[[Yeah, Mission, I got dis
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✿xxxxxŦαkαħαşħ𝔦 Ħ𝔦𝖒𝔦kσ [and Hanyo heart ]xxxxx✿
£σcαʈ𝔦σŋ: Outside
Åcʈ𝔦σŋ: Attempting to survive
Yʊkαʈα Ċσ𝔩σѓ: See picture
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Himiko's grip on her sword faltered. Hanyo's predatory gaze cut into her soul and nearly made her lose all hope. But Isshu was there to help, and even though there was a mass of flaming oni bearing down on them, she knew that she could do
something to help her lover. She just decided to trust her feelings and instinct and to hell with all the rest of it.
So she ran straight forward. Lacking the bodily strength to perform truly amazing feats of acrobatics, she created a series of barriers high enough for her to leap up in wide strides. As she came up about seven feet off the ground, the first of the oni storming across the land-bridge swiped a flaming claw at her. Devoting herself to her instincts, the young woman leaped headfirst and swiped the sword, slicing the better part of the oni's face off. Some trick of momentum kept her feet going until she had completed a full flip and landed on the next one's face. She jumped, reaching out with her palm. A blast of white spiritual energy leapt from her palm and exploded into the oni with enough force to rocket her another ten yards onto the shoulders of an oni a bit farther back. Her footing slipped, and she would have fallen if the oni hadn't begun to crumple under the fact that it had already been shot in the head. Using its momentum Himiko ran up the arm of the one behind it, lopped its head off in passing, jumped over the final one as this one was also shot in the head and sailed through the air.
Of course, a passing creature aptly named Panic couldn't resist the urge to meddle with a young woman flying through the air in a foreign land doing completely outlandish, barbaric, and unladylike things such as swordplay. It passed right through her and she screamed in doubt and agony, turning her mind completely over to instinct as she collided with Hanyo.
Which was probably for the best. If she had been in her right mind, her own inhibitions would have prevented her from really striking at Hanyo and have been her ultimate demise. But as the young, fearful woman was surpressed by actual fear of death, with quick, certain motions she pinned the succubus in her two seconds of surprise, leaned down, and kissed her passionately on the mouth, forcing the pure, innocent energy through her and down Hanyo's throat.
The effect was... interesting. It culled the blood frenzy in a wash of passionate heat, and the battle around the two lovers seemed to pause for an eternity as they kissed. Sound became muted and nothing moved except the two of them. Event the rain seemed stilled.
With a rush everything resumed pace. Himiko stood and helped Hanyo up, and more words than could be spoken passed through that touch. Standing back to back, they both breathed in and sighed as one, then met the outstanding wave together.
[now I feel like i'm writing porn.]
[I also hope that the people taking a hiatus return soonish!]
[I also also hope y'all liked the post. I had lots of fun writing it at 4:30am]
[I also also also need to go to bed. But i love all yalls]