Midsummer Madness, my Love~

It'd been a long time since Itori had tied her life so closely to that of someone else. She was used to an eternity where she joined people for the duration of their lifespan, supporting and helping them out but at the end of the day alawys being more of a side character. When nearly every creature had a lot less time available to them it was difficult to become truly intimate with them, especially since beyond the different in lifespans there was also the fact that Itori was just an unusual creature. Existing as much in the spiritual as in the physical world, reality itself was in danger of being warped in Itori's presence and her voice was a weapon in itself due its enchanting qualities.

Yet here she was, bonding herself to a demoness of all things. If someone had prophesized that this would happen the kitsune would have been wary and even somewhat incredulous, even though normally she took omens and prophecies very seriously and wasn't inclined to doubting them. Demons were her enemy, creatures which fed on the souls of the unfortunate even as Itori tried to protect them and guide them. She wasn't a fan of senseless murder, but she could live with killing as long as the soul was at least safeguarded. To devour or destroy a soul was an act of horror.

Still, it wasn't like Kenna was anything like that. Spending time with her lover had given Itori a new perspective, one where there were various types of demons which could behave completely differently. Which was confusing in itself: the demons that Itori was familiar with were twisted spirits, turned into something monstrous either from excessive negative emotions, corrosion of self or malicious magics. Meanwhile Kenna's type of demon appeared to be more of a type of creature akin to animals and plants, existing naturally and not necessarily being formed of evil even if they appeared to be closely tied to unholy magics. It was something Itori had to learn and come to terms with, and she was glad that she did because it meant she could be with Kenna without having to fear her beloved doing anything to harm those souls Itori would try to protect.

Currently she was in Kenna's room, seated amidst the five pillars that adorned the plateau in the middle of the demoness's room. It was a lot more spacious than what Itori had declared her residence, as befitting of a mage of status and someone who actually saw their room as something to live in rather than a location where you rested before you headed out again. The kitsune's nine tails were on prominent display behind her, spread out so they formed an odd halo while she sat there with crossed legs and her hands folded together in her lap. Ever since she'd removed Kenna's corruption this spot had given her an unusual sensation. It looked like she'd used so much power to purge that Nemesis, merging physical and spiritual and breaching the world of dreams, that in this little shrine the barriers that kept the spiritual and physical realms separate had become quite thin. Of course as a spirit fox Itori didn't need help entering the spirit realm, but this way she could meditate and sense both realms without it requiring deep concentration. With her eyes closed one might believe she had fallen asleep in her seated position.

However she proved that she was fully awake when she opened her eyes to look at her beloved when the demoness asked for her opinion regarding her dress. The Solstice festivals were beginning, and Kenna had appeared determined to make use of the opportunity to spend more time with Itori, a plan the kitsune had no objections against. Vermilion eyes inspected Kenna's choice of attire, the rather traditional looking dress which aimed for elegance and grace rather than those extravagant clothes one often encountered at more official gatherings. As the fire mage twirled to show off the entire ensemble Itori smiled. "You look beautiful Kenna." The praise was honest and fortright. Having said this Itori smoothly rose up onto her feet, stepping out from her spot between the five pillars to face Kenna from the same height. "I guess I should prepare myself for the festivities as well." As she spoke her clothes flickered, the air directly around her body appearing hazy as reality itself was disassembled and rewoven into Itori's preferred pattern. She was now wearing an outfit identical to Kenna's, although she quickly shook her head and made a small motion with one hand, at which point reality was twisted once more.

When her clothing settled this time she was still wearing a similar type of dress, but instead of the demoness's black and white scheme hers was a pale red with a delicate showing of a field of red spider lilies at the bottom. Above her cleavage there was some darker cloth forming a collar and covering her shoulders, even though her arms were entirely bare where Kenna had detached sleeves. However she did have a thin shawl of a deep red curling around her elbows, looping behind her back from one arm to the other. Raising her arms a little she showed her own dress the same way Kenna had done. "This should be a suitable partner for your outfit I think. Unless you have any suggestions regarding how I should dress myself?" It could never hurt to ask what your beloved thought about your clothes.

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