2nd Tail - Original Recipe Kitsune

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Kira could be thankful that when she ended up in the forest, she had her katana with her. Maybe she would have been able to defend herself without it, but she didn't want to think about having to try.

On the first day, she spends most of her time keeping her distance from others, confused by how some of them seem inclined to steer clear of her in turn. By the second day she's to encounter Allison, and with a better understanding of what's going on, she spends the rest of her time trying to search for other benevolent souls and protect them. When she encounters people she believes are good or in need of protection, Kira teaches them a kanji that they can use to indicate they have been in contact with her.

When necessary she tries to pretend she's the nogitsune. She doesn't want to hurt - she hates the idea of having to kill - but she's prepared to defend herself if she has to. When she can, she runs unless forced to fight. She just wants to make it through however long it'll take to get safely back to the barge.

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He sees her armor - her aura, he reminds herself, even though it's easier to think of the former description first - from a distance, and breathes a sigh of relief. It would be different if she wasn't herself, wouldn't it? But it looked just the same as it did in Derek's flat. It looks strong, and good, and reliable. Familiar.

He runs to her, dropping to all fours to cross a long open clearing, to stay low in the tall grass - but by the time he comes to wear he last saw her, he gets to his feet again: the sideburns fade, hes ears curve, and his eyes are brown again. He could keep the wolf-o-vision on, it would be easier to find her, but - well. In what universe is someone with glowing red eyes not unsettling?

"Kira?"

He keeps his voice soft, in case anyone else is around.

[whatthefoxsay]

There's pretty much nothing she can do about her aura, a fact which has become painfully obvious to Kira during this time.

That doesn't matter though, because when Scott makes his appearance, her katana is immediately raised, and for a moment she just stares at him with too-wide eyes.

"Scott?"

The tip of the sword drops to the ground. She doesn't know how she knows, but she knows...and suddenly he's got an armful of kitsune, her head buried into his shoulder.

"It's you. I know it's you." Her shoulders sag with relief.

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His hands go up immediately when she raises the katana, and stay there even when she lowers the blade. For half a second, he's afraid he misjudged, but no - it's just Kira. He wraps his arms around her when she hurtles into him, holding tight and glancing around to make sure they're still alone.

"Yeah. Yeah, it's me. Are you okay?" He's stayed off the network, for the most part: it's safer to find people in person, to make the rounds and do what he can. He's glad he found Kira: his stomach is in knots over the people he hasn't found yet.

[whatthefoxsay]

"I'm fine." Kira's quick to reassure him, giving him a quick, relieved smile, though it turns serious fairly quickly.

"Listen. I met up with Allison - only it's not our Allison, it's the other Barge's Allison, and you're not going to believe this, but she's a werewolf. Almost an Alpha, I think. We're gathering people we're certain aren't crazy sociopaths and need help. Strength in numbers." She looks up in earnestly, "We can help each other."

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"I know."

His stomach flips, because this Allison is....he's a little in awe of her, for doing what she's done, but he can't focus on that now. He pushes it back, and focuses on Kira's words instead. He nods.

"Yeah, she's - she's like me. She's a true alpha, and she's almost there, I can - maybe this is dumb, but I can practically feel it. Have you found anyone else yet?"

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"Lydia. She'a alright. There's a human version of Jerry out there. A weird floating cat thing and everyone else was...pretty questionable. I let them assume I was the other me." She shakes her head, not wanting to think about her analog. She takes a step back, returning instead to the topic of Allison. "I know. I couldn't exactly feel it, but I could see it in her eyes. They're almost like yours."

Looking around a moment, she draws the reverse 5 in the sand. "We're using the triskellion and the kanji to confirm we've crossed paths with other people. Let me show you where we're gathering people?