Bleed and Blend (Private/Izayuki)

Ah, Era! What a name... the word literally meant a long and distinct period of time that possessed a particular feature or unique characteristic... but what did the word have to do with the setting? It was a difficult question, but one that the simple-minded tanuki girl was refusing to think too hard about. The thought crossed her mind more than once, yes, but the new Rising Star failed to try and contemplate the many possible reasons for the naming of the place. Instead, she was focused on the surroundings- namely, the giant structure where the Magic Council gathered to have their meetings and make their decrees.

Honestly, the idea of a leash around the neck of her guild was not something that the free-spirited yokai liked to think about. She went along with the alignment change from independent to legal, yes, but at the same time, there was always the unwanted threat of the council looming over them. The council demanded and expected order in regards to all of the guilds affiliated and associated with them, and just the slightest wrong move could make everything take a turn for the worst. Regardless, Izayuki attempted to keep the thoughts out of her mind, as they easily stressed her out. She walked to the beat of her own drum, and would not be controlled by some silly council that was likely only full of a few political-minded humans. Nothing more, really. Why did she have to care? Walking down the street, the pink-haired girl failed to notice where she was going, being on a collision course for the other woman with the white-hair worn in a braid. This would end well.

Feeling a sudden grip on her arm, Izayuki zoned back in from her temporary spacing out. Blinking pink orbs, she moved her gaze towards the blonde, who had managed to stop her before she had bumped into and collided with the other woman. "Er, sorry," the yokai said, taking a step back the instant the girl let go of her arm. The stranger's voice seemed neutral overall- nothing too much to think about, right? Hopefully. At the same time, her instincts told her that something seemed rather... off. But that was just silly, right? They were in Era. They were safe... sometimes canine instincts could be a total nuisance.

The next question the person asked somewhat took Izayuki by surprise. How could she know that so easily? Was she just one of those super-sensors of magic, or someone along those lines? Either way, the yokai simply straightened her posture proudly and crossed her arms in her typical, confident manner. "Mhm~! I'm a God Slayer, all right, and you'll never guess which one... go on, humor me~" she said in a playful, perky, and ever so slightly singsongy voice. She was chipper and happy by nature, and always enjoyed a good guessing game... so long as she was not the one on the stuttering and stumbling guessing side.

This lady... she was certainly quite the dense one, was she not? Izayuki gave a melodramatic disappointed sigh as the blonde refused to play along in the guessing game. "Aww, you're no fun~" she said, mirroring the woman's body movement by putting her own hand on a hip. The air might have been slightly heavier, but Izayuki would hardly notice, simply not in the mood for using keen observance. That, or she might have noticed, just not acknowledged. There was a difference, after all.

"'Oi! You talked to me first, so you have to introduce yourself first," Izayuki replied, chin tilted up, still proudly, almost daring. Yes, she was the one who almost ran into the other girl, but with anyone else, it would have been a quick 'sorry' or little to no exchange at all- just a tiny, minor accident that would be quickly forgotten as the day went on. But no, here this girl had stopped her, and even inquired of her magic. She began the questioning, thus, she could introduce herself first. At least, that was how the yokai saw it.

"Of course! I have the best logic, after all. Problem~?" Izayuki continued in a chipper, singsongy voice. She was only playing around now, and was increasingly becoming more intrigued by the woman in front of her. She was fun to talk to, and to toy with. The serious ones were always like that, after all. The Bakedanuki mirrored the girl once again, bringing her own arms to her chest to cross in a similar manner.

She giggled slightly before moving on, taking the blonde's words into careful consideration before shrugging them off, as if a fool were suggesting she do something stupid. "Pfft, who says I have to listen to someone who won't even give me their name?" Izayuki snickered, boldly and daringly meeting the girl's red orbs with her own pink eyes. "I'll pass. Anything else you have to say, blondie?"