#ikiryomi

@ikiryomi

The mercenary was looking at the miko who had hired their group for extra protection. The village was sending a couple of people to another town to get more supplies so they could survive the winter. The demon attacks increased dramatically, so the village had continuously been working on repairs throughout the season. Now, winter was only weeks away. The air was already cold and growing chillier by the day as the sun was setting much sooner. The rest of his group was remaining behind to protect the village, as their fearless leader volunteered to travel alongside the miko. Bankotsu wanted to just chill and send Jakotsu, but the priestess's sister was insistent on sending their strong, gest as the whole group didn't need to go.

"Yeah, yeah, I had to listen to the priestess in training lecture me about this job." The ravenette sighed heavily as he walked all the way, knowing that a horse would not be able to support his weight and his sword. "If you wanted someone who could move faster than Jakotsu should have come." Bankotsu could keep up with a horse to a certain extent, but he was still human, and they weren't sure how the priestess was traveling on foot or horse.

@ikiryomi

Naraku had almost consumed the wind demoness due to her latest betrayal of not protecting the other counterparents, who contain his heart. That was one of the closest attempts on his life anyone had come close and he was furious. The ravenette was lying out in a field of flowers, bleeding out as she had been filled with poison as well, so it was slow and painful to heal. Tears were rolling out of the corners of her eyes in frustration before she heard footsteps. Hissing in pain as she sat up, she noticed the miko standing nearby, which caused her to huff with laughter from her comment.

"Look at me, I was lucky he didn't shove my heart back into my body, otherwise I would be a corpse by now." Kagura's voice was filled with a mixture of pain and anger as she growled like a wounded animal. This was her final warning, as he still had used the demoness, a pawn, as the game was in the final conclusion, and he still needed allies. Naraku was growing desperate and sloppy. "I can't help you or give you any more."

          His claws tore through the demons in a blur of motion, every muscle trained on one thing: keeping Kikyou safe. He couldn’t hide the grin tugging at his lips — those demons never stood a chance, not with him by her side. Protecting her always lit something up in him, quick and bright like flint sparking to life.

          Funny how a whole year had slipped away since that afternoon she’d chosen to spare him, even after he’d blundered and failed over and over, chasing the Shikon Jewel like a fool. That day, the air had been crisp, the wind tugging at his hair, and Kikyou had looked him right in the eye, spoken to him as her equal. Something about the way she said his name, the patient warmth in her words — it stuck with him. Since then, all he’d wanted was to walk beside her, shoulder to shoulder, fighting off the monsters that thought they could touch her.

          He’d never known what it felt like to belong before her. No one else had ever bothered to see him. It was a lonely thing, living between worlds — not quite human, not quite demon — never really welcome in either. Kikyou changed that. With her, he had a place to stand, even if it was just a small one, tucked away and hard-won.

         Inuyasha gave a scoff, trying to sound annoyed. “ Keh, should’ve known you were holding back. Don’t count on me always bailing you out,” he muttered, though they both knew the truth. He’d come for her, every single time, whether she called or not. No amount of bravado could hide that from her — not when her smile, wide and warm and unstoppable, met his. He could never help but smile back, the feeling so natural it was as easy as breathing.

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 && 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌; a set verse sacrificed to fulfill the duties of such ruthless tirade. Judgement passed him by, and by Lexeren's lack of shame did he walk on after closing a door behind him, beyond it was dark and dim. Sounds of soft whistles of breath muted as soon as it had clamped. A stain was left on the handle. Looks like these villagers were unable to look past their own hypocrisy, mockery being a sin, especially to someone without limbs. However, they did not judge him for that... A demon ; they said. A monster ; they laughed. So be it. Had the opportunity to look past such squabble, blood would not have had to be spilled. Like the wind, he was wafted away off the path of this house, now abandoned -- so the story will go. Nevertheless, Lexeren made way to a rather dense part of the forest, a small fishing dock with an empty row boat was where he decided to ponder. A foreign land with all the time in the world. It was not his Eden's Garden, but a piece. It begged the question if there were more like him just... lurking. Hiding. Being afraid. Lexeren inhaled; hood hanging up on a branch as hands brushed back hair from his face.

❛ Humans... the most mystery of them all. ❜ Hands arose, only they were... not natural. Limbs made of ink, holding their form as if solid like flesh. They held open an old tome, all pages blank at first, until a face appeared, a weeping one, that same soft whistle was no whistle at all, but the cry of a soul. Lexeren merely smiled at it before cracking the book shut -- the sound of a stranger calling out a name. It got his attention for sure but -- who? Who was... Inuyasha? What did that mean?

Lexeren bobbed his head up, strangely looking around until spotting a younger woman in the near distance, a hand up until the expression on her face -- happy -- turned to shock. ( @ikiryomi )

He blinked slowly. Should he say something back? Perhaps it was something he didn't understand... ❛ -- Hello! Apologies, is this your fishing dock? ❜

@ikiryomi asked: [ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver.

Petite   form   flinched   as   bandages   were   carefully   wrapped   around   her   wounded   abdomen,   like   anyone   else,   Frieren   wasn't   a   fan   of   pain.   It   was   inconvenient   and   left   her   far   too   vulnerable.   Admittedly,   she   felt   like   complaining,   a   good   whine   session   would   probably   help   ease   her   agitation   -   but   putting   Kikyo   through   that   wouldn't   be   fair,   especially   when   she   was   helping   her.

"......Thank   you.   I'd   be   in   serious   trouble   if   you   hadn't   stumbled   upon   me.   That   demon   was   far   more   formidable   than   I   had   anticipated.....how   annoying"

@ikiryomi asked: i think they would be neat friends

Yes, Frieren would find Kikyo to be great company! it's the #vibes.