Local Tourist Found Guilty? Probably

Saisei | The King's Reincarnation

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The weekend was meant to be spent checking up on the palace in London. That's what Kuana came by for to begin with, as a favour to her sister. Not that Mana probably cared much at all for the physical location, but Feng Shui and all that was important to the woman, and Deveta knows the lack of visits to the palace meant there wasn't an ounce of care put into it. To be honest, not enough care was put into much at all these days; everyone in the family seemed extra distant since the start armistice last year. Anyways, plans change.

The hybrid's arrival to London detoured from the palace, where many labourers were anticipating her arrival, and instead to a nearby police station. There were so many karmic threads coming out of the station that Kuana could hardly even see--who the hell could even be in here? Only someone like Mana had threads as dense as these.

"Oh, it's you. But, you're a kid now. How'd that happen?"

A dark cloud spontaneously manifested in the interrogation room, on the other side of the table, and Kuanastha walked out. She spoke like she was familiar with the boy, not that he'd share the sentiment. In fairness, she never new him personally even "before". Just that she knew people who knew him, and in turn saw some memories and instinctively felt like the two were previously acquainted.

Fortunately, Kuanastha caught herself this time. It wasn't the first time she jumped ahead, but her curiosity meant that she wasn't intent on backing away here. The woman pulled out the chair across from the Saisei, turned it around and sat down in a mounted posture, her arms resting on the top of the backrest. Some confusion and protest at who just randomly showed up in the room ocurred, followed by realisation to who Kuanastha was behind the one-sided glass, but the room was sound-proof so none of that came through.

Kuanastha spoke her thoughts allowed with words and intentions that seemed pretty clear to her, but missing the context of her abilities usually left other people confused and in the dark as to what she was talking about.

"Actually, I'm maybe getting ahead of myself. First, why're you here? I'd probe you myself but you seem like a lot of trouble to do that for."

Saisei | The King's Reincarnation

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It seemed like she came up overly aggressive and forward. That wasn't Kuana's intention, and even now she wasn't really cognisant of it. It was probably the setting that naturally adjusted her demeanor; the woman spent a lot of time in interrogation rooms, typically less formal and legally processing than this one, and usually with high profile subjects or enemies of Inami. Aggression and intimidation was sorta just a part of the job, and by now it was second nature.

"... Alright. I can't tell if you're lying, or you just don't know--maybe some memories were mixed up, so I'll just look for the reason myself. Here, eat something 'cause it'll make it easier for me with you on a full stomach."

A deep indigo cloud came about on the table before disappearing like smoke, and a sandwich on a plate was left behind. Something simple, just peanut butter and jelly. For someone with acuity to energy sensing, they'd note that the sandwich and plate were created from energy, but the two objects were stable and fully realised. The only residue energy to them was the indigo smoke coming off.

"You're gonna have to eat it, because if I probe you and you're too agitated from being hungry, I might make a mistake and fuck you up. Unless you want that. Otherwise, it'll be a smooth and painless process, and you won't even know that I'm doing it."

It was half a bluff. It was true, if Saisei was agitated, it'd make things harder for Kuanastha; fucking him up inadvertently wasn't really likely. The demonio visera was extremely experienced with doing this sort of thing, and she'd only really fuck up if her target proactively resisted her by full-on fighting her. Then again, he could always actually try that too.

Saisei | The King's Reincarnation

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"I'll do what I can."

His comment on the food got her a little. She was going to wait patiently for him to finish his food, but the two didn't seem to be on the same page, given he was being fairrly ravenous with it.

"What, you got something to say about my cooking? How's the taste?"

It really was just a PB&J. The taste would've been pretty ordinary, but all things tasted in-line, unless any placebo came into play. The bozo comment got her though. Kuanastha let out a brief chuckle, offhandedly gesturing to the glass behind her while saying, "Yeah, yeah, these guys are pretty bozo-ish." It wasn't like they could say anything back anyways, given the glass, and even if they wanted to they wouldn't. Kuanastha may have been the odd-one out in the royal family, but she was an elder Asthavon nonetheless.

"Hey, relax kid. You ate, so things should go well."

Kuanastha started to reach out, not really towards Saisei specifically, but the assorted threads spanning out from him. The process was entirely unfeeling, that he wouldn't even notice if it wasn't for the woman waving her hands around grabbing at and sifting through the air. While sorting through them, the hybrid sorted through her memories, seeing pretty much all she needed to see. More than she needed to see, actually.

"Wow, you're pretty, uh, active for a kid. I hear it's not healthy for young boys to 'practice' so often, but I'm not the most knowledgeable on human biology, so..."

All in all, things checked out. The kid really did come by for the reasons he stated. There were karmic threads that seemed to be pulling him here, some fairly thick ones pulling him towards France too, but it didn't seem like he was aware of that. There were a lot of things he didn't seem to be aware of, but that was probably for a reason. Now that Kuana made certain that he wasn't here to start any trouble, there was no reason to start any trouble with him. More than they had already, but this was necessary. Sorta. At the very least, Kuanastha's curiosity was satiated. Speaking of satiated,

"Alright, you're good to go, kid. I'll tell the goons not to mess with you. Seems like you've... been through a lot. Wanna go get some food? Real food, since you didn't seem too keen on my 'cooking'. As an apology for making you go through this hassle."

The actual interrogation was over, so Kuanastha's tough demeanor dropped. Now, she just had a free, airy feeling about her.

Saisei | The King's Reincarnation

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"Whoa, what the hell? What's wrong with PB and J? Why, are you only good with poached brioche and caviar sandwich? What's to your standards, good sir?"

Kuanastha wasn't seriously too offended, but it was in her humour to joke around like this.

"I dunno, I think it is every day that you get the chance to meet new people and learn new things. You just have to keep your head up so you can see them, talk to them, and the learning will come naturally."

Not that she was one to talk. Kuana was comfortable with conversations, and she did believe in keeping your head up to not miss the things you see in life, to learn on the daily and socialise in general. But, at heart, she was pretty introverted. Even with her family, there wasn't much consistency in meeting with them. Not that her own introversion was going to stop her from recommending socialising to others. The woman never claimed she wasn't a hypocrite.

"I dunno about that. Food doesn't always have to be special. Just as long as you enjoyed it, I think; I don't have to eat food myself, but I like to do things I enjoy, and eating is one of them. Small, totally unspecial things are fine too."

Kuana pushed off from her chair and followed Saisei out the door. If he wasn't game, she would've just vanished and made her way back to the palace, but the invitation was received. She passed by the boy on the way out, putting her hand up to rustle his head before walking past him to lead the way.

[color=#9c304d"Yeah, that's fine, makes sense. Ask away, I'll do what I can to answer. Nothing confidential, though; demons are pretty strict with NDAs and stuff, you know?"[/color]

This whole affair reminded her of another time. Maybe she really did have a soft spot for kids. Not that it'd ever be admitted.

Saisei | The King's Reincarnation

END POST | The Forgotten Soul Speaks

He wasn't wrong. It ticked her off to here a teen talk about being special, though. That part of him wasn't unique at all. The PB&J stuff was more important to respond to, though.

"Look, I try to enjoy all my meals, no matter how mundane it can be. I bet people make gourmet peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, anyways."

When she passed by and rustled his hair, she couldn't help but feel he was tall for his age. Four years old and only a bit shorter than her, at 5'8? Well, his previous incarnation was pretty tall to be fair. Probably just the inheritance. It was a little cute though, that he tried to maintain her pace. Kuanastha had fairly long legs, and she naturally had the habit of walking fast.

Walking through the hallways, the woman's appearance shifted into a police uniform, her light hair shifting white, and her stature falling to be around the same height as him. By the time they walked out of the station, the transformation was complete, and she looked as though she belonged. Any remnants of an energy signature of her previous self was replaced, none of her demonio visera energy, only that of the nether. Being recognised as Kuanastha would be a hassle, given her status. Besides, it was easier to get to the restaurant she had in mind without being recognised, though she'd have to tell the waiter who she was to actually be able to sit down upon arrival.



"Yeah, Non-disclosure. And you don't have to worry about Sugi stuff. Not many people are going to know much about them in a couple of years, given how off the map they've been. From what I know, they're place isn't even accessible anymore."

Kuanastha was walking ahead until she realised that the boy stopped. Turning around, she smiled a bit at the wonder on his face. Innocence like this was harder to come by than it should've been. Not just in a place like London, but the whole world. A shame, really. The way the world progressed was a cynic's perfect prediction in a lot of ways. It was fortunate that Azure could finally get some peace of mind, even if he had to die to get it.

"Well, slow down their champ. First, we can talk about how I knew you when we sit down. Second, I don't know how this place would remind you of home, from what I know about your home. Third, we'll eat at this place I've been to; I trust their culinary expertise, and I'm sure you will. They don't offer things like PB and J."

Eventually, when she felt like she waited long enough for him or he resumed walking himself, she'd turn about and continue towards the restaurant."[/color]