There are many lost souls wandering this place, and yet I have seen no graves. Have the deceased here been given their final rites?
[The watches are... strange. She isn't certain she likes them. But even she can't deny their usefulness when she has a vested interest in a question for the city at large...]
action;
[Her body being what it is, she doesn't need to sleep. Or eat. Or even breathe, honestly, though she makes a show of it around others for the sake of their comfort and pretending to be an ordinary, living human.
(Perhaps things haven't changed between her life and her walking death, ultimately.)
So night falls, and the people of Ruby City retreat to their homes and their beds, and Kikyo... wanders, as lost souls do. Her soul collectors follow loyally at her heels, and perhaps you might catch the light of one as it passes your window, attempting to wrestle one of the unsettled ghosts haunting the streets into submission. But the spirits here are old, and well entrenched in their miserable state of limbo.
It's pitiable, really. And potentially a problem if she finds herself without the spirit energy to move her imitation body. But far be it for something like that to stop her from turning her attention to the park and the forest beyond it.
If the soul collectors didn't catch your attention, then the light show coming from the city's east might, as she hunts the more dangerous creatures that lurk in the underbrush. Though she is but one woman, and even expert marksmen can risk being overwhelmed...]
Kikyo | Inuyasha
There are many lost souls wandering this place, and yet I have seen no graves. Have the deceased here been given their final rites?
[The watches are... strange. She isn't certain she likes them. But even she can't deny their usefulness when she has a vested interest in a question for the city at large...]
action;
[Her body being what it is, she doesn't need to sleep. Or eat. Or even breathe, honestly, though she makes a show of it around others for the sake of their comfort and pretending to be an ordinary, living human.
(Perhaps things haven't changed between her life and her walking death, ultimately.)
So night falls, and the people of Ruby City retreat to their homes and their beds, and Kikyo... wanders, as lost souls do. Her soul collectors follow loyally at her heels, and perhaps you might catch the light of one as it passes your window, attempting to wrestle one of the unsettled ghosts haunting the streets into submission. But the spirits here are old, and well entrenched in their miserable state of limbo.
It's pitiable, really. And potentially a problem if she finds herself without the spirit energy to move her imitation body. But far be it for something like that to stop her from turning her attention to the park and the forest beyond it.
If the soul collectors didn't catch your attention, then the light show coming from the city's east might, as she hunts the more dangerous creatures that lurk in the underbrush. Though she is but one woman, and even expert marksmen can risk being overwhelmed...]