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Yusuke Kitagawa - The little fox ([personal profile] paintingthestars) wrote in [community profile] aterat 2022-10-07 07:05 pm (UTC)

“I see, so there are others like yourself…” He mused thoughtfully. “Having observed my other self through the mirrors, I admit I find myself curious if he is somewhat similar somehow after seeing Artemisia… He seemed to call on some large being as well. “Though, perhaps not… If he was, I expect you would have approached me with a more familiar expression. If you do not know my face, he must be a stranger.” The kitsune tapped his chin lightly, before watching as the persona faded from view with scattered snowflakes in the air. That was really quite beautiful… He truly needed to get his hand on some of his other self’s supplies while he was here.

The yokai at least could accept that showing off the persona’s magic was a bad idea, given where they were. “Yes, I expect that it might be frowned upon to cause disruption and destruction in the middle of the market. I shall save my curiosity for another time, perhaps.” He responded, at least somewhat sensibly… Even if he was curious.

But her admission gets a brighter smile. “Then I am honored to be the first that you’ve shared her with outside the group!” And he was. That certainly indicated something particularly special if she didn’t show it to just anyone. Yusuke felt as though he’d been let in on quite a secret… Which meant he finally was satisfied and remembering his end of the bargain. “I suppose that would mean it’s my turn in our little ‘show and tell,’ is it not?” He rolled the star ball between the fingers of one hand and considered how to approach the subject. Really, just stating it seemed like the only way to do it. That wasn’t very… fun, though. So he decided the show portion was probably at least a little more interesting. “So I ask for one moment.”

He held up a hand for her to wait before disappearing behind a stand. One might wonder if he was making a break for it, but he really was a kitsune of his word. There was a certain energy in the air, and footsteps shifted from two legs to four and out from behind the stand strutted a sleek, furry creature. A fox with three tails, the star ball now balanced atop them, and distinct facial markings on its face. It came to a stop at her feet, sitting relaxed. “This is what I am.” He finally said, which was a little odd looking for words to be coming from a fox’s mouth, but that was it.

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