Death is a Quiet Wave [open]

Artist: Massive Attack Song: Angel

These were the worst kind of days. The days spent doing nothing but overlooking the human continent of Europe, Germany. It was weird, however. Despite the fact that she would rather be doing something or hunting, it was strangely calming. And quiet, which was the main thing. Not a single peep of noise from a demon or anyone had came from the top of the mountain, it was as calm as ever. On top of this mountain? Sat Dragon Slayer, Nami Asthavon. The renown dragon hunter who had such a stellar reputation for losing control of her calm self during battle, was silent. Although, this was nothing out of the usual. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she preferred the silence of places like this. If she didn't like it, she wouldn't be here. Simple as that. Although, why was she here? It wasn't like she had any reason to stop hunting for dragons and different kinds of beasts to kill. She could have been spending this valuable time looking for opponents or enemies. Why? Why would a demon of her power and status not be looking for enemies to fight? It seemed weird. Dragon slayer wasn't like other demons, however. Throughout time, she had watched demons rush to their deaths for a meaningless battle that could have been prevented through many of means. But why waste your life like that? It was something unknown to her. She spent a lot of her time trying to figure out these things, trying to find the ways in which she can perhaps calm the world and only fight when it was necessary. Nami? The only times she entered battle was to kill. And even at those times, it would take a ridiculous amount of time for her to actually consider jumping into the battle. It's a very weird way her mind works, she keeps everything bottled up in side purely for the sake of her own well being, nobody cares about her. Not even her family. So why should she share that information that is stored within her head?

A soft was let out of the side of her mouth and face before returning her gaze to that in front of her. She scanned the area, eyes panning down over the currently cold human realm of Germany. She had spent a lot of her time wondering around here as a child, and for her to be here was rather surprising. It means that she came here to reminisce about her past life, before she was labelling herself as dragon slayer; when she was her young and stupid self. In Dragon Slayers hand laid a sword, resting softly in her palm and dangling out the end of her fingers. The blade was pure gold plated while the handle was pure black and wrapped up tightly with a cross guard where the blade meets the handle. The hand with the sword was dangling behind her as he sat atop the largest mountain in these ever expanding lands, simply letting her hand grasp the blade as she sat there limp. She closed her eyes momentarily, letting out a few deep breathes. She sat there silently, eyes opening back up to review the world. Today? Today was a calm day. "... Tired..."

Nami's eyes continued to flutter with hesitation, she could have fallen asleep at any moment here. With a flick of her wrist, she flipped the blade into her hand tightly and kept a expressionless face, standing up. Within a blink of her eyes, she leaped into the air above the mountain, drawing her sword close to her hip. Mid air, all that could be seen was a golden flash appear. This golden flash? Her sword strike. The sword strike from her blade drew out so quick, slashing the complete top of the mountain off, creating a flat, hardy surface with enough room for at least ten people to lay down on. Smirking, she slowly floated back down to the now cut off roof of the mountain, her feet landing softly against the rock hard mountain, blade resting yet again in her hand softly, dangling. She lowered her body to the floor of the mountain top and laid down, her arms falling by her side and her skirt ruffling up at the bottom and around her thighs. Her attire was a calm one, a tight corset strapped around her body and a black overcoat, almost like armour. "...Sleep..."

She stopped all motion for a moment, before reaching over for her Dragon Cleaver Blade, touching it, fading into a golden haze away from her body, now leaving her defenceless in appearance. She chuckled to herself as she then placed her arms behind her head, cradling her head softly, fingers running through it with a few strands getting knocked about. Silence... Was true bliss.

Artist: Massive Attack Song: Tear Drop (Instrumental)

Laying there was calming. Not because of her mind was at ease or anything, her mind was far from that, but the silence around Dragon Slayer was such a different contrast to what life was normally like. Life, for the demon, was always so rowdy and loud. The silence that surrounded her? It was refreshing. This was one of the pleasures that Dragon Slayer had, silence. Although, in the world, with silence, eventually unfolded noise. But for the moment? It was calming and nice. Perhaps... these weren't the worst days after all, for Nami. After her constant running in with dragons, enemies and allies; she became drained of the silence and solitude she craved. For her, this current state of being? Being surrounded by silence? It was absolute bliss. Dragon Slayer's eyes continued to flicker, her eyes closing ever so slightly as she dozed off for a second, her eyes closing and a bit of drawl escaping from the side of her mouth. Within a few seconds, she awoke yet again, sucking up the drawl from the side of her mouth like a yoyo on a string. As she sucked it up, her eyes drew open from their closed state, her blurred scanning over to a seemingly small girl wandering closer and closer. Shit! Nami thought, readying to get herself up.

Her arms were drawn to her side, as she pulled her legs closer to her chest from laying down, using her core strength to flip up off the ground and into the air, before he knew it, the girl laid down right beside where she was now standing, a book in hands. A normal human girl... She obviously was different, otherwise she wouldn't have come here to investigate. So many thoughts run through her head, what should she do though? She stood there as the young girl began to read her book, simply an expressionless face covering Dragon Slayer. She had the audacity to walk up to a demon, lay beside them and keep such a silent tone in the same time? Who exactly was this girl? So casually wandering in... It was troublesome for her, despite no threat yet being perceived. Yet, Nami would not ask a single question to the woman; not daring to break the silence between the two, at least for now anyway. She was too interested in what she was doing here, and the fact that this girl seemed so care free around the infamous slayer of dragons. She thought to herself, what was the meaning behind this? After all, the only time people approached her was if they were going to kill her or if she was in some sort of danger, being approached by Mana, her sister, or someone of the likes to warn her. Nobody would dare to approach her with such a care-free attitude, so why does a little girl have the audacity to do so?

"..." Not a noise, but a single blank expression continued to cover her. She stared down at the girl as she began to read her book. Her skin was an interesting feature, too. It seemed rather distinct compared to other humans, a rather worrying concept if it did. Nami intently focused her eyes down onto the girl, not taking them off of her for a second. As she stared, something had changed. For a millisecond, a seemingly different aura had manifested itself before Dragon Slayer's eyes. Within the blink of an eye, Nami had disappeared from her location through Shadow Movement, appearing above the mountain now, a golden flash appearing as exiting the movement. In her right hand appeared a golden bladed sword, two handed, with a cross guard. Her skirt blew in the soft breeze, not even caring if the girl below could see up the skirt. Although, even then, she wasn't too high above the girl; only around ten feet or so. She stood there, gold two handed blade being held in one hand while no sound was made. Dragon Slayer had wondered if she was here for a reason or if she was actually intended on doing anything to attempt to hurt Nami, which could very easily end up being a fruitless endeavour. "H..."

A single tone echoed from Dragon Slayers mouth, something that was never heard when she was around other people. Perhaps she was just curious, or perhaps it was something more then that. But, she was the one who would initiate the conversation for once in her life, instead of the other way around. She was the recluse, the non-speaker. Such a thing for Nami to actually present her words and amazing voice first was such an uncommon thing. Perhaps this conversation would flow, but it also had the potential to die instantly. "Name?" The demon asked softly, not raising her voice too loud, and only just so that the girl below would be able to hear the intended words for her. The silence was broken, all that remained in the air was the wisp of wind and the echoing question Nami had proposed to the girl. If it came to it, and this girl was nothing more than a wandering warrior looking for a battle, then it would just end up in the girl being slain with the power that is capable of killing dragons. She stared down at her, still an expressionless tone shrouding her very being. She lowered from the sky, landing softly at the edge of the mountain and walked every so slowly towards the girl before her, quickly raising her Dragon Cleaving Blade to the throat of the individual, aiming to slice the book completely in half and threaten her without words, but action.

What would become of such an event? Who knew. This girl was beyond over her head if she was to fight Dragon Slayer, and for Nami to even consider fighting her would be a miracle. Simply, this was to bring up information. Not to get too comfortable with each others presence. For getting close to someone meant that it was possible to grow attached, and for a demon to have such emotion? That would only hinder her. There was no main goal in this. Friends were a hindrance, family was enough of a hindrance at that.

Artist: Massive Attack Song: Tear Drop (Instrumental) Word Count: 961

What a troublesome girl. That was all Dragon Slayer could think as she stood there, five foot eleven sword held out in one hand at the girls throat, completely slicing the demonic book in half, sending it instantly into a riff of reishi. This girl continued to get stranger by the second, although Nami's reaction had appeared to be completely rash and scared. All she did was walk up and lay beside the demon on the mountain, nothing more. So why did she become so scared? Why was it such a big deal for Dragon Slayer to act so defensive around her? In the experiences of the past, Dragon Slayer had been attacked by many of foes while she was attempting to catch some sleep or even perhaps catching her off guard for no reason, being forced to kill them. One of the reasons she did this against the girl? Nami is a very paranoid person. No matter the way it seemed, she always was sceptical about everything that had come into contact with her, she was even sceptical of her family most of the time. Although, they were the people she trusted the most. It was kind of weird, however. The people she cared about and trusted the most, she was probably the most sceptical of. Perhaps it was because these people had the ultimate ability to hurt her on an emotional scale, or it was the fact that they knew her personality so well and her habits, they could turn on her at any minute and kill her with their knowledge. Nami didn't know the answer to these questions or possibilities, so she just was paranoid about like in general.

Despite the fact her Dragon Cleaving Blade was raised to the young woman's throat, her expression didn't seem to change. That was weird. Why wouldn't it change? For all purposes, anyone else could have jumped a mile or been scared as hell if a blade that thick, wide and strong came flying towards them, splitting a book in half. Dragon Slayer titled her head back, eyes rolling down as her sword remained at the girls neck, and held her head there for a few moments as the girl expressed her name. Saihossoku, Shisome... That name... Nami felt like she had heard it before. She didn't know where, but she had heard it. There was a relatively calm tone in her voice and yet no hatred at the fact her book was cut in half by the large golden blade. Tilting her head towards the ground, her mouth let out a little sigh, her head tilting, still keeping the blade at the throat of the girl. What an interesting girl... That was the only thought that Nami could process right now. What a complex girl she was, like Dragon Slayer herself.

These girls... they seemed similar in a way. The only distinct feature that was different in the two were their eyes; Nami's being a viper yellow while Shisome's was a fierce red. These two? Well, they could probably very well be mistaken for sisters if there wasn't anyone there to tell them otherwise. They both had particular builds, and while Dragon Slayer was quite a bit taller than Shisome, they had a similar built. Petite, slender bodies. As she asked the question back for Nami's name, she hesitated for a moment. She thought about revealing her new name, although it wouldn't make sense. The only people who knew it were her family, and even then, Kagari, Strength and Mana were the only ones to officially know it. She stumbled, purely because she saw the girl as an extension of herself in appearance. She pulled the blade away from her throat, twirling it amongst her fingers, eyes closed and as she appeared to put the blade sheathed behind her back, it flashed into a golden aura to disappear from her location. The golden blade was no where to be seen any more, it was held off in another pocket dimension that came along with her power for storing her main weapons: her Dragon Cleaving Blade and her Hell Dragon Blade. "..." The movements of the girl were so very subtle, if not barely noticeable. Although, she was going to have to take drastic measure depending on what the intentions of this girl was. She gave off a weird aura, and the paranoid state of mind would eventually have to pass; at least for a moment.

"Dragon Slayer." Two simple words escaped from her mouth. For some reason, she felt calm with this girl here. She obviously wasn't here to fight Nami, nor was she here to pay any due attention to the minor details of race. She was simply here for the bliss of the moment, and the aura that surrounded this place. She still stood, though, looking down at the girl. For once, it seemed that she was asking all the initial questions. "What do you want? Your name sounds familiar." For Dragon Slayer to say these many words, it was normally never seen. It was a typical: kill them or leave, nothing beyond that. Although something about this girl intrigued her, and the name 'Shisome' had some sort of buoyancy in her mind. So, she would havr to do some more talking that she typically liked. To find the meaning behind this girl and perhaps take any action required based on her. Although, she felt comfortable around the girl. She didn't know why. She just felt at ease, like she could talk more without being judged. She still stood there, hand placed on her hip and an intent gaze flowing down at the girl. The next action she would take would depend on the answer to the posed question.