Eviledd1984
op2024
Foster
Tally Dor
Emeth
Hope Lover
Lemons
Lugubrious
Damo021Miyuki no Suzuyami
Locationn: Umbra Rose Condos, Bldg #1 cafeteria Caféteria
Time of Day: Late Afternoon
Relevant Cast: @CitrusArms Yumeiko, @Lemons Velvet, @Expendable Qaymu (briefly), @Dragonydas [/center] Gurnak, @Massasauga Rebecca Holloway, Anyone else still in the Bldg #1 Cafeteria's dining area
More back and forth. Useless, pointless prattle. The only time Miyuki even glanced over or reacted to the conversation between her dearly beloved and this vampire was when the other fox introduced her. At the mention of her status and unfamiliarity with things outside the Imperial Court. That was... a Half-truth... She was well familiar with the interactionms and day-to-day of the humble common man, she just didn't care to get involved with it most of the time. Because humans were, as always, human. And given the behavior of both these cursed humans she'd met and gotten invovled with today, her appraisal of their species seemed to be quite accurate still, even after several centuries. Sad, wasn't it?
She didn't even notice or pay any heed to when the gentleman the vampire had been playing her board game with suddenly rose to his feet and excused himself from the presence of the ladies present.
The short-stuff spoke again, trying to reaffirm her sincerity and well-meaning intentions. The black fox gave her a side-eye, letting a small sigh escape her lips.
"Everyone makes mistakes."
A noin-comitting answer. An answer that didn't accept or reject the other woman's words or intentions. An open-ended reply that could be read and interpreted in a number of ways and that didn't necessarily mean what the listener imagined or concluded. A vague and calculated response. This was about as much as the elder fox was willing to humor her dear partner's good will and naivety. It was a good thing, for this human, that the golden fox was around - otherwise she may not even have gotten a reply.
Sniff, sniff~
But the dark clouds hanging over Miyuki suddenly began to thin out and break apart. A fragrant, mouth-wateriong aroma came wafting through the noisy dining hall. A smell that was both familiar and nostalgic, yet also distant, like a long-absent friend one hadn't seen in many years. The fox's ears twitched, her tails began to slowly and rhythmically wag at the tips, in perfect synchrlnization. Food... Food was on the way! And it smelled divine! Turning her head, Miyuki spotted the large, bulky... Man...? Creature? Thing!? That was waddling its way towards their table.
Carried in his arms was... A tray... A tray of promised satisfaction. A tray of hopes and dreams. A tray of the very gods themselves! NOURISHMENT! A pair of steaming, fresh-out-of-the-pot meals rested atop this glorious tray, and now, finally, after so many hours of hunger and starvation, after so much unpleasantry, after so many nuisances and irritants all throughout this miserable day, in this unfamiliar and frankly quite bothersome new locale, finally... Finally she was going to get to get to eat and regain some modicum of happiness!
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SHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~GH!!
A foul screech, high-pitched but als raspy, like a pair of claws being raked across the chalk-board along with a untuned, rusted violin string being shredded... That was the sound that greeted her just as the large man-thing was about to reach her and Yumeiko's table. And then.... The catastrophic cataclysm struck. An apocalpyse of unimaginable proportion. It all played out in slow motion before Miyuki's horrified eyes. Those eyes, golden purple, that had previously begun to sparkle with the warmth of joy and the dazzling light of wonder and hope... Those eyes now stared in abject horror at the scene before her.
An ugly, unholy little creature fell from the ceiling. It crashed down onto the tray carried by the big man-thing. The tray, the creature, and the platters of promised dinner, all went flying. The tray, clattered onto the floor, dead, broken. The platters of food, sailed thorugh the air and then, with an unceremonious splat, landed upside down upon the floor. The creature, culprit and offender and perpetrator of this deed, bounced onto the ground, giggle maniacally, and then took off, like a mischievous child... Andleft behind, in the wake of all this carnage, was not but a black-haired fox, staring with blank eyes and an equally blank face, at the improbable and unpossible disaster before her.
A moment of silence for the fallen.
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...
Yumeiko..."
Suddenly, a sound. The words came from Miyuki's lips, but they did not sound like Miyuki's voice. They were hissed, spoken through grit teeth, with an underlying and distinct tint of seething, unbridled and boiling venom. Those who gazed at the fox would notice a shift, a change. The air around her, which spread outwards like a dark breeze, could feel it. The air was electric, oppressive... Tainted... Some could probably feel their stomachs become queasy, a cold sweat break out all over them, a sensation like tinitus ringing in their ears, or just a palpable feeling that something dreadful and unpleasant was about... Something that was very wrong and very dangerous... The entire dining hall felt... Darker... Like the shadows themselves were growing and the light itself was dimming...
She had not listened to the announcement. She had not heard about these 'gremlins'. She knew not that this was all part of some silly game to entertain the simple-minded, unwashed masses. To her... To Mizuki no Szuyami... This was nothing but a slap in the face, on a day that had been nothing but a string of consecutive slaps to the face.
"... I will end that creature now."
Apparently, Miyuki also hadn't heard her beloved's comment about them going on a hunt. Or perhaps she had, but hadn't connected the dots that these little blighters were what they were supposed to hunt down. No, instead, a set of nine purple-blue flames had now appeared at the tips of each of Miyuki's nine tails, and said tails were moving indepedently of each other in an uncanny, slithering, serpentine-like manner. A shadow hung over the otherwise attractive far-eastern woman's face and her eyes were filled with not but malice and bloodthirst. But...
... Unlike the cursed humans of the west, unlike those weak-willed yet self-important humans who claimed to be above and more than mere beasts... This beast didn't lose her composure. She didn't crack. She didn't fly into a fit of wild, emotional rage fueled by blind instinct. Instead, she seethed. Boiled like a lidded cauldron. It was clear she was upset, anyone could tell that - even a fool coulkd notice it - but she still managed to keep from exploding. Maintaining a lid on things. However...
... If she wasn't stopped or halted, this fun event of tonight wouldn't remain a silly game of controlled chaos for much longer.
Case in point, Miyuki was now very slowly, and very ominously, rising from her seat in order to leave in pursuit of the destroyer of her meal... And it would pay dearly if she caught them...