Return of the Prodigal (Open)

........................................................................................... The Moon Above ........................................................................................... The night, as calm and almost silent as anyone would ever expect. The only sounds heard among the sands was the howling wind or if one was lucky, distant battle of others which were oh so savage and attempted to devour one another for domination. There wasn't much to be seen among the desert besides the sand, the rare tree or other inhabitants which would attempt to mutilate one another. However, the beloved full moon called upon one creature of peace and tranquility to walk about and enjoy its company. Perched comfortably in one of the very few and scarce quartz trees which decorated Hueco Mundo, sat a woman who's figure almost reflected a living embodiment of the moon above. Soft pale skin which seemed kissed by moonlight through her days and hair as black as the night sky. Her eyes a bright blue, matching the faint twinkling of the stars above. Her figure remained quite still as she sang to herself. All the while, her eyes watched the moon above her. Other than the movement of her lips from under the fractured piece of her mask and the slight sway of her cascading long jet-black hair in the wind, there wasn't a single movement made by her. ........................................................................................... The World Below ...........................................................................................

........................................................................................... The Moon Above ........................................................................................... Her soft song game to a slow end as she relaxed upon the sturdy partially transparent branch. Her bright eyes shifting over in the direction of individual who approached as she watched him for a moment. She moved her right hand up to tucked her long strands of hair behind her ear. The long strands seemed to slip just to her lower back and though they were never managed by her, it seemed they remained perfectly straight. Each strand keeping to their rightful place. Her head tilting as she looked upon the man and leaned towards him as she relaxed in the branch. Her lips parted as she spoke in a soft and kind yet distant tone. "And who is it that wishes to interrupt my time with the moon...?" ........................................................................................... The World Below ...........................................................................................

........................................................................................... The Moon Above ........................................................................................... Her eyes looking upon the man as she tilted her head. Her glance shifting over his figure, taking in his details and pieces of his attire before shifting to a stand and slipping gracefully off the branch. As she landed on her feet with a light thud, her knees would bend to better cushion her landing before standing straight. Her movements mimicked his own as she placed her hand over where a human's heart should be and bowed her head in return, keeping her back rather straight. Her eyes closing in such a motion as she relaxed. As her eyes opened once more, her hand lowered her her hip, placing there for the sake of comfort. Now that she stood before him he could take in the white and black attire she wore comfortably. Her top was a simple haltered crop top in white with edges and hems lines with black which helped contrast against her pale skin. Her bottoms matching this coloring pattern of solid white with black accenting and details as they were made to be a bit more baggy and flowing in design unlike her tight top. The woman's eyes looking upon the male once more as she parted her lips to speak. "I am Eurynome. A simple wanderer of the sands, guided by the moon." ........................................................................................... The World Below ...........................................................................................

........................................................................................... The Moon Above ........................................................................................... "The... State after... The war? I cannot say I actually know such information... It's been many years since I have had much interaction with others... I don't rightfully know the answers to your question. My apologies." With that, the creature brought her hand over her chest once more and gave a soft bow, letting her form tilt forward to give an actual sincere apology to the man. Last she attempted to be informed on a situation, she and the person who was to tell her became separated after an encounter with a large and mindless hollow. Her figure straightened itself out as she tilted her head a bit. Her bright lively eyes keeping her expression to seem calm and relaxed. She turned her head to look up at the moon as she sighed rather softly. The sight eased her through her fogged memories and uncertainties before she turned back to the male before her. Her eyes examining him once more before she took a step towards him. Her figure shifted to slip past him as she spoke to him just as she passed. "Seems we are both in a journey for answers. Should we seek together?" ........................................................................................... The World Below ...........................................................................................

........................................................................................... The Moon Above ........................................................................................... The woman's figure came to a halt as she heard the man's words and glanced up to the sky as though the answers would come to her from the open space above. A faint grin forming on her lips, remaining hidden away by the fractured mask which graced her features. She shifted herself to continue walking as she made her way up the sandy dune before her before peaking over her shoulder at the man to respond to him finally. "Others always tend to have the answers... So let's go hunting. Only seems beneficial." The woman said as her grin remained, still hidden away as she made her way across the sands, expecting the man to follow suit since he seemed to agree with her adventure. Her eyes looking over the empty sands and beginning to walk, letting the white grains shift and slide under her every graceful and calm step. A soft hum escaping her as she moved with her usual calm and collected grace, such which many would dream of accomplishing in performance and yet here she had it in just the way she walked. "The first place to check is the sands. We'll find someone eventually." ........................................................................................... The World Below ...........................................................................................