The tengu was out collecting information on Yomi's order but things were dull and the imp found himself wandering into the park. He wore a dark blue kimono,the katana tucked in his sash. His blue hair was pulled back in a ponytail as usual. He looked around the park, spotting another figure nearby, perhaps this day would be amusing after all...
Kagura flinched at the sound. Someone was nearby, and there was a familiar feeling about the figure. She sidestepped and turned towards the figure, watching from the corner of her blood red hues, and stared dully. It seemed to be the blue haired samurai. How ironic. The woman was thinking about the youkai, and his tolerable actions. Her raven tresses mingled in the wind a bit before smirking once more, a curved smirk, and amused reaction surrounded her. How small this little human world is.
She could tell that it wasn’t hard to run into people you knew. She merely watched him from the sidelines, and waited until the samurai walked up to her. She played with her fan, the delicate weapon that she used most the time to torment fools, and create puppets. She wasn’t the strongest of creatures, but she was capable of manipulating the wind, and creating puppets of the dead. It was amusing either way.
"Kagura-san," the samurai greeted her with a polite bow of his head as he approached. Unlike many in this realm, he did not mind the wind witch's company. There was no one else around, things were too quiet for the tengu's liking.
"You are the samurai, Shishiwakamaru, am I correct?" the woman inquired with a inquisite smirk on her face. How unusual to see him here at this time of the evening. Somehow, the samurai youkai was giving her a slightest bit of respect, not most gave her that respect, perhaps he was a better ally than the woman had imagined. She stopped fooling around with her weapon fan, and placed it within the sash of her Kimono. She wore the simple dark blue, almost purple kimono, with a red next to it.
It was covered in faint designs, but they were hard to make out what, by their appearance, "what brings one as yourself here?"
"Yes, I am," Shishiwakamaru nodded. He hadn't seen here around since they had gone out to torment humans and had been interrupted. "Not much really, I have just been rather...bored," he yawned. Collecting information was rather slow.
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He looked around the park, spotting another figure nearby, perhaps this day would be amusing after all...
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She could tell that it wasn’t hard to run into people you knew. She merely watched him from the sidelines, and waited until the samurai walked up to her. She played with her fan, the delicate weapon that she used most the time to torment fools, and create puppets. She wasn’t the strongest of creatures, but she was capable of manipulating the wind, and creating puppets of the dead. It was amusing either way.
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It was covered in faint designs, but they were hard to make out what, by their appearance, "what brings one as yourself here?"
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"Not much really, I have just been rather...bored," he yawned. Collecting information was rather slow.
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