[center][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/62971/posts/ooc?page=3#post-1960459]Akari the Akuma[/url][/center]
Visible beads of sweat bordered a pale girl’s white hairline and a color much paler than her already fair complexion emerged across her skin. Weakly hands helped to raise a frail body to its feet clad in geta reeno. Suddenly the demoness halted mid-step and sloughed against a wall dropping a couple of ancient texts near a lounge shrub. It was a miracle her petite frame made it this far without fainting. Red amber eyes closed for a moment as a sigh escaped, gathering her bearings. This happened occasionally as to be expected. The half-yokai only had so much energy to dedicate while continuously binding her resistant akuma half-sister within a tiny amulet necklace. Sometimes more stamina was needed if Kira was feeling especially defiant. 

“What ever is the matter Akari-chan? You seem awfully winded today. Perhaps you should leave this foolish place and go back to my shrine. I am all the company you will ever need.” A hauntingly spectral voice spoke fourth that was only audible to Akari. A living nightmare not so easily escaped. Kira always managed to somehow offer unnecessary commentary trying to rile her sister or make her lose focus. It was only a matter of time before this practice would cease to work. Kira had all the time and patience in the world to wait for this exact moment where she could be free and wreak havoc once again. 

“Haven’t you any empathy for your poor sister?” A palm was brought to Akair's balmy forehead to gently dab any remaining perspiration away. 

“Ha, clearly you underestimate my leniency.” Snidely remarked an aggravated Kira.

“You have none. Everything you’ve ever done is for yourself.” Akari brought the pendant into view and stuck out her tongue at the item before heading to the rooftop for some more air. Perhaps soaking her feet in the pool would do some good. While reaching the destination overlooking a beautiful horizon Akari silently wandered fourth, the bottom of her long kimono beautifully trailing a couple inches behind. Not one for casual attire since she had no clue how to put together a matching outfit...thanks to her sister's old ways. A brow arched however at the peculiar sight of Mattis hunched over like a lurking nightstalker gazing down upon the Terrace below. What was more comical were the murmuring words he said to himself. 

[i]He speaks with himself[/i] Akari thought with a giggle. Many residents had caught her chatting with Kira on numerous occasions, though they assumed the awkward girl was simply holding a conversation with herself. Placing a finger to her bottom lip Akari nodded deciding to greet the bored gentleman. Taking a few steps forward she raised her hand in a welcoming gesture and began to speak when Kira suddenly intervened. 

“Akari! Look out!” The older sister shouted with urgency making Akari in a panic scan the area for what her feet were about to stumble upon. While trying desperately to avoid the invisible obstacle she ended up tripping over her own clogs and landed front first into a gleaming pool with a splash.

“Oh, Akari-chan…how foolish. My pathetic little one.” Kira mocked with a devilish chuckle as she had purposely tricked her gullible little sister. 

Sinking to the bottom of rippling water a pile of silk teal material ornately decorated with amethyst peacock feathers descended gradually. Akari was trapped within the mess of layered clothing, each heavy piece dragging her down further. One would have become devastated by this particular incident, an elegant kimono tainted by chlorine but this style was all the ivory haired one wore. Many more lined the inside of her wooden wardrobe so truly only slight loss befell her. This was the least of her worries as Akari remained as still as a rock completely embarrassed, and wondered if perhaps she would stay here for a moment that Mattis would not notice and continue eavesdropping on the tenants below.