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“This is all a little peculiar...” She remarks to the young man who served her tea and cakes. Tactless, she’ll admit, to just say such a thing to a stranger -- but his voice! It was an uncanny match to a certain red head, whom she’d been more than acquainted; though to her luck, this person was far more amicable. Be that out of general personality or necessity; he did work here after all. “I mean...I’m sorry, I must be looking at you like you have three eyes! “
ooc so its been awhile! and i’ll spare the details, bc this is my second time typing this but i’m SUPER SORRY about my absence aaa ;v; bc i know i had lots of starters to write but re: dampened spirits + anxiety -> lack of motivation, but im feeling good!! i’m gonna be fixing some stuff on the blog, pushing out a starter. which brings me to, if you’d like, message me for one! message me bc i do things a bit differently nowadays? which will be covered when i make my guide/things to know page....YEAH ITS FINE i’d love to thread w/ u like.....touches ur face wistfully......
found: a really mean looking sword // Ghirahim
“Exhaustion, ” he exasperatedly says, “overcame me; isn’t that obvious enough?” He replies irritably, as he gestures into the air, his hand moving the white side bang that covered half of his face.
"I could have slept as I am now, " He admits, then quickly adds, " I did, actually. Maintaining this form frankly can be quite the chore, you see. It drains me, I am not like you with just one body. I unconsciously, I suppose slipped into it. ” Being a demon lord AND a sword spirit was mentally taxing; he couldn’t just advertise how beautiful he was and how dangerous he could be. And besides, he could fall into the wrong hands (not like that hasn’t happened before).
Ghirahim’s mood shifts, from irritable to … very confident. He stretches his arms out wide, cape fluttering as he shifts his current position.
"Oh ho, you wish to know who I am? You may call me Ghirahim, ” He introduces, hand gesturing to himself now, ” Although, I would prefer you to call me my title: Lord Ghirahim. Ha ha!” He is strangely happy to be talking about himself, as he stands a bit straighter, ” I jest, that title unfortunately matters little here.”
His eyes seem to squint at her; he was about to make a comment regarding his residence, until she corrects herself.
"The city, yes, I live in one of the many provided apartments. Apartment 1.009, if I am correct.” He looks thoughtful as he says this, and once that is said, he parrots her question, ” And yourself, may you indulge me with your name?”
So it was true that that strange conduit brought people from all walks of life, perhaps even all universes beyond the one she knew for so long, to this one place here. Dizzying, remarkable and a bit frightening. One never knew who or what else would show up in this city. Here she was, conversing with a swordman (literally) and apparently a lord as well. Fascinating...though she'd really have to work on pronouncing his name correctly.
He mentions his apartment number and her eyes light up with a vague recognition and she smiles, "We live in the same building! I'm in .012, I think that's the same floor, no?" Her index finger taps against her chin, 1 2 3.
"My name is Yui; it's nice to meet you, all things considered! Small world, huh? I didn't expect to meet a neighbor today."
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"…You really… …" In the time he had known her, Yui had always been unlike any other human he had known. Not that Shu went out of his way to meet humans ever since his first grim encounter, likewise, it wasn’t as if he didn’t see them every day at school when he was forced to go, or simply around in the world as much as he disconnected himself from it. It was strange to see her again and it gave him a feeling he couldn’t quite describe when he had first laid eyes upon her today, by chance. He had initially believed that everything and anything from his old life before Iunctum had been erased away but she was undeniable proof that his belief wasn’t the case.
"Well, whatever." He wasn’t going to dwell on it.
"You always do what you like anyway."
That was about as much as a reply as Yui was going to get from him, but she probably assumed as much. Shu certainly wasn’t going to divulge any further, instead moving to the nearest city bench he could find and propping himself up there. After a long sigh, Shu managed a relaxed position, already beginning to nod off as the two of them proceeded to wait in silence.
— A silence that was soon broken by the sound of a passing car.
Shu shifts in response and bares Yui a glance, a thought crossing over as he decides to voice a query if only to satiate his momentary and rare curiousity. His voice is quiet in the night air, turning his gaze away from her once his sentence finishes. "The family you are obligated to be with here, what kind of humans are they?" He too, could tell her story after story of his own “family” here but he was never particularly inclined towards the spouse and child he had either, best to forget them after all.
Once more did surprise manifest itself on a reddened set of cheeks and a nose to match. Her eyes crinkled when she smiled, wide, 1.) because she would tacitly be bemused that a question -- an interest -- about her life could come out of the stoic vampire; and then 2.) it was refreshing that when her housemates came to the forefront of her mind she couldn't help but be reminded of some antics of theirs. "
They're a lively pair," A breezy sigh and she shook her head, "Sometimes it's hard to keep up with them in that case, but I suppose there is never a dull moment."
"They assigned me a..er...well, a husband and a son; Akina and a boy named Yuuma. It feels a little awkward saying so but -- the former is very spirited person; amiable, hardworking. He used to live with demons apparently. He led a very peculiar life before this -- it was nice to relate on some level." She had come out with her index finger in the air, 'dotting' her sentence before she continued. "And Yuuma is kind as well, though he gets into things rather often I think. Crashes into things, specifically, with his bike. I'm pretty sure he lived in a time much further forward than our own, perhaps? And he's always making this...face."
That didn't help enough as a descriptor, she knew, so in good form she shut her eyes and pursed her lips together. But speaking with a face like that on wouldn't be good, so quickly she rested her features back to their stationary positions. "It's just his way, but I always remember my father saying that if you make funny faces it'll freeze that way eventually. A myth but it reminds me of that, that's all." Before she got the chance to perhaps get a glimpse into his own family life, stray gravel cracking under the force of tires had resounded when she opened her mouth to ask.
Already had she brightened but upon seeing the taxi she was positively glowing -- warmth awaited them, finally. Yui trotted forward and pulled open the cab door, then turned on her heel to her lumbering blond companion, grinning amiably before piling in and onto vinyl seats.
8 simple rules for marrying my teenage son // azusa
"… …So it’s like that…?" Azusa gives pause at Yui’s thoughtful answer. — He can’t understand it. He tries to, on some level, but everything she says simply doesn’t resonate. He doesn’t believe that a mother’s precious love could make Azusa feel alive, could make him feel as if he’s really there the way his scars do when they throb and burn like a hot iron against his flesh. His brows knit together in his own private thought, meeting Yui’s eyes carefully and searching them thereafter, as if she held a more suitable answer for his query.
He’s not sure what he sees there but he parts lips and replies finally, "A mother…but… ..Yui-san was always like that."
Even though she’s quite literally his mother (in-law) in Iunctum, before all of this — she was always someone who tried to take care of him. Someone kind, someone gentle, not that he understood why she was like that towards him, often thinking she hated him and treated him like that because of it. Azusa sighed softly, lowering his head and mumbling to himself prior to garnering for her attention again with further questions. "If Yui-san is like that, a precious mother…and that kind of mother is someone a lot of people deserve, then…. ..Yui-san must be like that too."
Someone a lot of people deserve. Like her family here, like his brothers, though he doesn’t seem certain if he deserves her himself. It’s not as if Adam and Eve seem to really matter here. Azusa isn’t sure what to do about it without Ruki or any of his elder brothers to guide him. He anxiously begins to tug tighter on his bandages that litter most of his forearms, tightening them more than is needed in order to quell his confusion though he abruptly stops, looking at Yui once again.He recalls her earlier words and it brings a strange feeling to well up in his chest. "You…Eve — Yui-san said that you’re not upset…by my being here. Is it okay if I deserve you then…? …Maybe. Unless you hate me…do you?"
His train of thought seems to get away from him, as it often does. But the path he goes down is one that’s often visited as he finds his lips curving with the faintest of smiles. Somehow, he feels happy now - most likely due to the feeling that now courses from his heart being a familiar one and one that Yui herself, is probably well aware of. "Aaah, if Yui-san hates me then that would be fine too, I think. Because then you could take out your hate on me, couldn’t you? I even have some knives here too, so Yui-san could definitely…give me more friends. Right…Yui-san?"
It is wrong on her account and his to hope like she did. For her because when it floats up and crashes to her feet, the blow is harder on her every time. For him, well, she wasn't sure how her hope affected him, that is if it could. Perhaps it would serve to confuse him further were she to articulate it -- would he give her the same stare he had when she explained what a mother was? When he asked if he did indeed deserve someone like whom she described (apparently it was her, but somehow Yui couldn't stomach that; not after hearing the contrary for so long...)?
She hoped beyond it all that if any one were to understand at least in there own way it would be this boy, frail and mild. But the blackness swallowed them both up and her revulsion rose up in the form of bile.
Every time he asked it of her, she felt sick.
And every time she shook her head, eyes clenched shut.
"No." Her chest tightened. "I...I want to be Azusa-san's friend, and the way I do that is different than your other friends. Do you understand that? It's okay if you deserve me...you do."
hooome home on the raaange // akina
Seeing that the term ‘demons’ is something that constructed her words, he can only laugh as she asks these questions about his home. He couldn’t really lie, that’s where he lived, a place where humans and demons were deemed to get along like no other place. “Yep, demons!” He points his index finger up telling her that she’s heard right. He can’t tell if she thinks this is crazy or is she just humoring him? But she does seem fascinated by the glimpse in her eyes which makes him continue,
"Yeah, I did. My good friend, he was an oni along with his little sister. They had the horns and everything, If I got into any fights it was with him mostly, I have to say he’s the one who’s done most damage." But they were friends so it didn’t matter, "There’s one demon, she’s a spunky girl with pigtails who is a language user. As long as she emphasizes her words, she can create it. Another girl who helped me around the city’s office is a Satori, she has cat ears used as an antenna and can hear the consciousness of people but if she uses it too much she knocks out." He knows every little thing about them and just talking about them is refreshing, "Then the humans were special too, the doctor that works with us is a relative of Victor Frankenstein, you know who that is right?"
"There were some demons that would cause trouble but nothing we wouldn’t handle. I am in the employment of that city so I can protect them too. But nothing I couldn’t handle, haha, sounds crazy doesn’t it? Not many people would believe in it because there’s alternate worlds you know and people might say, ‘Demons don’t exist’. Well.. I do have news for them, what do you think? You can call me crazy if you want." Finally finding what he’s looking for in the book, he’s enthused that they’re halfway through it, honestly. "I don’t mind being laughed at, everyone has to face defeat to some people."
Oni, young women with cat ears, relatives of Dr. Frakenstein? He was right, all of it did sound preposterous. Where this many years ago she probably wouldn't have been able to stifle her giggles and chock his words up to his vivid imagination. But to deny his experience was essentially denying her's in some way, and she couldn't really do that despite wanting to. So she shook her head.
"I believe you. In fact I envy you just a little if what you say is really true, can I say?" Well, if they we're trading stories -- and Yui felt comfortable in knowing she wouldn't be laughed at or mocked. Called crazy, even.
"I lived with vampires; six of them, all young men. It...well, it was horrible. I was to be their bride, to one of them, but things were especially difficult because of my heart; as if being consistently treated like furniture wasn't already difficult enough." Frustration marked her features, brows knitting together and a sigh heaving out of from her diaphragm. "Everything I knew about myself was fabricated, and the secrets surfaced the minute I went into that home. So...hearing an experience like yours, I'm happy that you didn't face anything so terrible -- something I wouldn't even wish upon my worst enemy. But also a bit envious."
❧ have you seen my son { fair&yui
For a moment, the young girl deflated, brows knitting together in worry. She had been asking people all day, searching as much as she could, and as much as the little twerp annoyed her, she wanted to make sure he was safe. She’d been sick with worry last time it had happened, and back then he didn’t even have human form — it was worse now that she knew him.
"Hm?" Revived now, she jerked her head up to meet the gaze of the stranger. This was her first offer of help today, after all; of course she’d be a little surprised. "If you’re free, then help would be appreciated…" She trailed off for a moment. Yes, that would be fine. The girl seemed trustworthy, and even if she wasn’t, Fair figured that she and Lyurm could take her once reunited.
"Would you help me check the park, then, Miss…?"
"Yui," She nodded and gave a reassuring smile for good measure. "With two pairs of eyes, we should be able to find him in no time!" Despite how big the city was. Really, the person this girl was looking for could have been anywhere. But that didn't mean that they shouldn't try at all. Her thumb jutted and pointed over her shoulder, "The park down the street from here is the biggest in Iunctum; the playground is there too, and I'd certainly go there if I was a child. We should definitely check there."
With that being said she led the charge in spirited strides. Two eyes would certainly help, and if the other was half as diligent and task-oriented as Yui perceived her to be, there was no way they wouldn't find her friend somewhere. Thinking that, well, Yui vowed to remain diligent as well.
FOUND HIM // Lyurm
Maybe this was inappropriate given the situation at hand but...well, she definitely knew this child. Or knew of him in any case, but how or where she wasn't exactly sure. Blue hair definitely was a stand out trait, but alas, she remembered nothing even when her brows arched together in deep, ponderous thought. Such a thing would have to be addressed at a later time, especially with such a mess to clean up. And ice cream to reimburse!
His request for fitting for a child, although she did feel a bit bad that his garb was dirty. But for kids things like this were a water off a duck's back in most cases, bless their hearts. "Of course! And it's on the house, for your trouble!" She'd even through in a free shirt as well, little did he know, and so she disappeared to fulfill her tasks. And to get the mop...
She returned with the sundae and the plain tshirt, emblazoned with a graphical ice cream cone, setting them down in front of the peculiar boy and promptly went straight to mopping, In the mean time, she'd definitely grill him just a bit.
"A little young to be out by yourself, no? I hope someone knows you're here."
found: a really mean looking sword // Ghirahim
"Why bother then?" He huffs, with a roll of his eyes. "Surely there are different methods to move me without dropping me.” It was careless of him, he mentally admits, but he would not tell her. When Yui mentions someone hurting themselves, the sword spirit merely shrugs his shoulders, clearly indifferent about the matter.
"It is not my fault if someone is not paying attention. And besides, child–– if someone did get hurt, it would at least keep them more aware. They would learn the hard way, for their mistakes.”
As she apologizes, the sword spirit heaves a sigh, while shaking his head. “Additionally, why try to pick up something that is obviously too heavy for you? You foolish girl. ” He continues to reprimand her, with brow still furrowed. He disappears from the spot that she first found him, and reappears behind her, with hands lightly gripped around her shoulders. His voice is dangerously low, as he whispers close to her ear, “One false slip and you may have gravely injured yourself. You’d be a bloody mess.”
He disappears again, and reappears with his arms crossed over his chest. By the tone of his voice, it’s difficult to judge whether he is genuinely concerned for her well being or not. He tilts his head to the side, while gazing at her. “…Stand. I would prefer to speak with someone when I can look at them in the eyes.” He is miffed, perhaps not as enraged when first waking up.
She raised herself straight up and crossed her arms over her chest, rather unnerved that teleportation seemed to be an occurrence she couldn't seem to get away from. But all things considered, for how creepy his air was, she felt that this could have gone a lot worse. He was right: had she slipped then she'd no longer have any toes -- but here she was, ten toes on each foot remained where God intended.
Still, this was all too weird. And Yui could confidently say that she had been exposed to very strange, sickening things in the past. She had to be thankful that, despite his gross disregard for the well being of others, he wasn't particularly sickening. As of yet. But there was still some hope in her reserves.
"But why sit under a tree...as a sword? Wouldn't it have been better to enjoy the day as you are now?" It's a fair question, she thought. Unless because he himself was the sword, he could still feel sensations. That would explain, well, the meaning of this exchange. "Who are you, anyway? Do you live here? N-Not in the park but the city...obviously."
hooome home on the raaange // akina
Making sure that she’s fine is the most important thing in which she states that she is which is good for him. He finds it calming and he has no reason to worry as he goes to check up on a few things in the book to make sure they aren’t missing any steps. He doesn’t want to mess up anything he has to do things right so she at least feels comfortable. He overhears her words and a bit a laughter comes from him. “Well, all my friends were like family I guess. There aren’t many people left with my surname but.” A shrug of his shoulders as he shakes his head, he’s fine with what he has now.
"But the group I watched after were pretty wild so I’m hoping they’re taking care of themselves. Having humans and demons in the same setting is fine but when one of them don’t get their way. It’s really stressful but no one gets that hurt since they’re all friends." Thinking about them does make him a bit nostalgic because he does miss them. "Anyway, home was exciting, something’s always happening, you know? Demons and humans working together to make a perfect home, things of that matter. The Mayor of my town is a good friend of mine so she did her best in order to watch over everyone and she’d good at what she does so we’ve all had our ups and downs. Home was just a peaceful place, nothing that bad happened." Though that’s a small lie, he doesn’t have to trouble her with the things that happened back home.. all of it was his responsibility anyway.
At first she didn't think much of it. Gladly she listened to Akina's tale of his home and it delighted her; being friends with the mayor, living with solely friends in general? It sounded like quite an interesting life to her -- but then she realized that, mentally, she had whited out the word demon. She turned to look at him, concern marking her features. "Demons?" Yui tilted her head and her brows furrowed together.
"You lived with demons? And they didn't hurt you?"
She pondered that perhaps he'd take offense for her insinuation of otherwise, or not, but she wasn't sure so she tried to subdue her shock to a certain degree. Shock and awe, really, had caught her eyes. The idea of living with demons sounded scary -- but then again here was another person, another human, that was aware that the things that seemed to merely be children's tales were very real. In essence, there was so conflict on how to react.
8 simple rules for marrying my teenage son // azusa
Silent for the most part, Azusa watches, and subsequently observes, Yui in her ministrations. He’d only ever comment here and there with an affirmative sound, sitting at the table nearby as he began to watch Yui prepare what he thought would be the family dinner. It made him wonder about his brothers once again, where they all were and what they were doing, if they must be eating a family meal together too. — He hadn’t the chance to lament as his companion’s voice sought his attention.
"Aah..that’s right, I’m family with Yui-san now." It seemed strange to think about, how they were technically related in a way unlike before. It didn’t make him unhappy but he couldn’t quite place what it did make him feel. His brow furrowed in thought prior to focusing on her again, scooting his chair forward and leaning around to get a better look at what she was doing. Azusa quickly grew silent once again, not exactly one for conversation as he preferred to watch Yui more than anything. Though — he mumbled, under his breath and was curious if she had heard him. "With Eve…I wonder if Ruki would be mad… …"
"Is that okay? Yui-san is… …my mother-in-law now, isn’t she?" He spoke louder this time as if to garner for her attention.
He scooted forward on his chair again, leaning forward still though giving Yui enough room to manuever around. He watched her intently, a question burning at the forefront of his mind. It was a weird thing, he thought, to be thinking about such a thing at a time like this but he couldn’t help it. Yui always had a way with words, saying things that he didn’t understand but that he wanted to. Azusa stood soon enough, making his way by the girl’s side. "Yui-san…what is…having a mother like?"
It's in the kitchen that she could remain completely relaxed, and though Azusa's keen eyes made her feel rather nervous, it meant no harm in the end so she was able to work through her reservations. And in some way it felt nice to see that an activity so standard as cooking could capture someone's undivided attention. She didn't even think to put herself into the equation.
He asked his questions as she poured rice into the cooker and closed the hatch to let the grains cook, glancing at him out of her peripheral vision first, then facing him completely. She nodded, speaking evenly and softly. "I am...and although I was surprised at first, I'm not upset by it. So, yes, it's okay."
But it's when he asked what having a mother is like that the pale blonde's lips pull ever so slightly into a frown. She wished that she could give a proper answer; if she could then she'd cite her own mother as an example. But she can't, and so the girl tried her best to answer him.
"...It's a really refreshing thing -- mothers are wise, so when their children have a question then they can go to their moms. And they listen to you, care for you, help you ease your worries and your fears. They say their is nothing in the world like a mother's love...so it's very precious. It's a wonderful feeling, I'd imagine. I suppose that's more so an ideal mom. A person lots of people deserve."
soothe bell // haruka
There’s still a pang of discontent in him whenever he’s reminded of his condition. He accepts the necessity of still seeing a doctor regularly, and he easily takes the news that if he wants to go to the ruins to sketch it can’t be by himself with a smile. It’s more genuine than before, he can feel as much, but years of built up resentment can’t be dispersed so swiftly it seems.
Patiently sitting at a bus stop a little ways away from the doctors, Haruka perks up when he hears his name.
"Ah, yes I’m Haruka Kokonose!" he assured the girl, standing upon her arrival. "It’s nice to meet you, Miss Komori."
"My doctor told me about you already, so don’t worry!" Looking around, his eyes search the road. As luck would have it, the sound of tires scraping the road sound from a distance and the bus is in sight with frightening convenience.
"Wow, what great timing! Do you think your arrival led the bus to us?" He cheerfully entertains the thought a they board, marveling at such a fortunate coincidence.
"Gosh, well, that'd be really something if it was!" Bashfully she giggled at his thought, having paid the fare for two and perching herself at a window seat more toward the back of the bus. The space next to her was then occupied by her companion.
"Truth be told I was expecting someone younger than you are, I think there was some sort of misunderstanding between the doctor and I -- or maybe I just need my hearing checked." She smiled wryly and shook her head, "Not to say that I'm not pleased! It's really nice to be able to do things with people your own age!"
❧ have you seen my son { fair&yui
The beaming smile of the other, taller girl put Fair in a slightly better mood; in a way, it reminded her of big sis Mint, warm, kind, comforting. It gave her a sense of wanting to trust this girl instantly, but for the kid’s sake, she couldn’t just yet. Not everyone was affiliated with Liviel, Seilong and Aroeri, after all.
Which also meant that she’d have to be careful when questioning this girl; she really didn’t want to make it public knowledge that the child reincarnate of the Guardian Dragon was running around without her — the so-called mother — to keep an eye out. Alas, again her mood became more serious. She really was a worried mother, wasn’t she?
”I’m actually looking for someone… A kid, a little bit shorter than me,” She estimated the height to be slightly above her elbow, and gestured her guess with her left hand. “With wild hair and strange clothes…” This probably wasn’t too helpful, but how did one describe a dragon without outright saying they were a dragon. “I know that’s sort of vague but… Well, the kid is hard to picture… You’d definitely know when you saw them, at least,” Sighing, Fair closed her eyes for a moment, trying to collect herself. A slight lie might be beneficial at this point.
”… They have these accessories, they look like horns and a tail,” She relented eventually, deciding that (since this girl certainly didn’t look like anyone from Lyndbaum), she’d have to use this as a disguise. “They’re sort of a blue colour with yellow markings… I know this isn’t a lot to go on, but have you seen anyone like that? I really need to find them soon.”
The description was vague at first and the way Yui's brows stitched together quizzically could attest to this; many children would be able to fit that description, so it'd be rather difficult to look for them. But when the girl elaborated further Yui's quizzical expression remained static. Odd for a child to be sporting such attire, no? But perhaps that was fine -- children ought to express themselves, she thought.
On the matter at hand, although she frowned when she shook her head, there was a certain glint in her eye.
"I can't say that I've seen anyone like that around before, I'm sorry. But perhaps we can go scout for them around the neighborhood? Visit places that they might like to go, that sort of thing."
found: a really mean looking sword // Ghirahim
Presence detected. But of what exactly? The demon–– no, the sword spirit awakens, and immediately does he scan the general area. Clearly he didn’t think of how odd this would be, lounging himself in front of a tree, in his sword form no less. He doesn’t think much of it, and makes an attempt to melt away into nothingness, to indulge in his thoughts again, only until he feels something grasp onto him, and within seconds he feels himself fall onto the ground. How DARE they drop him, he wasn’t something to be played with. Additionally how DARE they disturb his slumber? How annoying.
The sword begins to hum dangerously low, and begins to emit a orange light after it falls onto the ground. It isn’t long till a figure springs forth from the blade, who contrasts the colors of the sword entirely. The sword itself shortly evaporates away in an array of diamonds. There was no need for this insignificant insect to see his true form; his false guise would have to do for now. Gazing down at the other now, he noted that she was a human. A frown stretches across his lips while a disapproving gaze can be seen in his eyes.
“––Honestly, girl did your parents ever tell you not to pick up strange objects up?! ” He is exasperated; his eyebrows cast downward, which are not visible. “And to drop me, as well… ” He trails off, picking up apart of his cloak with the tips of his fingers; inspecting it to check for any traces or dirt or grass stains. He could fix it, without the use of human devices but why inform her with that when he could merely make her feel terrible?
Before her stood a magnificent and dreadful being, berating her rather viciously. It took a moment for her to adjust her slack jaw and her doe eyed stare, amazement and a lack of the how's or why's to this...person's(?) existence morphing into unease and instant regret. But even stricken with shock and discomfort, she defended herself.
"I'm sorry I really am, but the sword -- er, you?" Her brows knitted together as she fruitless tried to put together how in the world this was possible, but she batted that away, "Someone could have gotten hurt, and the blade -- or you -- was far more than I could lift so yes I dropped you and I apologize!" Yui hadn't the foggiest idea of what to do, for she felt in her gut that perhaps her explanation would fall upon deaf ears, and that thought flustered her further. But she took in the creature's appearance one more time and truly she was continuously stunned. What a grand being. And vile too.
So her next action seemed rather obvious to her. The pale blonde remained tight lipped, hands clasped together tightly as she dipped herself into a deep bow. "Forgive me for my foolishness." She played the role she sought fit to cater to such a person, as superficial as it was, and tacitly she gauged his reaction.
found: a really mean looking sword // Ghirahim
The young girl has to do a double take when she first sees it so nonchalantly placed underneath the shade of an oak. Eyes colored like cranberries hurriedly scanned the park and the asphalt path where cityfolk made their daily promenades, even physically turning in place to see if anyone at all seemed to be look for it. Instead, all she saw were people and children going about their days. It being this...well, it certainly looked like a sword. But never one that Yui herself had ever laid eyes upon, for this blade was nothing like the silver rapiers that had been mounted on displays and hung up on the mansion walls to serve as grandiose decorations. Or to be plunged into the innocent. But even stiletto sabers seemed to be nothing but sewing needles in comparison to what she seemed to be the only person to notice.
She gazed at a jagged blade with many sharpened edges and a metal blacker than night. Emblazoned on the surface a crest that was foreign to her completely. Most notable of all was the numbing dread that balled itself within the pits of her stomach. This thing...it wasn't benevolent. And it was set down with the blade upright and the pommel in the grass. If someone were to be careless, they would surely be gravely injured.
"...Eh --" Nervously she fidgeted with her hands, clasping her fingers together or glancing around some more. All signs point to her not touching the weapon, but Yui must. Cautiously she knelt down before the brooding blade and she took the grip with one hand over the other. And it was just as heavy as it looked. She knew that she had a long way to go as far as physical strength went, but this was just ridiculous! And the size of the blade itself? Who did this belong to?! "Guh -- and why leave it here...?" She grunted out to herself and gave a forceful heave when she went to bring herself back up. And while she does bring herself back up, her fingers slipped and the sword fell onto the soft grass beneath it with a harsh thud.
