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          This... Was definitely not the intended destination she’d been hoping for. Alright, this wasn’t the first time she’d found herself suspended in space. Quickly righting herself and wrapping herself in her threads to ensure she didn’t succumb to vacuum of space, she took a moment to gather her bearings and look around to see exactly where she might’ve ended up. The star system wasn’t one she was familiar with however, no constellations she recognized, no specific gaseous stars she knew-- well shit. However, there was one thing she was picking up instinctively. Pain. Heartstrings tattered by agony, trauma, loss. Her head snapped into that general direction and she stared out into the empty space as though it held some kind of answer. 

It did-- it was just coming in quite quickly. A craft of sorts, she wondered who or what was on it but the closer it came to her; the more her own heart lurched and twisted in the confides of her ribs. Who put this person through this much pain? Almost immediately she wanted a name just so she could go pulverize the bastard who’d do something to promote this much agony in one person. She almost didn’t realize how close the ship was due to that feeling though, eyes widening and her frame shifting back, she was quick to calculate what her position was on her band and set it to retransport her to her location again in a few moments when the ship would have collided with her to put herself inside of it. 

               “Oh..Uh no, we’re not.. I’m just here to see someone!” Her chipper tone is filled with confusion as she’s met with a few curious people, perhaps she’d wandered a bit too much. Haepali seemed delighted though, getting to meet new people always overjoyed her beloved kitten albeit they were mistaking him for an Allmate-- she couldn’t help but to chuckle a little at that. What a wonder it would be if they discovered he was not one. Though they looked a little menacing at first, she couldn’t help but to smile as she listened in silence to what everyone around her was saying. It was easy for her to get swept up in conversation. Many a time people would tug and pull her aside to question her on various things and she was always more than delighted to listen but a single name stood out and she put two and two together quickly with a bright smile. “Benishigure? Ah! You’re Koujaku’s friends then!” 

              The smile upon her own features doesn’t fade in the slightest, exuberant and honest as she straightens up with delight at the other’s reaction. Seemed to have settled down now, those heartstrings. Though she wondered why the other felt like that-- she wouldn’t delve into someone else’s heart so deeply without permission. At the moment, she was just pleased that her little ‘trick’ seemed to cheer him up a little. “Well my dear,” she began, palms open as she splayed her fingers and wove more flowers into existence to cast them into the air and let them linger there. “A normal magician might consider that bad manners, but alas, I’m no magician~ The trick isn’t a trick at all.” A bit cryptic, but she didn’t mind it at all. 

               Its a repulsed sort of gaze, her black washed hues looking upon the skies as she investigated an influx of threads in one particular area. She held a great capacity of reach but did not care to investigate on her own most of the time unless it was serious. As it stood, this could prove to be problematic. Throughout all the alternate timelines and parallel worlds, she existed to observe the universes as a whole and not just in pieces of galaxies and quasars. (She held no capacity for withdraw nor for halfassing anything.) The disgust upon her features was displayed only in a small quirk of her lips into that of a frown as her eyes narrowed, how disgraceful. To allow their state of existence to be dictated by such an onslaught of strength and chaotic good. She was neither good nor evil, but she had no qualms with silencing an entire city if it meant to keep the balance as a whole.

Her frame bowed after a few more moments of reworking, heels greeting the ground as the folds of her cloak and hair coiled upon the ground behind her. She held no animosity for it now that it was fixed, but Gods know she was hardly the type to be quite so emotional as to be peeved over something for long if there was no need. Granted, she could hold quite a grudge, that was irrelevant when her eyes found themselves something to peer into. The rise and fall of shoulders, collected and poised, a careful composure as the youngling seemed to be floating rather than walking. She had spent years documenting the various array of species and humanity alike in order to keep it all straight and neat. Yet some how, this particular boy seemed to elude her eidetic thoughts. Not quite human, not quite something else, not quite anything she had laid her onyx hues on before.

A shift in stature, she walked with an air of regime and absolution as her heels clicked and clacked upon the asphalt beneath them. “You, child. What is your species and name.” The words were hardly spoken as a question, more so a casual demand spoken with that same regal air of absolution she held in her gait. White lashes bowed only slightly as she kept her eyes upon the floating boy,”I’ve no time to waste on any fickle matters of astonishment of questioning, I will give you two questions to ask once you have answered my own. I merely need this information for documentation to verify your existence then I will be on my way.” Perhaps, she thought, not quite convinced herself just yet whether or not this child would be a problem in the future or not. Either way, she still had to document his existence among with any others of the same kind of species.