Sharing the Beauty {OPEN}

[Shi Kipa]

It had been some time since Varius had made Kipa his prophet, but since then he hadn't done much to further either himself OR the Death God's reach. Because of this, he had gotten a possibly wonderful, but most likely terrible idea. He and the two "normal" undead would have a day on the town. He WOULD have thought about summoning Kurassha to come with them, but the undead of this world were often enough to turn people away, much less complicating the issue with the undead of other worlds. Kuta, the Crypt Thing that Kipa kept to keep an eye on the basement, seemed to like the idea. Sairentokochi, or Kochi for short, who was the Dullahan who acted as Kipa's chauffeur, was not as keen of the idea. "Sir, if I may. I have watched a great deal of people walk by this place. They do not think highly of you, OR what you do here." His voiced wheezed and choked out of his mouth as the connection made between his throat and his voice box was the extent of him having placed the two back together. "That is exactly why we need this, my friend." He replied to the worrysome, and sometimes overprotective Dullahan. "Part of the reason why they fear is because they don't fully understand. This problem has been compounded by the fact that we don't represent ourselves as well as we should. Perhaps I should've loosen the rules around here sooner, but that's in the past now. Get as ready as you can, we are going for a stroll." Kipa's mind had been made up, and they were going to go through with this idea.

And so, their very first walk began. Kuta was excitedly walking next to Kipa as he hovered. If one hadn't known better, they would've thought Kuta was a small child. Kochi, however, trailed behind the two, arms folded and head balanced upon them. The people who were near their homes called their children and closed up their homes. Those who were out on the street made their way across it to avoid them. "You would think that some would at least be curious as to why there's a headless military man, a cloaked skeleton, and a floating kitsune making their way down the street." Kipa said, slightly disappointed. Kochi bounced his head off of his arms and grabbed it, before placing it on his shoulders. "Maybe because there's a headless military man, a cloaked skeleton, and a floating kitsune walking around like it's n everyday occurrence!" He responded, somewhat exasperated. Although Kipa often tried to see the best in others, Kochi was still every bit as cynical as he was in life.

[Yuku]

The ever-devoted top thief of Gale Inc roamed the south american city much in the way he roamed ever town he travelled to, he wore a whymsical shirt, black jeans and sucked on a milkshake. Unless he was working at night he stuck to casual wear where not dressing in black just made more sense.He was coming down a street, looking for a warehouse building he needed to go to. He obviously, was quite distracted, when he saw Shi and his entourage, as it was right before he nearly collided with the floating fox. With a silent gasp he pulled out his phone <Oh, sorry>

[Shi Kipa]

Kipa was too busy berating Kochi for his poor attitude to notice the young homunculus, and almost ran into him until Kuta pulled on the sleeve of his kimono to get him to turn around. He turns around and sees the text on the phone, to which he replies with, "It's quite alright, I wasn't paying attention, either. Though I have to ask, you're the first person to not intentionally avoid us. Why is that?" Kipa was by no means blind to Kochi's side of things, and had known this even before deciding to leave. He had hoped, however, that there might be at least SOMEONE that was mildly interested as to why there were undead that weren't just striking out at everyone they passed.

[Yuku]

Yuku had been born from a man's twisted desires to have a cute little thing steal others hard for him an to do..other things that thankfully never came to fruition. If he hadnt been hired by Alex he wouldve been dragged into dark things or killed simply for being unnaturally made. So, needless to say, he didnt mind the unique group he was now facing, not in the least. He took a sip of his shake and typed with the other hand <They are different, so am I. I am a homunculus. My creator said the first made in this realm,before he imploded n the lab.. i don't know why he didnt give me a voice, i just know my boss now doesnt care. Its good having people care.. Im Kagen no tsuki Yuku, it means Go waning moon! Yuku, for short.>

[Shi Kipa]

"Ah, konichiwa Yuku-kun. I am called Shi Kipa. This is Shi Kuta." The Crypt Thing waves in a surprisingly happy manner. "...And this is Shi Sairentokochi." The Dullahan, hands still keeping his head on his shoulders, gives a slight nod, but was otherwise indifferent to making an impression. "I have to apologize about Kochi. He's cold to begin with, but he's pretty decent when you get to know him."

[Yuku]

Yuku nodded eagerly. He just soaked in those names like all information he recieved. He adored it, learning. He absorbed every tiny shred of knowledge he could and valued it like gold. He hoped in time he could be completely indespensible to his boss, Alex, and that he would truly feel important then. He typed as quickly as he could. fortunately as a rogue he was nimble and rattled off another message. <That's okay. so what do you all do out here?>

[Shi Kipa]

Shi waved an open palm back to the two undead that were his entourage. "THIS is what I do. I provide unliving creatures that bolster Dametrius' forces. I do not ask how, as he is the only one that really appreciates my art, even if most deny calling it such." His final sentence has tones of pity dispersed throughout. Not towards those he worked on, or may have harmed by giving Dametrius such formidable tools, but to those who didn't (or didn't want to) understand what he did. "Many revile me for what I do, but fortunately how I prefer to carry myself in my endeavors has earned the favor of Lord Varius, who turned me into his prophet." The pride in himself at the ascension to such a position was proof that the experience had, in some way, validated his work. "He gave me his sight, as well as this dagger, to free souls to be reincarnated, or to absorb them into the blade to use for my arts. This all depends on how pure the soul is." When he mentions the dagger, it appears in his hand in a puff of black smoke, its handle and blade as black as the smoke that had spawned it. Once his explanation is finished, the blessed dagger once again evaporates into smoke, leaving nothing in his hand.

[Yuku]

Yuku's big eyes locked onto the dagger for its brief moment in his presense.Shi spoke so passionately what he did. Yuku's job meanwhile had never been much of a life's pursuit like Shi's was. He was only a year old and only knew what he had been given to start. He longed to have the same ambition that Shi had. <Being a prophet..to do that you must be amazing.> the little homuculus walked a circle around the little entourage and stopped. It seemed he came to some sort of conclusion and typed out another message which he held out to him eagerly <I dont see why you should be reviled. If they dont suffer, if they enjoy serving you, thats all that should matter, Even if theyre grumpy> he flashed a smile at kuta and then of course Kochi.

[Shi Kipa]

"To be honest, I did not do anything other than be myself. Since my necromancy was born of pure interest, rather than a desire to dominate." He replies to the young homunculus as he circled them. After reading his message, Kuta's head leaned over to one side, as if she was trying to convey an emotion that her face had long since lost the ability to. Kochi, however, merely rolled his glazed eyes. "He doesn't quite get it, does he?" He said, more to Kipa than Yuku. "What he means to say is that those who stay with me are as much family to me as they serve me. They are with me, and they work with me as much as they want, but the door is always open if they wish to leave. In a way, they are my children." Despite Kochi's rudeness, Kipa looks at both of them with pride. He then turns back to Yuku, and says, "I wish that there were more like you, Yuku-kun. However, most fear that which they don't understand, or see as unnatural." Kipa knew this from personal experience, as he was chased from his childhood home because of what he had become, even if it was unintentional.

[Yuku]

Yuku studied all thier faces, figuratively in Kochi's case, reading their expressions as best he could. He eventually gave a quick nod and halted in his pacing. <I dont have much business here, maybe i could keep talking with you.. wait.> the man tucking his phone in his pocket and took out a little knife which he used to cut into his palm, when blood pooled there it provided him with, what could only be best describe as wireless telepathy, speaking right into Shi's mind. <<There, can you hear me okay? anyway you must be busy though right?>>

[Shi Kipa]

Kipa was curious as to what he was to wait for, until the homunculus pulled a knife out of his pocket. He reached his hand out to the yearling as if to stop him, until a voice spoke in his head. "Ah, of course. Blood Magic. I can hear you, but please, be careful to not do it too much. Blood loss is still a major concern, and I would just as soon not have to do my job because of you using up too much of your blood." His voice was one of concern, more towards the homunculus' well-being, rather than doing his duty as a prophet. "As for how busy I am, I am actually ahead of schedule on Dametrius-sama's orders, which is part of the reason why I chose today to...hmm, what would be the best word for what I'm trying to do? I guess the easiest way to explain it is that I was hoping to open people's eyes. Shou ga nai*."


*"Oh well, (or) it can't be helped."

[Yuku]

Little Yuku nodded in agreement. <<Oh, okay i won use too much, but this helps me with talking, . I work for Gale Inc so i dont know much about this Dametrius, is he nice to you?>> Dametrius, well the company that made Yuku had been working ofr him so he wasnt as far removed from Shi andh is group as he thought. <<If its okay, i would help, i mean if we could all be friends>>

[Shi Kipa]

Kipa looked down and to the side, thinking about how best to respond to the question. "Dametrius-sama is...passable, at best. He ensures that I am taken care of, but it is only because I offer something. If I could not aid him, he would have surely turned me away as so many before him. This, however, is his way. He is not the kind of man to do something for another purely for kindness." He was upset by this, but then again, he had a right to, didn't he? In a way, he was a craftsman, and using his craft to further a war he felt he has no part in was not what he wanted to do. He wanted to further himself, until he could get to the point where he could create fully sentient undead. Ones that could do things purely because they wanted to.

Yuku then made the comment about being friends. "I think that we could be friends, right?" He looked back to his two creations. Kuta nodded enthusiastically, while Kochi had a look of apathy on his face, as talking as much as he had wore him out. After all, there was a reason his name translated to Silent Coach. "I guess that settles it then. Now, we are friends!" He gave the homunculus a toothy grin, his arms opened wide.

[Yuku]

Yuku, while rather subdued was still a seemingly happy creature In particular, having friends delighted him. While it wasnt clear how well versed he was on what exactly friends were he knew he liked talking to people who shared knowledge and stories. He absorbed it all. The homculus smiled at the odd gaggle. <<Good good. Maybe ill accompany you. What.. is it you do to open people's eyes?>>

[Shi Kipa]

"Well, I wish I could say I have been able to, but sadly, you have been the first that has come close enough to actually talk about it. I do hope, however, that if any has seen us talking out here, they realize that the undead are not as they think them to be. Many think that undead are merely killing machines, created by necromancers whose only desire is dominion." Kuta's eye flames appeared to brighten as she waved her hand in the air."What is it, dear?" The flames sag down to the bottom of her eye sockets for a minute, before she raises a bony finger in exclamation. With the same finger, she points to Yuku and then proceeds to move her hands close to each other, knitting her fingers together and moving her thumbs as if she was tapping on something with them. "Of course! Yuku-kun, would you mind giving Kuta your phone for a minute?" Kipa was surprised at himself for not thinking of something as simple as having a phone with which for her to communicate, but usually she only really listened, so he didn't need a reason to solve her own inability to speak.