Reveler - Summer Water's spy Established (10/8)

[21:00] It's dark. The inside of the caves is filled with a malice and dripping venom. The sound of scampering can be heard in the shadows as a blue flame moved about. How long had it been like this? Minutes? Hours?

It was no plaugelands. But the ground was covered in blood. Daemon bodies were stacked against the walls, their blood being fed to the spirits as a haunting refrain moved through the caverns in the form of a hum. The Kitsune entered the darkness yet.. The darkness was the first to notice her.

A shadow drifts closer, blood oozing from fingernails and eyes. Invasively a bark covered hand would reach out, moving to assault the tail of the kitsune in a hold, the other moving towards the underside of Sayuri's neck.

"Khiii.. Of what is having here?"

A tone familiar through chittering wooden teeth.
(Reveler)
[21:09] The work weary fox timidly entered into that damp place, the life and air of the sun’s day all at once extinguished within a moment by that sub-subterranean feature. A shallow breath was swallowed, boding back the unfamiliar horrors associated with that place as she so dared to delve.

Dared indeed, as for the first, she’d not be alone.

Cautious golden eyes swept back and forth to the extent her flames allowed, only just beating back that darkness, yet there remained a sole portion that refused to bend to those flames, that horrifying figure met with baited breath by the fox as her entire form buzzed with adrenaline. The kitsune’s brown furrowed, her stare isolated amidst that place against the sole figure before her, yet in that discovery of the unknown something horrifyingly familiar came up.

“W-what do you want, if it’s coi-” Those words gripped at the truest essence of the kitsune’s core, familiar, yet so devilishly twisted as she was accosted. Uneasy backwardssteps only just fended off that languid pursuit. “H-hey . . . you . . . I . . I know you. W-what are you doing in here?”
(Sayuri Ru)
[21:15] Poisonious spores breathe through the air, almost carnivorous. They drain energy, feed off it around the Dryad, and for the briefest moment before she backstepped, there was a drain of something else, as if trying to take the most precious pieces of someone away from them. The chittering grew louder for but a second until she spoke. The figure pauses.

Hazel eyes looked up towards the Kitsune. Before the eyes had been half-lidded but with the hearing of Sayuri's voice there was a shrinking of his pupils, a dilating of his eyes. They vibrated back and forth, just staring at her. He stands up straight, stepping closer to her yet again, but the siphoning feeling is gone. His hand moves, towards her shoulder slower this time.

"Khiii.. Is that of Sayuri? Has not of seen in years. Come, come closer. Let Reveler be seeing of face. Look at me." The words were inviting with a swaying of his hips as he moved. His very look was a mixture between something that should perhaps be feared and had to yet bare it's fangs.
(Reveler)
[21:28] Horror drove a red hot nail of fear into the very core of the vixen’s existence, shadow incarnate slinking forth from the very edges of known existence to terrify the once more living. Golden eyes quivered as pupils shot over that hooded figure, garbed as if within the penumbra of darkness itself. Her retreat was all but praised by the kitsune as survival swiftly became a number one concern for the kitsune. Hungry breaths sup from that cool, dank air, fueling a beating heart that ravaged the brunette’s chest as she hacked and wheezed at that toxic off gassing, only hardly able to avoid the full brunt of that draining aura as she withdrew.

Yet just as the fox had frozen in that initial encounter, so too did it seem out of her presence would that creature pause, if not only for a moment before he made once more for the kitsune, a haphazard advance that was met much as before, trembling hands exposing her palms as she backpedaled further, but a moment taken to evaluate the advanceof the cavern’s wall behind her. “H-he-”

At once was the fox subject to something truly awful, this familiar specter claimed much the same knowledge of that kitsune. A declaration that arrested the vixen’s respiration, breath trapped within a clenched throat as she stared back in fright. So inviting were those words, yet unnecessary were they for the fox who’s better sense refused to refrain from not staring upon that male. The woman’s expression twists into stark confusion as that name was muttered. “Reaveler . . . I . . .it’s dark, I . . .” Words trickle off as those flickering flames give rise to the male’s appearance, at once the brunette cast into the past as that face beget upon her a name, and a timid inquiry. “Conall?”
(Sayuri Ru)
[21:36] It became a game of cat and mouse. With every step taken aback, another was taken forwards, towards the Kitsune. Eyes started to be seen appearing in the flickers of shadow as his hand moves upwards. The ends of his fingers are alit by flames, allowing him to see in the dark as he drew closer and closer and she drew away. The ends of his mouth curl into a hungry cruel smile.

"Saaaaaaaaayuuuuri." The word is almost sung as the air held it's malice. Where her heart beat fast, he couldn't feel his own, only appearing more and more threatening with each additional moment. The shadows surrounded him until..

At once he speeds up. His feet carry him in an almost flighty manner across the cave floors, aiming to close the distance between the two. His hands lunged towards hers, yet if they made contact it would not harm her, merely take them in it's grip.

Whether he grabbed her or didn't surely it would be enough for her to now fully see his face. It looked surprisingly youthful despite age, almost handsome despite the rest of his fearsome visage.

"Is of Reveler now, not Conall.. But do not be of running."
(Reveler)
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(Reveler)
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(Sayuri Ru)
[21:50] Golden pools were so lost adrift that sea of inky darkness the duo were plunged within, stuck against that dark form incarnate as she stared on. Like nails against chalkboard was that voice as he spoke out against the woman once more, identifying her beyond a shadow of a doubt. The woman’s heart rose up into a pulsating obstruction caught within her throat, lips parting only for some awful, choked sound to come forth, neither word nor cry as she failed in full to respond.

Yet neither was the woman prepared for that advancing charge, the plunging hands that dip forth stealing at the kitsune’s wrists before she may even so much as jolt backwards from that attacker. A wavering whimper filled the air about the brunette, echoing within that enclosed space. Her bindings were tested as the kitsune struggled pulling back as those dainty hands curled into even smaller fists.

Yet as she glared back she was forced to stare upon that long lost face, that familiar visage lost to timeitself as she was taken back to those distant memories, warped by his current ‘incarnation’, so untouched by time, yet so fully corrupted, tainted by the darkness that now claimed him. A shrill gasp filled out the damp air between the two as she pleaded. “R-reveler . . . Reveler . . a-alright. . .” The fox managed between heaving chests, as her trembling form was only just maintained under that binding hold. “W-what . . what do you want, Reveler? C-coin? I-It’s yours, n-nothing material is worth dying over.”
(Sayuri Ru)
[21:56] The hold would now let the light the light of his fingertips flicker out. Instead he would remain illuminated only by the Kitsune's light. His breathe moved past bark covered lips as his hands held her wrists. Slowly they moved up now, over the fabric covering her arms and stopping at her shoulders. His touch on her skin as maintained as he leaned closer.

His teeth are brought against his lower lip before his mouth comes near her ear. While Sayuri whimpered, Reveler only seemed comfortable with her in his grasp, hands invasively doing as he desired. Yet they merely rested on her skin, still not yet doing any harm. In fact, there was something else. One hand almost tenderly would move over her cheek, fingers brushing against her skin.

She spoke of coin. She spoke of material. Yet his next words did not address that at all. Instead, his tone takes an almost sultry quality as he whispers.

"Is of knowing where Ixcuiname is. Will Sayuri follow to her?"
(Reveler)
[22:06] Ensnared as she was within that restraining grapple the fox tugged meekly at those living shackles, teeth bearing into a distant grit as her pleas filled out that dark space. Yet as she begged that shadow form leaned forth, further intruding upon what little space existed between what was viewed only as night and day.

Again was the kitsune introduced to the horrifying visage of that male, wicked, jagged teeth exposed as she peered back. Yet as his hand withdrew from her own to slide so gently against the vixen’s cheek she pulled back further, turning away from the man. A shallow breath prepared to make mention of her barter once more before his truer intent was revealed.

Ixcuiname.

She’d survived.

And Conall was all the more aware.

The fox shuddered, writhing under that bind as she spoke back. “Ixcuiname holds not interest within me . . . Reveler . . . I offered the woman my all, pleaded with her to take it, to accept me, yet she chose a new path . .. The last we spoke was . . . honestly, the last I anticipated to speak with her. But she . . . she endured . . . did she? Escape from her cell . . . ?”
(Sayuri Ru)
[22:12] "Khiii-hi-hi.."

His cackle was short, hearing her words. Instead of being deterred from Sayuri, there was something else. As if what she spoke had taken even more of his attention. Pupils shrunk further into almost tiny dots. Yet.. She looks away.

"Look at me." The voice was commanding and the spores began their poisonous field again. His hand moved to her cheek, and though once tender it grew forceful, trying to force her to look at him instead of allowing her to turn away. The malice in that moment had grown thicker in the air.

"Will not be of asking to do so again."

As if a punishment, he moved closer, the hand not on her cheek moving around her back to grasp her in a vile hug. An elonged fingernail would trace her back.

"Is of fine that Ixcuiname is not of holding interest for Sayuri. Because Reveler is wanting her to do something for him. Something that would be of more difficult if were taken to Ixcuiname, is of sure..

Sayuri.. Where has been of staying?"
(Reveler)
[22:30] Yet even as that captor squirmed and writhed was she truly bound within those living chains, fight stolen away as that male’s advance was forced upon her. As that suffocating aura of spores lashed out once more against that woman to ravage her existence. That forceful adjustment of her gaze begrudgingly allowed as mouthfuls of those potent spores tormented her lungs, eyes watering as she wheezed.

Sayuri complied as she was drawn so much closer against that creature of the night, that driving nail that descends her spine sending offshoots of torment along her torso. That edge more akin to a swords point than the clawed talon that probed through that fabric. A tormented shiver ran through the fox as sandals slip against the cavern’s loamy floor, ever attempting to find purchase upon which to stabilize her compromised position.

Golden eyes peer into those constrained pupils that stared so harrowingly back at her as those teeth lined lips curl as that message was delivered; his acceptance that Ixcuiname cared little for that ‘mate’, before turning statement into question. Sayuri tugged again, yet held that defiant gaze back. “I am without shelter – at least, of private terms. After Ghenna proved too hostile to linger within, I fled north, stumbling upon a shrine where I found bed and lodge out of charity. Yet upon that shrine’s destruction I was set tumbling adrift once more. Summer Waters is where I currently seek to settle . . . my . . . my presence here terms of just that, seeking stone upon which to construct foundation. . .”

That question answered, it was Sayuri’s turn to probe her captor, golden orbs dimmed within that cavern’s darkness as naught by the flames that danced about her form. “What is it you request? I’ve naught in the ways of much . . .”
(Sayuri Ru)
[22:38] There is a pause as he listens to her, first the wheezing caused by his spores, then her words. The nail upon her skin retracts ever so slightly as he steps back. The hands move back to her hands as if attempting to hold them, an intimidating dance with the Dryad. The chittering sound increases once before losing it's noise.

"Request is of something simple.

Reveler is of wanting Sayuri to tell all information is of having, and will have on Summer Waters to Reveler. Is not of town that Reveler is of having much information on. Is of wanting more. Who is leader, who are of fighters, and of other things.

Is always of use to be having information on others. And Sayuri will be of telling Reveler as much as is of wanting to know. Is of understood?"

She tugs. He allows it. His eyes however remained on hers. He seemed fine with her actions, as long as her attention and gaze was on him.
(Reveler)
[22:59] The fox is manhandled as grasp shifts about her form, collecting those wrists as she’s subject to her so requested answer. A low wheeze caught in the woman’s chest as that sparsely earned space awards her the first untainted breath as she fought through that miasma to focus in upon those words, that request before all at once is she expelled.

Freed, if only from those physical constraints is the woman as she stumbles backwards shivering hands coming to grab at her wrists as she rubs at those pained points. Golden eyes falling back upon that figure as she was interrogated.

“I’ve naught but a single night’s conference with the settlement’s leader. Maiya, is the woman’s name, a little older than I, ookami, if the ears betray her linage. They are neutral, as I understand, but hold some sparse alliance with Huangzong, or at least some understanding; when I inquired about the nature of that pact, be it defensive of otherwise, I was brushed aside. I hold not good sense of the community’s members, much less those who claim their ranks as protectors – but they are a fresh settlement as I understand it. At least, fresh to me, who’ve been so indolent as of late. . .”

“They hold freedom towards religious beliefs, and hold a loose sense of law that revolves around the victim’s existence and attempts to enforce it as such, unlike that of Ghenna where strength rules. . . Similarly, I asked of stances on necromancy, of chaos, and of order and was met without response; but the alert raised when the discovery of a demon near their borders were made leave me to believe they tolerate not their presence.”

“They charge in resources as opposed to coin in terms of founding property, a fact that leads me to believe they are poor in such fronts. Similarly, I’ve not been made aware the presence of crafters outside that of food merchants and vendors within the vicinity. But this . . . this is all an impression from my night’s stay within their common bunkwithin the guard tower.”
(Sayuri Ru)
[23:05] Sayuri speaks. Reveler remains quiet. Those jagged wooden teeth drag against one another, the chittering noise occasionally heard as the information was disclosed. Finally he slowly bobs his head. The hands on Sayuri's wrists are released, and instead his hands rest by his side.

"Is of good informant. Be of telling how many warriors are of in settlement. Or of how many were of seeing. Is of needing idea for it. Is also of finding strange that are of having resources instead of coin..

Sayuri will be of returning to Summer Water. Will be of gaining more information. And then, will be of going to Mercy in two moons. Is of settlement with church and watch tower to north, near caves. Will be of giving Reveler more information there.

In return? Sayuri will not be of harmed. Reveler is not of needing coins or metal. All that is of needing is information.

Will not be of telling that was of seeing Reveler here. Will not be of speaking to any about mercy. Is of fair deal, yes?"
(Reveler)
[23:19] As those hands were released the fox hesitates not to sample her newfound freedoms, recoiling as thin fingers rubbed at those wrists, squeezing and massaging that sharp pain that had crept up within that momentary confinement. Jagged gasps slip out from between parted lips as she stares back upon that darkened figure. A moment’s consideration taken as those further questions and commands were muttered.

“There were . . . twelve or so faces that stumbled through their boundaries upon that first night I spent. Which of those remained visitors and residents, I do not know, for I could not divine in my ignorance one from the other.”

“Mercy . . . to the north . . . church and tower. . . Two moons from now.” The brunette parrots, her gaze lowering. “An exchange of information for a life. . .”
(Sayuri Ru)
[23:24] A hand reached out, but where as in the past they had almost threatened to do harm, now it would gently and briskly move atop the Fox's ears, a slight pet. Afterwords, his hand retracts, and he steps forwards, only to move past her.

"IS of good number, twelve..

And has memorized instructions well too. Will be of expecting Sayuri to be of keeping up end of bargin. Will not be of entertained if is not of doing so.

Sayuri has become of valuable to Reveler. Will not come to harm from him if is of valuable."

His steps carry him back towards the darkness, a blue fox of fire giving light to the cave once more.

"Will be of off now. Has gained more then was expecting from talk. Do not be of late Sayuri.. Byeeeeeeee."
(Reveler)
[23:29] Sayuri peers into the darkness of that cave as that nightmarish figure passes by, words echoing, haunting the brunette as they were spoken. Demanding, demeaning, and extorting that vixen’s cooperation as she was left peering into the pale flesh upon the palms of her hands. A light shiver striking the woman as that figure slips into the distance, uncontested by the vixen as he made to depart, leaving naught but the chilled dread in his absence.
(Sayuri Ru)