TRANQUILITY.

Who we are and who we need to be to survive are two very different things.

[lullblade]

It’s been . . .

The words hung in the air, the Water Pillar forced to marinate in their vague presence as she fought to process the time. It didn’t bode well that it took her several seconds to recall the last time she’d physically seen her relative and while her voice had remained optimistic up until this point, Giyuu understood the underlying hardship had shook her to her core. Loss had a way of shattering any resolve, the feeling was unlike any other and it left you feeling empty, hopeless, without a purpose. Up until now she had found her purpose, to search for her brother; though even Giyuu knew that as weeks turned to months and months to years it would only grow increasingly hard to locate him.

〝 Six years, 〞 his lips mutter as his gaze shifts away for the briefest of moments, Giyuu forcing himself to be optimistic in the face of overwhelming odds. Six years without seeing someone you were actively looking for was insane, it had to pain her to continue; though as she put it— what else had she to lose?

〝 I understand. 〞

His gaze retracted back to her, cerulean orbs peerless in their depth and intensity. His visage was calm, though determined as he offered her a gentle, reassuring smile.

〝 I’ll help you find your brother. I’m Giyuu by the way.. I don’t think I properly introduced myself. 〞

[lullblade]

Assistance was something he was more than willing to offer to any who needed it. There hadn’t been anyone there to help him ward off the demons from slaughtering his sister, he didn’t wish that fate upon anyone else and would take great care to not allow a similar tragedy to befall anyone he encountered. The tinge of distaste that frequently settled in his mouth as a result of being too late or too preoccupied to help someone was a sensation he lamented yet was forced to endure time and time again. He couldn’t get to everyone fast enough, but he could try.

Giyuu is content with standing still, his body never taking a wasted breath, a wasted step. He was disciplined enough not to need to move to talk, to pace to speak. His brow narrows at the sign of her brother being the cause of her troubles, his lips parting as he opted to reply at the conclusion of her statement.

⠀〝 How long has he been missing? 〞

His inquiry is suddenly dead-serious, even more so than his typical disposition. There’s a moment that plays out over and over in his head as silence settles between the two, enveloping them in its grasp as his world begins to slow. There wasn’t much in life that genuinely scared him outside of missing relatives. Demons were scum that cowered in the dark and perpetuated the killings, though they weren’t what frightened him; what scared Giyuu Tomioka to his core was the realization that the impending doom that befell him was posed to befall another. There were abnormalities, cases that ended in a reunion he grew to envy before he grew to appreciate; and at the same time, more often than not a solemn ending occurred in the search— a nightmare he was forced to endure time and time again both in life and in sleep.

The situation had quickly transitioned from an otherwise commonplace mission to one of personal importance in regards to the Pillar.

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[lullblade]

His eyes are unwavering, their dead set on decoding her intentions. She was of a lower rank than him, obviously. The real questions was: how low?

⠀〝 I was. 〞

The blood that had soaked her uniform was drying, it would disappear much slower than the tangible body of a demon, given the high amount of blood from the progenitor;  Muzan Kibutsuji. She was of Kanoe rank, perhaps even lower. What was she doing out here alone? Surely they hadn’t sent her out to fight a demon well beyond her skill set. She must’ve been ambushed, that was one explanation— there were too many variables to narrow it down to just one singular indictment.

Nevertheless, teeth grit in frustration at the state of her, his eyes soon finding themselves occupied with the sun above them. The sky was growing dark with clouds, it’d soon rain here and from the looks of it the downpour would continue into the evening. He was fine with leaving her here and now and yet something called to him, urging him to stay and to ward off future threats.

His crow was in pursuit of her crow, though of course her crow would beat his considering the age difference. It didn’t bother him to know that he’d be alone for the next day or two, it just was unsettling that this feeling of dread clouded over him when in her presence it was if.. he needed to be here with her.

⠀〝 What mission are you currently undertaking, I’ll assist you. 〞

Did she even recognize him? He didn’t want to seem self-centered but.. he was a Pillar.

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Antigo Japão 

[lullblade]

Distant sounds of conflict grew nearer and nearer as the Water Pillar canvased the canopy of the forest. He wasn’t supposed to be here, wasn’t supposed to be deviating from his path, though the Kasugaigarasu he’d encountered moments prior had by default attracted his attention. The crow was screaming frantically and in its confusion flew right past him, though to its credit  the crow was several hundred feet in the air at that point in time. Nevertheless, Giyuu felt it was necessary to discover the source of the hysterics and investigate.

His investigation wouldn’t take long.

As Giyuu grew ever closer, his ears began to associate each and every noise with an event. The slashing of branches by what he assumed was a sword. The piercing clang of contact between a sword and something else, something he already could conclude the identity of without so much of a second guess. The conflict stopped for a moment, the Pillar almost there; near enough to hear the sound of whomever was fighting being disarmed, their sword clattering to the forest floor with a loud thud.

Piercing through the foliage, the Water Pillar took just a fraction of a second to deduce the situation and act. 

His hands unsheathe his blade and as he descends upon the locked combatants. A hitch in his breath occurs; stemming from deep within his chest, muscles constrict in anticipation of retaliation. Though as Giyuu drew to reel back his hands and thus his blade, he understood that he had achieved the element of surprise. One quick slash is all it takes, pinpoint and true in finding its mark— slashing through the female demon’s neck in the blink of an eye.

Landing in a crouched position as a result of the fall it took to preform his strike, the sputtering of blood from the demon’s freshly dead corpse and eventual collapse onto the soil beside him is one of three sounds that occur in that instant; joining the sheathing of his sword, and the demon hunter aside from him gaining her footing, fresh from the creature’s tight grip.

Standing, he eyes the girl from his elevated position, his usual glare ever present as the cold undertone of his voice sealed the deal in regards to her recuse.

⠀〝 You shouldn’t be out here alone if you can’t even manage that. 〞

[lullblade]

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⠀〝 There you go again, 〞Giyuu mumbles, the slight hint of agitation beginning to permeate through otherwise nonchalant speech. She’d asked him to observe and help her with this task for the past thirty minutes, so far she hadn’t made much progress.

⠀〝 If you’re trying to make the perfect cup of tea, you have to let it steep, Kanroji.〞

[lullblade]

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚