⊰☆ He was on his nightly hunt, already transformed, his soul gem pulsing with light every few blocks but nothing too dangerous for now. Just Familiars or weak and new-born Witches, nothing he needed to bother much with. It seemed he could go home early if he hadn’t found anything worthy to hunt. But, before that a look-see around the park wouldn’t hurt him. Who knows there could be a childish Witch lurking near the playground, finally strong enough to make herself known.
He uses his spell circles as platforms so he has a bird’s eye view of the are and hopes from shimmering blue to shimmering blue, the spells disintegrating whenever he steps off of them. It could be mistaken for an unexplainable borealis by those still wandering about. Deonte’s over the the play area right now, keeping mind of any sudden and/or strange movement and…
In the dim light of his soul gem and magic he spots her. She’s fallen from the equipment only a second earlier and his hurdling towards the ground. It wasn’t that high but if she landed wrong. A bit of an irate sound left his lips and soon, Deonte’s jumped off after her, conjuring spells to rebound off of so he don’t get hurt as well. She’s two feet away from hitting the ground when he grabs her, wrapping his arms around her smaller frame. He lands with ease and he spares her a glance - his brows knotting in embarrassment and annoyance with a hint of concern. When he’s out hunting he doesn’t like being bothered with doing this.
“You have to be more careful,” he scolds and loosens his hold on her.
It was an understatement to say that Sayori was surprised about the sudden pair of mysterious arms that had wrapped themselves around her form and halted her fall to the ground and sudden doom, her mind not actually processing what had just happened until the voice of a male brought her out of her confused thoughts and back into reality. The small ginger knew that it was a bag idea to stand on the highest point of the equipment in an attempt to get a better picture than she would on the ground below, but when there was an opportunity right in front oh her very own eyes she’d wasn’t stupid enough not to take it— even if it was dangerous.
Honey coloured orbs glanced up at her hero, her pinks dusting a light pink in embarrassment— somewhat seeing the situation as one straight out of a fairy tale, her being the damsel in distress and this brave stranger being her knight in shining armor that had come to rescue the princess from falling to her death. Her imagination was being allowed to run wild yet again, but there wasn’t anything wrong with dreaming about something that she could never have— at least it wasn’t in her eyes. Sayori nodded her head at his words and lightly stepped out of his loosened grip, tilting her head to the side and letting off a warm smile and a laugh. “T-Thank you so much for saving me! I would have been in a lot of trouble if it wasn’t for y-you!”
It was that time of day when Sayori found herself yet again down at the local park only a few blocks away from her apartment, camera in hand and standing on the top of the rather tall play equipment in an attempt to snap a better shot of the beautiful night sky above. She hadn’t realize who much she had actually missed taking quality photography time to herself while living over in the states, it was really the only time of the day when she could forget about everything like school and bullies and work— once she was behind that camera and snapping shots left right and center, nothing else mattered besides herself and the universe surrounding her.
Thin eyebrows knotted together in frustration as the star she was focusing on only moments ago suddenly disappeared into nothing, honey coloured orbs glancing around to try and find it once again. She could have simply chosen another star to take a photo of but this one was different, this star seemed like it was changing colours— and no other star would be able to match its beauty. Although during her search Sayori failed to realize that she was dangerously close to the edge of the equipment, the solid ground falling out from underneath her and sending her form hurdling towards the ground below.
Oh look I’m actually on Sayori, anyone up for some RP?
During the time that these two had been apart, it felt like every day there came something that Kasanoda wanted to share with Sayori. Something that had happened, a funny anecdote, one of those thoughts there was simply no one else he could share with, hundreds of things piled up in his mind that left him thinking ‘Man, I wish she was here to hear this’. Yet, upon being asked, upon the opportunity to share these things, his mind went completely blank.
“Aw, not too different, I guess. Guess it was kinda dark out without a certain ray of sunshine around.” he commented, offering her a grin, before reconsidering to take her question seriously. “Things have been alright, I guess. Nothin’ too exciting to report. Can’t be half as exciting as goin’ to another country. What was it like over there in the states?” he asked, wishing he had something more interesting to report. But there really wasn’t much. He’d gone to school every day, gardening club most days after, homework and ‘family’ time after. For a Yakuza heir, his life wasn’t exactly adventurous.
Sayori couldn’t help but giggle at the others comment, having never really thought of herself as a little ray of sunshine that brightened up dark days and sent happiest into the people below the surface of the sky— more or less thinking of herself as the gloomy cloud that block out the sun. There were so many times when the small ginger had the urge to sit down and write her best friend a multiple page letter telling him what had happened in her life during the past few days and what he was missing out on but she held herself back, she wanted to save all the fun stories to tell him for when she returned home— and now seemed like the perfect time to let loose and tell him everything.
”America was lovely! I-I was a little scared at first, the whole idea of moving to a completely different country frightened me but as soon as I got off the plane a-and saw what it was actually like, I wasn’t afraid anymore!” Sayori shuffled around in her seat, crossing her legs underneath her form and setting her hands neatly within her lap. “The school I-I went to was nice as well! We didn’t have to wear any uniform like we do hear in Japan, some of the stuff some girls were wearing w-was a little revealing but I didn’t really mind.” And then she remembered something. “Oh oh! While I-I was there the school held a dance and a boy named Liam invited me to be his date! H-He said that I was pretty, can you believe it?!”
Her wrist and stomach still hurt from the earlier attack but Sayori wouldn’t dare to tell anyone about it, fearing that they would make a big fuss about it and contact the school and make a compliant— and that would only make the situation worse.
”M-My mother holding me during a thunder storm when I was a small child and singing a soft lullaby in an attempt to calm me down while my father scolded Yosuke for chanting a silly little song a-about storms to make me even more frightened than I already was.”
4 people must not scare the creature.
Finding her beloved camera was probably one of the first things that Sayori wanted to unpack while in the process of moving back into her old apartment with her older brother, Yosuke finding it somewhat annoying how the small girl opened a box and when she discovered that the item she was looking for wasn’t inside— tossed it aside and moved onto yet another box only to do the exact same thing over and over. After retrieving the camera from one of the last boxes she had looked in, the ginger wasted no time at all in speeding out the front door and down to the neighborhood park— pulling herself up and onto the tall play equipment and pointing the lens towards the night sky above.
She had missed times like this, the times when she could stand out in the open and take photographs of the tickling darkened sky that illuminated the world below, she just didn’t have time to do such things while living in America. Her daily routine was getting out of bed, going to school and coming home, doing homework, preparing and cooking dinner behind having a bath or a shower and then returning to bed once again— not a very creative life style at all.
“No? Maybe it’s just me then, maybe I got shorter.” Kasanoda’s tone was light, much lighter than his usual gruff voice. He was on cloud nine, floating on air to be standing before this incredible girl again, a girl who’d literally stumbled into his life and changed everything for the better without even trying. It had been months since he’d seen her face to face like this, but in a way it felt as though she’d never left. They would simply fall back into their previous rhythm, taking care of each other. It gave Kasanoda hope, that no matter what life threw at them, at the end of the day they’d still be able to pick up where they’d left off.
“Hey, I bet you’re exhausted, huh? Goin’ on a plane here all the way from the States, that’s gotta take a lot out of somebody. Why don’tcha come on in? I’ll get some tea or somethin’ fixed up an’ we can catch up an’ everything.” he suggested, offering a warm smile. Without hesitating, he grabbed her suitcase for her in one hand, leading her inside with the other. Their entrance caught the attention of a few of the syndicate members, most of whom knew who the girl was. One man even offered to make their tea himself, insisting that they take a seat instead. Always supportive, they were happy to see that their young lord’s friend had returned.
”I-I don’t think you got any shorter, you’re just as tall as ever!” Some people might have thought that the redheads height was one reason why he seemed so intimidating, but Sayori thought it was just one of the many traits and quirks that her best friend had hidden beneath his rough exterior— yet another thing that she loved about him. She knew that her height hadn’t at all change in any way and Ritsu was only saying those types of things to make the first conversation they’ve had in months more happy and cheerful and maybe even to tease her a little bit, although she didn’t mind at all— she was just over whelmed that she was able to be in his presences once again, it has been far too long since they had last seen each other.
The small ginger nodded happily at the others suggestion, letting out a small laugh when he took a hold of her bag and hand before leading her inside the large wooden gate of the Kasanoda syndicate— smiling and waving at the members who recognized her upon entrance and accepting one mans kind proposal of preparing the tea himself, allowing the two to sit themselves down and giving them more time to catch up on the things that they had missed while being away from each other. “So what have things been like in Japan while I-I was going, Ritsu-kun~?”
