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- Apr 18, 2017
His defiance had been purely accidental. If it hadn't been, he would have made it proudly. Sharp amythest eyes would have turned up to stare into deep green pools. In true fashion of that undeserved pride that tended to swell in him, defiance was something he offered in just as calculated a manner as anything else when it was a purposeful act. But because it wasn't, he didnt look up.
Adding to the insult by raising himself to meet the Fox's gaze wasn't an act that even began to form in his mind at that moment. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was the conditioning set by the dominant creature currently standing over the lesser. In a way, it had to do with pride no matter what. And either way, his body language spoke more than further words would have in that instance.
At least, it would have were Kurama able to catch it while staring the imp down.
"Of course," he commented back smoothly, hid tone much softer in return for how he'd spoken the last word. He wouldn't waste anyone's time apologizing or attempting to explain himself. There were much more pressing matters at hand. Should he be given the chance to do so later he would happily take it up. Not that he would expect to be treated with any leniency once he did.
Cooryn had explained in a messy, jumbled way. And while she had hit what he would consider the main points of the situation, the utter lack in any proper description of those main points even left him puzzling what she was attempting to say and put it together. And he had been the one experiencing it. He had no more want than to offer a well put together translation of her babbling. If only to be sure what had happened was breathed into the air concisely.
In all honesty, clearing the air made things no less devastating; nor less dangerous. And a fresh rage brewed in him that sent a new shiver down his spine as heated purple hues landed on the imp all over again. He knew he should have more worry for his own condition at the moment. But the only thing he kept coming to when attempting to weave his way down that road was how much more vulnerable the other children of the temple were compared to him.
"Forgive me," he offered lightly, purely in the form of manners that came with a somewhat regal need to keep a calm that had been instilled in him long before he'd ever found this place. This calm however, was one he needed to force over himself. He, of course, wasn't asking for actual forgiveness of his previous action. The other feeling that was bubbling up in him as he attempted to keep himself focused as not to allow himself to continue weaving, was one that had absolutely mortified him the first time he'd acted on it in any significant way.
Kurama had been there for that experience. It had occurred during what could be technically called Keichi's first lesson under the fox's tutelage. The difference was that he doubted he'd be nearly as devastated now as he had been then; even with the object of an overprotective rage being an odd form of sister to him. And honestly, that was why he felt the need to interject the calming words. It worried him that he could even begin to think like that.
"I simply feel as though there needs to be some clarification here."
Large amythest eyes closed as he pictured both the sense of what had happened and the words that would properly depict it. He was certain the adults would understand that he would need to take certain liberties in a need to explain something that lacked proper words other than what could only be described as metaphor and simile. And cooryn was bound ro understand cinsidering she had experienced it herself. So he didn't explain that concept either.
He also didn't pause for approval or the lack thereof. He'd already been given as much. So he simply explained to the best of his ability.
"In order to keep Cooryn from invading my mind I... erected a barrier." The short pause was needed to find the right words already. But as he continued they began to flow more fluidly despite how carefully he continued to pick them out.
"I assume that as she was unable to mount a direct assault, that is why she sought out my memories. I hadn't thought to hide them away, and I have no doubt they were enticing to the curious onlooker. When I realized what she was after however I.... strengthened my defense..." He didn't suppose he had the words to describe how he was able to do as much.
The boy was good at pulling back and hiding behind a wall of unassuming non-chalance. In all fairness he could only guess that what felt like a purely awkward struggle had been a proper fighting response he'd drummed up on some sort of instinct. The conscious thought to do such a thing hadn't struck him. Getting away and keeping her from invading his mind had. And he couldn't help but feel a sharp mind had it's own wave of defenses that might trigger in order to keep out an invasion. Perhaps like an immune response. Though without the immunity, one would have a very hard time keeping themselves safe. That could explain why the simpler minds of the other children could be invaded so easily. As well as his own when it hadn't been prepared for the onslaught in the first place earlier.
He shook his head lightly, pulling himself from the dazed, thoughtful expression that had crossed his face and refocused on the explanation he'd paused upon getting carried away with rationalizing the situation. "She was referring to such thoughts when she said she just needed to see. I won't go so far as to assume that is how she obtains the connection on a usual basis. However, In that moment I also understood that would be all she needed to gain a hold on me."
He paused again, slightly distracted by the action the girl took as she finally crumbled under the sharp gaze he had planted on her so heavily. It was most likely she couldn't stand it anymore with the horrible guilt she was feeling if the look on her face were any reflection. She curled closer into to herself. She quite suddenly looked insanely young as she did so.
Her ankles crossed as she drew her knees up to her chest. She'd lifted her hands and wrapped her long fingers around those long, pointy ears of hers and tugged them down to pet at them with the need to self comfort in order to come back to herself, still listening just as intently as Keichi clearly spoke the words she hadn't had.
Her head dipped and she rested her face against her thighs behind those knees to avoid the stare she couldn't stand to look back at any more. And her small wings lifted and curled over the top of her stopping head to allow her to sink into herself fully. His explication was calming in a way, giving her an understanding of her own actions she couldn't begin to guess how he understood. At the same time though, it pulled a shame through her that made her want to simply disappear. With her mind reeling however, she wasn't acting on that want. At least not consciously. What came of it instead as she felt herself shrinking more and more as he continued, was an unconscious phase that made her an odd shade of slightly translucent without actually losing her shape in the interim.
Once Keichi was finished, it would most likely be her turn to talk again. And if not, it would be Kurama's. She wasn't sure which one of those scared her more at the moment.
"I don't want to do this anymore." The whispered words were spoken purely to herself; not exactly meant to be aloud.
He continued quickly as a scowl marred his face before he could correct it.
"I will assume that like me she didn't realize she had found another avenue to them. I have never thought much on the soul. Before coming here and having my mind truly opened, I focused purely on the practical. It has yet to come up otherwise. So I don't know if these same memories are stored sesperately or simply interwoven, however it is my understanding that she lacked the same understanding and didn't realize she had even changed her focus...."
He looked her over, covering a disgusted feeling with a mask a calm as he continued. "Without thought she continued forward. I..." He frowned. "I don't believe I have the capability to protect what she went after. It was fully visible and accessiblr to her, yet so far from my grasp I'm honestly not even sure how she made her way to it so quickly."
He wasn't sure how else to put this to better words. Perhaps if he were questioned he would be able to answer. But currently he had little else to add.
He did have to peel those large purple eyes away from the girl to land his own up on the emerald orbs above him. It was Keichi's way to be direct despite the need to hesitate for the slightest of moments before allowing himself the gesture. Whether the attention was returned or remained on the imp, he stared up into them anyway. "If you would grant me the request, Master Kurama...."
The pause only lasted a second longer in it's unsure nature than it needed to. It wasn't the best idea for him to make one given the disobedience he'd just shown. But the danger in this situation was enough cause for him to do so. He understood his Master would stop this if he deemed it too dangerous himself. But knowing anything had never stopped him from making an inquiry regardless.
"I also no longer wish to indulge in these sessions." Of course, that didn't mean he wouldn't were he told to continue despite this. Still, a shiver that originated from somewhere deep, deep inside of him wracked him heavily enough to need to steady himself with both hands on the ground at the thought of doing so.
He suddenly felt incredibly violated all over again. It was almost dizzying. And he could only hope the lingering reaction would sooth itself in short time; that he just needed a little longer to recover from the shock of the horrifying dread that had consumed him as he felt the greed of lithe, clawed fingers nearing his soul before he lost his grasp on any and everything.
He doubted he wouls ever have the words to describe that feeling. Or the haunting one that currently remained deeply embedded in his psyche.
--
"Really," he marveled lightly, tilting his head a bit and studying her as if that was the most interesting and unexpected answer she could have given.
This time when Yusuke lifted his face he was more careful. Chocolate eyes travelled up and to the side as he scratched at his chin. "That's too bad. Guess we got a while still." The innocent look was pulled off poorly, but the curious lilt in his tone perfected it. Probably because it actually was as thoughtful as it sounded.
He'd certainly recovered quickly all of a sudden.
Once again he shined a smile on her. This one was more soft than cheery. There was a spark in those almond colored eyes that promised an understanding he had no words to convey as he relaxed and kicked at the water lightly once again. "Might as well tell me what else," he offered far too smoothly for the man who was usually so comfortably uncouth.
Adding to the insult by raising himself to meet the Fox's gaze wasn't an act that even began to form in his mind at that moment. Maybe it was guilt. Maybe it was the conditioning set by the dominant creature currently standing over the lesser. In a way, it had to do with pride no matter what. And either way, his body language spoke more than further words would have in that instance.
At least, it would have were Kurama able to catch it while staring the imp down.
"Of course," he commented back smoothly, hid tone much softer in return for how he'd spoken the last word. He wouldn't waste anyone's time apologizing or attempting to explain himself. There were much more pressing matters at hand. Should he be given the chance to do so later he would happily take it up. Not that he would expect to be treated with any leniency once he did.
Cooryn had explained in a messy, jumbled way. And while she had hit what he would consider the main points of the situation, the utter lack in any proper description of those main points even left him puzzling what she was attempting to say and put it together. And he had been the one experiencing it. He had no more want than to offer a well put together translation of her babbling. If only to be sure what had happened was breathed into the air concisely.
In all honesty, clearing the air made things no less devastating; nor less dangerous. And a fresh rage brewed in him that sent a new shiver down his spine as heated purple hues landed on the imp all over again. He knew he should have more worry for his own condition at the moment. But the only thing he kept coming to when attempting to weave his way down that road was how much more vulnerable the other children of the temple were compared to him.
"Forgive me," he offered lightly, purely in the form of manners that came with a somewhat regal need to keep a calm that had been instilled in him long before he'd ever found this place. This calm however, was one he needed to force over himself. He, of course, wasn't asking for actual forgiveness of his previous action. The other feeling that was bubbling up in him as he attempted to keep himself focused as not to allow himself to continue weaving, was one that had absolutely mortified him the first time he'd acted on it in any significant way.
Kurama had been there for that experience. It had occurred during what could be technically called Keichi's first lesson under the fox's tutelage. The difference was that he doubted he'd be nearly as devastated now as he had been then; even with the object of an overprotective rage being an odd form of sister to him. And honestly, that was why he felt the need to interject the calming words. It worried him that he could even begin to think like that.
"I simply feel as though there needs to be some clarification here."
Large amythest eyes closed as he pictured both the sense of what had happened and the words that would properly depict it. He was certain the adults would understand that he would need to take certain liberties in a need to explain something that lacked proper words other than what could only be described as metaphor and simile. And cooryn was bound ro understand cinsidering she had experienced it herself. So he didn't explain that concept either.
He also didn't pause for approval or the lack thereof. He'd already been given as much. So he simply explained to the best of his ability.
"In order to keep Cooryn from invading my mind I... erected a barrier." The short pause was needed to find the right words already. But as he continued they began to flow more fluidly despite how carefully he continued to pick them out.
"I assume that as she was unable to mount a direct assault, that is why she sought out my memories. I hadn't thought to hide them away, and I have no doubt they were enticing to the curious onlooker. When I realized what she was after however I.... strengthened my defense..." He didn't suppose he had the words to describe how he was able to do as much.
The boy was good at pulling back and hiding behind a wall of unassuming non-chalance. In all fairness he could only guess that what felt like a purely awkward struggle had been a proper fighting response he'd drummed up on some sort of instinct. The conscious thought to do such a thing hadn't struck him. Getting away and keeping her from invading his mind had. And he couldn't help but feel a sharp mind had it's own wave of defenses that might trigger in order to keep out an invasion. Perhaps like an immune response. Though without the immunity, one would have a very hard time keeping themselves safe. That could explain why the simpler minds of the other children could be invaded so easily. As well as his own when it hadn't been prepared for the onslaught in the first place earlier.
He shook his head lightly, pulling himself from the dazed, thoughtful expression that had crossed his face and refocused on the explanation he'd paused upon getting carried away with rationalizing the situation. "She was referring to such thoughts when she said she just needed to see. I won't go so far as to assume that is how she obtains the connection on a usual basis. However, In that moment I also understood that would be all she needed to gain a hold on me."
He paused again, slightly distracted by the action the girl took as she finally crumbled under the sharp gaze he had planted on her so heavily. It was most likely she couldn't stand it anymore with the horrible guilt she was feeling if the look on her face were any reflection. She curled closer into to herself. She quite suddenly looked insanely young as she did so.
Her ankles crossed as she drew her knees up to her chest. She'd lifted her hands and wrapped her long fingers around those long, pointy ears of hers and tugged them down to pet at them with the need to self comfort in order to come back to herself, still listening just as intently as Keichi clearly spoke the words she hadn't had.
Her head dipped and she rested her face against her thighs behind those knees to avoid the stare she couldn't stand to look back at any more. And her small wings lifted and curled over the top of her stopping head to allow her to sink into herself fully. His explication was calming in a way, giving her an understanding of her own actions she couldn't begin to guess how he understood. At the same time though, it pulled a shame through her that made her want to simply disappear. With her mind reeling however, she wasn't acting on that want. At least not consciously. What came of it instead as she felt herself shrinking more and more as he continued, was an unconscious phase that made her an odd shade of slightly translucent without actually losing her shape in the interim.
Once Keichi was finished, it would most likely be her turn to talk again. And if not, it would be Kurama's. She wasn't sure which one of those scared her more at the moment.
"I don't want to do this anymore." The whispered words were spoken purely to herself; not exactly meant to be aloud.
He continued quickly as a scowl marred his face before he could correct it.
"I will assume that like me she didn't realize she had found another avenue to them. I have never thought much on the soul. Before coming here and having my mind truly opened, I focused purely on the practical. It has yet to come up otherwise. So I don't know if these same memories are stored sesperately or simply interwoven, however it is my understanding that she lacked the same understanding and didn't realize she had even changed her focus...."
He looked her over, covering a disgusted feeling with a mask a calm as he continued. "Without thought she continued forward. I..." He frowned. "I don't believe I have the capability to protect what she went after. It was fully visible and accessiblr to her, yet so far from my grasp I'm honestly not even sure how she made her way to it so quickly."
He wasn't sure how else to put this to better words. Perhaps if he were questioned he would be able to answer. But currently he had little else to add.
He did have to peel those large purple eyes away from the girl to land his own up on the emerald orbs above him. It was Keichi's way to be direct despite the need to hesitate for the slightest of moments before allowing himself the gesture. Whether the attention was returned or remained on the imp, he stared up into them anyway. "If you would grant me the request, Master Kurama...."
The pause only lasted a second longer in it's unsure nature than it needed to. It wasn't the best idea for him to make one given the disobedience he'd just shown. But the danger in this situation was enough cause for him to do so. He understood his Master would stop this if he deemed it too dangerous himself. But knowing anything had never stopped him from making an inquiry regardless.
"I also no longer wish to indulge in these sessions." Of course, that didn't mean he wouldn't were he told to continue despite this. Still, a shiver that originated from somewhere deep, deep inside of him wracked him heavily enough to need to steady himself with both hands on the ground at the thought of doing so.
He suddenly felt incredibly violated all over again. It was almost dizzying. And he could only hope the lingering reaction would sooth itself in short time; that he just needed a little longer to recover from the shock of the horrifying dread that had consumed him as he felt the greed of lithe, clawed fingers nearing his soul before he lost his grasp on any and everything.
He doubted he wouls ever have the words to describe that feeling. Or the haunting one that currently remained deeply embedded in his psyche.
--
"Really," he marveled lightly, tilting his head a bit and studying her as if that was the most interesting and unexpected answer she could have given.
This time when Yusuke lifted his face he was more careful. Chocolate eyes travelled up and to the side as he scratched at his chin. "That's too bad. Guess we got a while still." The innocent look was pulled off poorly, but the curious lilt in his tone perfected it. Probably because it actually was as thoughtful as it sounded.
He'd certainly recovered quickly all of a sudden.
Once again he shined a smile on her. This one was more soft than cheery. There was a spark in those almond colored eyes that promised an understanding he had no words to convey as he relaxed and kicked at the water lightly once again. "Might as well tell me what else," he offered far too smoothly for the man who was usually so comfortably uncouth.
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