Lumikki of Iceberg

"Mortals invent constellations yet they refuse to acknowledge the Darkness in between."

The sun was descending from the sky, it long had passed its highest point but was not yet in reach of the horizon. Lumikki has spent the day visiting her old friend, and some time after the fact to visit the shops just nearby. Now she took a moment to walk along the river, enjoying the presence of the water as she headed for the outskirts.

Lumikki walked along the path wearing a large, wide brimmed black hat that shielded her eyes from the sun. She couldn’t be blinded, but she didn’t enjoy the flare of it either. Paired with the hat was a flowy black dress with red accents. Her nails were also painted a color almost similar, while her hair was braided with bright red ribbons and tied up within a makeshift bun. Lumikki, with brown skin exposed, was in her human facade. Her Paradise Dawn mark somewhat in view.

Her stride was graceful, in her good mood there was a bounce in her step. One could say she was approachable even if she was somewhat hidden away within the shadows of her oversized hat.

   

"In the Darkness away from the false glamor of light, the truth stands unmasked and free."

Lumikki of Iceberg

"Mortals invent constellations yet they refuse to acknowledge the Darkness in between."

Admittedly, Lumikki was also hardly paying in mind. In her brisk walk, her head was in the clouds. Mulling over ideas for later days or responsibilities she didn’t want to tackle. But even in her stupor, she wasn’t entirely unaware. There were hardly anyone on a walk by the river, so as she saw the man far off into the distance, she made note of him.

At first she didn’t recognize him, it had been quite sometime since she saw him last. And even so, it was simply in passing. In a time long ago when Tamas was still among them. Her thoughts were swept away again in those nearly lost memories. Though she retained a lot about herself after her transformation to Demon, there were plenty pieces of her at risk of being lost in translation. Many habits, or memories, or quirks that could simply be washed away in order to make the new person that she was. Yet he heralded a deep sentiment within her, and it prompted her to reach out to him.

As the two were nearing the point of crossing paths, Lumikki would call over. Though she could not quite remember his name at first, it would be her World’s eye that reminded her. With a grin, she’d call his name. ”It’s been some time hasn’t it? I don’t blame ye if ya don’t remember me. I almost didn’t remember ye meself. I hope the travels have been kind to ye wander.” Her lips pulled back into a cheeky grin and she’d will the shadows around her face to dissipate, become more visible. Much of her likeness stayed the same from when she last saw him, save for her hair which she maintains in a pale white.

"In the Darkness away from the false glamor of light, the truth stands unmasked and free."

Lumikki of Iceberg

"Mortals invent constellations yet they refuse to acknowledge the Darkness in between."

She’d answer his remark with a pout and as he passed, a sigh would leave her lips. Halted in her steps, she wondered if it would be best bother him further. Of course, as she wasted the moment to ruminate on it, it seemed by chance or by second wind, the snake Daemon turned around. A look of assuredness on his face betrayed that he somewhat remembered her, but it would be his words that confirmed just who she was and it brought a bright and wide smile to her face.

”Aye, it is. What brings ye to the North again? Any interesting hints caught yer attention? Of course it is too soon to ask, isn’t it? Would ye mind if I’d join ya on a walk instead? Perhaps we could even wander the shops for a meal and some tea.” Lumikki brushed her hair and bangs from her face as she spoke, stepping toward him and heading in the direction he was.”That is of course, if ye have the time for it? But catching up makes a fine past time.”

"In the Darkness away from the false glamor of light, the truth stands unmasked and free."

Lumikki of Iceberg

"Mortals invent constellations yet they refuse to acknowledge the Darkness in between."

”Shame…” Lumikki pondered, his response was rather cut and dry and didn’t give way to anything he could of felt about the matter; and Lumikki’s own thoughts relished at the notion that not Abyssal Demon would easily make a life here. Their existence was not one for this realm, and she would see to that. But as amused as she was to hear it, she was also conflicted by the halt of his journey and progress. The Demoness herself was at a loss of what he could do, not very well knowing the potential means for others to ascend should they want to.

And sure enough, as she tried to maintain company for a little longer, the lonesome snake would turn it down on some implication of her busyness. As if he knew her schedule and time more than she did, or figure she was one to simply make empty offers. Lumikki overlooked the taken comment, its tone playful enough to ensure it didn’t linger in her mind for a second. But it was also bolstered by the innate notion that she was still her own person, and not inclined to the idea of acting otherwise.

”Yer an odd fellow, vexing with word indeed; but I would not claim to want to spend time with one if I couldn’t make do on it. Wouldn’t that be more of a waste of time than simply keeping silent and walking on? If I was busy lad, ye wouldn’t see me on the grounds at all, or leisurely walking along the side of the river. I could assure ya, this isn’t worth worrying over, but if ye don’t want me company,” Her face pulled back into a playful pout, part to diffuse the situation but also to be apparent in her lack of hostilities, ”Ye should just say so.”

"In the Darkness away from the false glamor of light, the truth stands unmasked and free."

Lumikki of Iceberg

"My eyes are open."

Lumikki’s cheery demeanor was diminishing in every turn. Perhaps he truly didn’t want her company, she pondered. The idea was not absurd. She was probably pestering him at this point and he, with every attempt, was trying to let her down kindly. Despite her being a Demon now, there are plenty of reasons of not wanting an interaction. And the man by any means, didn’t owe her a thing. Not even his time; and she’d come to accept it.

”Very well lad,” Her voice was tinged in sadness, but not enough to be notable. It teetered amid a more indifferent tone, the front she chose to put on. ”Suppose yer right in that I am busy. Perhaps I was being to kind as it were, or meddlesome more like. Enjoy the rest of yer day, and I’ll be off with mine.” As Lumikki spoke, the veil that hid her face mesh back into existence, obscuring her face one more before she was gave a nod and was off toward the direction of her previous passing. Sometime by the lake she enjoyed in the forests of the Outskirts would sooth her better. Plucking the strings of her harp to save her from plucking the threads in her mind.

Should Yujin allow it, Lumikki would be off on her way to enjoy the rest of her evening elsewhere and exit for the night.

"What they don't know won't hurt them... yet."