Rena | 01

[cleaver_bitch]

Characters: Rena Ryuugu and vatheon
Location: The Plaza
Time: Late night (2:00 AM)
Style: Either or!
Status: Open like a can of sardines

[Walking around Vatheon's plaza sometime late in the night is a young teenage girl in a blue and white sailor fuku. She's soaked to the bone, as are all newcomers to the city, but she's also covered in blood and

Comments

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Oh hey, a samurai is taking a stroll through the city. Mitsuhide is having trouble sleeping, so he is trying to walk enough to tire himself out. His hair is loose and his clothing is casual, though his blade still rests at his hip. It always does, when the night comes.]

[He pauses when spotting the newcomer... and hesitates. The blood and the weapon make him wary, but her expression...

My Lady?

[It is said softly.]

[cleaver_bitch]

...ano?

[wavesoakedlegs]

[His expression softens.]

It's alright, I mean no harm. Are you injured at all?

[First things first.]

[cleaver_bitch]

[She shakes her head, eyes still darting around the plaza.]

N-no...Rena's okay...

[punchhopping]

In hell.

[Spoken from behind her. Though he has managed to find a little place to stay in here in Vatheon, Kageyama is still wandering the streets at night. He just can't sleep alone anymore. Rena's appearance, the blood all over her... it interests him. Has this girl seen the same darkness like him and Aniki?]

[cleaver_bitch]

[Startled, her hand tightens on the cleaver as she looks over her shoulder.]

...hell?

[punchhopping]

Suddenly dragged here against your will. No way out. We'll probably have to linger here until the day we die. That sounds like hell, right?

[He looks pretty unconcerned being in 'hell'. Actually, if only Aniki was here with him, this would be the perfect place for him. He glances down for a moment, looking at her cleaver before back up at her.]

But... you've seen darkness and hell already, right?

[cleaver_bitch]

...

[She looks down at her feet, biting at her lip.]

[thejackal_is_in]

[The resident man in black is still walking around when senses something odd. He pauses, glancing over. There is a young girl walking about, and he can tell even front a distance that she's covered in blood. He spots the cleaver as well and smirks, then heads over to where the girl is standing.]

Are you all right, my dear?

[cleaver_bitch]

...?

[No shrieking. Can't risk it. But she did jump a bit when she heard another person; turning around, she nodded.]

Rena's all right...she's not hurt.

[thejackal_is_in]

[Smiles a bit wider, but it still appears to be a kind one. So the blood isn't hers. Fascinating.]

That isn't often said by one who is covered with blood.

[cleaver_bitch]

I...

[She looks down at herself, seemingly just realizing she's still bloodied. Rena shakes her head slowly.]