photograph of Saturn Devouring His Son, in high enough resolution to certainly be right up Evil Eye's alley.
Evil Eye stared into the image for what felt like hours, focused and non blinking while he took it all in. The gory image alone was the clear hook of it all what with the subject being of murder. Leaning in too close for comfort like a child would a tv screen, all three of his eyes scanned over the piece of art, not knowing where to start.
A ninety degree tilt of the head later - an eventual exhale of a gasp erupted from the spirit. Jerking himself from the page when he had come with the slow flickering lightbulb of a realization.
"WAIT! THAT MONSTER'S EATING HIM!!" Came a shout, loud enough to turn the heads of anyone nearby. Not that he cared, obviously. He stares back at the image, widened eyes shifting into a frown. That poor 'son'. It almost felt relatable. "We should track it down and fight it so it can't eat anyone else!!"
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