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Pearly, ghostly white expanse of skin, that shade of her flesh made her so painfully visible in the darkness of the nearly entirely slumbering Dark Rose Guild. Each movement she made? Was sharply visible anywhere her dark hair did not hide her body or blue jean covered legs. However those parts of her were not doing much moving, thought most of her was not moving, but she was still clearly visible mostly due to the sweater that now lay in a heap on the floor. All that moved of Kazehime? Were her slender arms, fingers wide spread, touching lightly to and almost rubbing the space on her stomach that had once been the same shade as her flesh that made her look so ghost like at night. Honestly it could look wrong from a distance, since the mark nearly vanished into her wait line, but she truly was just laying back on a bench, fiddling with the mark.

When she left that sleepy town in which nothing besides that incident ten years ago ever happened. The place she felt suffocated in? Jiyu did not intend to settle down somewhere else so swiftly afterwards. In fact her plan, had been to travel each of the lands for pretty much her whole life, making it by any way she possibly could.

"Me and my whims, it is pretty thought." and as she spoke, her slender finger traced the petals sprawled across her stomach, brows furrowing slightly before she smirked and just laid back, continuing to fiddle with her new guild mark. Who had even suckered her into this sort of thing so soon after arriving anyways? Maybe she should stop talking to men who just happened to jump down from roofs in front of her, if she walked past him there was no promise she's be here now.

Of course maybe it would be alright here.

Mammon was out during the night eating his yummy. Soup. This soup was his home made clam chowder that he was slurping as he moved past the streets. Until he saw a girl. He joined her and sat besides her. Said absolutely nothing and would simply seat there and enjoy himself.

Her last experience with some stranger just coming up to her? Had lead to her willingly allowing her stomach to be brand, and even allowing a larger mark than one than necessary! So as some stranger suddenly decided to plop his obnoxious slurping ass beside her, common sense told her to run far away from him, before she agreed to anything else regrettable. However the day Kazehime actually listened to what her common sense told her would likely never actually come! She was basically a slave to her own whims, minimal impulse control and ton of impulses to try and control, the happy sound a dog would make coming from her throat.

Looking at this man? He was actually very interesting, thought since she's already seen marsc and his god like head of hair, Mammon's was not nearly as impressive. The man before her? Did not need any significant physical trait, like the imposing height of the male not here, to impress her, alll the man mush closer to her own height needed, was whatever he was holding right now. "So what is that." as she asked him this, she sat up and also aimed to brush the finger which had been tracing her guild mark against the bowl to clarify what she was speaking of. Having grown up in a not so port like village? Jiyu had not seen much sea food, much less it mutated into the shape of soup, which in her experience had only been chicken, pork or beef flavored with an occasional rabbit if one of the village children caught one and gave it up.

"Jiyu Kazehime, by the way." and with that her hands returned to the solid bench, postured on all fours like a dog, looking at him for his answer. Of course? Her posture was not the best one, when she wore a bikini top and an unbuttoned sweater, but Jiyu didn't really care.

This strange strange woman seemed to want to interact with him. He blinked and scolded to the side. He wanted nothing to do with her. His Guildmark was on his right arm shoulder and it was covered up. His eyes moving towards hers as she asked what that was he blinked and winched, moving slightly to the side of her. Almost as if scared of her or her social interaction with him. Peering over her he blinked and pondered. Has this woman never sought out soup before? She never heard of soup? So he gave her a vague answer. "Soup~" He said then when back to eating his Clam Chowder. So yummy and delicious. She gave him her name. He blinked again. Why was she so friendly and weird. Did she want to be friends? "Aye, Mammon is the name oo~" he said carefully.

Strange that was really funny considering, oh wait he actually looked rather normal in comparison to other's she had met thus far since making landfall. Expect for having longer hair than she was used to seeing on men? This dude looked fairly normal from her current angel, her head cocking slightly at just how normal he was compared to everyone else she had met so far. Honestly normal looked kind of weird at the moment.

Kagura swayed back on her knee's, hands pushing off the bench so she was than kneeling on it, her ebony hair going crazy with the move until it settled once more to the small of her black. He wasn't all that interesting, but his soup was, so that really involved the only reason she was even still speaking to him. "I know that part already idiot."

She had a bad habit of berating people even if she was the one to start interaction. However? He had been the one to bother her first, just suddenly sitting beside her! So she'd insult and screw around with him all she wanted, his mere presence and choice to be in hers, well that was permission enough.

Mammon was quickly loosing Jiyu's interest thought, so the pale woman flopped back onto her back, hand going to once more trace over her guild mark.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the creature before him. "You know. What's great. When people ask specific questions instead of vague ones. You know what I mean, Derry?" he asked her curiously. If she had asked what's in that Soup then that would have been a more significant answer.However her comment did little to him. So far he she proved to be annoying and did little speech was in a sense bloody annoying. He just ate his hot clam chowder that he so much enjoyed.

Jiyu shifted her body slightly, feeling the slightly splintered wood of the bench scuff the rough material of her jeans, poking her knee's somewhat even through the protect clothing. How had she not felt those when laying on her back?! Well of course, she had been wearing this bikini top for a long time, so she supposed she'd just gotten used to things like tiny sharp pricks of grass touching her back, the splinters wouldn't be much worse. Luckily she did not think she'd obtained any yet, so she might have to thank him for making her sit up before she had to ask someone to pull tiny pieces of wood from her back.

       "Deery, you know what's even greater? When someone doesn't play stupider than they actually are." she rephrased part of what he said, her tone taking up an air of extreme irritation and ire. Honestly? he had to know what she had meant, and oh, she just tough of another way to use his own words against him! If you were talking to Jiyu it was best not to upset her, she would always play your games, but she would not loose without a serious fight 'And it doesn't hurt for someone to give specific answers instead of vague ones."

Once she had verbally responded to the irritating blonde, she aimed to take things one step farther, closer to getting her way. Swiftly the woman aimed to shift her weight, move her body so she could grab one lock of his blonde hair and pull him so they were looking in the eye. "so why don't you try that again asshat."

Mammon kept on eating his soup. He was nearly finished with it. When she gripped the lock of his golden locks, and pulled him towards him. He blinked and then winched in pain. "What the hell! That stuff hurts. And also. Why the hair of all the bloody places. Yous strange bloody girl." he said. Annoyed, He wasn't even bothering her. Now she was becoming touchy it was quite annoying to be honest. He took a deep sigh and relaxed himself. "Well to be honest. I'll tell you what. When you start asking me Normal questions. With specific stuff. maybe I will be able to answer your questions. Without you assuming someone is stupid." he shot back into her face, his eyes narrowed as he looked at her eyes. Wondering what she would think of his behavior. But Mammon wasn't going down without a challenge.

He had just begun the next world wide magical war, another battle of the dark ages, fight for srvivual where the weak would die horrible death's, squirming for their lives, crushed without mercy! Jiyu refused to be the one left on the ground as the soilders ran through and ransacked a once peaceful life, she'd be the soilder ransacking the hell out of the place. Her war mentality was funny thought, since she'd grown up in a village named for the peace it hadougoht shd a lot since running away two years prior! Being a fifteen year old girl on your own was now easy, but she'd made it here and normally did make it out for herself very well.

"If it hurt's, I'm doing something right you jerk face! I dunno, apparently I've been doing this since i was a kid, your long hair is just really a convient hand hold for me!" Every word she uttered sounded as if he had bloody pissed her the hell off, her finger's playing with the strands she had slightly. As she did this? The girl came to the conclusion he was a narastist, because damn was it smooth and soft. "Man you put fucking effort into this" she did give a slight tug, not one strong enough to hurt, put to lift some of his hair away from the rest, and look at it with a laugh and shrug. After her mother had died? Little to no effort was put into her wild unruly hair.

"If my question was not enough for you, than you really are dim." however he was becoming dull in her mind again, so she flopped to sit back down, only aiming this time she aimed to sling her legs from the lower half of the spot beneath her knee's, over his lap, lifting his hair again, and playing with the strands. Her new position? Was so she would not hurt him if she did not wish to. None of her pulls had been accidents.

Mammon blinked when she touched his hair. "DON"T TOUCH IT! I WORK EIGHT HOURS ON IT EVERY BLOODY DAY! To keep it in this shape. You you you you green troll!" he snapped at her. Then she pulled on it, and took some of his hair. "HOW DARE YOU!" he snapped the there was string as a part of his hair went missing. Now Mammon was being quite rash because it really did annoy him. He shook his head and sighed to himself. He would then look at look at her, as her lower legs was pressed on his lap. He went back to eating his soup. To ignore her legs. This touchy shit was annoying. He didn't like people touching him this close unless they were friends. She was no friend right now. She was being strange, bratty and annoying. He felt uncased and unconformable around her.

"You won't went a intellect war with me. Child." he said finally in a calm manner. She still had her lower legs on his lap. God he felt annoyed. "Why are your legs on me." he finally turned towards her location and blinked. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING!" he just realized what she was wearing. And he blushed darkly and turned away."Are you not cold?" he asked her.

The man actually seemed to somewhat start calming down as time went on, and that was sort of damning. If you stopped reacting before this pale woman was done? Well shshe would find some way to make you react to her or die trying to. Jiyu kept her gaze mostly on his golden hair,  because that was honestly the most interesting thing about him. This man spent much too much time handling his own hair. Honesty she could have gorgeous hair like him and marsc, but the female had not had her near waist length hair fully, in depth brushed out since her mother died. While she did once in a while brush it out? She never got everything, and it was natrually very wavy, "I'm sitting like this so I don't pull it without wanting to."

Why else would she want her bare feet touching him? Especially being placed in his lap.

       "You just realized how I'm dressed? Damn I didn't take you to be that spacy." the female was soon sitting up again, not releasing his hair as she moved to try and straddle him, noticing his blush qiet clearly. By now with how much she ran around like this? It had been some time since someone blushed and looked away from her. making the sound of a very happy dog, cocking her head, and arching her back slightly to present her chest better [ "Your cute, but you would be best to get used to this, the most thats ever on top of this is a sweater thats almost always open; And i f you nee, you can stare as much as you want, trust me I'm used to it by now, doesn't bug me"

Her father had asked her if she had any respect for herself when she started dressing like this at thirteen, he asked if she was cold. It was cute.

      "Well when I first started doing it, I would get cold, but most of the time it's fineisi for when I need it thought." and with that she reached beneath their seat and took out her white sweater with red feathers painting it, throwing it over her shoulder's before she'd move to be sitting at his side, leaned in, anand head angled up  "Better mister bashful?" thought if he looked down, her slight change would not help with the fact her bikini top was v neck.

Mammon blinked. "Will you release my hair. It's not yours to touch it's my. So release it.." he said an annoyed voice. What came next was even more worse. She bloody straddled him. He still resisted and did not look at her. But his dark blush remained. Just knowing the presence of her chest being there if he were to look made him blush. "Get off me right now." he said. And normal guy would have looked and even gripped those breasts. But not Mammon he held restraint and self control not to mention he respected woman to a point. But she was being unbelievable. Finally she had gotten off him. His dark blush faded. Thank god he honestly did not know how long he could have resisted, he looked down to look at her eyes. And saw the V... Neck Sweater. She was most likely trolling him now.

"You know. If you spent more time being serious and less playful. Things would have been different for you. Do you normally prey on blondes and hope they fall for your chest because your a woman?" he questioned her. Now more calm and stern.

Not her's to touch or play with? The world around her was all her's to admire, play with, touch and explore, it always had been! Just because other people did not take advtage of all the things they could actually do as a living being, did not mean she would not. Since she could? She had the right to. She only made her current move, because she had partly predicted his eresponse, she figured he'd not actually touch her, if someone actually took her little games that far, they might not live very long, she was playful but still fiercely protective of herself.


He thought she was trolling, but she had actually shifted to a rather serious mode.

A frown grimaced her face at his comment, a small chuckle replacing it with a small smile. "Who said I wanted things to be different, I wouldn't be happy if I had been completely serious." her eyes looked distant, indeed if she was not like this she may have stayed in peace village and thus would not have explored or ended up here. "It has nothing to do with my chest, you just happened to act in a way that made me want to play around with you." she yawned slightly, it was late, and she'd been so wired by just joining and than playing with him, that she didn't noticed how tired she was becoming.

"Thought we may have to cut this short, I might finally be able to sleep now, if I could remember which room I was given." yeah trust her to forget where all her stuff was and such.

Nodding his head only to blink when she said she was assigned a room. "Your from Black Rose? So Am I? That's cool." he told her. Perhaps the two of them can be roomies that would lower the rent. But the room thing gave the Guild out that and it could be two things Tavern or Guild. Since the room was being rented out.

Jiyu was wobbly on her feet to a degree she was not used to off a boat, since most of her life had been at sea for the past two years. Honestly? Now that the need to sleep had caught up to her, she'd winded down and lost some of her nerves, the pale woman was very tired, her body swaying to one side. "Uh- Mhm, Yeah." the female wobbled back over to the bench, her body slumping down, as she felt her last traces of conscious escape from her "Nighty Night." falling asleep right there, because Jiyu would fall asleep anywhere.

As she fell down soundly asleep. Mammon reached out his hands and caught her head, before he brought her close to him, and lifted her up over his shoulder with that being said he made his way towards the guild. Once he was instead he made his way to his room. And closed the door behind him. Locking it. He would place her on his bed, and cover her up with a blanket. Before he made his way towards the kitchen to make himself some soup.