by Seryth Essora 25th May 2016, 9:30 pm
Words: 962 - 2280/3900 Total
Stepping through the rocky carapace of the hive, the three of them progressed forwards while the red-haired lass had explained to the woman about the past of Niyol and it's portents of having no effect upon who he was - fabricated by demons or some what. Cold dispassion drawn upon her countenance, Yuki continued her saunter onwards while listening to Hana with the slightest smile enveloping her lips. The woman was smart enough to draw conclusions of her own volition without the need of rumours to help her form opinions, so she she was being drawn towards believing Hana's explanation with little difficulty upon the other to convince her. Yuki heard out the red-haired girl then spoke of her own accord, pink-rosy lips pursing in thought of exactly what would be said to Hana. Eventually, a though occurred to Yuki, which would churn into an idea and then a monologue as she proofread every word wisely in her mind. Finally, Yuki spoke earnestly in a dulcet tone, speaking directly to Hana. "I do not believe he is the evil being recorded within the reports and rumors I've heard, though at the same time I've not known much of him beside these rumors so I don't know much of him of my own. I'm willing to get down to the bottom of exactly who Niyol is, however that can't be easy with him wordlessly trudging ahead of us. It's actually strange as I've been looking for someone... and your master fits the description. The rumours are not my reason for reverence - it is rather his mastery of death and all of her aspects that draw an immense amount of respect from me for him. He is everything that I wish to be, and so much more. As for the someone I've been seeking, one who can teach me and guide me."
The three continued forth along the hive's cavernous-like depth as Yuki explained everything she had to bear to Hana, her voice neither particularly warm nor distant simply straight-forward and truthful. She didn't even seem mindful of the two demonic beetles who crushed through the roof of the structure, continuing her explanation in suspended motion. Observation was enough to tell that these enemies would be of no difficult to Yuki so they would be naught more than worthless husks to that of Niyol ahead of the two women. There as simply no logical need for Yuki to proceed and the curved, broad blade of the Kriegsmesser remained stationary upon her shoulder without intent to get involved at the moment. Yuki's icy irises focused intently upon the form of Niyol as he continued forwards, casually as he did. The pair hadn't even put up a threat to Niyol, which interested Yuki Chimei as slight laughter arose from the woman's lips. There was no reason for mana expenditure until the two reached the big bad - at which point she intended to join in on the fight regardless of Hana and Niyol's intent. "This is good... I can save my stamina and mana for Baraiel after all, if Niyol is so un-comparably strong. Not as if those things were a problem for me, though certainly not for him. This is quite interesting admittedly, though what interests me more is your master himself and not the brevity of his harnessed powers."
Continuing forth into the depths at the current pace, Yuki listened intently about how Hana had not wishes to see the fullest capability of Niyol - indeed, it seemed that few if any could stack up to him from the sight just witnessed. She wasn't much for power solely the sake of itself, however which meant that regardless of the full extent of Niyol's power, she didn't care. It seemed they weren't alone, however, as more of the beetle-like demons could be viewed further ahead. Yuki didn't exactly want to sit here and let Niyol have the task of solely carving the pathway to the final location, though she couldn't complain with Hana's logic either. Unless directed otherwise the blue-haired beauty would simply remain in reserve with er sword listlessly hanging off her shoulder. Lastly, Yuki wanted to better socialize with Niyol, but he seemed like a rocky exterior - unable to open at the moment. If socialization occurred, it would have to come from him rather than vice-versa. Yuki would simply continue to watch Niyol with growing interest for the moment, yet a lingering desire to learn more of him than the powers which he harnessed as such didn't matter as much as the man himself. Reaching to one side, the woman removed a glass from a pocket to her side and uncapped the gourd to let the cap fall idly to one side. Finally, she carefully poured a drink while waiting idly - a red liquor of some sorts - and then returned the cap to the gourd. Suffice to say that she next rose the glass to her lips and took a long draught of the crimson liquid, and would continue to do so until either the glass was emptied or she was spoken to by Niyol herself. It seemed that whatever the liquor was, it hardly had an effect on Yuki so it was safe for work. Perhaps she simply admired the taste.
"Hyumm... want me to take these or would you like to handle them yourself Niyol? I mean, I know it wouldn't even take a thought for you to destroy them and for me it's a good thing that I keep a reserve of stamina and mana for when we fight Baraiel himself. I will of course defer to your own judgement on the matter simply wish to let you know I am ready and able to fight."
Mana: 100/100% ~ Health: 200/200
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