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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sat Jan 07, 2017 9:02 pm




Rudi! and the vast Demon World!


Rudi had found herself in the Demon World again, this time by choice. The Demon World, after initial exploration, was not as dangerous as he first thought. No, it was a whole other universe to explore. And what child could resist exploration? He held in his mouth a sucker, which he happily suckled at as he wandered the outlands.

Far in the distance, over the horizon was Mount Anael. Rudi would never truly know the signifiance of its existence, but he was interested in heading there anyways. He walked the cobblestone roads in a semi-haphazard fashion, constantly taking the one that he thought would direct him to the mountain. And if he missed it and instead looped around somewhere, well that's all the better for his exploring.

The only thing the arrancar was careful to do was avoid those stronger than him. Because of the multiple roads and however many travelers there were here, Rudi felt instinctively on edge, just in case someone might attack him. Of course, chances were that he could run away before any real harm was done. But he needed to be careful. He needed to be cautious.

He breathed in the air of the Demon World and felt.. somewhat stronger. Comforted, almost. The ramifications frightened him a little bit, but he chose not to think about it too much. He had a world to explore, and a big mountain to climb. Every so often, he'd look up, just to see if the mountain seemed to be getting a little closer.

It wasn't really.


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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sun Jan 08, 2017 1:46 pm

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Lavender was a color which permeated the skies of Moutan Anael. While it had a sense of glum wrapped around it's melancholy hues, it was also meant to serve as a blanket to block out the crimson and azure hues of demon world's skies from coming through. As, to it's creator, these colors soothed her and brought familiarity in a world of turbulence and unending agony. This dreary feeling may send down sensations of frozen winter air through a person's spine; as the area is quite damp, chilly and otherwise secluded and weighed down with a frigid heaviness that breeds more somber thoughts. However, it is exactly this feeling which is constant within it's creators embodiment: Saiko Mori.

As she lay down in an open-field of onyx-colored grass, she stared at the stars which twinkled in the plum drenched sky with the utmost of comfort and woe felt within her heart. Without another to comfort her soul, this sensation of isolation was her only friend and it was something which she had learned to accumulate herself to so the anguish of her heart could be lessened. Since, for the time being, there was something eating at her spirit and it was presenting itself in the form of an obsidian glow illuminating from her body.

What was this sense of heartache that was dripping from her body? Separation. It had been many weeks, if not months since she had last seen her lover. And, while most people could move on and learn to live independently of their own significant other, Saiko's case was different. Her body craved the touch, words, and energy of another. It was within her physical embodiment to feed itself, repair itself and mend her mind together from its depressive clutches by feasting off the sensation of love that another could give her. And, without that touch, her whole essence felt hollow, empty and filled with a rip wealth of grief.

So it is for these inner reasons why Saiko would be in-tune with the land she created and sense the spiritual presence of another beginning to tread towards her home. These mountains were enriched with the particles of energy which resonated within the half-breed's body, so she could observe and scan the body of Rudi. And, from her observations, there was no cause for alarm because he merely looked lost, alone and nothing but a giddy child. It is why she remained on the grassy lands and had the wisps of blackened energy that swirled around her body fade into the violet sky.

Then, while still on the ground, Saiko would turn her head towards the direction that The Arrancar Boy was coming from and utter these words out to him in a soft, placid tone of voice:

"You may come out. I don't know why you are here, but I will not harm you."





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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sun Jan 08, 2017 4:42 pm




Rudi! and the lost woman!


It was a shock to enter the mountain proper. First and foremost Rudi could sense someone powerful- immensely powerful compared to him in fact. He was the mouse and she the falcon, in terms of strength. He could locate her personhood immediately, in fact, laying in a field on the mountain. And yet he also detected that she didn't move at all, which struck him as immensely strange. What kind of person is so strong and does not move a bit? Is the person sick? Is the person dead?

The sky was lavender, and the grass was dark, and Rudi didn't like the feeling he got at all. Although he could sense with his Bloodhound that the source of the power was laying in the field, she seemed so much bigger according to his Perquisa, as if the energy had enveloped the mountain- as if the energy was the mountain himself, and this made him very nervous as any reasonable arrancar should be when exposed to such power and strength.

Rudi found himself wandering in circles around the center of the power, ever-insistent on his curiosity to fine the eye of the storms he met. It had never steered him wrong yet (or as far as he knew at least). Deep within the bowels of the mountain slopes, he could tell that, oddly enough, it seemed as if this mountain was a peaceful oasis, a far realm away from the world in which he came from.

"You may come out. I don't know why you are here, but I will not harm you."

Rudi had been found out! On quick, small steps, Rudi stepped onto the grass as dark as grief and watched the woman curiously as she remained motionless, as if she was injured. But as he got closer to watch her, she wasn't harmed at all. In fact, she seemed pained- but pained by no wound that he could see on her personhood. His thought was poison- but she didn't sweat, didn't breathe heavily, didn't struggle to survive as a poison would render someone.

"Hi, I'm Rudi... what's wrong? Are you hurt? You haven't moved from here in a long time..." His voice was almost tender in his curiosity, as if acknowledging she was in pain despite not being able to understand why it was there.


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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sun Jan 08, 2017 5:13 pm

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There was a look of awe and wonder which was resonating in the stunned facial expressions that the young boy made. He seemed to be in total shock at something and she could only assume that it had to be with power, perhaps. This world was one that had manifested itself to reward the most brutal, savage and talented beings. It mattered not whether it was intelligence, brute strength, magical knowledge, armory prowess or anything inbetween and not mentioned; if you had a skill you could exploit to make yourself powerful? Then you were a spectacle of wonder in the eyes of those who perceive themselves as a weaker.

And, in the case of Rudi, it seemed the young boy viewed Saiko through the eyes of someone whom he believes to be powerful in the spiritual sense. As the depths of her power were anything but weak, but her sense of self and mental state were so fragile that it almost didn't matter in the mind of The Mistress of Glum. What good was it to have the potential to quite possible end entire continents of people if her heart could be so easily shattered like glass? No. It was useless to her to a degree because she almost felt these gifts were wasted on a soul as solemn as herself.

Therefore, before the boy spoke any further, the woman whose face was filled with unforetold magnitudes of melancholy uttered these words out in a disheartened tone of voice:

"What a strange creature. You seem so lost, yet you have the courage to approach a being such as myself despite how fragile this life is
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After speaking those sentiments to the adolescent hollow, the pale skinned girl would look at the dirt on her palms and began to question how long she had been out here. Had it been days? Weeks maybe? It was hard to deal because the days seemed to pass by in blurs. Without new input and experiences, the brain regulates the perception of time into clouded reflections of useless data and it all becomes so bland and hard to keep track of. Most creatures within Demon World didn't bother to venture out here as her energy was enough to keep most from daring to put up a fight. Which, in the end, made it all the more interesting as to why this boy found the nerve to venture out here; even if she hadn't the determination to lay any harm upon his well being.

"I...am hurt."


Quick and to the point, Saiko made that question more than cleared up. Her voice choked up a bit, but it had been quite the many days since she spoke; and to dive into how she felt was rather conflicting and caused her words to be hard to utter out. It is why the frequency of her spiritual energy soon felt like static and it was if her whole power became erratic internally. And, for this reason is why a mixture of gray and indigo shaded glows began emerging around her body once more.

"Really...it's been that long, has it? Do you know what day it is...?"


Upon further inspection, Saiko's body was rather tattered and dirty. Her overflowing hair flowed down to her legs and it looked rather unkempt; while blotches of blackness appeared across her pristine white skin and smudges of grime tattered her oversized jacket. It brought her back to reality as the woman barely even felt in sync with her own body; everything felt too surreal to take in and it disconnected her from the existence she called "living". It's why if the boy dared to take another gaze back into her weary and exhausted eyes, he'd see this tiredness and she'd carry on with trying to sit back up and figure out where to go from here.

"And why are you here....?"




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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sun Jan 08, 2017 5:23 pm




Rudi! and the lost woman!


She seemed just as curious about him as he was about her- at least for different reasons. As Rudi approached, he saw her weaknesses in the body- not in her spiritual strength but a testament to how distant she had become from herself. Her skin was unwashed, her face needed a good scrubbing. Her hair pleaded for decent shampoo and conditioner. Her clothing needed changing possibly days ago. And to be worse, she looked like she had not had a restful night in centuries, with bags under her eyes so severe that she looked as if she had been physically beaten.

Rudi approached her even closer, his eyes full of concern for a stranger he had never met. She hadn't moved to attack him, and in fact her body was practically lax in its comfort- perhaps she was merely utterly comfortable in herself. Perhaps instead she was just too hurt, too injured to prevent anything from attacking her. And yet still he walked up to her and cupped her face, looking into her eyes with his own pink-red concerned ones.

"I don't pay attention to time, or anything... but... mm... I'm here because I wanted to go exploring and, and I heard your blood but you weren't moving around... So I got worried you were hurt... Miss... What hurts?" He couldn't quite understand her pain, as young as he was, but he understood immediately when someone was in dire straits. He took her hand in his own. "You look like you could use a bath. Come on, I think I saw a river or something nearby..." He began to tug, gentle but insistent, trying to do something to fix this- fix her. He cared.


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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sun Jan 08, 2017 5:47 pm

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Loving. That was one of the words which eased on into the consciousness of Saiko as she observed and analyzed the boy further. He seemed to have a naive trust and compassion for the world around him. This information could be attained from the way he jumped into the fray to try and comfort someone who was nothing more than a stranger, yielded enough strength to squash him and still found the tenacity to want to help them. And because of this -- Saiko felt on edge. Her muscles tensed, her heart rate slowly increased and she felt a form of "resistance" in her mind.

Why this reaction? It was uncomfortable to accept this boy's embrace because he had no idea just what he was getting himself into for trying to associate with her. There were many horrors which flowed through the mind of Saiko if he were to want to attach himself to her. He had no idea of the war crimes she committed on earth and the soul society, no clue to the extent in which she sold her soul for a dead dream and how far gone her sense of self was. It wasn't right for someone as bright and innocent as himself to get dragged into that.

Therefore, as he tried to approach, Saiko would shake her head with the most ginger of movements and motion with her hands for him not to approach any closer. Although, by then, it was too late and he was already cusping his hand upon the woman's cheek since her sense of time was still trying to root itself back in the current flow of things. So, there was almost a slight plum blush that was seen across her cheeks as the boy did look rather adorable. It reminded her of someone she once knew from her own family and it caused her heart to feel itself with a rather fuzzy feeling; despite the touch of her skin being as cold as a mid winter's day.

"I...cannot say what hurts."


There was a pause in her speaking and she let out a soft sigh before standing up and beginning to walk backward to put some distance in between the two of them. It didn't feel right to be near something so warm for her.

"Aren't you concerned for your own well-being...? You know not who I am, yet you are trying to...take care of me? You do not understand what you are getting into."

Once again, her voice would sound dejected as she shook her head and tried to brush off this act as it felt easier, safer and more understanding to not set her expectations up for this person. It was simpler to rot in her own woe than it is to face the truth of things. There was nothing to break off her trust, her love and her spirit if she were to simply remain in this pit of isolation, woe and hurt. As to taste the beauty of happiness, then have it taken away is far more bitter in reaction than it is to simply know nothing but melancholy and never allow the light of compassion to touch her skin.

"What if you get hurt by me? What if you get hurt by others who are my enemy? You don't even know my name, but still....you want to help?"





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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Sun Jan 08, 2017 9:29 pm




Rudi! and the lost woman!



"What if you get hurt by me? What if you get hurt by others who are my enemy? You don't even know my name, but still....you want to help?"

Rudi laughed, a big, happy child's laugh, that seemed so contrary to his next movements. The child arrancar, his tail flicking upwards and downwards as if excited, took his dagger in his hand. He then showed her it. "What hurts?" He asked, his lips pulled back too far for his smile, now, showing the gums and slightly too sharp teeth for a human child. He gently, carefully, pulled his right sleeve back to reveal soft, unmarred flesh.

Rudi then withdrew his left hand holding the dagger, and plunged it deeply into his arm, deep enough that the thud of the blade meeting bone could be heard. In a brutal display of violence, he dragged the blade through his forearm, the tip making audible scraping noises against his bone. His gaze didn't waver from hers. Blood poured from his wound and onto the onyx grass, and Rudi just laughed again, as if he was a child who had been told a joke. The eerie contradiction in scene was something chilling.

Then, his wound began to heal itself within a minute. He let go of his blade, and it remained in his skin as torn sinew and muscle fused together, the skin connecting back where it was parted without a single scratch to show for his gaping wound. The dagger, Rudi's dagger, was neatly pushed out with his healing and fell to the ground with a gentle rustle of grass.

He picked it up and sheathed it, neverminding how it was coated with his blood. Rudi offered his now unmarred arm to her, to inspect as he pleased. "You don't need to be scared of hurting me, or your enemies hurting me. I don't feel it much. And besides, it heals right back up." He grinned again and moved forwards, purposefully clasping her hand in his again. His expression was more forceful this time.

"Come on, let's take a bath! You gotta get clean! I'm gonna teach you how to take a bath so you'll know how to get clean next time. It's really important! People like being with other people who are clean." He tugged, insistently, but not painfully. "Who cares if I don't know your name? You can tell me after or while I teach you bathtime, and then we can be friends."


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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Thu Jan 12, 2017 9:01 pm

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The laugh of a child was something that was quite endearing. However, in this instance, it was anything but. There was no room to make light of the circumstances that this young boy may find himself if he were to associate with this woman. He had no idea of the world she lived in and the circumstances of her life. Yet, here he was inducing an act of self-harm to himself to seemly prove his worth and strength to Saiko. It honestly made her mortified and it showed with her face looking in angst and concern over the males choices.

Now, this wasn't to say that she was horrified by the fact that he injured himself. The half-breed had encountered many types of different creatures over her one hundred and seventy six years of living. Therefore, from this immense battle experience, she could begin to get a feel for what race each of her targets were after enough intensive training and battle. So it wasn't too difficult for her to pick up on the spiritual frequency emitting from the male and it was apparent that he was an Arrancar based on that fact. Hence, naturally, he would recover and regenerate.

Yet, with her enemies, that trick wouldn't be enough. There were foes who could bend the laws of reality, unleash magic passed down from legends and yield daring equipment to stunt or slow regeneration tactics. There were so many unforetold things that could go wrong that Saiko genuinely felt petrified at bringing an innocent person in between the cataclysm of her life. As there were many unfavorable outcomes that could come as a result. Since the fear from within fear echoed within Saiko's mind and whispered unfavorable events such as the boy being killed due to their connection to her. Or, in another scenario, perhaps he could see the monster she was and leave her of his own accord. If nothing else, his corruption was assured if Shadow Fall learned of his existence.

So many bad things spiraled in her mind that the anxiety started to brew and a sinking feeling of dread crushed her chest as she could only sheepishly nod her head in response to what the boy was saying. However, even as her throat felt as if it were closing in on itself, she mustered the mental strength to overcome that terror and formulated these words to come out on their own.

"You don't know that. How can you know that you'll just "be alright"?

There was a strong shaking of the head given by Saiko as she seemed to protest those notions the boy was uttering out. So, her heavy words rang out once more in a docile, yet urgent voice.

"What if...my enemies kidnap you? What if they experiment on you until you can no longer heal? What then? You don't know my enemies."

There was a higher pitch voice uttering out of the pale skinned woman's mouth, but she was feeling the intensity of this apprehension weighing down on her soul and it was an immense sentiment. It was if she were being smothered by the weight of the sun and her sense of reality felt all but detached in this movement. Her senses gave the impression that her mind was ejecting itself from it's vessel, while her body was filled with cold sweats and a primal fear oozing down every inch of it's essence Yet, still, she didn't move and would allow the boy to come closer.

As, when she glanced down at him, The Mistress of Glum could watch him holding her hand and that brought forth a strange warm feeling. The sense of touch was one that generated a stimulus that infused pulsations of balmy summer days to flow through her body. It's why her face only grew more flush as she didn't mind the feeling, but her mind knew better and understood from it's realistic standpoint -- feelings of positivity and kindness have a finite date and time stamp to them.

Nothing as tender as this can last and it is only a matter of time before the decay of life, existence and reality corrupt them as the male's mind becomes older, her heart grows colder and the world around them deteriorates to nothing. That was the law of entropy in the universe and it applied to so many aspects that it felt futile to want to have his embrace. So it's why she tried to pull away from the tugging the boy started to do, but something still kept her firmly rooted. Was it her shyness? Cowardice? Delusions of being content? Or something else she couldn't understand? No matter what it was, she still felt connected in some abstract way to the boy and she didn't want to leave him by himself in this violent realm -- if nothing else.

"There....is no need for that."


This was uttered out quickly after the brief pause Saiko took to compose herself. In fact, it may have came out a bit too fast and may be a blur to the male because of her nervousness beginning to heighten and then lower the pitch of her voice. She was rather nervousness overall, but still wanted to continue the conversation as she slowly clasped her hand in the males as her face grew further flush with the rich shade of plum across it's ghost skin.

"I live nearby."

And with that, Saiko nudged her head timidly towards the north and her legs began to quiver a bit as she bit her lip out of a sense of jittery fright.

"But...I'm still not convinced...."

Though, who was that question to: the boy -- or herself? As while she uttered those words, the girl still seemed to hold on to the child's hand and didn't mind the embrace. It was a battle of the mind, a fear of the unknown and a spark of desire against a consciousness that wanted to seclude itself from the warmth of another. It was quite the conflict to have and it's why her eyes soon seemed to appear as if they were gazing out into space as Saiko didn't quite know where to take this; as it was apparent he was not gonna go away that easily, and she wasns't quite the aggressive type unless her life was in peril.

So, she eventually let out a distressed sigh and looked at the boy with a puzzled expression:

"What would you even do if I allowed you to come with me?"





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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Thu Jan 12, 2017 9:43 pm




Rudi! and the lost woman!


Ah, so the woman lived nearby. He stopped tugging her, but didn't quite let her go. Her touch was much warmer than his, for he, being of the dead, could not fully produce as much heat as a living person. In particular, what purpose was taking the effort to maintain a 98 degrees Fahrenheit body temperature when there was minimal enzymes or proteins necessary to maintain existence? He didn't even need to respirate on the same level as living people.

"What if...my enemies kidnap you? What if they experiment on you until you can no longer heal? What then? You don't know my enemies."

Rudi has no response except to smile, a stubborn kind of grin at her shaky voice, variously high and low to her racing anxiety. He could see she was anxious but he was, after all, just a child. He could only do so much in response to her, especially with his minimal life experience, becoming increasingly obvious with every moment in which he stood completely unafraid of all that she worried about.

"Like I said, I felt you from a long way away, so if you wanted to get up and chase me I'd have run away already. If anyone's strong as you, I'd sense them from far away too, and run before they can catch me." He shrugged, perhaps overly confident, or evidently candid.

And yet this woman still wasn't convinced. Really, it struck him as very strange! "Hey miss, you're really strong, how come you're so scared of your enemies? You're coming up with lotsa ideas on how they can hurt me, but they haven't hurt me yet." He puffed out his cheeks and motioned to the world beyond them. "Look, I know for sure sure super sure that no one strong enough to defeat you is around for... miles and miles and miles. So, if anyone showed up, you can just make them go away."

Oh, this lady had a home! Great! He brightened noticeably at mention of a home and was eager to follow her. He hadn't had a home in a long time, and besides, he could also do with a proper bath himself. His clothing tended towards being on the dirty side, although he didn't have much in the way of sweat or anything else that would require regular bathing.

"What would you even do if I allowed you to come with me?"

The child puffed his cheeks out again, almost comically annoyed at her hesitance towards him, her anxiety completely baffling to him. He's simply never had to deal with a woman who met his friendliness not with anger, annoyance, but straight fear- as if his presence could snap apart the world for her. But perhaps that was why she was laying down and not moving, in fear that any movement would shatter the earth?

"I'll get your name, of course! And then we'll bathe and then we'll talk and play games and have fun! I don't see any enemies here, do you? Why're you so scared? No one even knows I'm here- I came using Garganta. If anyone shows, I'l disappear the same!" He grinned, then patted her hand that held was in hers. "If you worry too much you'll never have any fun. Can't have fun on the top of the tree if you'red scared of the broken arm, you know? And since I can heal, I'll carry you on my back so you can see how fun it is."

This left the obvious problem that if he fell, they'd both fall- but he was still just a child. He didn't even know how far a fall was possible, when one was high up as the woman he spoke with. And yet, despite acknowledging his lack of knowledge, he merely used his ignorance as an excuse to continue acting as flagrantly as he pleased. And if it got him into hot water, who knows? Maybe he had a secret up his sleeve he was yet not discussing.


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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Nostalgia Is The Most Comforting Lie   Fri Jan 20, 2017 10:25 pm

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When the freightened senses of this woman started to ease up in their fluctuating patterns of calm and anxiety, there was a sentiment of confusion at why the boy seemed to be grinning without a single care in the world. Was he not of the realm of Hueco Mundo? Surely that dimension was just as grim, if not, more grimmer than Demon World itself. With the vicious nature of most hollows in that barren world, it was a wonder that he was ever able to keep that naive smile to begin with.

So, it is why she started to relax her breathing and increase the grip on the boy's hand as her face soften to an extent. He really was just a boy that didn't know any better about the world. And to Saiko? That was fine on some levels. He had not yet been corrupted or altered by the woe which exists within this universe. Or, perhaps he was avoiding some form of grief. Those who smile the most often yield the strongest hardships and suffering. If that was the case: how could he find a way to grin so brightly when she herself could not? Another perplexing mystery.

"I am strong. Very strong. I just..."

Words weren't coming out right. What was wrong? She was freezing up and everything felt horrifying in this instance of trying to speak out what her heart and mind feels. She KNEW the answer to his questions, but it still -- wouldn't come out.

"I....do not know?"

The face of Saiko seemed as if she had seen a ghost and lost the spirit of her body.

The half-breed felt herself beginning to go on some sort of speech, but it quickly became lost to her as this situation felt all kinds of confusing, uncomfortable and conflicting at the same time. There were portions of the woman which wanted to run away from this, but a greater part of her was steadily warming up to the boy; despite her outward exteriors protest to the ordeal. So, she would only bite her lip out of stress and strain at contemplating the choice of whether or not to take this child back with her to her domain.

"I'm not scared...."

A lie. A big one at that. While Saiko was not a stranger to fighting, conflict was not something she relished or sought to pursue if it could be helped. However, when it came time to go toe to toe with the beast of aggressive battle, it was one which brought about immense emotions for her. So, her breathing started to increase, her heart rate accelerated and it looked as if she was going to crawl out of her skin as her body started to tremor slightly.

"....I just don't want to fight needlessly if I don't have to."

Then, she'd focus on her breathing and relax. While those words came out quickly and with much haste behind them, the battle was raging on within herself and the woman was trying to get a better grip on herself to prevent these petrifying thoughts, feelings, and sentiments from making her lose control.

"It's..."

A pause was taken as she tried to focus on her thoughts and figure out a way to express her feelings to the boy about fighting.

"...just dangerous. Battling another person is always a gamble with the unknown and you'll never know if you'll make it out alive."

Which was true to her personal experience. So many people had been slain, crippled and taken advantage of whenever they believed themselves to be the stronger power. A poison, a seal, a barrier or an undetected shot was all it took to change the tide of a fight and Saiko didn't like those odds; even if her body could make entire nations quiver if she so chose to train herself to that extent. It wasn't worth all the trouble it came with.

Granted, Saiko would be able to take her thoughts off of these worrying whispers of her mind as she witnessed the cheeks of Rudi puffing up something fierce. For some reason -- it was funny? Yes. This all was very funny. And through those silly actions, it was enough to get her to calm down for a moment and suppress a laugh. She wanted to seem serious, she wanted to cling to these feelings; but the absurdity of the boy's frustration seemed to grow on her despite these glum sensations.

"You don't have to wait. I can just say my name is Saiko Mori if that would keep you from doing that thing with your cheeks again."

Her voice was a mixture of many things. It was shaky, lighthearted and woe-filled all at the same time. Quite the bizarre combo, but it fit the bill for the woman's psyche fairly well.

"You seem insistent upon this. I don't know what kind of fun you'll have if you hang around someone like me, but I suppose I cannot leave a child out like this."

There was then a heavy sigh given from the female as her face turned and kept its plum gaze fixated on the chipper, yet dirty boy. As, in this moment of respite, she seemed to notice the little details and realized this stinky trouble maker needed a bath. So, the woman would utilize her own form of remote magic to initiate the mental processes needed to unlock the protocols to her manors demonic stones. Sealed within those gems were direct links to the conscious of Saiko and she could operate, activate and manage a system of ranged wormholes while she was within the vicinity of Mount Azael. This meant that she could then produce a grape colored vortex to open up in front of them so that the boy could be directly transported to her home.

Thus, with travel arrangements out of the boy, Saiko would merely want one thing confirmed:

"Whatever happens after this is on you, ok....?"

She'd expect an answer and hope the boy was ready to regret this fated encounter of meeting with this mistress of despair and what changes it could have on his life. There was a part of her that was telling Saiko not to do this, but there was no sense in fighting it either. If he was ready for the consequences, maybe she could go through a series of mental gymnastics to excuse him to her house. Perhaps she was lonely, quite possibly Saiko may have wanted to see if things could be different; but no matter the reasoning, something within her allowed this spirit to follow her and it wasn't entirely a bad thing.

It was just -- scary to accept another.



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