Yorbia's plains show as nightly and moonlit. Rolling winds disperse through the greenery layering the jagged mountain pass on which no paths lie except for a certain one.
Only a bird with a keen eye would see the trailing path of bare feet engraved into mud.
*Huff~; *Huff. They're light-footed, doing a sequence of hops and skips towards the edge of a lanky diving board. This board is so springy, I might go flying… Oh well, that's the point anyways. Chucking themselves into a spiral as the board reaches its peak degree of tension under load, they're tossed upward with such height.
When I'm like this, it makes the lines disappear for a bit. Spinning so fast my brain can't comprehend anything… So fast that all I can do is become instinct to protect myself from that which I dole out like my daily bread. Death. Self-righting motions are semi-automatic, partially self-preserving. Testing otherwise.
Will I be taken today?
Their body is slack plus rigid, moving as if an articulated pendulum; bent at the waist in a folded 'V' shape, turning 90 degrees an innumerable number of times. Unfurling to plunge in; spear like. *Splish~ Merging with the water in a droplet's manner to go to the blue world.
I remember drowning somewhere like this. I can't remember how. Like the entirety of my life thus far has been a blank period… Seconds later. I can't breathe anymore. They move to resurface, and an odd thing occurs.
From the depths, it appears as though headlights are nearing surface level. No. That's the output from their glowing eyes. From outer rim to inner, every shade of blue is in them. Pupils, abyssally black, however.
I wasn't taken this time, maybe on the next dive.
Moonlight washes over with intensity which erases not only shadows but entities entirely. It's bright, so bright.
They emerge; water goes along their breast's erection on scenic paths, streaming down from between the thighs. Eyes glazed; they've gone to the inner world where no one can retrieve them. I shouldn't feel this pleasure, though my body cannot deny it at the sight of such crude things.
*Flash … In their head a flickering reel of images streams through like a flashbang.
Those pictures contain bodies. Dead not mutilated but precisely cut such that blood nor any bodily tissue is astray, exactly in alignment with an autopsy. Men, and women all sharing a common expression of relaxation.
They didn't see it coming. Didn't see me coming. No tears, though there is an out of place happiness cast on their lips. I'm glad to have given them a long rest.
~Splish. From the water comes first a handle, guard, then the section of steel rather known as a blade. For some reason, I know exactly what I must do with this thing. They single handedly sling it about as though it were a pen between fingers, rotating it through all planes. Disrupting the water only for a short while, forcing it into stillness by stopping the blade.
Into flesh.
Parting bone.
Closing the boundary.
Between living; between non-living.
I am the ferryman.
My name is… "Ryougi Shiki." In a raspy whisper.
Elsewhere… Inside of a luxury car, a limousine's spacious rear section lined with upholstered leather seats.
Satsuki's kimono flails about. "Kaname... Kaname! Pay attention to your mother. Your sister's been missing for over month. Have we gotten any updates from the Troupe?"
Kaname responds with a shrug.
"Tsk. All they can do is follow the trail of bodies she leaves behind. She's a Ryougi after all, traces aren't something we leave. Don't worry Mom, she always comes back asking for a favour or two."
Satsuki. "That's true. But she should not be left roaming outside unsupervised. My little girl is unwell and might be in danger."
Kaname side eyes Satsuki. "In danger? You must've forgotten about her 'Mystic Eyes of Death Perception' and the people she's killed for kicks along the way."
~Thud… Kaname's mother clocks him around the back of the head. "I won't tolerate you speaking ill of your sister, Kaname. She's not a Nen user like us, if she runs into one and I'm not around… I don't want to think about it."
Their journey continues in silence.