06-14-2012, 07:51 PM
A cloud of dust flew up as the insect landed, visible to Ai from between the trees through which she now darted swiftly. Frowning slightly, she cursed softly under her breath as she sped up now. While she lived a mobile lifestyle and material items were usually not to her liking, she greatly valued her weapons. Had that blasted insect crushed the inn- as she was sure it was more than capable of doing- and harmed her blades, she'd be sure to have it out for the revolting creature. Not that she wouldn't already, the image of the beetle itself already having drawn her disgust for it. "Foul piece of... filth doesn't deserve... the title... 'demon'," she whispered to herself between bounds, beginning to get riled up over her dislike of the insect.
Stopping just short of the edge of trees, Ai would grab ahold of a sturdy tree trunk to stop herself as the village came into her view. Most of it was rubble now, presumably from the crash-landing it seemed to have undergone. "That careless--" she spoke clearly now, but paused as something peculiar came into view. The beetle was scuttling blindly about the area, letting out agonized cries as if it were in some sort of hopeless situation. Just what is going on here? Leaping from the trees and into the clearing of rubble, still keeping a bit of distance between her and the insect, her eyes would narrow upon it. Something wasn't quite right. Was it injured? Her katana gone from her mind as her curiosity bubbled up, she would shake her head a bit at herself as she again leapt forward and bounded towards the enormous beast. "Need I be so reckless...?" Ai murmured to herself, disproving of her actions to get closer though she carried them out anyways.
While she had no doubt in mind that she could take on the beetle, the idea that something was off was nearly never a good sign. Not anymore, at least. A demon, no matter the strength, had to be particularly careful nowadays. With the abundance of jewel shards scattered about, the unbalanced power was soemthing she had tkaen to be wary of. She figured that she now had to observe situations before becoming involved, figure out a proper means of doing so, and only then-- "Forget it! That creature did take down that inn!" Approaching in a more forward way now, she would run right up to where the village lay in shambles, but yet again soemthing stopped her. Rather, what appeared to be a young boy.
Frozen in place as she stared up at the young boy- err, demon- stop the beetle's head, she let out a soft sigh. Speaking more to herself, though she was sure her question was audible, she asked, "Is that... your beetle?" Then shaking her head a little, she dismissed the thought as it was evident enough that it musn't be. He was treating it as if it were his own, personal play toy, and seemed to be having fun torturing it. However disturbed this seemed to appear at first, a slow grin spread across Ai's face. She wasn't fond of tormenting lesser demons typically, but insects? Well, they simply had it coming. "There's a nice cliff face over there that I reckon would be fun to ride it off into," she spoke up playfully, something about seeing a demon in kid form striking against her frsustration. Not only that, buts he could appreciate his work on the beetle.
Then turning her attention to finding her katana, she went about throwing bits of rubble up and into the air haphazardly to search for the precious blade. "The inn was around here, neh?" she whispered, moving quickly as she expected the villagers would be back soon. They would simply be trouble, even in her human form. Reminded of that again, she adjusted her kimono collar higher and closer around her neck, their ensured her search. Thankfully, her reckless rummaging brought results. Spotting the silver-entwined black sheath amongst some pieces of splintered wood, Ai would smile warmly and dive straight for it. There you are. Picking the katana up, she removed it from its sheath to look it over before giving an approving nod and attaching the sheath to her side with its twin. Then turning to face the child-demon again, she would watch him curiously to see what he did with the beetle.
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