Moon Splinters [Invite Only]

Itazura ♠ Black Rose ♠ B-Rank ♠ Aruzati
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This land was more familiar to the kamaitachi, though he's never lived here, he lived on a land uninhabited by people, but was close by. He lived knowing of it's culture and traditions from the times he'd wander the country, he grew up using it's language as his first and native language. This was all so long ago of course though, when the weasel was so very young. But coming back here over a century later, not much seemed to have changed. He hasn't really changed much either, besides becoming more and more cryptic about himself and his past. He walked a few strides behind the goddess, his nimble hands hiding within his pant's pockets. His bare feet made no noise as he walked across the ground, his hazel gaze was glued to the ground in front of him, the feet of the redhead in his upper peripheral vision. Though he lifted his head, and a few moments after his gaze, when he heard the young woman speak. A chuckle was released from his mouth at the sound of what his nickname was, it was amusing to him to be called 'squeakers'. Aruzati, as he likes to be called, pondered the answer to her question, what was he doing.
"Think I was eating" he said simply before making himself walk faster to keep up with her. He spoke playfully to her, similar to the taunting tone she was using on him. "What about you Riri-Tan?" he asked with a grin, duplicating the middle part of her name and using as it a sort of cutesy pet name. When she asked if they (the aces) were reading the reports she'd been giving them. He let out a slight 'ha' which was sort of loud, the thought of him doing actual paperwork was unthinkable. Except that one time with Seika, but besides that, no. Plus he couldn't really read or write, so that made it difficult for him to do any desk work. More reasons that makes me more unsure as to why he was made an ace. He didn't even know where that paperwork ended up, did he have an office, did the aces have those? He wasn't sure, but if so it was probably there, he'd have to ask Seika if she knew. Which she most likely did. "Noooope~" he said in reply, if the 'ha' he released a few seconds before wasn't answer enough. "I have no idea why I'm even here or what we're doing" he said, a laugh hiding underneath his sentence. It was blatantly honest, as always he wasn't taking anything seriously.

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Itazura ♠ Black Rose ♠ B-Rank ♠ Aruzati
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The weasel held up his arms loosely, as to pretend defend himself from her scowl and harshly said words. Though you could tell he wasn't bothered, a grin was still plastered across his expression. It amused him to see people trying to get him to do boring work like paperwork, it rarely ever worked but it was fun to see them try. He did manage to actually listen to what she was saying, instead of being entertained and fully distracted by her reaction to him saying what he did and didn't do. 'Withered Lotus', sounded familiar, but he wasn't sure as to what it was. Guess it was really important that an ace and another powerful member of the guild were sent to deal with them. The boy dropped his arms after she turned away from him and proceeded to continue walking. He giggle after her offer to help him "Aww you're so sweet, I'll have to take you up on that~" he said playfully with a little chuckle afterwards. Grinning mischievously in her direction as he walked beside her.
Suddenly something caught his attention, an intense smell, fresh corpses. But not human corpses, was that what he thought it was? Guess he would just have to investigate. Irina appeared to notice that something felt off too by her words. Though the weasel didn't look nervous or worried in anyways, he didn't look as playful anymore and only replied with a nod instead of a snide remark. His hazel eyes watched the smoke for a few heartbeats before dropping their gaze back to the goddess, he chuckled at the thought of being cautious about anything. He wasn't one to worry due to him not really having any sort of fear, it was a very rare thing to see him nervous. Probably when you should be scared, when the weasel isn't acting all mischievous and is actually scared for once. Though this was not happening now, he had no reason to be worried now. There were few reasons for why he would be scared, and those are specific towards himself and personal things.
Upon arriving at the scene the kamaitachi was ecstatic, Oni was something he hadn't seen in a while. Plus there was so many of them, he'd never seen so many in one area at the same time, even if they were dead. The young looking boy squatted down beside one of the corpses, it was large and brutish. Scars covered it's blue colored skin, fatal wounds gave up the reason as to why it was dead. Though who know if they would stay dead, all yokai had a hard time actually saying dead. So Itazura didn't oppose the redheaded goddess when she said she was going to burn their bodies. He decided to quickly get up and step back a few strides so he wouldn't get a face full of fire. The dancing flames echoed into the weasel's hungry gaze, he'd never eaten one before, how did they taste he wondered. Though his thoughts were interrupted with Irina's words. He looked up at what she was talking about, a tall muscular man dressed in red armor sat. It was obvious to the itachi that it was this man that was the demise of all these Oni. So of course, the most logical thing according to him was to shout out to the mysterious man and wave. "Hellooooooo~!"

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Itazura ♠ Black Rose ♠ B-Rank ♠ Aruzati
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They walked over to him to have a proper conversation instead of just yelling at each other from a little distance, the tall man asked why they were out here. Irina answered, but as she did the kamaitachi thought to himself. He was technically far from his current home in Rose Garden, the city where the guild Black Rose resides. But his first home as I previously explained was actually close to Midi, though I guess he didn't really look like a native, not usually do they have dirty blond hair. After the man introduced himself as Ardere, the weasel decided to do the same, with and over exaggerated bow. "Name's Aruzati, pleasure to meet you" he said with a grin as he quickly straightened his figure. Stumbling slightly due to the lightheadedness he received from standing up so fast. Though he caught himself, steadying himself by placing a firm foot behind the rest of his body and holding out his hands, doing that mainly so he could concentrate on not falling over.
The young looking boy looked at Irina with a widened hazel gaze, slightly surprised by the sudden amount of noise purely in one of his ears. Though he wasn't surprised by her shouting at all, after he got over the second of surprise he brought a hand to his mouth and tried to hold in laughter. Listening to her over reacting about her 'flames of purification' or whatnot, anybody in general freaking out about whatever entertained the henge yokai. It is really easy to amuse him. Amidst her freaking out, she flailed her arms about, almost hitting him in the face. Though he was able to dodge he fist just in time by bending backwards, making his body make a perfect right angle. Being a weasel he was extremely flexible and agile like that, so he could bend in the weirdest of ways, such as that. He straightened himself and continued to let out some spurts of giggles, only him could be amused by almost getting hit in the face. The next thing made him burst out into laughter and actually fall over onto his back, holding his stomach from the amount of laughter. Her getting frightened, and then proceeding to hop into the arms of the Infinity Hydra Guildmaster was incredible.

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Itazura ♠ Black Rose ♠ B-Rank ♠ Aruzati
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The boy immedietly stopped laughing at the sound of her shouting at him to do just that, but he just continued afterwards, though no longer rolling on the ground just little fits of giggles. Irina's exaggerated nature, how she shouted all the time and was very overly dramatic, was just very amusing to the kamaitachi. Though I guess he was easily amused, so a lot of things were 'very amusing', but that was a higher thing on the list of things that entertained him. Though it was a very long list. "Sorry I don't believe that is possible" the weasel boy said, with a grin upon his expression, as he stood to his feet and brushed himself off. That which he said was for the most part true, it was a rare occasion when the boy took anything seriously, though it isn't entirely impossible. Just a rare thing to be seen by everybody. He was happy that he was here with Irinia, things were turning interesting with this guildmaster here and these immense amount of Oni. Which last time he knew was a rather rare occurrence, he didn't think Oni liked working together, at least not in such a large group. Something dangerous was happening, and he was glad he was a part of it.
Oh so that's what they were looking for, or was it? The goddess didn't mention it earlier when she was talking about Withered Lotus, though maybe she did, he was listening but it's entirely possible that he forgot something. He was old, over one hundred years, but even with his immense age, doesn't mean he is wise enough to learn from his mistakes. "Strange for so many of these to be out and about" the time and space mage said his thoughts aloud, his hazel gaze scanning his surroundings "Unless something has changed since the last time I've been here" he continued, smiling he squatted down and picked up a hand from the ground, he studied it casually as if you would any normal thing. It reached towards him, trying to grab at his neck, he just casually tossed it aside where it went and tried to grab as the redhead. "Yeah but most of us yokai are pretty unkillable, well no, we can be killed. We just have the ability to come back" he said towards Irina, smiling like he wasn't worrying about anything, which was true "and yes, I do believe something is watching us" he said, sensing something also. He dropped open his mouth slightly to help him sniff the air, trying to scent what might be around. But the smell of the burned corpses still hung in the air so it made it difficult.

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