#timeovercome

luna deserves everything. the more of us the better imo.

sable black eyes scan his surroundings as the tall, raven haired man strode through the dark forest. three weeks; it’s been nearly a month since he was stranded in this dimension. his jutsu was useless; the purple rinnegan in his eye was useless, as well as his sharingan. at least he still had taijutsu.... still, the forest was full of demons, and he took great precaution in wandering around. that’s all he’s been doing since he’s got here; wander. 

his hand reaches into his pocket and extracts the small, pinkish and purple shard from its confines. he runs his thumb over it; not sure what it was but it was like a beacon to demons around here. he wondered why. he didn’t see anything special about it. he tucks the jewel away; as he does this, a tree falls over nearby. his hand flies to his sword and he slid into a defensive stance.

    Of all days for the weather to be against her--!!

    Soaked loafers sat stationary on the pavement as rainwater rushed down the sidewalk like an aggressive stream. Biting down hard upon the inside of her cheek, Yako strained to put one foot in front of the other against the wind whipping around her body. Even if she had managed to fill out more during the three years working alone, her weight still hadn’t gone up all that much. And when pitted against the strength of a wild storm, she felt as though she would be blown away at any given second. And even if she did have Akane ( who could perhaps help in a pinch ) clipped into her own hair, it provided barely any comfort. Though not many, there were still other people around trying to brave the storm just like she was; she couldn’t relay on the possessed hair to help without risking others seeing.

    Stretching an arm out, she grasped the pole of a street lamp to help keep her steady against the winds and raindrops slamming down upon her. With each step forward, she was realizing how stupid of an idea it had been to try to go her office after school had gotten out. She should have gone home like the teachers had advised. But no--since Akane with was with her, there was no one in the office to check whether she’d gotten any new cases sent her way, and she couldn’t leave any requests unanswered! A simple storm wouldn’t have kept Neuro from pursuing mysteries! That had been her reasoning as she’d turned away from the road home, but really, she probably should have waited. She wasn’t getting anywhere.

    A harsh shiver flew through her body, and she let out a low groan that was quickly swallowed by the rain around her. She had reached a treacherous point where her office was still quite a ways away, but her house was even farther. That left her with very few options; the most doable of them being searching out shelter and trying to wait the weather out. Thankfully, Yako knew the road to her workplace like the back of her hand and could easily think of a dozen potential places to rest. If they were even open, that is. She’d glimpsed many ‘closed’ signs on the small businesses lining the roads during her trek. It seemed that even they had heeded the warnings much better than she had.

        ❝--Let’s try the cafe up ahead first, I guess,❞ the girl mumbled to herself before beginning her struggle to move forward once more.

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Kikyo carefully approached the other priestess. She had sensed Kagome’s spiritual presence from a distance, and had felt drawn to her. Normally she wouldn’t have gone and sought any of Inuyasha’s group out... but she had felt a calling of sorts. Perhaps it was curiosity, or perhaps it was something more that had brought her here.

“I see that you are surprised that it is I who stands before you.” She stared at the girl, silently reflecting on the relief that came from knowing that they were here alone. Kikyo wasn’t in any sort of mood to interact with anyone else. And she wasn’t even sure of what she was doing here with her anyway. “It would appear that your soul was crying out to mine. It has been rumored that we are connected, after all,” Kikyo added, voicing an emerging theory. 

“You are in trouble, or... perhaps distraught?” It wasn’t as if she really cared as she asked this. She was simply curious.