— 04. return.
“Yeah, don’t worry about it.” Under his breath he whispered ‘I’m used to it…’ and hopefully the ebony wouldn’t have noticed it. After Neku had finished picking up Rin’s belongings, he handed them to him, astonishingly nice despite the look he gave.
Neku could have said the same about Rin, he didn’t take too long to inspect the other male, but his sharp teeth and ears were pretty definable traits. The tail was a plus. His image already had been burned into his head, given how easily Neku could remember things.
After the large textbook was handed to Rin, it was then that he noticed that it was the same one of the few that Neku carried around; geometry. “I haven’t seen you in class before.” A bit vague, but he was referring to that specific arithmetic class. Though the ginger couldn’t really blame him for skipping or anything, most things relating to math weren’t his favorite either. Though not completely intending to, he continued to stare with a slight intimidating expression and stoic gaze.
[ Taking the book into his hands, the demon tried to remain neutral, not exactly sure how to respond to that intimidating look. He chose to stare at the book itself, the pages being dog eared and the cover worn. The reason he probably hadn’t gotten one of the newer books was because he never really…showed up…
A more surprised look took his face as the other spoke to him, then a sheepish, embarrassed smile scrawling over his face. He didn’t think people would notice if they never saw him around…! Rin guessed he was pretty darn noticeable, but he could always lie and say that he had just arrived here. But, lying was not really the thing to do if he wanted to have a good reputation. ]
To be honest, I don’t really like school…
[ It was the truth!!! Rin really didn’t like school, he didn’t like people marching around and telling him what to do—he didn’t like it one bit. It was safe to say that he wasn’t very bright, so he didn’t catch on quite as fast as the other students. Of course, the demon excelled at the hands-on learning, but learning from a book was simply impossible for the teen, it seemed. ]
In fact, this is the first time I’ve been back at a normal school since I dropped out.
[ “Normal” school. The True Cross Academy had been great for him, since a lot of it was physical learning, and he spent 70% of his day outside a seat. At least, as of late, that was how it had been. He’d dropped out of middle school because he didn’t exactly get along with the other students. It wasn’t like he got bullied or anything—no, it was him bullying the other bullies. He couldn’t stand people that would pick on others, so he was only giving them a taste of their own medicine…! Honestly. ]
— 04. return.
It was the daily routine again; Neku had surprisingly got up early enough to get ready properly and start his classes today. So far, he had attended every one even though he didn’t want to, though he never had to put much effort into anything besides geometry. His hands were places in the pockets sewed into his pants and his headphones hung around his neck, as they usually would.
He was pretty much used to getting shoved around already, Tancho was big and there he’d bumped into people so many times. It took some time to get adjusted to at first considering this is the largest school he has ever been to, but thinking back at what he had to deal with in the scramble crossing in Shibuya, this was pretty much nothing. The ginger was casually walking up the usual fleet of stairs when…
…a book came flying at him from behind. “Wh-whoa-!” He had almost fallen forward, though in the end managed to keep his balance. If he wasn’t used to the stuff that usually goes on in this school, he’d be furious at the person who had so carelessly let their school supplies fly by now, though he simply sighed, looking back to see who had fallen. The angry expression from earlier was wiped off his face, though he still looked a bit intimidating.
“Hey, watch where you’re going.” He looked like a troublemaker - some dude with ebony hair and pointy ears. And… he had a tail. The extra appendage didn’t shock him as much considering what he’s seen here before. Though Neku wasn’t the person to judge since he probably looked like the exact same thing to the other boy. He simply glared for a bit, then leaned over to pick up the book that had attacked him from behind and those remaining pencils on the ground.
[ His brows furrowed upwards and he clenched his sharpened teeth, unsure of what to say. Well, that’s probably how he would’ve acted too, if he got hit with a book, so Rin really couldn’t blame him. Sighing, the demon slung the Kurikara and the bag he’d been forced into carrying, shoving the notebooks and books and assorted other things inside. He wasn’t a delinquent, really…!! ]
Y-Yeah, that was my bad.
Yer sure yer alright…? It didn’t hit you that hard or nothin’?
[ If he wanted to fit in here, he would have to force himself into trying to converse with people. Normally he would have been on his merry way and taken his things but…he felt bad for having been so foolish. Plus, he didn’t want this kid to think he was some sort of bag of dicks that threw books around all the time. He looked, for lack of a better word, interesting, with that whole orange hair get up and the headphones, too. If Rin didn’t know any better, he would have said he looked straight out of the comics he used to read back at home.
But, that aside, at least the Kurikara hadn’t fallen out of it’s place or something. That would have been awkward, because of the whole “I’m the son of Satan” thing. His tail flicked nervously to one side, obviously not burdened by the things he was carrying—super human strength and all. In fact, he probably shouldn’t have been carrying all the books in the first place; too bad he was dumb enough to think he needed all of them for the first day he was back. ]
— 04. return.
[ Man, just how long had he been skipping classes?!? How was he not kicked out of school yet?!?!??!!?!? The world may never know.
But hey, at least he was sort of attempting to be present, now. That much was obvious by his actually wearing the uniform, and actually being in the school’s buildings, instead of sleeping in his dorm or outside in the sun. It just so happened that, hey, he was strolling outside the front entrance with his hands sunk in his pockets and his shoulders slouched, tail hanging low to the ground. He’d decided that people probably wouldn’t care about his demonic heritage, so there was no use hiding it.
Besides, it just seemed like this place had way too many people for his liking. Rin really didn’t enjoy being shoved into being around so many people; he didn’t like it one bit. But…he was supposed to be trying to be a little more social, so he made it his personal mission to at least hold a solid conversation with someone, today. He’d been wondering if there was a market around here, cooking was always the way to bring people together— ]
[ Wow, he really hadn’t been paying attention (it didn’t help that he was quite the klutz) and it looks like he tripped on the last few steps of the stairs!!! And oh no, it looks like all of his stuff is flying in random directions, including a certain heavier looking book that he’d been carrying with ease due to his demonic strength. It just so happens that this book hits an unsuspecting person in the back, ouch!!! Rin manages to catch just about everything in a tumble, save for a few pencils and…well, the book that just assaulted the poor person. ]
A-Are you alright…?
[ Shoving the contents of what he’d caught back into his bag, he approached the other person slowly, not wanting to aggravate them. He really was a screw up, wasn’t he? ]
i am so sorry for not being around as much sndkng muse got a little crazy but i should be back for the time being!!! i’m making an open shortly and i can reply to anyone’s open if they wish ah just send me a message or reply to this!
— 03. abnormality. | event open
She was alone.
Armed, but alone.
Nill didn’t have quite the physical strength or the heart to bash their heads in, but she could knock them away from her with a bat she had found in the gymnasium. They got up faster than she’d like, but still giving her enough time to flee. She had always been good at running away, quick on her feet and all. But this was different. They moved painfully slow, and she had a feeling that she wasn’t their only target. They didn’t make use of weapons, but from the few scratches she had received from them, they were strong enough as they were, as it hurt quite a bit.
Initially, the girl was at a loss of what she should do, merely running for her life and blindly knocking away what she could. But, a sudden flash of blue light would catch her attention, and seemingly the zombies around her, too. They looked in the direction it had come from, and although it must have screamed danger, Nill decided to trust that light. And taking the chance now that their attention had been divided among her and the light, she fled away from the crowds of zombies, gasping for breath once arriving at the source.
And she would see the boy she had met, just the other day. The one who had taken a while to understand the meaning of her actions, but had been kind to her all the same.
If she could scream, she would. No, not because of the sight of Rin’s demon form, but the sight of zombies bursting into flames — vaguely familiar faces, though deformed, bursting into flames .. she couldn’t take it. And though they were dangerous now, there must have been some sort of cure to help them, and to kill them.. out of the question.
The girl managed to weave through body upon body of rotted corpses, coming to Rin’s side before moving behind him, making sure that none would come up to him from behind — even though he would probably be able to take care of them anyway, and Nill would have been no good if they were to ever become more outnumbered than they were.
Tugging at his arm, a hand would reach out to the hand holding the sword, gripping it tightly and forcing him to lower it, her eyes meeting his as she furrowed her brows, shaking her head.
’ Stop it, ‘ she wanted to say.
Though her expression held pure terror, it was obvious that she was trying hard to stay strong, to protect herself since she would never want Heine to have to go through the fact that she would have died here, that he would blame himself for allowing her to come here.
It was okay to knock them away, since it seemed impossible to knock them unconscious without destroying them somehow, but she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to save them.
[ He was so focused on fighting them that he didn’t hear anyone approach, much too busy with kicking them away from himself and keeping them away, not heeding the the minor scratches and bruises that he got from fighting them, as they healed nearly instantly. With his teeth bared, he lashed out towards them, glad that he had chosen to do this out here near the outskirts rather than nearer the school. But, just as he was about to swing again, he felt a hand on his, something on his arm too—much too soft to be the undead— ]
[ Wow, he would have attacked her too, if he hadn’t looked first. A part of him wanted to rip his arm from her hold, as he was clearly the more physically adept here, but he instead tensed, keeping his vice grip on the Kurikara. He was slipping, flinching; it wasn’t safe to be that close to him when he was like this, or at least, it really made him uncomfortable. He didn’t want to hurt her, but she was obviously scared and trying to tell him something. Again, a part of him considered not listening, as she was impairing him from keeping them both safe.
The low growl in the back of his throat was hardly human, but he stayed alert, not wanting to allow any of them to get close. ]
What are you doing here?!
[ His tone was angry but he was just worried about her. His fangs glinted, sharp enough to rip through skin, for sure. His eyes were burning with determination, and he looked at her wildly, starting to panic because of all of undead around them and with her blocking his ability to attack. He could still shoot the fire, he supposed, but that was risky and took a lot of energy, and from the looks of it, he was going to have to conserve it if he was planning on defeating all of them. ]
— 02. a rose in a field of weeds. | closed
Shiemi absolutely loved the school! It was so different from the academy, yet in a good way. There was so many different people here, the dynamics were different and so were personalities. And she just wanted to embrace it all. Though she had been expanding her horizons since she had joined the academy, she hadn’t really gone out. The only reasons she had to were because of the occasional grocery shopping or the fact that she was sent on on a mission, such as the last one.
Still, the real world was really hectic. Though she had been home schooled as a little kid, the things she had been learned had been taught in a different way. She had put her own little twists on words and how to describe them, but in Tancho, she actually had to learn the true names of words. It reminded her a bit like the academy, which was the only thing they actually shared in common. At least, from her view point. Well, at least she was able to have a free period.
At this time, it said on her schedule she was able to do whatever she pleased, from studying to roaming the school. On alternate days she gardened, and then next she spent cooped up in her dorm trying to catch up on the things she was taught differently. It was a schedule she had developed on the short amount of time Shiemi had spent here, but she was awfully comfortable with it. Especially because it fit together so well.
The day had been a bit grueling and Shiemi couldn’t wait to get out of class. English had made absolutely no sense to her. Why does ph in phone have to sound like an ‘F’ anyway? What was the point of that? It frustrated her a bit, especially because she had tried so hard to actually understand english. Maybe it was a good thing that today was one of her gardening days. However, the little blonde was looking for the bathroom, more specifically a mirror. She wanted to tie her hair up into a tiny ponytail before she did any gardening.
Briefly, her thoughts ran back to the academy. On such a day like this, she probably would be found in the garden too. She had heard from Mephisto that Rin was taking a short break and just hinted a little that the tamer should follow him, so she had! It was hard to leave everyone behind, especially Izumo who was just beginning to warm up to her. Still, was it wrong to leave? She hadn’t even seen him around, not that it was her fault; The campus was huge!
Hmm, so which way was the bathroom again? The blonde stared at the ground, her eyebrows knit together, trying to figure out where exactly the bathrooms where. It was around the dorms, she knew that for sure! Maybe, if she looked around? As her green eyes looked up, she was met with bright, blue, familiar ones. Immediately, her face broke into a grin, her features lighting up.
“R-rin?” She hesitated a bit at first, but she knew she would recognize those eyes from anywhere. “Rin! I found you!!”
[ He was, well, for lack of a better word, a bit upset that she had followed him here. If the Order came looking for him, then she could get into a lot of trouble. Sighing in a sort of aggravated manner, his ears flinched and he looked off, trying to remain aloof and not scold her like he usually did. ]
Yeah, yeah, you found me. I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to be here, though.
[ Not that he didn’t want her to be here, or anything. It was just that his feelings had a hard time getting across, and more than anything, he worried about her. Normally he would jump at the fact that she was here and he was here and—ugh. It was really hard getting adjusted to a new school, especially a place where no one knew his secret and there was next to no one he recognized. But that was also supposed to be part of the whole ‘take a break’ thing, he was supposed to be getting used to being around normal people. Fat lot of good that did here, considering some of the students.
At least she understood him on a degree that not many did. And because of that understanding, he trusted her a lot—despite her naivety from time to time. Rin tried to cut her some slack, because hey, he had gone back to hiding his tail and everything so that was probably something he was going to have to avoid getting scolded for. It wasn’t that he thought he was a monster anymore, it was just weird, with all these new people. Bleh. ]
I’m glad yer here’n all, I’m just wondering why you would come here of all places for a break.
[ Hopefully she didn’t come here because of him. That would spark something in him and he really really didn’t want to fall so hard for her again because wow, he was still getting over stuff and it was really very pathetic. Yeah, they were friends. It would be a good thing if she came here for him, that would mean that she liked being around him and that was always a boost for his confidence. Whether she knew it or not, he valued her opinions and honestly cared a lot for her. She’d pulled him out of his lowest point time and time again. ]
Or maybe you came here to find Amahara?
[ Joking, of course. Yep, it was best that he stayed on good terms with her. At least now that she was here he could ensure that she would be safe—that was one of the doubts he’d had for coming here. A small part of him thought that no one else was going to be able to protect him but him, and even though that was selfish, that was his honest will. ]
— 03. abnormality. | event open
She didn’t care.
There was not a single negative thought on his appearance. While his current features did bring much to question in her mind, now was certainly not the time to start a terrible question and answer.
Besides, there was no way that she could possibly risk him getting hurt. No matter how many times he said he was able to protect himself — or the display he had given her — Karen was still unable to find a single reason in her entire being to leave him at this state. Not only because of the fact that others may happen to stumble and see him so easily dispose of the zombies, or because she was all in hopes of finding the cure in order to save those that were brought into this undead state.
But because she would never allow herself to leave someone that she had promised to protect.
Still, she would be lying if she said she was not angered by his actions along with him still continuing to push away any sort of help from her. It was still far from personally getting into a fight with him while they still head the walking dead surrounding him, but it was more than enough of a reason for her to knock some sense into him.
“I know that it’s dangerous,” Her words came simply, as her eyes glared with nothing more than confidence and determination at the genuine compassion he was allowing to give her, “In fact, I’m shaking down to the bone. Just thinking that someone could be turning into one of them as we speak.”
Dark eyes glanced over at the zombies that were struggling to regain their own strength, which seemed to be endless, and were only brought back to Rin. In which she approached him without any sense of hesitation nor consequence.
“But don’t you remember what I told you?”
“I promised you. That I would have your back too.”
[ Someone…? Turn into them? His brows furrowed, but he continued to only knock them away, instead of burning them to a crisp. They reacted differently to the flames than regular ghouls, that usually took on the bodies of the deceased, but otherwise, he wasn’t thinking that much about the fight—he just wanted to get it over with. It was safer that way, to him—if he focused too much, then he forgot confidence and control and all that other bullshit Shura had put him through.
Sighing, he let out a burst of fire that knocked them back at least a hundred feet, wanting to buy time so he could communicate with her. It was pretty frustrating though, wanting to protect everyone and having to talk about it in the midst of it. Rin was not a talker, nor a listener. He acted—he was always the first to throw himself out there for the sake of others, and that was how it had always been. ]
I know what ya promised—
But I don’t get what yer tryin’ to say.
[ Unlike a lot of people, Rin didn’t recognize anyone that he was fighting because 1) he wasn’t really paying all that much of attention and 2) he was antisocial as all hell, and he’d barely talked to anyone. His tail lashed behind him, letting his arm rest to his side as he kept a wary eye out for the undead, not wanting to have to do anything that would piss her off more. Still, he grew nervous as she approached, taking half a step back, not wanting her to be close to him.
It was never comfortable for him to be in close vicinity to people while he was fighting, mainly because of how destructive his power was. Not only was he the son of Satan, but because of said Hellish inheritance, his strength was inhuman as was his speed. Because of this, it was most often that he was the one that fought alone, bounding off to go fight the bad guys no matter how strong they were. Not many followed him. ]
It’s a disease, right? So it’s best if we keep them away from the others. These people might be infected, but I thought that if I drove most of them out of the town with the light, it was less likely for people to get infected.
But I was also under the impression that no one would follow me, so that no one else would ‘ave to get involved.
[ That was Rin, always trying to be the lone hero that saved everybody so no one got hurt. ]
— 03. abnormality. | event open
Previously he had believed the herd to have begun to thin out but he need only turn to become aware of the staggering numbers of enemies. If he remained here, would he be overrun? And that boy with the blue flames — well, it’s not like the White Rabbit was worried about him, he seemed more than capable of handling himself. He became even more certain of this when he had practically mutilated the undead whom had approached from behind. He easily ignored the ‘Kid’ comments, not liking to essentially called a child. Even despite his young appearance. Besides! The other student didn’t appear to be much older!
Oh, but his thoughts were cut short and he inwardly cursed as he began to become rather…overwhelmed. Though he was too stubborn, too proud to admit he needed help. So the rabbit brought his sword forth and defended himself of course, running his sword through each and every of the undead monsters that tried to get a bite at his flesh.
“Do these things ever stop coming?!” He growled and kicked his most recent kill off the ends of his blade, however that had been a mistake as that very same monster gripped onto his leg and the rabbit fell to his back from the pulls, groaning from the impact but fervent in trying to kick the hungry beast off of him without being bitten — he most definitely wasn’t going to die, he couldn’t die! If he were to ever be killed, it had to be Alice who killed him…!
“This…stupid thing…won’t get off..!” No matter how much he kicked it, struggled to get free, his sword having fallen from his grasp when he had fallen — how was he supposed to get out of this?! Ah — red eyes went to the stranger, should he ask him for help? No, no. He couldn’t! But would he dare to die due to his stubborn pride? The White Rabbit could only growl, trying to struggle free relentlessly, hesitant as he shouted at the other. “H-Hey! If you really can control that then…c-can you…help me before I end up being bitten!” That sounded more like an order than a cry for help —
[ Rin, too, was starting to become a small bit overwhelmed, starting to messily slash at the enemies that came at him, incoherent growls coming from him as time after time, blue flames ignited around him. He was able to keep a good radius of open space around him, unlike the other, apparently. Grabbing the front of a zombie and throwing it mercilessly into two others, glad that his regenerative abilities had already healed the scratches in his side.
But the other didn’t really seem like he was having the same amount of luck. Turning towards him as he fell, his eyes widening, hoping that the other would be able to handle himself. But alas, it did not seem so. Despite the other’s kind of pushy nature, the demon took a deep breath, remembering to give himself some confidence before he tried this move because wow, the last time he tried it it knocked him out afterwards. Then again, that had been on the scale of an entire town, and this was a short distance. He could do it. It’d probably scare the shit out of the kid, but hey.
Steadying himself, the blue clad male snarled deep in his throat, the Kurikara at his side as waves of blue fire flickered around him, suddenly bursting out everywhere, including towards him. It was probably pretty scary to think about the fire coming towards him, but as soon as the flames hit the undead, they started to coil in on themselves, burning all of the zombies in any large vicinity around them—enough to where the school buildings started. When the flames engulfed the strange rabbit lad though—he would only feel a genuine warmth, like that of a campfire or fireplace. While the flames burned all around them, no smoke would emit, as the flames were composed of pure energy, all coming from his demonic heart.
But as the flames died out, many of the rotted bodies flinching on the ground or motionless, he staggered, panting. It was difficult for him to use that much power at once, but at least he had cleared them some time, seeing as the ones that were closed to them were now at least a good couple thousand feet away. He approached him, putting the Kurikara back in it’s sheath, his ears returning to normal and the blue that decorated him being extinguished. ]
[ He was exhausted, for now, but he would lend him a hand. ]
— 03. abnormality. | event open
There was a huff, defiant and angry, but then again when wasn’t he? The White Rabbit was about to retort the scold of the other, shifting back however instead as the undead were rampant. Even out here they were in abundance, it seemed. With decisive swipes did the rabbit do away with those that had approached him, nudging the bodies aside with his leg, wrinkling his nose from the horrid stench of their rotting flesh. And here he thought he had seen everything but there were still some…things, that he was not aware of.
These monsters and that other student’s blue flames being some of them. The animal eared boy was tentative about getting any closer lest he be caught in that blue fire of his, oh but his pride would not dare allow him to call him a kid like that! Even in a situation like this, the rabbit was still as fierce in his attitude as ever.
“I can stand it fine! I’m telling you to be careful! What would you have done if I caught on fire?!”
Perish the thought, he didn’t ever want to find out what it would feel like to have been burned alive. Though if he continued being hostile like this towards the stranger, that may turn out to be his fate. He shuddered at the thought, bringing his blade out of a necessity, red eyes narrowing as the herd of undead began to thin out. He did not move closer however, only took care of those that approached him — a sigh parting lips. “Can you at least turn that fire off? It’ll probably bring more of those things here. Unless you want to try and kill all of them?”
I’m being hella’ careful!!
[ He really was.
It took an insane amount of concentration from the lad to keep him in a supposedly ‘docile’ nature for a demon of his caliber. Swinging the sword in a horizontal line, a wave of blue fire followed it, knocking down three of the zombies that continued following, twitching grotesquely in the dusty earth. The fire died out as soon as they were subdued, and he continued fighting this way, using as little of his power as he possibly could, relying on his superhuman strength and speed to aid him. ]
I ain’t dumb enough ta’ let you catch on fire!!
What do you take me for, kid?
[ He was an exorcist, afterall, and these things were not human and they were causing harm to others. It was an exorcist’s duty to protect the public from demons, and as such, he was doing his “job”. Even if he was only an Exwire—a to be Paladin, as he would say—he was going to help out, whether anyone liked it or not.
Rin hadn’t exactly questioned why the other male had the ears of a rabbit, but hey, he was the one that was glowing blue with sharp teeth and all here. At least he was helping out, which he appreciated, though he was a little to busy to show it, wincing as a certain undead’s nails grip him from behind, tearing at his torso before he snarled, grabbing it back with ten times as much force, the unruly thing bursting violently into flames of blue. Welp, looks like he wasn’t holding back now. ]
— 03. abnormality. | event open
As Karen was already more than occupied with the hope of finding a cure for her fellow classmates, she couldn’t help but glance from the window from time to time. She was fully aware that a good number of the students and teachers would attempt at escaping, but it would certainly be a foolish move with the amount of flesh driven creatures already surrounding the campus.
However, it was all too difficult for her not to notice the handful of zombies that seemed to be heading towards the outskirts of the school. Even with the distance, Karen was unwilling to go ahead and watch as a figure continued to drive away the zombies from the school.
Having quickly made her way out of the building, quickly knocking away her previous classmates and teachers with a kick or punch. Nothing that was too harmful, but enough to leave them in a daze long enough for her to escape.
Once arriving to see the good amount of zombies, Karen could feel her heart suddenly drop as they had seemed to stop as well. Was she too late? Had another join in the seemingly endless undead army — ?
Those thoughts came to a stop once she had saw the flames.
The voice was familiar, and she could remember the once normal conversation the two of them had before this event had happened. And it had brought her voice to have a slight crack as she parted her lips, “Rin…?”
Watching as the zombie combust into the azure coloured flames, the dark haired quickly curled her fingers into a fist.
[ He was surprisingly calm for being in this state, moving swiftly enough to keep himself from being scathed. Every time one got close enough to actually harm him, he merely knocked it away, not really having any second thoughts about the way he was fighting. He was only playing it safe!! But something distracted him momentarily—that voice, he definitely knew it— ]
[ Blue infernos flickered with hesitation, but his grip on the sword itself remained firm, his hand coming up to block a lunge at him, turning his elbow and knocking it away with the hilt of the sword, heeding subconsciously to her demand by not killing it mercilessly. The demon didn’t quite understand what she was trying to imply—of course he was going to attack them, they were demons that were harmful to humans. They were, in a way, his kin, but even so, he’d been trained that killing these creatures was his duty—or at least a part of his quest to protect people.
A small flint of anger boiled in him in confusion, but only because of his vulnerability to emotions in his demonic form, and his teeth bared, realizing that it must be strange for her to see him like this, in his real form. In this state, he only felt the strongest and most raw of emotions, and of course it was impossible to mask them. With a snarl, a hand grabbed him on the shoulder and he took the arm in itself, pivoting his foot and throwing the thing a good few hundred meters away from him, eyes flashing with rage. He couldn’t lose himself. He couldn’t. ]
There are people getting hurt, I have to protect them—
Just get out of here, it’s dangerous.
[ Despite the fire and demonic qualities, there was sincerity in his voice—he genuinely cared for her safety, and that much was evident. He didn’t want more people to get dragged into this mess, and he especially didn’t want her around if he lost his confidence and went on some rampage. He could only hope Shiemi would be there to pull him out of it like she had in times past, but for the short moments he had to communicate with her while the undead struggled to get up, he gave her a look of genuine compassion.
Human compassion. ]