youkai-of-dorkness:
There goes her head.
“Do not try and tell me of my origin, little one.” Rumia loses the smug little smirk she’d had, and crosses her arms idly. She’s far from angry, but she’s most definitely not happy. Especially so considering that this so-called ‘darkness youkai’ would try to tell her something that she knows to be false.
“I am the first darkness youkai, little one. The first of the youkai, period.” As far as she knows, anyways. Rumia has been wrong in the past, and she’ll continue to be wrong in the future. “I know not who spoonfed~ you such drabble, but it is clear they knew even less of our kind’s history than I knew existed.”
“Or are you, perchance, not what you say you are~?”
“No matter where I go... there is always conflict. I only assumed the same of you. I did not try to convince you of anything. But I can tell now, from a single glance. That you are the type that would rather let violence and emotions do the talking.”
“So I am afraid I must take my leave. I have no interest in conversing with someone like you. One who while old, has yet to learn maturity and patience.”
And without another word, he was gone. Vanished into the shadows from whence he came.
