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She studied him for a moment, trying to assess the situation. There maybe ulterior motives for the question, but Jun usually was fairly straight forward. And besides, she was confident she could suss out his real motives.

It’s not often someone can sneak up on Kaiden. After all, even when she’s not currently working or on a mission her head is still on a swivel. She doesn’t mean to be…it’s just a habit at this point.

So when Kaiden unintentionally flinched and spun around, seeing a man behind her. She immediately goes into apology mode.

@kabaneking whispered: " wow... you look... you look amazing. "

MEME

{ ♪ } -- Bella smiled sheepishly, giving a little laugh as she brushed her hand over the sage green skirt she wore. The dress was new, but she still wasn't entirely sure she was fond of it. Though, Jun's reaction earned a bit of a confidence boost.

"You think so?"

Humming thoughtfully, she toyed with the off the shoulder sleeves and chewed on her lip.

     Flower duty always seemed to put the sometimes melancholic young demon into a better mood. Of course she wandered farther than she should, knowing her weaknesses, but perhaps putting in the extra effort would please That Man. Not that she was all too concerned about what he wanted, her will was her own happiness, still it never hurt to keep him on their good side.

     She wasn’t doing all too good of a job with searching, nonetheless, choosing instead to crouch in a darkened field and twist flowers together into a wreath. Her elongated claws easy bending stems to her will. With disregard to caution, she even sung an old tune to herself with delight.

     “The stream in springtime flows peacefully, it whispers to the violets and milkvetches on the shore,” the playful melody wavering over the field. This harmonious mood, however, comes to an abrupt halt. She can feel something near, and Ayako goes quiet, opening her eyes to dart through the darkness.

     It hardly took more than a second for Hekima to put the pieces together in her mind. Most slayers, with some exceptions, wouldn’t swing at another without a good reason. She’d been able to catch a glimpse of a wound on her masked partner and that painted up a solid picture. A blood demon art that revolved around controlling others. What a real pain.

     Her sword drawn, she parries a swing from the dazed man but as she warns him of her intent to fight back, he seems to hesitate. She falters, freezing up as his shaking limbs halt their attacks if only for that brief moment to warn her to flee. He was putting up a good fight to remain in control, which made her hopeful that he could break the control on his own if they had enough time. Fighting him and the demon was unfavorable, but if she could avoid Jun for long enough, she could perhaps take care of that monster on her own.

@kabaneking​ said:

“I’m going to have to pull it out.”

     “Y-yeah, I know....” She responds through gritted teeth, trying to come to terms with the reality of the situation. This wasn’t easy for either of them and she didn’t want to make it more difficult, but it hurt like hell and even for her strong stomach it was too much for her to look at. She could cross off ‘porcupine-like-demon’ on her list of things she’d never seen before, but unfortunately that fun little experience came with a price.

     Sitting herself down, she sticks up in injured leg for her partner to take. A large quill stuck through her calf, her head twisting away from the sight but she tries to stay conscious of everything around her.