˅Honest Observation˅ (O)

[shatan]

((This post is open, but I'd like for Kanrya to reply first; after that, I'd be glad for anyone to join in if she doesn't mind.))

ˇ˅ˇNagurikorosuˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇHave you heard the newsˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThat you’re dead?ˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇI think they neverˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLiked you anywayˇ˅ˇ

And in my honest observation,

This land is full of idiots, he thought as he sighed; though really, what could he have expected? These were not Komodos he dealt with here, they were lesser youkai, like the slaves his family kept back at home, and this humans, mortals who weren’t even worthy to lick the boots of even the lesser youkai. Pathetic, really. And what was worse, those abominations that crossed the rift between youkai and human: the hanyous.

He had not, truthfully, encountered such a being yet, but having seen the humans, he could only imagine how pathetic such a thing would be. But that was yet to be judged, of course; after all, why else would he be here, in this forest? This was the forest of InuYasha, was it not? He had heard some speak of the hanyou, supposedly a worthy opponent, or so they said. ‘The strength of a demon with the heart of a human.” Was that not what that overzealous villager down south had said? He rolled his eyes; truly pathetic.

But perhaps this pathetic being had done something to earn such a reputation; it would surely not hurt to come here and find out for sure whether or not this half-breed was all they said he was. He lived near this village, did he not? So the youkai had been told, anyways, and so he had come, and so he walked now through this forest, completely at ease and, quite honestly, bored. He had smelled neither hide nor hair of any such hanyou—though, truthfully, he hadn’t the slightest idea of what such a creature was meant to smell like, though he would hardly admit the fact—and with no challenge in sight, he was just as bored as he had been back home. Truly, truly pathetic.

But perhaps not all hope was lost; the strange vegetation of this cursed place these people called a forest affected even his sense of smell; all he could taste on the air was plants, plants, and more worthless plants. But perhaps they were simply masking the presence of something else; perhaps not the hanyou he had sought, but maybe something; heck, he’d even settle for a weak little mortal to toy with at this point. But perhaps he’d get lucky and find a youkai here; he could only hope.

He smirked; yes, he could only hope, indeed.

ˇ˅ˇThe Ending of Your Lifeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇIf life ain’tˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇJust a jokeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThen why am Iˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLaughing?ˇ˅ˇ

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[kanrya]

Kanrya yawned as she lounged in a tree and looked down seeing the komodo dragon and grinned. "Hey worm with legs..." She threw an orange that she had picked up in the future at Yuikina-chans house at the demons head. "Scat baka you're not wanted here!" she stood and growled and glared at the demon. "Who wishes to go to the village that inuyasha and I protect? I warn you now that if you try to kill any humans here that you will be dealt with harshly..." Kanrya's ears went back and she growled again.

[shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

No one ever had much nice to say, I think they never liked you anyways.

Ah, now what was this? A little youkai with a quicker mouth than they ought to have? Well, perhaps he ought to begin hoping more often; after all, it had worked so well this time. He paused in his step at the first words, only to step slightly to the side as the orange dropped towards him. He smirked as he crouched and picked the orange up, rolling the strange fruit between his hands as he stood back up.

“Well, well, it appears you have dropped something, my dear,” he said, his voice the quiet hiss of his kind, “Perhaps you’ll want this back?”

He rolled it over again in his hands, watching it rather than the youkai, as though the orange was of more importance than she was, “A worm with legs, am I?” he asked, grinning, “Well at least I am not a pitiful half-breed mutt,” he paused to look up at her; she was close enough now that he could smell her, and the mixed blood was easy to decipher, “Your ears and tail don’t match, my dear, you may wish to have that fixed.”

He chuckled quietly at her threat and growl; how pitiful a display of mutt power. He dropped his gaze back to the orange as he continued, “I must say, though, that it is quite a cute look for you; all the more endearing when you’re angry, sweetheart,” he paused to toss the orange lightly into the air, catching it easily before he went on, “So, there is a village near here? Well, I must thank you for telling me that; I was getting quite hungry, and villages have the best selection of prey, wouldn’t you agree?”

He chuckled again, “Darling, do you honestly believe that a couple of half-breeds, one of which is part human at that, could actually stop me if I wished to take my next meal from the village?” he smirked a predator’s grin, “How optimistic of you to think so. But I suppose I should warn you, sweetheart, that overestimating yourself is liable to get you hurt some time, and it’d be a true shame for that to happen, my dear.”

He chuckled as he tossed the orange into the air again; this time, however, he did not wait to catch it; instead, he quickly dropped into a stance and pulled the Dokuja from its sheath, spearing the orange as gravity attempted to embrace it once more. He smirked as he looked back up at the girl, holding his katana up so that she could retrieve the orange from the blade, “Oops,” he said, “it looks like it might have been damaged in the fall, oh well.”

Ah, yes, coming here had been quite the good idea, after all.

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[kanrya]

Kanrya's eyes grew crimson and she did a quick flash-step to the ground in front of the tree she was in and drew her katana. "I warn you again leave this place now..." She snarled. Kanrya's tail twitched angrily and then slipped into her demon fox form. "Leave or face the consequences...you fat coward" Her eyes gleamed red and she snarled again. She noted that he was cute and she inwardly shrugged it off. She had sworn to protect this village with her life and was not stepping aside for this baka.

[shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

I’m what’s left, I’m what’s right, I’m the enemy.

Perhaps he should have been surprised at the girl’s speed, perhaps this should have worried him, but fear and worry were not things which he was familiar with, and instead he simply lowered his sword calmly, smirking as he kept his gaze on the girl. He flicked the Dokuja to the side, flinging the orange of its bade so that it rolled off into the underbrush; if this little half-breed upstart wanted a fight, he couldn’t have anything there to dull his blade.

He chuckled quietly at her snarled words; such brave words from the cute little girl. He doubted she could slay even an insect. “Oh, you’re warning me, are you, my dear? Quite brave words from the little half-breed. Might I ask how old you are, my dear? After all, you’re far too cute to be old enough to have the strength to face me,” he chuckled again; he could taste the scent of her growing anger, such a glorious taste indeed, but there was one better: fear. This battle would hardly be fun if she was not afraid, but he would fix that soon enough.

“A coward, am I? I could have sworn I was a worm with legs, but then, perhaps you were referring to yourself; after all, you’re the one who just spent that last several moments hiding up in a tree. Since when did mutts learn to climb, I wonder?” he smirked, tilting his head to the side slightly as he turned his face to show the large skeletal lizard tattoo that covered the right side of his face, “But I suppose it’s no matter; what I am really more interested in is whether or not you actually realize who you’re dealing with. Can you tell me what this tattoo means, my dear?”

His smirk distorted the tattoo slightly, so that the fanged mouth of the tattoo seemed to grin as well. The tattoo was posed so that its mouth was right beside his, the rest of its body shown so that it appeared to be crawling down his face, with its tail wrapped around and above his eye; the mark of a Dokusatsu son. Two more tattoos could be found on his form, both with their own meaning: a dragon on his left shoulder, the mark of one who has tasted battle and slain enemies of the family, and on his right shoulder, a tattoo of a lizard’s energy paths; the mark of one who has mastered the techniques of the Dokusatsu family. He doubted the girl would know what they meant, but back home, the tattoos alone would have stricken fear into just about anyone he met. A shame that this girl would likely not give him the pleasure of the same reaction; but it was worth a try anyways.

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance, Foo Fighters}

[kanrya]

Kanrya blushed a crimson as she was called cute and her eyes narrowed. "I'm 21 and I'm old enough to fight you stinky..." She held her nose iin mockery of him. "I'm guessing that those tattoos mean your a good fighter and death comes to any who go against you?" She shrugged and smirked. "As you can possibly tell I'm not afraid at all I've faced those more powerful than you..." She ignited her katana with dark fire and swung it expermentally and smirked yet again as the fire blazed consuming nothing but the air.

[shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

I’m the hand that will take you down, bring you to your knees.

He smirked at her blush, a wolfish grin at her rather amusing antics. He clucked his tongue quietly at her answer; only 21? A true shame, that; she’d be no challenge at all Why, he had more than nine full centuries on her; how could she possibly hope to be strong when she was still just a child? There was no honor in fighting this little whelp; no challenge or fun. It’d be a waste of his time. But, then, he had expected little more than a waste of time when he came here anyways; if this girl was really so eager to meet her end, then he’d gladly be the one to help her to Hades.

He shook his head slightly, a condescending smirk on his face, “Only 21? My, my, aren’t you the little whelp? I am a nine century, three decade old Dokusatsu son, my dear; you’ve neither the age nor the strength to even speak with me, let alone fight me, and quite frankly, you’re hardly worth my time. A true shame, that; I was hoping for a challenge, but I suppose that is what I get for over-estimating half-breed whelps,” he paused, clicking his tongue as if scolding himself for being so foolish, “My tattoos? They mark me as a master Dokusatsu youkai, and one who has tasted true battle, at that. But I suppose I cannot expect a cute little thing like you to know anything about true combat.”

He smirked again at her brave words; he’d put an end to those soon enough, “You’ve fought more powerful opponents than me, have you?” he let out a short, contemptuous laugh, “My dear, how many delusions you have; there are none more powerful than me among the lesser youkai of this pathetic land.”

He chuckled quietly as she ignited the blade of the katana; now here was I trick he had not seen before, but scales are hardly flammable; he doubted that little trick of hers would have any effect at all. His smirk was disdainful as he rested is own katana lightly against his shoulder and moved forward, walking a neat circle around the girl, keeping only a katana-length of distance between them as he did so.

“Sweetheart, do you honestly believe that your little stunt would frighten me?” he chuckled, “Your katana may as well be a stick as far as I’m concerned; it will do you the same amount of good,” he smirked as he tightened his grip on the Dokuja’s hilt, his demonic energies revealing blood-red veins laced through the blade; remnants of the bacteria which had coated the fang the sword had been forged from, “Would you care to guess what my sword can do?” he asked, watching her with amusement as he walked his circle around her.

“I’ll even give you a hint: mine is a real weapon; it is no toy like your pitiful blade,” he hissed as he came to a halt in his earlier position, facing her again, the Dokuja still resting lightly on his shoulder. He tilted his head to the side slightly, a questioning look on his face, as though he had just become very curious about something.

“Would you tell me one thing, my dear? Are you really so sure of your strength that you are willing to risk you very young, very cute little life in a fight against me? I must admit, we Dokusatsu aren’t known for holding back, even against weaker opponents; something bad may happen to you if you keep up that little attitude of yours,” he hissed, a vicious smirk on his face.

Yes, he would taste this girl’s fear before the end of this; of that he was sure.

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance, Foo Fighters}

[kanrya]

Kanrya growled and flash-stepped and hit the annoying prick in the face. "Quit calling me cute!! I'm just as vicious as you are now shut the hell up you prick!" She yelled and flash-stepped out of the way of his reach and then sent a fire blast his way. "Don't fuck with me asshole!!" She was absolutely livid with anger.

((Sorry it's so short i can't really think...lol))

[kitsunemiko]

The teacher continued to ramble on, it was history class one of Yukina’s easiest subjects. By the middle of the class Yukina had already stopped paying attention. For some reason she had a foreboding feeling that something was up in the past. By this point it had become clear to her that it wasn’t just her imagination. She quietly stood up, the teacher had paused in their speech and looked questioningly at her.

”Forgive me for interrupting Sensei but may you excuse me, I’m afraid I’m not feeling well.

She was excused from the class and she quickly gathered her things. Many of the students looked at her questioningly as she walked through the halls. But she didn’t care her main concern was getting to the past and quick. Luckily Kagome’s house was near by and it only took her a few minutes to reach the well and jump in. Now if Kanrya was causing trouble again she would not be happy. After all she only liked coming to the feudal era while she was wearing her Miko garb, but since she was coming from school she was still in her school uniform. She disliked this uniform as much as her old one, though the color was better the skirt was just as short.

A blue light surrounded her as she was transported back in time, a quick hop out of the well was all she needed to get out. Sure enough she could since Kanrya and another presence near by. Sighing she walked toward the area where she sensed them, she already could hear there heated discussion. It didn’t take her long for her to assesses the situation and know that Kanrya was about to crack. With a quick burst of speed, Yukina caught Kanrya’s hand before it made contact with the strangers face. Her grey eyes locked on with Kanrya’s dismissing the other for a moment. The look on Yukina’s face would tell anyone she was obviously pissed.

”His toying with you, learn to control your temper before you cause more problems.”

She released Kanrya’s hand and turned to the stranger, by now she had regained her composer. The demon before her was obviously some sort of lizard demon, a powerful one at that. Her grey eyes looked him over; her best guest was a komodo which would explain why he was more powerful then most reptile demons.

”You’ll find no fight here, so if that’s all your looking for then leave. If you have other reasons please state them and we’ll see what we can do for you. Now may I ask your name and where you hail from?

[shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

So what if you can see the darkest side of me.

A wicked smirk spread across his face as the young demon tried to take a swing at him; he had no intention of trying to dodge a half-breed mutt’s superior strength; instead, he called his demonic energies to action, the Hen’You taking effect as his face darkened to a brick-red, reptilian features beginning to show as the scales spread across the area where the girl’s fist would hit; she would be in far more pain than he if she hit.

Sadly, however, he did not get the joy of so effortlessly causing her pain; out the clear blue sky a scantily clad girl showed up and caught the other youkai’s hand before it hit him. He smirked, slightly disappointed but amused nonetheless, as he let the Hen’You fade, his face returning to normal as though nothing had happened in the first place. His sapphire gaze took to studying this new comer; well now, she was even more cute than the mutt.

An arrogant smirk spread across his face as the newcomer turned to him, obviously studying him as he studied her. But he was not overly interested in responding to what she said to him; he was having too much fun taunting her friend to completely let their discussion drop. His sapphire gaze turned back to the half-breed, overlooking the newcomer for now.

“Well, my dear, I do believe you ought to listen to your friend; that temper of yours is likely to get you into trouble one day. The way I see it, you’d best thank this girl; she just stopped you from doing something very, very foolish indeed,” he chuckled quietly, turning his attention back to the newcomer; he was hardly concerned with the other one; even if she did try and attack him again, it would hardly hurt.

“Well, sweetheart, what makes you believe I came here to pick a fight? I was merely passing through when your friend decided to go all noble and fight me,” he paused to let out a short, quiet laugh, “It was quite the pathetic effort, really. You may wish to keep a tighter leash on that mutt of yours,” he added, sending a malicious glance at the other one, as though asking her to try and attack him again; he’d be quite fine with it if that was the way she wanted things to be.

“But truth be told, my dear, I did come here looking for a fight, but not from little half-breed upstarts like your friend here; I came here looking for InuYasha; he’s supposed to be such a worthy opponent, I figured I’d test his skills. If you do happen to see him before I do, sweetheart, you may tell him that Nagurikorosu of the Dokusatsu Komodo Dragons is looking for him,” he paused, then decided to mess with little miss quick-temper again, “You may tell him that I’ll be easy to find; after all, I don’t plan to leave when there’s such a nicely populated village near by; I quite like staying near such a diverse source of prey.”

He sent a challenging glance at the angry youkai; what would the cute little girl do now?

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance, Three Days Grace}

[kanrya]

Kanrya saw the angry look on Yui-chan's face and gulped nervously. "Yui-chan let me kick his ass please he's been calling me a dirty little half-breed and everything! I was about to land a blow that would have knocked him on his ass!" She snarled and glared back at this prick of a worm on legs. "Just let me kill me please..." She growled and trembled with anger shaking a little remembering all those times when she was younger. "Please Yui-chan?" She asked quitely.

[kitsunemiko]

It was obvious the other demon was checking her out, she didn’t like his gaze on her. She placed her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow as if to say ok shows over. This is what she hated about the girls school uniform. Yes the skirt showed off her long slender legs and the shirt certainly didn’t hide her womanly curves. But still all she got was gawking, which seriously made her think about cross dressing. Luckily his gaze didn’t last to long, but he had gone back to taunting Kanrya. If Kanrya learned to keep her temper in check she wouldn’t have gotten herself into this problem. The lizard turned back to her and spoke which only caused a chuckle from her.

”Clever, but I can see what your trying to do. Stop baiting my friend, if your going to try to annoy someone why not going after something more challenging. What your doing is mere child splay.”

She listened as he confirmed that he was in fact a Komodo dragon and also that he was out searching for a fight.

”Inuyasha, isn’t around right now, its been a few weeks since he left the village. But really who would want to prey on humans, there not fit for prey. Catching a fish is more challenging, not to mention probably tastes better and I hate fish.”

Kanrya began to plead to punch the guys face in, this of course made Yukina sigh in slight frustration.

”Kanrya could you please refrain from punching or attacking anyone, he’s just baiting you don’t give into his game for its what he wants you to do. Do you think you can control your self long enough for me to go borrow a kimono down in the village.”

[shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

You can’t hide it you might as well embrace it.

The komodo chuckled quietly as the half-breed began to beg her friend to fight him; she may be a half-breed, but she was youkai all the way through; she could not suppress that violent streak of the youkai. As far as he was concerned, she might as well embrace it, give in to the urge to kill him; of course, it would more likely end in her death than in his, but that was hardly his concern, now was it? After all, it would put her out of her pathetic misery; just look at how pitiful she is, begging her friend like that. He was quite sure it was a more pitiful display than even his enemies begging for mercy from him; and that, of course, had been pretty pitiful, so to top that was quite a feat.

A slow smirk spread across his face at the new-comer’s words; smart girl, smart girl indeed. Definitely more intelligent than her friend, though that was hardly saying much. “Well my dear, I would love to go after someone more challenging, but since your friend was so eager to come to me, I couldn’t turn her down, now could I?” He glanced again at the other youkai, hoping to fire her up again; she wasn’t scared, he’d give her that, but he attributed that more to stupidity than to bravery.

“Ah, he’s not here, is he? A true shame; I had looked forward to testing the little pup; but I suppose that just means I’ll have to stick around here until he returns,” he smirked, not even bothering to send another glance at the quick-tempered one, “And really, sweetheart, have you ever tasted human before? Far more appetizing than fish, I assure you. And the taste of their fear is it’s own glorious seasoning; the perfect addition to the meal. You should try it some time, my dear; perhaps you’d like to join me on my next meal?” He offered, chuckling again as he added, “I assure you that you’d enjoy it better than a meal of fish.”

He smirked all the more at the girl’s next comments; now that would be just a shame, if she changed clothes to anything more covering. “Oh, I don’t know, my dear; I don’t believe your friend has that much self-control; you’d best stay here to watch her, or she might get into trouble,” he said, then added, a predator’s grin on his face, “After all, I think you look quite fine in what you’re wearing now; it’d be a shame if you went and changed.”

Sapphire gaze watched the new girl carefully; she wasn’t nearly as quick tempered as her friend, but he was sure he’d find some way of breaking that resolve of hers; after all, her scent tasted of youkai the same as her friend’s; how long could she fight that? He doubted she’d last very long.

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance, Sum 41}

[kanrya]

Kanrya snarled and her eyes turned crimson and yet didn't attack. She looked madder than an adder and glared at Yukina and sighed. "I swear on my honor as a wolf that i won't attack but he's pissing me off real bad." She sighed and glared daggers at this baka lizard. "I warn you now don't take another step dickwad...else it won't be good for you..."

[kitsunemiko]

Well…he had her there, she didn’t doubt for a second that Kanrya was the one who started it; but he didn’t have to go along and make things worse. If she had known this morning when she woke up that her day was going to be spent with an easily angered mixed breed and a homicidal lizard she would have just gone back to bed. Either way she mustered up a pleasant smile and directed it towards the demon.

“I must say that I’ll have to decline you on your offer for dinner, my mother wouldn’t approve if I suddenly became a cannibal. Plus Humans are such diseased ridden creatures, unlike you I don’t have that kind of bacteria in my mouth that would prevent me from catching anything. For dinner I much prefer a good fried chicken, when cooked the right way it’s delicious. It’s a shame they don’t have it here, though if you agree to leave the villagers alone here I wouldn’t mind cooking you up some. I’m sure you would like it much more then human. Another thing is these villagers here are use to demons, you wont have much fun with them.”

Some how the smile stayed on her face as the next comments came. He may have been a pervert but he was far less worse then some of the males back home. She was kind of surprised that Kanrya hadn’t made a comment on her attire yet, after all this was the first time she came into the feudal era wearing it. But there was a good reason for that, and lizard boy over there was a good example. As Kanrya spoke a look of surprise crossed her face.

”Wolves have honor?”

Even though the question came out rude she completely meant it as a sincere question. She never heard of a wolf being honorable in the first place, though her past family had never been to fond of the wolves so there wasn’t much good about them that she heard. After all it was the wolves that kicked the Kitsunes out of their territory, and since Kitsunes didn’t live in packs there sheer numbers over powered them. Though she trusted Kanrya enough to know when she gave her word she would keep it.

”Ok well be good while I’m gone”

She began to walk down to the village only pausing a moment to pat lizard boy on the face while giving him a stern look.

”You be good to.”