The Past is Never Truly Inescapable [Kimitsuki/Hiroi]

Fri Jun 05, 2020 12:32 am

The Liberated Flame

Artist: JubyPhonic - Song: WILDFIRE!! (Cover)

Times seems to fly when you are having fun; or at least when you have a new roommate. No matter how temporary or permanent her stay was, Kimitsuki was enjoying her time with Hiroi; even if Hiroi wasn't very talkative or emotional. She still enjoyed the girl's company. However, there was always something bothering Kimi in the back of her mind. Why was Hiroi the way she has been this entire time? Why did she seem to so casually desire flesh when it was clear she knew better than to eat human beings; what exactly about her past that caused her to be like so. Indeed, she was the Danava of Hunger; and her hunger was likely unable to be sated no matter how hard anyone tried to sate it. Not to mention, other things bit at the back of Kimi's mind. Her own past, what Kimi felt towards Hiroi, and a whole bunch of other concerns that played upon the consciousness of the Danava. For now, however, she simply wished to relax.

Soon enough, Kimi had opened the door to her home; and the Danava had sat upon her couch. She put her feet up on a nearby table and yawned softly, looking around for Hiroi as she sat on the couch; somewhat exhausted from a long day of work. So, she was glad to be home where she could relax; and maybe spend time with the roommate she was rather fond of.

"Hey Hiroi, I'm home~ Are ya here? I was thinking we could go out somewhere tonight. If you would like, of course."

Fri Jun 05, 2020 7:50 am

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

There’s an ensuing crash from the kitchen as Kimitsuki announced her presence within the home. Then, multiple clanking sounds occurred as it sounded as if things were being thrown about: metal bowls, pans, and utensils. Moments later, Hiroi appeared from the kitchen with her lower jaw covered in a sticky looking red substance with a flour covered apron, that shares the same redstains as Hiroi’s face, around her usual black clothing. The short Danava had little emotion on her face per usual, but the random flickering of her serpentine eyes to the side as if trying to look back into the kitchen without looking back, and the way her hands fiddled with her clothing, proved that the demon is nervous about something.

“Welcome home, Kimitsuki. Stay out of the kitchen, please and thank you.”

With a bow of her head, Hiroi turns quickly and returns into the kitchen. The sink is then turned on. Now that Kimitsuki is aware that something had or is occurring within the kitchen, the redhead may notice a discerning scent in the air. It’d remind the woman of a bakery as the scents of freshly baked dough and strawberry assaults her nostrils. Well, that scent would make it obvious what the smaller Danava was up to while Kimitsuki was gone, but now, that leaves the question: Why is Kimitsuki not allowed into her own kitchen?

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Elyss Kishimoto | Helle Armstrong | Hiroi Kiga | Tier Harribel

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Fri Jun 05, 2020 3:32 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

That running water is the sound of Hiroi cleaning the pots and pans she had made use of during her time in the kitchen. Since she is rather short, she had to make use of small steps simply to be able to reach the sink to wash anything. She doesn’t have the ability to float or fly and has to make use of the steps just to reach the cabinets which, then, she’d have to climb the counter and perform rather dangerous deeds just to get something as simple as salt.

As the Danava cleaned the pots, she allowed her ears to stay vacant in case Kimitsuki wished to talk. She had expected the woman to just walk into the kitchen, but hearing the redhead shouting from the other room forced Hiroi’s eyes to roll. What a strange woman. Yet, that woman felt enough for Hiroi. May it be for one reason or another, Hiroi enjoyed Kimitsuki. As someone who rarely cared for showing anything beyond surface level reactions, Hiroi couldn’t help but allow Kimitsuki to infect her from time to time with something more than just a blank stare. Maybe it’s how refreshing smiling is from time to time, or it could possibly be the fact that someone could put something on her face. Whatever the case may be, Hiroi has Kimitsuki to thank for it.

That is why the Danava preferred to talk face to face than yell across the kitchen into another room. For one, it’s just stupid, but she also wanted to see Kimitsuki’s reaction as the red velvet cake is carried in her arms. Of course, it looked a bit strange as if it may have had an extra egg or a little too little flour, but Hiroi had tasted some herself and enjoyed it. It may be a bit unfair to judge its worth based on that alone however considering Hiroi could eat about anything.

“Hiroi baked a cake.” Hiroi displayed with her face still dirty. She then looked a bit differently from normal, her eyes squinted some as the corner of her lips fell a bit. Her eyes looked away towards the ground. Is she embarrassed? It’s a bit difficult to tell due to small movements of her face and the lack of blush, but there is some hesitation there in her movements as the plate is placed down on the small table in the room. “I was bored, so I got a cookbook. The mess in the kitchen will be cleaned up soon so don’t worry.” She had left the water on, and it’s beginning to fill the sink, but Hiroi is lost in her own head right now.

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Fri Jun 05, 2020 5:52 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

What is she? A child? She didn’t require pats on the cheek or head. Yet, she didn’t reprimand Kimitsuki for her actions. The redhead is simply too charismatic for her own good at times. Hiroi is ignorant to the thoughts in Kimitsuki’s head, but the small Danava can’t help but think she’d be annoyed by it if she knew.

“Of course the cake is fine… Hiroi followed the instructions perfectly.”

Wanting the hand off her head, the sensation feeling far too comforting for Hiroi’s taste, the Danava flinched a bit and raised her arms slowly. However, Kimitsuki’s smile disarmed her, causing her to pause. What a damning expression. How does one wear it so easily? Ah. It matters little anyway. The hand has left her head, even if it left Hiroi’s head feeling a bit vacant. Though, she basically focuses her attention onto the cake that sits waiting.

Hiroi stayed right there, up until Kimitsuki returned which had her switching her attention to the redhead and the utensils she carried. Watching Kimitsuki cut the cake, Hiroi found her mouth absently salivating which forced her to lick her lips tasting the ingredients that lingered on her face. She had forgotten about her multiple taste tests in her pursuit to make something edible to people beside herself. Annoyed with herself now, she begins wiping at her chin with the apron as her plate is set for her.

“Of course I did great… I did say I followed instructions…, critics be damned…”

She gave a sour look at the cake. Scrunching up her face proved easier than any positive emotion. Funny enough, Hiroi had yet to eat hers. The Danava had watched Kimitsuki intensely just to see if her creation was good enough. Hearing it satisfied her enough for her to turn and head towards the kitchen once more. Kimitsuki may help if she desires. Hiroi isn’t showing it, of course, but Kimitsuki has filled her with an uplifting feeling that allowed for her chest to ache ever slightly. Be it relief or something more concerning matters little with such a mess existing still.

“Come. Come. Everything must be cleaned before those pesky flies trespass once more. I dislike having to hunt them.”

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Mon Jun 08, 2020 8:04 am

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

Fire! Though, it’s helpful fire that starts to clean up the mess in the kitchen which Hiroi found strange. However, it seemed to just burn away little of the mess in all honesty. Hiroi noticed the lack of flour or bits of food wasting around now. Well, that just means she doesn’t have to sweep or eat the spoiled batter of the cake which is exceptional in her mind. Still, a mess remains, and if Kimitsuki desires to help, Hiroi gives the redhead no disgruntlement. The faster this is done, the sooner she can plan her next kitchen disaster.

The oven is pulled open revealing the explosive mess that is cooked and uncooked cake batter that has now stuck itself to the oven’s walls. With her tongue poking out her mouth, the small demon crawls into the oven and begins to wipe it down with a rag throwing much of the batter out onto the floor to be swept later, and it doesn’t take long for her to appear again with her tongue blackened from licking up the more resistant stains. Hiroi did not have a happy expression on her face.

“The oven has been cleaned.”

Her expression, scrunched but also seemingly pleased, distorted just a bit more before she sneezed. She’d rub at her nose getting it stained as well before moving to grab a broom. “Wipe anything that remains onto the floor. Hiroi shall sweep it all, and she promises not to eat it.” That’s a promise she’s unsure if she’d keep however. The demon eats at random, devouring weird things along with normal things. As she licked the oven, she’d most likely lick the floor. Such random mannerisms are expected of a being derived around being able to and wanting to eat everything.

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Wed Jun 10, 2020 6:36 pm

Jörmungandr

Hiroi Kiga

Artist: Teminite - Song: Ascent - Word Count: NA

Hiroi goes about sweeping what is thrown onto the floor, making sure to keep all the mess together in a pile. She’s unsure what she’d actually do with it, but the idea of eating it bothered her little. Kimitsuki showed concern however, and that felt enough for her to search for the dustpan and, soon, dump the mess into the trash bin. “Trash gone.” She’d say to no one in particular before making her way, with a wobbly to her steps, over to Kimitsuki. Ah. She can’t exactly get up to the sink like this. With a bit of time, she’s pulled over the small steps she uses and climbs up until onto the counter next to the sink swinging her legs passively while watching the redhead wash the dishes.

“...Can Kimi swim?”

Hiroi rarely calls Kimitsuki ‘Kimi’. In fact, she never has. It was a random moment that’ll probably happen again just as randomly. Hiroi didn’t seem concerned at all about it. Her red eyes are focused on the water as Kimitsuki cleans, and the want to talk about something sparked her mind to come up with anything. Besides, for a being born of fire, swimming seemed like something that they’d find difficulty in accomplishing.

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