Agreeing with her point internally, Sasuke looks over the village. The fear is almost palpable here, meaning the demons have created a perfect atmosphere for themselves. What makes it worse is this demon is taking children, a sensitive spot for most people.
Looking down the emptying streets has his teeth grind together. The scene hits a little too close to home, but his past can’t interfere with his assignments. He pushes back the memories fighting to surface. He is working now to right the wrong that was done to him and his family. One demon at a time. Without turning to look at Sakura, he says:
“See you at nightfall then.”
The process of questioning is one of the more tedious parts of their assignments. His social skills are pulled to their limits as he tries to glean information from the villagers. His questions are curt and terse, upsetting some villagers and residents. He’s met with a few door slams, however others seeking relief pour out what they know.
Some stories conflict, but for the most part he’s able to gather a large picture of what’s been occurring in the village. Children disappearing at night, being drawn out from their beds and disappearing into the forest near the village. By the time parents find out, the beds are empty and cold.
Once the sun settles behind the mountain, taking its protective rays and giving way to nighttime, it pushes the last few people scurry inside. Sasuke makes his way back toward the gates, putting a report together for his partner.
He leans against the wall and keeps his senses alert for his partner.
HER SOFT, FRESH face and amiable demeanor gives her the privilege of approaching wary strangers. easily do tales fall upon her, frightened villagers and paranoid souls skittishly sharing what information they had. each story causes her visage to darken, the demon’s choice of prey souring her entirely. she hides taut fists beneath her sleeves, all the while smiling & offering sympathy.
a soft groan cuts through the chill of the incoming night, hand now coming to rub at the back of her slender neck. as she approaches the gate to partner up with her stoic slayer, SAKURA is drowned by a million & one thoughts. ‘ it just had to be children ... didn’t it? ‘
it’s a fact for demon to prey on those weaker -- whether it be children or women. the frail & fragile who cannot protect themselves as well any able bodied human being can. still -- it grates on her, sends her heart throbbing with an angry ache. two, three steps forward & she pats SASUKE along the shoulder, visage cold. “Looks like we picked the perfect time to strike. Whatever this demon is .... or if they’re a few demons, they’re deliberately sticking towards the edges of the village ... “
“Most likely to avoid being trapped. Perhaps younger demons with more caution due to experience. Or an older one guiding those inexperienced. What do you think? What approach should we take this time?”
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