Re: The Past is Never Truly Inescapable [Kimitsuki/Hiroi]

Wed Aug 26, 2020 10:09 pm

The Past is Never Truly Inescapable [Kimitsuki/Hiroi] - Page 3 6EdIfMt

The Liberated Flame

Artist: JubyPhonic - Song: WILDFIRE!! (Cover)

The fresh smell of an area where rain had just fallen, free from the polluted air of the city, made Kimitsuki so extremely happy; which was likely part of why she had started to hold Hiroi's hand again. Not because she thought the demon would get lost, but because she was excited. However, her hand soon slipped away from Hiroi's as the red head gains a slightly aloof charm as she hums and walks through the forest; likely being followed by Hiroi. Frankly speaking, for Kimitsuki she was travelling down memory lane. She remembered her time with Kagutsuchi when she was young and could not speak english very well; when the elder dragon that had become her familiar raised her like his own. Of course, that caused certain mannerisms and such to be accidentally ignored. Being raised by a dragon who knew some older human culture was indeed trying.

However, it was clear Kimi turned out well, despite how she had been forced to isolate due to humans of 1200 some years ago quite disliking demons; especially one who embodied fire and burned down their homes and livelihoods. So, when Hiroi asked Kimitsuki if the forest always used to be so serene; the demon had to stop in her tracks and flinch at the question. It wasn't one that hurt her, far from it. It was just one that reminded her of her past.

"N-Not exactly... Back when I lived in it, there was a permanent scar in the middle of the forest; where I lived mostly. Most humans didn't take kindly to someone who was a demon and burnt down homes on accident. Suffice to say, I couldn't really control my fire; so more often than not, I caused forest fires. Those forest fires weren't exactly free of damage to the area."

The demon turned around and faced Hiroi, smiling sheepishly; and possibly the tiniest blush upon her face. She was a bit embarassed about sharing how she, a 1200 year old demon with vast experience, had absolutely no control over her fire. After all, fire is quite wild; and control in such things is quite difficult even for a being made from it. However, After Kimi turned towards Hiroi, her smile became a bit sweeter as she looked upon the smaller demon.

"However, it has been serene for quite a long time. Probably for the past four hundred years; and I love coming back here. After all, this forest is amazing; as is life. I am sure the center of the forest has long since replaced what I had burned... would you like to see it?"

Thu Aug 27, 2020 2:58 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

Mmm... Strange. Hiroi couldn’t help but watch Kimitsuki. The red headed demon seemed lost, maybe in thought? Hiroi knows, some, about such. She is prone to getting lost in her head, even if she usually ends up with a headache. Mmm… Her red eyes moved around again, ignoring Kimtsuki’s rambling. Living creatures, whether demon, human, or whatever, will always host some form of animosity for one another. That is just a simple fact. People can’t even escape the horrid tradition of turning on each other. The world is just full of betrayal and scars that heal far too slowly.

“...” The forest around her feels strange now. Kimitsuki is nothing but background noise as Hiroi takes particular note of the word scar. There’s a sudden crashing that has her head turning to the side. However, there is nothing there but fallen trees and broken trunks, the ground torn apart as if someone had taken a giant hoe and dragged it through the Earth. Suddenly, her chest is tight as her hand moves, feeling the beating of her heart, gripping her shirt with trembling fingers. But, in the next second, as she blinked, the forest is back to normal. Yet, that dreadful feeling still hangs over her head with the soft sound of bare feet running along the forest floor in the back of her mind.

Her eyes move to Kimitsuki. “Yes. I would like to see it.” See what? She doesn’t know. Her thoughts are distant. That was weird, strange, and disturbing. What did she just witness? It felt familiar, but it also felt surreal like a dream. However, she is quick to collect her outward appearance and move quickly over to Kimitsuki’s side. Is that a blush? What did she miss? Ah, whatever.

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Thu Sep 10, 2020 3:54 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

Hiroi noticed. She noticed Kimitsuki’s worried glances. The redhead didn’t say anything, but it’s obvious that she’s worried. Hiroi wished that Kimitsuki didn’t worry. It made her feel as if something is wrong, and she would rather not think of her current situation as a problem. The pitter patter of feet in the back of her head wouldn’t go away. It simply existed there, taunting her into attempting to focus on the mental disturbance, but everytime she moved her thoughts toward it, the noise seemed to move further and further away. It’s annoying, and she’d prefer it if Kimitsuki would distract her with conversation, but the other Danava seemed to be more concerned about finding her way through the forest. Maybe she didn’t want to disturb Hiroi because of the smaller girl’s current disposition, but it would have helped.

Hiroi won’t say anything though. She, herself, is a bit too distracted; too distracted to even notice the change in scenery; from a forest to a grave. Maybe that’s too hard of a thought however. The place is a far cry from the rest of the forest. Everything feels quiet, blank, and grim. So, this is the effect Kimitsuki used to have on the world. She left this area a barren wasteland, but at least, like she had mentioned earlier, the forest is starting to heal. Maybe one day there will be lushness where this is only soot. But, for now, Hiroi finds nothing too unsettling. Moving along with Kimitsuki, she takes a seat on the ground with her legs folded before her and has her attention on nothing in particular. They both remained quiet at first. Hiroi was never the best at being sociable anyway, but it was strange for Kimitsuki to grow so cold despite the situation.

It only took one sentence of worry to cause Hiroi to dread conversation even further.
“...This forest is familiar.” No, that’s not correct. Her eyes move around.
“Though, I suppose all forests are similar in ways. I just saw something, a trick in my mind. Hiroi is fine.” Her head is starting to hurt again though.

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Fri Sep 11, 2020 2:09 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

Widened eyes. Though, they quickly return to their normal stoic-like state. How peculiar, yet not out of the ordinary. Kimitsuki is a strange creature, a thought by another strange creature. What brought on this sudden desire to embrace another? Did Hiroi allow herself to show a hint of frailty? Were words alone enough to warrant such an extreme reaction? Extreme? Only Hiroi would think of a hug as extreme. She is not a social person. She’s not even a person. Solitude simply felt normal. This hug feels abnormal. Why? Her mind feels like it should know why she feels things the way she does, the reasons behind her personality. Without the ability to even remember her own birth, the way she acts is, truthfully, a bizarre normality for herself.

This hug is distracting. Is that relief Hiroi feels? Bland, red, serpentine eyes move up to the woman hugging her so tightly. Those words are invasive and that smile is an invitation to disaster. Couldn’t they both have remained socially inept. Well, in a way, they both still are, yeah? Kimitsuki came onto the smaller Danava rather strongly, enough that it could have caused her to fall deeper into herself to keep her troubling thoughts sealed. However, how troublesome. Hiroi is coldblooded and Kimitsuki is warm, too warm. Finding her mind retracting back to the first time they met and their interactions afterwards, Hiroi couldn’t help but feel that this warmth has been slowly taming her since way back then. Wait, does she actually feel like relying on this silly redhead? Reptiles aren’t supposed to be capable of such things, and yet, how troublesome. Soft, warm, emotional, and ridiculously caring: Kimitsuki is an annoyingly welcome presence.

“I don’t think I am who I am. This is my body, but sometimes it feels more like clothing than skin, as if, one day, I’ll wake up and I’ll be something else and not Hiroi. No memories of my birth nor of the time onwards. All I can recall is a forest and then.., you.”

The pitter patter is back in the back of her mind. It’s the strongest it’s ever been, and Hiroi could feel herself slipping from reality as if she’s truly about to leave her body right there and now. She’s hungry but not for any physical substance. She hungers for the thoughts that she knows she should be there but are not. How frustrating, but maybe, right now, if she focuses, she could grasp something; taste some satisfaction. With her eyes slowly closing, she actually tries to grab hold to the pitter patter in her head. Though, Kimitsuki, despite her desire to help, did prove a bit of a distraction. Being warm and soft is a bit problematic because of the situation.

Still, Hiroi could hear the noise in her head and, in her attempt to focus on it, felt different. Suddenly, she’s a little girl with white hair running along the forest floor, carrying fruit and meat. Her destination is the same as always, but as she ran, she could feel a disturbing and familiar presence. It was sudden, but then, there was an opening in the forest, and there, lying down, something that seemed to pluck at the borders of reality itself; a black maleficent presence that looked like a grotesque eldritch abomination of a dragon and a snake. Its maw opened revealing rows and rows of sharp razor-like teeth that seemed to crowd its mouth in a near-impossible fashion. And then, its eye opened, a single, red, serpentine eye floating in a black abyss.

‘Hiroi’

Quickly, Hiroi’s eyes opened as she took a quiet gasp. Her face dove into Kimitsuki’ bosom like a frightened child quivering in the warm Danava’s grasp. That sensation, that feeling… It felt scarily familiar. That creature, that little girl. They both feel so familiar, like a dream and a memory at the same time. She doesn't want to think about it. Thinking about it feels wrong, akin to opening Pandora’s Box. So, she hid herself into Kimitsuki as if it’d protect her from the things in her own head. Yet, now that she’s seen it, escape feels virtually impossible.

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Elyss Kishimoto | Helle Armstrong | Hiroi Kiga | Tier Harribel

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Sat Sep 12, 2020 2:56 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

Silently, Hiroi kept her face hidden from view. The small Danava doesn’t know the expression she wears at this exact moment, but there is a looming desire to not show it so easily to Kimitsuki, whether it proves as lame as usual or something never before seen. Despite the words shared, Hiroi’s body continued to tremble in Kimitsuki’s arms. It seemed an uncontrollable reaction to the events that transpired within her mind. Nothing else seemed to come to her, no other memory or realistic dream. All that replayed in her mind, the eye that seemed so familiar to her own yet held nothing but vile disgust for the world, is that creature, and the more her thoughts revolved around that thing, the more she started to feel more conscious of her own existence. It was like she was staring at herself in a mirror, yet, that mirror had its own mirror as well; a reflection of a reflection.

Though, slowly, she seemed to calm down. Slowly, her body stilled until unmoving. Kimitsuki’s warmth helped. Still, Hiroi did not speak or give any signs of life besides her beating chest. And, for a few minutes, all was still except for Kimitsuki’s liberation all about the two. Another minute or two would pass before Hiroi finally moved. Her movements were slow however, but she moved with purpose. As she shimmied from Kimitsuki’s grip a bit, her hands would soon find themselves on the redhead’s cheeks, pressing lightly against the other’s fair skin with pale digits. The mop of black strands Hiroi calls hair shuffled lightly as her head tilted upwards from Kimitsuki’s bosom as paleish red eyes looked upwards, different from the dazzling bloody pool of red with black serpentine pupils that they usually are. There is now a laziness to her pupils as if she had been crying, and yet, there are no markings on her face that suggest such. She is as pale as ever as she stared up at the other without an expression on her face.

However, that few seconds is quickly followed by Hiroi applying pressure, her hands moving from Kimitsuki’s face to her chest, in an attempt to push the redhead over and loom over her with that same bland expression. Mass of black hair rains down around the two as Hiroi’s legs shift to lay over Kimitsuki’s sides as her hands then plant themselves onto the ground beside Kimitsuki’s head for balance.

“Kimitsuki.”

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Sat Sep 12, 2020 7:37 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

The hand on Hiroi’s cheek caused for the Danava to tilt her head slightly towards the warmth, her rather animalistic actions seeming somewhat adorable and strange at the moment, but, then, there is suddenly smoke rising from Kimitsuki’s hand. It would feel as if something wet had gotten onto the palm of her hand, and in the next moment, something would drip down from Hiroi’s face onto Kimitsuki’s cheek that’d begin to sizzle and smoke as well. Kimitsuki, despite her fiery abilities, should be able to tell that there is some heat being generated by this sudden liquid spilling from Hiroi’s mouth. And, in fact, knowing of Hiroi’s disposition, even if by only a little, should hint at what this substance even is. Even if the acid on her hand and cheek prove unharmful to the redhead, the fact Hiroi is even creating such a substance may prove a bit shocking.

Hiroi, on the other hand, seemed to be rather content running her head against Kimitsuki’s hand despite the acidic response. Though, there is a quick jolt from the Danava as she reeled back soon after and wiped at her mouth with the sleeve of her clothing, burning away part of it. Her once droopy gaze had returned back to being sharp as she seemed to quickly rise from Kimitsuki and turn away abruptly. Out of all the times Kimitsuki has seen Hiroi, this would be one of the only times that the smaller Danava had shown something beyond mild interest, and it seems that the sudden sign of affection had left the reptilian demon a bit flustered. Thankfully, her face doesn’t easily show coloring due to her scales and coldblooded nature. Unfortunately, the amount of warmth she had acquired from Kimitsuki proved just enough to warm her blood enough that it had become capable of showing a faint blush, which she now wears.

“I’m sorry. It seems I had gotten a bit lost, Kimitsuki’s fault of course, in the… heat of the moment. We, of the reptilian race, rather enjoy a nice spot to acquire heat. Yes, that’s it. Please, ignore the drool. It seems I had allowed myself to become too laxed.”

A quick glance at her sleeve, and, of course, she is hit with a quick bout of guilt. Turning back around, she’d return back to Kimitsuki and attempt to climb on top of the redhead once more to check her face, her gaze focused on the small amount of acid drool she had allowed to slip from her jaws, hands once more touching Kimitsuki’s face. Is that concern on her face, maybe just a bit. It’s hard to tell through the small blush and blank stare.

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