Twilight Affairs Under The Crimson Hootch [Open]

There was a sense of quiet on the night. However, a giant rift opened, and out plopped a small girl. Landing on the area rather clumsily, she was sprawled a bit, before sitting up. Rubbing her head, she slowly stood up, and cleaned off her clothing. After all, she wasn't quite sure where she was, but to be proper was important. Her senses moved like a spider on a web ; locating, feeling, listening. No disturbances in this area. With that in mind, she took acquire of her inventory. A white kimono that was wrapped around her ; and a dagger in the obi that kept the thing together. She was quite riveting ; with the white clashing in the dark of night, the pale ivory skin, and the ebony raven strands that were framing her small stature. The girl let out a breath, and relaxed, slowly bringing her raging powers under control. That was a particularly hard travel ; although Iramasha could easily enter both mortal and spiritual realms, she was still human by nature. No matter how much she adapted, that was her true self ; a human being. The girl softly extended her arms, and took in a deep breath, as she left off a gust of wind. Almost like a sonar, it winded it's way across the forest, rustling trees and other nature.

And with a touch, someone.

As curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back, the girl was compulsive. Her curiosity was peaked, as she began a gently quiet trek across the forest ground. However, the training her parents had given her, although forgotten by her mind, was remembered by her body. Muting her steps, and moving like a shadow, she moved towards the woman she had caught sight of with her wind. A gift from Inanna, the Wind Nature Iramasha. After all, Shisome was more or less adopted by them, due to the way she adapted to them rather easily. It was strange how fast she adapted powers depending on friendships ; her bond with Moonie and Inanna were very strong, and that brought her closer to James by proxy. However, she had been hidden ; she understood that much. Shisome was not a known person to the Iramasha as of yet. Because she assumed, that her capability of adaptation, as it became obvious to her, was very powerful. And thus, those that sought power could abuse it to a high level. Who? She wasn't sure, but that was a question she would inquire on further research.

But the girl was more concerned with the form of another, woman by the feels of the wind. Stopping in the shadows, she was a minimal presence at best. But yet, she was too curious ; she must have let her guard down, as the other called to her. She wasn't necessarily close to the woman, but yet, she was enough to hear her voice. It was a sort of voice that seemed.. to be enjoying itself? That spurred her curiosity more, as the Iramasha part of her instantly recognized another. The capability to mind link was there, along with the fact that there was lingering chaos energy. With a soft touch to her lips, a human habit to indicate thought, she decided. She would go meet this woman ; learn which realm this was, and perhaps make another bond. But such was too optimistic, as it could easily spiral out of control. Shisome was not going to let her guard down, regardless of intentions.

That was not an insult, but rather, just a part of a nature that she never would out grow. Slowly, gently, she stepped out into the moonlight, her long black hair flicking as she did so, her steps slow, but gentle. Almost like a fluttering ghost, the doll like girl arrived beside the woman. The doll child was about 4'9 in height, as she seemed to hesitate. It was felt awkward, so she moved herself to in front of the woman, where, both hands on her lap, she bowed very low to the woman before her. ''Pardon for my affront, Madam, but I had no idea of whom you were, or my location. I preferred to use caution instead of recklessness. If I offend you or perhaps ruined your night, feel free to use what punishment you find deserving.'' spoke the girl, her voice gentle and soft. It was a voice that could sing very well ; it had a natural, lyrical composure about it, and seemed to fit the strange doll. The sense that she was almost at home in the dark night was also present. It was like the darkness was a gentle friend, wrapping and elegant like a cloak around the child.

She was honest was well. Why would she lie to a stranger? The girl then shuffled to the side, the thought occurring that she might be obscuring the view of the sky. After all, why go and sit down in a clearing, if not for it's beauty and the view? Such was a common answer to most conceptions ; perhaps it didn't matter, but Shisome would rather not take the chance. If one thing was clear, she clearly felt human ; and yet, she felt different then most humans, as if there was more to her then beneath the eye. That was the nature of her power, but the girl herself could not control that perception yet. One day she would be able to, she summarized, due to the fact that she was very powerful. The girl took in small breaths that did not move her frame, as she was still. Almost exactly like the stone the other sat on. Her unblinking gaze was straight on the other, observing, absorbing, learning. Noticing the fact that the other looked so similar to her, even in clothing, but held more emotions then the doll ever had. It was a strange mirror, she reflected, as she waited for an answer from her offensive nature.

At least, if she had offended this woman. The power that rolled off of her was almost sensed ; it almost escaped her notice, but there was a subconscious warning. The hidden meaning in her words had also put a guard up against fighting. If anything, she would try to escape. But the first and foremost thought in the doll girl's mind was simple ; she wanted to know whom this was, and where she was. Curiosity, was after all, the drive that had even brought her to this situation. Therefore leaving without it sated.. would be such a waste.

Beauty faded like the sun that sunk below the skies; Shisome's gaze was staring at a woman. What kind of woman? The girl wasn't sure, her lips touching upon each other like soft remnants of a past long gone; her gaze, longing, moved to somewhere else as she heard someone. But her eyes saw something; someone just appeared. Since Shisome's eyes were able to record everything down to the detail in a photo-like sequence, the gift of eidetic memory, the girl would have noticed someone before; however, the sudden appearance jolted the girl's mind, almost like a dancing flame in the open air, sudden and surprising at the very fact that it did happen. Why did such a thing come to be, considering the fact that there had been nobody there? The girl let out a soft noise, letting her mind work on the theory in a backward tense; although the sudden appearance of what seemed to be an Iramasha, from the girl's knowledge, was unsettling, another more unsettling feeling lay at the pitt of her stomach. Her gaze moved, and her eyes, blood streams, narrowed in guarded nature. Kakeru was there; but it was not the Kakeru she knew, or even cared for; in fact, she could immediately feel it. The pressing corruption that edged into her mind, like a virus that was eating away her soul; she knew that it was not a normal thing here, and even considering her limited knowledge of the Sugiura, Kakeru had given her the very basics. The rest, she had used whatever she could lay her hands on, books, internet, and what else, to fill in the information.

However, that made it weird; they were present in the Gotei, near Seireitei to boot, and yet, not a single Shinigami appeared. Well, unless one counted Shisome's own being, and the Sugiura race origin. But it was strange, as the black haired girl felt something churn; her insides were liquid fire, dancing like butterflies within herself. Although she was human, the woman addressed her; and with a flash in mind, she remembered James' run down of the Iramasha set up to her. She realized who this was within those instants; as with the girl with white hair. It seemed however, that the human's fears were unfounded; she had not disturbed the Iramasha Council woman's night, and in fact, she seemed to welcome it. Although, Shisome had the answer to her question; which made sense, since she did not recognize the area; her earlier assement of the Gotei 13 was a theoretical whimsy, but confirmed with the woman's answer. Such was a life giving treatment, almost wonderful in nature, as listened more to her words; Shisome was not necessarily a talkative person, but rather, she preferred to listen to each thing as they came. And thus, it was easy to run through the memories of what happened, as she hadn't been an active participant; but the woman before her definitely piqued her curiosity in the very least.

It was like looking into a mirror; although Shisome was probably shorter, reaching somewhere around 4'5 to 4'8 in height, they looked almost exactly the same. A cut of hair that resembled a classical Japanese Princess, appropriately named the Hime cut; eyes of blood pools that danced like seductive flame and the gleam of wine; and skin pale in nature, though Shisome's looked heavily unnatural to the point of making ivory look more colorful on most occasions. However, the woman before her seemed to like her clothing style, much more simple then Shisome's trailing white burial Kimono. The girl let her eyes slide over to Kakeru, her lips slightly moving at his casual greeting and use of her name, still thinking on the question the black haired woman asked. In fact, Shisome was simply waiting for all things to resolve, loathe to interrupt anyone, as she spoke little to never. It was just the nature of the girl, as she observed the interactions between the clone like Iramasha and the chaotically corrupted Sugiura; her eyes were observing every moment, like a cat observing prey. The woman however, seemed to hold no regards other then relaxing; and thus offered whine to both her and the male. In fact, the introduction of the Iramasha Island concept was very helpful, as Shisome took a glance to the sky, trying to read the heavens for the placement of the island. When nothing was found, it made sense due to the night sky that surrounded them in a beautiful veil.

Though when her gaze returned, she found a Sake bottle floating for her. Taking it gently, she was unsure if she should consume such a thing, her heart closing itself; and yet she could not help but feel, as the connection to Kakeru became turbulent, chaotic. She could feel the deep corruption that had been done to his order, shown within his same coloured eyes, and the fact that his soft head of blonde was now tinted black, like evil. There was something that deeply bothered the girl about the white haired one, the one that Shisome recalled the name of Izayoi Sakuya. With Iramasha Kaguyami and Leonhardt Kakeru as well present, she understood something more; only she and Izayoi had yet to offer their full names. The black haired girl debated, even more so as Kaguyami seemed to be enjoying such a night. For a moment, the girl had no idea what to do with the sake, and thus simply held it to her chest. The wind the spurred around them was.. unique, as she thought deeply about what needed to be done; her eyes closed, as she seemed to wander into a peaceful train of thought, listening to the words of the one she had come here for. Those words were right; they were something that meant to all of those that understood. However, Shisome did not necessarily understand; rather, she had no knowledge of such things, due to the willful ignorance she had been under since the death of her parents, all that time ago.

Yet.. still. ''Forgive me for taking long to answer, Kaguyami-sama, I was simply collecting the thoughts I needed to answer correctly. I am not sure of my purpose here; I suppose I still do not have control of my Chaos Warp, hence the random appearance in many a places. Adventures are but steps to knowledge; and knowledge is steps to power, or so I am wanton to believe. Ruckus is a thing that most would do out of their own selfish purpose; my selfishness is the lack of others, for that was no timid nature but rather a cold one. I am not easily portrayed in emotional terms.'' she said, her voice cold and clinical. She answered the question that the woman had posed; however, she understood that the term Chaos Warp was not synonyms to a human being; in fact, even she knew that was a skill for the Iramasha kind. That was when things would begin to get interesting, as if her energy was even moderately sensed, there would be a surprise; human energies were there, but so where many types of others, from demons to iramasha, to suiguras to quincies. The collection of energies within her was unique; amassed by a simple amount of meetings, situations and other such factors. It all leaked into how Shisome had become, her evolution, the grandiose lines of her very being changing; adapting, and most of all, the path to her own self.

However, the girl's gaze turned to the white haired woman, and bowing respectfully, she addressed her. ''Izayoi-sama, I believe I have yet to introduce myself to you, or Kaguyami-sama. I am Saihossoku Shisome; pleased to meet you.'' she said, her tone still clinical; it was almost frightening how much the girl had drained her voice of the emotions she usually held. The soft, bell like tones had become the icy wind, heralding danger but also held the promise of fortune for the right path. It was such a nature that made the girl unique, as she turned finally, to face one she had met before. Kakeru Leonhardt. ''You are not as how you were, Kakeru-san.'' she said, her voice still dead and cold; however, her eyes were shimmering, a shade of green dancing, mixing with them. In fact, she had not even noticed such a thing; but from the moment that she had noticed Izayoi's presence, her eyes had become enamored with such reflects, dancing like the grass in the midst of summer flame. Yet, the male before her, Kakeru would know what those eyes were very well; the shimmering might of Power of Order, as it was judging, evaluating, and assimilating things. For Shisome did adapt that power; and yet, it was different at it's core then Kakeru's own, due to her own personality shaping the powers she began to acquire. That's why Shisome was relatively scary to herself and others; the nature of her own power was to adapt, and then evolve on the sake of others. Was such a power viable in this world?

Shisome knew she could challenge Gods themselves if it came to it, and thus that's why she never used her abilities too willingly, unless needed. There was just something inherently disastrous about her very power-set, setting things in a pattern that made it all come together in a sowing mess of chaos. ''I do sense the difference, Kakeru-san. This is not the regular you, is it?'' she added to her earlier comment, clarifying exactly what it was that she was trying to tell him. She knew; she knew that this was not the him that always was; and perhaps, this new personality would see her as a threat. But would that be truly the end game of all of these moments? The girl thought more on the meetings here, when her steps had brought her simply to a place where she could learn; perhaps that was the inherently broken thing about her Chaos Warp. In fact, the chances that she adapted such a power and that it was broken was a mere millionth of a chance, if any. So.. this was truly odd. But was she truly lacking control over her Chaos Warp, or was it simply just the touch of her own subconscious manipulating it to her desires? Another question that seemed to rear a fair share of thoughts that would need to be explored. This was getting something to become pretty typical, on the very lowest level.

Shisome then inclined her head, listening to the wind. ''Perhaps.. I feel that something will not go right tonight..'' she said merely to the wind, to herself; and yet, it was loud enough for all of them, if they kept quiet, to hear the girl's musings. It was on purpose; she did not lack such control over herself as to mutter her thoughts indecently. An urge that danced in her veins made her wonder; lifting her hands, the bottle of sake disappeared, being stored in a section of a dimensional place she was familiar with. Bowing to Kaguyami, she realized she had not thanked the woman for the sake. ''Thank you for the sake Kaguyami-sama; although I would impart on it immediately, I am afraid that my body would not be able to handle it in such state that it is in.'' she said softly, feeling bad that she could not drink the gift she had been offered. Shisome may seem serious and quiet, if not timid as the Iramasha had put it, but there was a life in there; as if disregarding the coldness of her tone towards Kakeru and Izayoi earlier, her voice was softer during the gratitude; the twinges of that feeling making it a bit brighter then her lack luster feelings of explanation. But she wanted to do something, as her body shifted, trepidation seeming like shimmering winds.

But what was there to do, when she sensed in the bottom of her stomach, something dangerous under the surface?

Exit The Himegami

My path has become much longer

Kakeru's eyes had flickered green and his hair blonde as Sakuya talked to him in the way she did showing that power of order was paying attention and was willing to rip Kakeru out of his Corrupt form into his normal one if he had to be. Anyway the only person that would really notice this change would be Shisome for the time being. As Kakeru let out a low calm sigh he'd notice soon enough there was a bottle of sake above him and reaching up he'd take it into his hand sniffing the bottle. If he was in his normal form he'd normally drink it, but being in this form, the corrupted form showed a bit restraint oddly enough it was because this form didn't know all too well about alcohol, and so he didn't want to touch it unless it was absolutely necessary. That was something that probably Shisome knew all too well. Anyway, he was kind of thirsty, and well that liquid couldn't hurt him too bad right? It wouldn't hurt him, and his sister wouldn't be mad if he did drink a little. It was her will after all the one he had to protect. Oddly enough there wasn't any Shinigami here, but maybe that was for the best for the people Corrupt Kakeru would of been more than willing to fight someone, but this looked like a chill party. Although tempted to switch to his normal form he'd remain in this one quietly contemplating things taking a sip of the odd tasting thing called Sake, or Rice wine that was a bit diluted with water to help with the alcoholic content for the time being. Then the bottle hit him so to speak, and he coughed up a bit of the sake, because this was Kakeru's corrupt form, and well he had never tasted fine Japanese Wine.

Coughing a bit punching his chest gently to resume some control over his body. His energy flickered up a bit to help him compensate for the lack of drinking knowledge as he looked at Kaguyami like what the hell mate.~ Anyway he listened to Shisome and responded. "Well... Yeah I was hit by a blast and well sent into here in this form, It's best I remain this way a bit longer so I can heal from Orders over reactions, it's such a bore when it happens. Ah, Miss Kaguyami, thank you for the strange drink, although I don't know if my energy nature can handle this kind of drink being that the taste is very... commanding let's just say." He'd reply to the both of them calmly although his sword was a less than a moments away from activating and going full nigga and causing him to cause destruction, but he wouldn't need to worry about that now it was a chill party, and he'd stroll up to Shisome and chill next to her like there was no problem laying an arm on her shoulders all chilled out and relaxing, but too much slack meant that normal Kakeru would come out, and well he could probably out drink a lot of people, then again normal Kakeru wouldn't want to drink now because it would hurt like a bitch to seal with that kind of pain then the pain of drinking fine sake on a night like this. Anyway it could of been worse right? It would of been like that they were dealing with things that they shouldn't have been dealing with in the first place, but it could of been worse, she could of tried to poison them, and that would of been bad, but no malicious intent seemed to flow off of the maiden called Kaguyami Iramasha who seemed to want to party a lot.~