[ Closed ]

[gentilitea]

Who: Rin Okumura & Jakob
Where: Henir’s Temple
When: July 28 (December 28)
What: Just some good old-fashioned shinki bonding
Warnings: None; will update if necessary

[ It’s not as if he needs a lot of time to adjust to the place—despite all the changes that have happened in his absence it appears that this temple is as confusing and mutable as ever. The only difference is that it holds a few more occupants than what he’s used to, but that’s fine. It’s about time he starts paying more attention to the other shinki around these parts anyway, especially as he’s the only responsible adult on the premises…

So he does look a little surprised when he finds someone else in the kitchen so early that morning. ]

Ah, you would be Rin, correct? [ Poor thing, to share a name with one of Add’s more annoying inventions. ]

Comments

[hellskitchen]

You think? I thought the same thing. Like why would I be allowed into Heaven? Though it must not be so weird. I know of, at least, three other demons in the Far Shore. Though most of them are gods.

[ Does that count? Not too long ago there was even a boy his age who was filling in for Satan as a god.

Rin allows his tail to wrap around his stomach, so he can properly hide it under his shirt again.]

Well, if it helps. I don't bite.

[gentilitea]

I suppose it doesn’t matter. In a strange way, your demonic nature probably suits Add’s tastes quite well.

[ He recalls that, a long time ago, he’d once stumbled into a strange place ostensibly from Add’s past, and shudders. ]

Though he operates under the cold and practical auspices of modern science, I fear that he has a certain sense of…superstition, or rather a sense for the morbid, or somesuch.

[ Not a fun thing to talk about at this early hour, come to think of it. ]