━ ❝ oh, look who we have here, ❞ came mischievous vocals, followed by a soft smile that stretched itself through sugary chasms. Raising aureate orbs from the book she had been casually reading, the petite girl added, rather whimsically━ ❝ I was starting to think you hadn’t survived that encounter with those idiot exorcists! ❞
ah,and yet, it was difficult to lay a finger on whether Road genuinely meant those words, due to how lightheartedly they were uttered, while she savoured a colorful lollipop. The mirth that was reflected upon her gaze, though, could be a good indicator that she meant no harm…not for the time being, at least.
━ ❝ do tell, do tell! do you have the innocence? was the battle exciting?❞
she inquired, curiousityandexcitement brimming past her dulcet tones as she stood from the velvety armchair where she rested and approached Iriya.
He would have to admit, he’s not in the best of moods today. Parasitic innocence is a pain and, more annoyingly, a mess to extract. The bandages on his arms are soaked in blood up to the elbow, and none of it is his own. He doesn’t like carrying the innocence around very long, though (he knows what it can do to humans), so he didn’t bother to wash off before returning to the Noah. The feeling of drying and crusting blood halfway up his arms isn’t one he enjoys, though, and the whole thing sours his outlook on the day.
Despite this, he grins back at Road. Even knowing that his relationship to all the Noah is dangerous and dubious at best, he likes her. Something about a cheerful and childlike exterior hiding a horrifying darkness is a familiar concept to him.
“Naturally.” He pulls out a vial, specially designed to contain the innocence while it’s in transport, and flicks it towards her in a quick motion. “I wouldn’t call it ‘exciting’…” Normally, he makes a point to avoid excitement. Excitement draws attention, and the last thing either of them wants is for the order to know about him. “… but if you’d like the story, I am happy to share.”
a soft chortle escaping past sugar-coated chasms, the petite girl was quick in her reflexes and caught the vitreous vial he had tossed within a dainty appendage. For something so abhorrent,she noted, it sure was beauteous in appearance.
emitting a soft, jade hue, that dimly illuminated tan features, the ninth hummed at the sight. ─ ❝ the Earl will be pleased! Could this one be the heart? ❞ came the inquiry, accompanied by a curious raise of navy brows and a simper. Ah, innocence … there were few things that she despised more than the essence of the fragment she held on her palms. To think that it had the power to cause harm to them, the disciples of Noah, it was enough to make her stomach toss and turn in a sickening manner.
she just couldn’t wait to see it turned to dust, really.
─ ❝ and well? I’m waiting, I’m sure he wasn’t an easy victim, judging by how you look. ❞
a flicker of a hand was made towards his direction, as though putting into evidence all of the ichor that stained the male’s figure. Thankfully, she realised upon further inspection, it didn’t seem to belong to him. Truth be told, it was not as though the femme cared too much about the boy before her, but he had proved himself to be a useful ally to their cause —
— and thus, until proven otherwise, Road Kamelot saw no reason to be hostile towards Iriya. In fact, the Noah behaved in a rather friendly, lax manner towards him — as it was notorious then, as she motioned him to sit on the ground by her side tapping the free space by a lonely fireplace, and eyeing him with sheer interest, waiting for an easy form of entertainment.
at least until the Earl arrived and she could get rid of the innocence she then carried on her person.
