| Current mood: |  hyper |
| Current music: | Pippin's Mist and Shadow song + Goyjo's Crimson song |
Scroll 3: Festival of the Red Sun
The sun painted mirages on the forthcoming ground as the jeep and Vespa sped through the sand. Shi and Hyrin were bickering again over the seats ("You're on MY side of the seat!" "Think again, BAKA OKAMI!" "Okami TTE UNA!"), with Saisu driving happily and Ransa twitching in annoyance.
"My my, some things never change, now do they?" Saisu asked cheerfully to Ransa.
"How can you possible be able to tune them out?" Ransa asked, giving the driver a skeptical look. Saisu shrugged, and Ransa turned her attention to the dusty road ahead again.
"You know, some times you really piss me off..." Saisu chuckled, continuing to move faster to their unknown destination.
Kem smiled truly. This was what she lived for; her Vespa, her friends, the guitar riffs rippling under her dashboard. She lived her whole life never knowing where she was going, never worrying truly about anything, yet always managed to end up in just the right place. And here was it.
Hyrin suddenly stuck her head and most of her upper body dangerously out of the jeep, one hand wrapped around a bar above her. The demon's eyes were wide and sparkling as she pointed with her free hand to a large town coming into view over a dune. The town was dressed in red ribbons and streamers. Kites filled the skies, and the smell of food could already be sensed by all. "Saisu, is that where we're going?" Hyrin cried in excitement, Saisu laughed at the child's eagerness.
"Hai, Hyrin-chan, that's where the surprise is!"
"Wai!" Kem switched her vespa into auto-pilot and stood up on the seat, shielding her eyes from the sun that splashed off the gold dunes. She smiled again, and leaped off her Vespa to the jeep to crouch next to hyrin.
"The Weaver Festival! I haven't been to one in so long! Not since my older sisters ..." she faltered, looked down for a moment, then her mismatched eyes flashed back up again. "Yay!" The group sped up, flying over dunes and skidding to a halt outside of an inn. Saisu turned in her seat, happily ignoring the cussing people that had to throw themselves out of their way.
"I'll get us a room here, then we gotta get dressed up. This festival calls for formal wearing, so we all have to wear our kimonos. Yes, you too, Hyrin." Saisu answered the question about to come whining out of the girl's open mouth. Hyrin closed it quickly, but scowled to the side. They all clambered inside of the building, and rented five rooms for the night. They left the bickering over who would have a room to themselves till after the festival, it was time to get ready anyways.
Hyrin squatted on the bed, occasionally casting aggravated glares at the formal kimono hanging on the dresser. "The festivals I've always been forced to go to made me wear yukata, not kimono ... " she moaned, rolling backwards on the too-soft bed.
"Get some orange soda out of my pack if it'll make ya feel better," simpered Kem, voice dripping with sarcasm. Hyrin glared at her slightly, head raising slowly from the kimono. Kem went up and sat next to her. "How come you always get like this when Ransa and Saisu try to have you wear a kimono? It's really not that bad."
"Why, what're YOU wearing?" snorted Hyrin. Kem rolled her eyes.
"The purtiest kimono in the whole dang festivity." Kem pulled out a lavender kimono splattered with black Japanese fans. "Tu aimes?"
"I'm guessing that means 'you like' in, what, French?" She sighed, giving Kem an annoyed look. "Yeah, it's sugoi." Hyrin eyed the covered kimono then her expression dropped to something that came close to that of someone giving in after a long fight, and she picked up the unknown kimono, slung it over her shoulder and trudged to the bathroom. "Might as well get it over with..." She mumbled before slamming the door shut behind her.
"I swear, sometimes I feel like strangling that kid with her intestines," Kem half-thought, half-mumbled, on her way to the outside hot springs through the wood-planked corridors that were open to the air. Every step she took the moisture in the air grew denser and warmer. "Haven't gone to a Hot Springs ever since ... I went on that trip with Hyrin." She grinned self-indulgently as she rounded the last corner. A huge Hot Springs, with waterfalls splashing softly into the steaming water. As soon as she put her foot in the water she got lost in the white mist. "C'est la vie," she muttered, and closed her eyes, which were begging for sleep after that whole road trip. She was already half-way through unwinding when she heard someone curse, then a crashing sound came in the general direction of the bathrooms in the room she and Hyrin shared. Her black ears twitched slightly, and she peeked open one eye and looked around.
Meanwhile, Hyrin stepped into the room, peeking first to make sure no one was in there. She sighed in relief then lay her other outfit messily onto her bed. The day had gone by so quickly, and the sun was beginning to set. Yet the night was still young and the festival started exactly when the sun vanished. Hyrin gasped as she looked out the window and saw the red orb was already dimming low on the horizon. The demon girl sprang to the door, only to promptly trip over her kimono and fall face first onto the floor. Three falls, two staircases and many swears later, she was jogging down to the springs, calling Kem's name.
Kem pulled up her towel irritably and shouted, "what?" even more irritably. Hyrin was running down the open-air corridors; falling was more like it. She almost tumbled over two maids wheeling around laundry carts, and, panting, leaped over and crouched on the rock that served as Kem's headrest. "The sun!!!"
"what the hell about the sun? can't you see I’m trying to rejuvenate here? it's not easy staying up two nights in a row, you know!"
"The festival..." Hyrin panted, pointing at the star. "...Starts..sun..sets...Saisu..told...us..." She breathed deeply, her hair coming out of her very quickly pulled back hair. The ribbon was a dark, dark blue, the same color as the ribbon around her waist. Both had bells on them that sounded when she walked. The rest of the kimono was a soft snow white, and the demon girl wore the traditional shoes and socks. Though, Kem had to add, amused, she's probably discard them once the demon was out of Ransa's sights.
"How can they expect a phenomenon like me to just show up without being in a hot springs? I'm just so beautiful, it'd be a waste not to show up after at least bathing. You should too, road trip and no showers for two days does not bode well. As for the sun ... there's this thing Saisu told me ... this is a celebration of midsummer. Time works in weird ways on midsummer; it takes a long time for the sun to actually set. we have a good 20 minutes." Kem leaned back, put her hands behind her head, and dunked
underwater, towel slipping a few inches down in the process.
"You really are a shameless kitsune, you know that?" snorted Hyrin, to Kem as she resurfaced, blowing out a spurt of water from her mouth like a fountain.
"Better a shameless kitsune than a whiny okami." Kem dunked underwater again, just in time to dodge Hyrin's punch. She resurfaced twenty feet away, eyes grinning like a fox's in the eternal twilight. "Get me some soap from our room, will ya?" Hyrin scowled but complied, mumbling about bossy kitsunes. When she returned, she was also wearing a towel, and had a small basket around her arm with various hygiene supplies. In her other hand was her kimono and other clothing for the festival. She'd also grabbed Kem's as well.
"Through those bushes they have a changing room." She nodded to a small clump of bushes, a large hut and a door visible through the small leaves. "So i though we could just go and change in there instead of running back to the room."
"Spiffy," said Kem, who was drifting into a trance from the white steam. She snatched the soap and went glassy-eyed at it in her long-nailed hands. "Soap! i haven't seen one o' these since ... since .. ?" As Kem drifted into a pensive silence concerning the whereabouts and time of the last time soap had been located, Hyrin was bristling at the heat of the water. "Can we hurry up a little bit?"
Hyrin had never been in a hot spring, usually she took showers whenever they'd stop at a place that had them. It was burning hot, but the steam was calming, almost hypnotic as it danced over the hot water and the girl's bare skin. :You know..I've never been in one of these before..." Hyrin mumbled, eyes drooped lazily.
"Yeah ... most people don't like 'em. But the hot water and the minerals are supposed to do something to your skin ..." Kem lathered the wildflower-scented shampoo into her endless deep black and caramel-brown hair, which made her look a lot different now that it was out of its cloth wrap. "A lot of people have close calls in them, almost drowning 'cause they fall asleep...Hyrin?" Kem got up to wade at waist-deep water, a hand going up horizontally on her forehead to shield her eyes from the rays of the dying sun. "HYRIN?!?!"
'Hmm' the world around her was weightless and calm. A numb feeling surrounded her mind as she looked to the left, not really seeing anything. 'This is odd..' She thought dazedly. 'When did the world turn blue...?'
The world shimmered, the clear blueness of the water a thin veil against the red-melon sun splashed sky. Hyrin vaguely saw a blurry figure above her thrust its hands into the water, grab her shoulders, and burst her through the layer of water. "ohmygodhyrinareyouokay?" Hyrin blinked a few times, then suddenly twitched, and looked around, as if finally remembering where she was. Her eyes settled back of Kem's worried face. "I guess the steam really is hypnotic..." Hyrin drawled quietly, eyes blurring in and out of focus. Kem's figure was arched up towards the sun. "We've got exactly three minutes until the festival starts with the fireworks! C'mon!" She dashed through the bushes, looking over her back to Hyrin who was blinking in the hot springs. Strangely broken out of her trance, she sprung out of the water and started dashing after Kem.
Hyrin stumbled through the bushes and into the changing room. 'I though near death experiences were supposed to be scary..' She thought as she slipped the under kimono on, then the outer layer. The demon fan her fingers hastily through her hair, tied it in a dark blue ribbon with a bell on it and began struggling with the wrap that went around her waist and tied in a bow in the back, this too had bells on it. after hopping all over the room, out of the room, into the hall, slipping on the newly waxed floor and muttering a stream of curses, she finally gave up. "Keeeeem, when you're done can you help me?" She cried across the hall she was in to where Kem's stall was, while gripping the wall with both hands as her feet slid all over the place as if it was ice.
Kem swung the door wide open and strode on out, her can of orange soda and her love hina manga in her left hand oddly contrasting with her black and blue kimono with the red obi. Her hair was down, something Hyrin had only seen rarely. Most of the time it was bound in a red cloth. "Sure. Just let me set this down..." Hyrin eyed the orange soda with interest.
"Don’t even try it okami, it's empty." Kem said off handedly as she tied the bow. Hyrin pouted, then a few moments later realized what Kem called her and cried 'OKAMI TTE UNA!" Kem smiled and slid the can down her sleeve.
" ^-^ It's time you realized that the only reason me and Shi call you that is to annoy you." She stepped out of the changing room and started walking down the hill to the wooden Chinese-style bridge that led to the town where the Festival would be. Kites sailed across the navy starry sky that still had a corner blazing with the bleeding setting sun, but in spite of tradition to the people down in the town, the Festival had already started. Kem could smell curry. Hyrin fell into step with her partner for the past two months, her hands laced together behind her head.
"Mmmm..." She lifted her nose and sniffed, a blissful smile on her face. "Ya smell that? Harra hetta! Let's hurry!" She jumped off the path carved into the hill side and slid down the dewy grass, her shoes acting as skies. With a whoop she flew into the air due to a notch in the ground, spun in mid flight, called "Come on Kem!" and disappeared from view, her laughter the only map through her short cut to the festival. Hyrin skidded onto some gravel as she reached the end of her journey, stumbled at the sudden change in speed then hopped over to the dock built into another hill that lead right into the lake. She hopped up onto the fence to get a better view as crowds gathered quicker then moths to a flame. Over the lake the sun had just about set, and from the other direction Kem could see gold lights twinkling, gradually coming closer and closer until she realized what it was: a boat. A Festival boat, for it was decorated in gold and red and was draped in Chinese and Japanese lanterns and lights. It was reflected in the calm water and when you looked it seemed as though two boats were coming, from different sides of the lake. "Hurry up, Kem!"
Hyrin watched in awe, eyes sparkling, as the boat drew closer and closer till it docked just next to her, women scrambling out of the way for the passengers to get off. One by one, doors opened, and all the men and boys filed out neatly. Hyrin stepped off of the fence and walked up to the post nearest her to watch in awe. Her childlike face split into a grin as a ear shaking scream of a firework bursting to life and dying filled the town. The first firework. The festival began.
Kem laughed, and grabbed Hyrin's wrist and dashed off as fast as her zori would allow to the wooden bridge that led into the Festival. It was so filled with culture, just passing over that bridge and entering the town, that stepping into it was like having a berry explode in your mouth with a flavor that tastes different even though you've eaten it before [yes yes weird metaphor I know]. Kem and Hyrin's eyes reflected the lights: the lights of the neon shop and dance club signs, the lanterns vague blue and red light, the golden light from the Festival boat. "Come on, Shi and Saisu and Ransa said they'd meet us at some dance club and then we'd eat some Indian food," said Kem excitedly, and immediately their age difference fell away and they were both the same age, acting like children.
Hyrin laughed happily and they cut through the crowds, finally entering a door with a dance club glowing sign above it. "Mou...Kem? How will we dance in these?" Hyrin looked down at the kimono that had caused her such problems. "And! And is there karaoke?" Hyrin's eyes lit up at the idea of karaoke, or maybe she, Ransa and Shi playing some songs. While they were on the trip they'd taught one another how to play some instruments, Hyrin was a guitarist.
"You'd be surprised what people can do in these things," grinned Kem, gold and blue eyes lit with the fire the Festival infused in her. "These Festivals are so sugoi...traditional Japanese dancing with those little flute things, panpipes and ocarinas and stuff....and then there’s the more modern stuff, like trance music. I think this dance club plays mostly trance," said Kem, smiling. She loved trance music, and blew most of her money on trance CDs. I think there is carex too. "By the way, I'm not nagging or nothing, but the way they pronounce it here is ka-raow-kay...i learned that the hard way." Out of nowhere, her guitar appeared, but naturally fading from the darkness as if it had been there all through this time. "Seeing as I only learned bass a little while ago, I think I'll go with guitar this time. Ready to sing, Hyrin-chan?" Kem smiled broadly and stepped into the dance club, Hyrin close behind. Stepping in there was like entering a whole new world; the music throbbed the ground, the flashy kimono-ed girls dancing to it, the mirror-balls co-existing with the Japanese lanterns.
The music slowed, and soon died. The stage cleared, welcoming customers to strut their stuff for the audience. Hyrin immediately grabbed Kem and dragged her to the stage. "Ya wanna? If not I’ll just sing by myself." Hyrin replied from the stage, her gaze focused on strapping the electric lead guitar on.
Kem grinned, looking more than a fox than her ears and tails made her. "And let you have all the fun?" Kem swung her own guitar over her shoulder and brandished it, letting the dim light play over its glossy paint. How it stayed in perfect condition even after all Kem's punishment no one knew. "We don't have a bass ... want me to find one?" Kem didn't wait for an answer, snatching the microphone and asking the audience.
"It's okay! Only if you want!" Hyrin cried, and in her hands the guitar gleamed in anticipation. She snatched the other mic from it's stand and waved a hand as she talked. "Hi out there! I'm Hyrin, and this is Kem! Tonight we're gonna play for you 'Double Dear' a song i learned from a very special friend of mine!" She set the mic back, and the audience's noise dimmed with the lights. Hyrin grinned fangly. "Ready Kem?"
Kem smirked, black ears twitching and swiveling to catch the sounds of the crowd, and summoned a microphone out of nowhere (or from backstage), one of her many kitsune tricks. She swung the band around her back, and quickly tuned with Hyrin before they both tore into the guitar instrumental beginning.
Kem began singing first, Hyrin seemed preoccupied remembering something this song brought in her memory
Kem:
Sou kimi ga yokogao wo somuketara
*Kem glanced at the small girl, still in her thinking stage, but singing as if she could do it in her sleep*
Hyrin:
Mou boku wa kono karada wo kowashite
*Then she seemed to grow more confident, her eyes shining and voice lifting*
Kieyou inochizuna wo tachikitte
Yaku ni tatanai zetsubou!
The two raked their picks across the guitar strings and broke into the chorus, powerful and in perfect harmony.
Ame ni utaretemo
Honou ni kogareru
Kasukana akari ga yobu yo
Touzakaru daichi
Yokubou no tsubasa dake tsumibukai sora ni chitte
Naiteru yo
/// Flashback: "Nani? Shi, who are these guys?" "The ones we've been looking for, baka okami!" "Really? this is the Sanzo party we've come to help?" "Um, who are you guys anyways?" "I'm Ransa, the red head who led you here is Shi." "Yo!" "I'm Goyjo, and the priest with a stick up his ass is Sanzo." "*click* I'm going to kill you." "I'm Saisu, nice to meet you all." "The pleasure is mine, I'm Hakkai." "Wai! We finally meet up, my name is Hyrin!" "I'm Goku, Son Goku!" ///
Kem: *It was the kitsune's turn. She stepped forward and Hyrin took up the main guitar playing while she sung*
Mou boku ga hikari no DOA aketara
Nee kimi wa nigeteiku to omou kai?
Houtte okeba sugu ni kieteikuKeredo hoshigaru jiyuu!
Kem's deeper voice lifted across the dance club, to be joined by Hyrin's, their unison melody filling every square inch of the surreal plane of reality that seemed to exist as a dance club. Kem smiled slightly as she heard someone in the audience cheer, but hoped that no one would see it. They leapt in the air together and landed on the beat, playing their guitars like never before, the chorus swelling up again.
Aka ya aoi hana
Shinjitsu no iro ga
Gareki no naka de matteru
Kinu no you na sora
Itametsukerareta toki musuu no hata ga yure
Naiteru yo
Kem: Konran yo
Hyrin: Bunretsu yo
Kem: Senkoku wo kono yo ni
Kem: Taihai yo
Hyrin: Shinen yo
Hyrin: Kodoku sae waraou
Kem: Nemuru ga ii!
Then the instrumental began, it was soft at first, going into a full guitar solo by Hyrin, who agreed to let Kem have one in their next song. They never noticed all the amused and amazed people they new, or would come to know, watching in the audience.
/// Flashback: Kem was coasting along the slow streets of a more tropical city, goggled eyes scanning the streets. A vague conversation ... the one she had it with ...she couldn't remember. She wanted to find them again. again. ///
And the song came to the final round, picks jamming over the strings, the audience cheering, and two demonic girls playing their hearts out. They both cried out the last of the choruses into the mics, ending the song with a bang.
Aka ya aoi hana
Shinjitsu no iro ga
Gareki no naka de matteruKinu no you na sora
Itametsukerareta toki musuu no hata ga yure
Naiteru yo!
Kem: Konran yo
Hyrin: Bunretsu yo
Kem: Senkoku wo kono yo ni
Hyrin: Taihai yo
Kem: Shinen yo
Hyrin: Kodoku sae waraou
Hyrin: Nemuru ga ii!
The applause was a wall of sound that almost threw Hyrin and Kem back, the audience a sea of flashy and darker-toned blurs too blurred by the beams of blue and purple lights blazed into the stage and the constant flashes of cameras. Kem even thought she caught a glimpse of a fancy video camera for TV. "Lovely," she said, grinning at the audience and giving the peace sign after swinging her guitar over her back again. "Can we do a Pillows' song now? I can summon my bass for the kick-ass solo in "I think I can."
"All right! 'I think I can' it is!" Hyrin cried, raising her pick into the air in her fist and grinning fangly.
Kem snatched the microphone. "Me and Hyrin are gonna do a song by the unknown band "the pillows," if anyone's heard of them ... FLCL ring a bell? ... anywhoo, it's called "I Think I Can" and we hope ya like it." Kem's bass guitar faded into existence in her arms, and Hyrin strummed out the first guitar solo part to the song.
Hyrin: Nitemo nitsukanai
hutago no kimi
dôshitandai
kutsuhimo sae
modokeppa nashi no mama
uwa no sora
Kem: Machi kamaeteru HYENA no KISS
kanippatsu
dare no me ni mo
oyoso hukan ocirc na BET
tanoshi mitai na
Kem and Hyrin broke into the somewhat repetitive chorus:
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can
Hyrin: Hiru mo yoru mo nai
kuroi mori de
yucirc kan na CHAMELEON ga
suteta rashinban o
nira n de ta
Kem: Nani mo iwanaide
teteitta kimi
kantan na oki tegami wa
DOOR ni kizamaretetaI
They once again broke into the "I Think I Can" chorus, bass swelling with each repetition, then sweeping into the bass melody instrumental, edged by Hyrin's guitar.
Kem and Hyrin: Kake ga e no nai
yume o shicchatte
mocirc; zettai gomakasenai n d
anetemo sametemo kuri kaesu
I-C-A-N
For the third and last time, they both built the chorus up, then let Hyrin's guitar ebb it away. Just as the last note was fading into the roaring of the crowd:
///Flashback: "Take her with you for a while." "Baka okami?!?! no way in hell, Ransa." "It's very important that she goes with you on your trip. It's only going to be a month or two away Hyrin. You can handle that, can't you?"///
///Flashback: "Where are we going Kem?" "I guess just where ever..." "Where ever? No destination?" "That's right, no destination."///
Kem gave Hyrin and the audience an extremely Haruko-ish smile and swung the bass over her shoulder, high-fiving Hyrin and stepping into the welcoming cool of the slightly darker rest of the dance club. "Wanna drink?" They turned around to see Shi leaning on the wall, grinning and looking very self-satisfied, holding a pint of volatile-looking liquid.
"Shi!" "baka coal-head ... " "nice to see you too, baka okami." "OKAMI TTE UNA!" Kem sighed, and watched them slip back into the arguments that always left off when they went separate ways and sprung up again when they met. She grabbed Hyrin by the collar and followed Shi into another room of the dance club that was a lot of couches and armchairs and a fireplace, a strange contrast with the room it led from.
"Pwaha!" Hyrin suddenly put her hands on her hips, a smug look on her face. "Did you see us out there? We rocked!"
"I saw you ... you two've gotten a little better."
“A little?!" Kem and Saisu had to restrain Hyrin from biting off Shi's head. Ransa nodded in agreement with the half demon, angering Hyrin even more. "Yeah," The priestess closed one eye lazily. "You did pretty good, considering we weren't up there to cover you up when you messed."
"I don't think we messed," said Kem carefreely. [not a word, but you know what i mean] "I've been playing guitar for a long time ... as for bass ... I might have messed up, but I think you guys are being overly-critical, as always."
"Oh, we were talking about Hyrin." The two said at the same time, a look of indifference on their faces. Kem facefell, Hyrin snarled.
"What are you talking about? She did great ... one who learns from Kem-sama masters the guitar," said Kem, winking.
"You should've seen her on the trip when we played together." Shi smirked. "I couldn't hear fo weeks." Ransa shrugged "Hey! I wasn't that bad!" Hyrin scowled. "And at least I can sing!" "I'd have to say she HAS improved, Ransa." A new voice came from the back. "The okami has some skills." Another added. "Ch'" Snorted another. "Yay! now we can have a battle of the bands, Hyrin!" came another voice.
"Any battle where me and Hyrin are involved always ends in the other team being smacked into the ground," called Kem, but she was smiling, balancing her guitar over her shoulder now, turning around to see the four men standing in the closed off fireplace-room, looking out of place among the armchairs and old couches.
"Ah, Kem-san, I THOUGHT that was you when we almost had our jeep split in half by a guitar wielding vespa rider." Hakkai laughed, sitting down in a chair as well.
"I'm glad your able to laugh about it," said Sanzo darkly, causing Kem to double over with silent laughter. "I know you'll always recognize *me*, Hakkai." Hyrin rolled her eyes. "My so-called "guardian" is even more immature than me ..."
"And that's saying something, okami!" Goyjo said appearing next to the small demon and pushing her down with his hand on her head, then let go, causing her to stumble. As she regained herself, her hands in her hair, rubbing where he bopped her slightly with annoyance, he walked over and started conversing with Shi. "Keh." Hyrin pouted/scowled, then almost fell over again as an arm went over her shoulder. "Hey Hyrin, long time, ne?" Hyrin blinked up at her friend, then grinned fangly. "Yeah!" She agreed, closing her eyes in a smile, coming out from under his arm and they high-fived one another, clasping their hands in a sort of mix between a proper shake and a high five. Goku grinned back, meeting her grip strength for strength.
"Feh. There's just too many mature people in this world. We need the upper hand." But no one was listening; Goku and Hyrin in their little conversation, Shi and Goyjo in theirs, Hakkai just smiling ... as usual, and Sanzo squatting in the corner, casting evil looks around the room.
"-Oh yes i can!" Hyrin suddenly cried and tackled Goku, soon they were caught up in a little scrap of a fight. It was quite amusing, seeing as this happened all the time and no one really payed attention. So you have 7 adults talking normally and two small demon children fighting in the background...[yes, i am an insane writer, but now back to THE PLOT! Hyrin: There's a plot in this? Goku: News to me]
"How has your trip been?" asked Hakkai to Kem, who was watching Goku and Hyrin's fight out of the corner of her eyes. "The usual ... hunger pangs, whining ... all from her, mind you. We were traveling around a smaller city called Urarakelis doing nothing in particular ... you know, sleeping on the Vespa, in inns, grabbing a manga or some pocky or orange soda here and there ... it was actually quite fun. What've you guys been doing?”
"Well, we've been kicking out the last of the demon followers of Gough-mough in the west, helping a few people, yada yada yada. It's basically our journey west, but backwards." Saisu said, leaning against the back of the couch. The psychic closed her pink-red eyes for a second, then turned them to Hakkai. "I'm assuming that all the demons to the east are taken care of? probably went a lot faster with your hyper ass kicking demonic child with you." "Yeah," Hakkai agreed. "We finished just under a month. But I bet your journey was A LOT quieter." "Man...I don’t know...Shi started testing Ransa's limits with no kid to abuse..." They all chuckled to themselves.
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