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If there was one thing not to be counted on in this world of kitsusagi... it was solitude. Especially when it concerned a particular pair of Nobodies that were darting through the deep woods. The half-grown silver haired kit and her odd looking little friend with the pearly fur and red-to-gold stripes both seemed to have a knack for finding and bothering people who didn't like being bothered. The fact that they were not supposed to be this far out in the woods also did nothing to hamper the actions of either; they were both, in their own peculiar ways, virtually impossible to hurt by normal means and so "it's too dangerous" didn't register with them. At all.

The smaller of the two, the pearly one was quite literally slithering across the ground with more speed than he should have a right to, what appeared to be a small water pistol clamped between his zippered jaws. The silver haired kit zipped along after him, floating some few feet above the ground. "Shoom! Give back my water gun!" The slithery Duskitsu cackled around his prize in his leaky-tire voice and simply went faster.

At least up until the point he nearly ran into Setsu, at which point he abruptly pulled up short, dropped said prize, and then raised himself so that his head was at eye level with her... though he didn't seem to have eyes, or a nose even, with which to meet her gaze. Even stranger... his head and forepaws were on a level with her face, but his hind feet remained on the ground, the middle of his body stretched up thin like a piece of elastic.

"Shoom finds new friend!" he announced in his leaky tire voice just as Bryna darted around from behind him to reclaim her "weapon" from the ground. She clung to it like a long lost friend even as she peered up into Setsu's mismatched eyes. "Are you sure she's your friend? We just met her." Shoom returned to his normal shape to look at Bryna, which wasn't really a normal shape in the first place. "Shoom is friends with everyone! Friends just don't know it yet!"

...Setsu's day just a got lot more interesting. Whether she liked it or not.

Youthful in nature, yes, and quite curious. Both also had a disturbing lack of tact sometimes. Like now.

Shoom spotted a small katana strapped to Setsu's waist and stretched over to look at it. Finally she got far enough away that the stretch was uncomfortable and so his hind legs began to waddle along behind him as he continued his unwanted following.

Bryna watched Shoom for a few moments, apparently thinking about something. Odds are it had started with the situation and wound up somewhere completely different. Bryna was by no means "slow"... in fact she really thought too fast, questions, posture, everything shifting around and changing in lighting flashes. It was a good thing the girl wasn't really disposed toward violence the way some of her father's peers were.

Bryna floated after Setsu, and then in front of her. "I'm Bryna! You're pretty. Why do you have scaly tales?" Fortunately, lightning flashes or not, she had at some point learned to moderate the number of questions and comments she made at once.

Bryna blinked and opened her mouth to speak. Cue the Bryna logic. "Strangers? Stranger than what? You're not any stranger than some of the people I live with." She beamed then, pleased with her utterly incorrect interpretation of Setsu's statement. Not that she knew that at the moment... she was keeping her thoughts to herself so far.

But, where as Bryna tended to being annoying vocally... Shoom was far more annoying with his complete lack of the concept of "personal space". This lack of understanding decided to make itself known with admirably indiscrimant and very sudden action. Shoom zipped up off the ground and around Setsu's waste, leaky-tire cackle and all. "Shoom makes good belt!" And indeed... he had flattened himself into a belt shape, tails and legs forming utility loops and with his head in the place where the buckle should be.

Bryna flipped over to float upside down and poked Shoom in the nose. "He's a Nobody! Like me. But he's a different kind. He's called a Dusk. He's uh... stretchy. And fast."

As if to demonstrate just how stretchy and fast he was, Shoom made his neck quite suddenly paper thin, slipped out of Setsu's grasp, and oozed with lightning speed into her gray hoody. "Shoom found comfy spot!"

"Shoom doesn't want to be Wise. Shoom likes being Shoom! If Shoom will turn into Wise if Shoom moves, Shoom will stay here." Shoom logic was even worse than Bryna logic.

Bryna floated higher so she could spy Shoom over Setsu's shoulder. "Heeeey, no fair! I'm too big to fit in there with you any more!"

Setsu was probably praising whatever higher powers existed here for that little sliver of spared dignity.

Since Shoom was apparently going to be allowed to stay where he was, he burbled happily. Which was a decidedly bizarre noise considering his voice.

Bryna floated along beside Setsu, still upside down. "Location?... Like where we are? We're in the woods on the Mountain!" Setsu, of course, would not know the distinction of being on the Mountain yet. Bryna turned and pointed off just about the direction that they'd arrived from. "And if you go down the Mountain and on across the land below, you get to where the Realm is! My house is close to Realm, but it's sorta between Realm and Mountain." She finally flipped right side up and looked at Setsu once more curiously. "There's people at my house that come from other-worlds, and they've got horns and scales and neat clothes. Well, they don't all have all of those... but all together they do! Are you from an other-world?" She looked confused for a moment. "What's your name?

Shoom gave a squeel of surprise and reached out to swat back at the tail, but there was the distinct sound of a zipper closing even as he did so. There was also a shift in weight as he poked his head out of the hoody and then stretched his paw down to poke at one of the tails, not knowing which one was the offending appendage.

Bryna assumed a position of floating on her back as though she were in a pool. "Valefor and Ifrit come from the same world... I was told there's lots of kitsus around from their world, but I've never met any but them. Lotsa people from my dad's world are here, but I've only seen three of 'em aside from him, and I didn't really get to talk to them." Being from a Before was something Bryna like to talk about and find out about. Her dad = awesome, her dad had a Before, therefore Befores = awesome, and they were worth finding out about. But, there was one thing Bryna had that was awesome that her dad didn't. She floated a little farther forward so Setsu could see her and wiggled her arms. "I've got arm socks!" She beamed, obviously quite proud of the fact.