A tilt of the head, ragged clumps of hair rippling with the movement. A twirl of the finger, wrapping a section of hair around the axis in a familiar movement. Falling backwards, she fell. As if in slow motion, the insignificant figure loosed herself from the constraint of the branch she had arrayed herself upon only moments ago, hair falling upwards. Paying no attention to that situation of the hair in her face, a silver boot smacked wood, and suddenly she jerked to a halt. The hair lowered itself once more, a mop of moonlight beneath the head of the semi-fey. Attached by only her toe, Yuzuki dangled. As if a giant bat had decided to spend it's night there, she simply remained and was.
A serene vision though this was, in a sense, the falling wonder silhouetted by the moon, if one were to gaze upon that pale face, the expression it contained would halt the beauty in its tracks. "Ka ka."
A deep scowl, etched along familiar lines displayed itself prominently upon the paper surface. "Children... why such irritating happenings?"
Following her gaze, we come to the scene of a rather disturbing event. Young children, armed with sticks and stones faced each other, one side adorned with red handkerchiefs, and another with rolled up sleeves. Gang wars.
No wonder Yuzuki was irritated. Having never been much a fan of these pesky little groups, she had avoided them whenever possible. However, as one of the few jobs that suited her had directed her to interfere with that dreaded thing, she would do it. Even if she was one who was a street rat for fun, it simply couldn't do to be completely penniless now, would it? No, a good street rat kept something on hand, and always. For if the opportune moment came up that required only a penny, you had more a chance than the truly fortuneless ones. But how to go about this now? Yuzuki had never been good with humans, especially children. Did she treat them like normal humans, or animals, or what? It was overall just a tiring, huge effort.
Considering this oddity of a prospect, Yuzuki tilted that toe ever so slightly, and plummeted. Ripping off the bandaid faster, you could say. And it was with such force it was ripped, that a large red welt was left, as sudden yells echoed about the falling figure. Pole extending out below her, she sighed softly, keeping herself adrift only a foot from the ground. Silence. Then came whispers, whimpers, even crying from an especially young gang member. Standing, chains clinked, and silver whizzed about their heads, shocked little eyes reflecting fear. Ha! Scaring children, Yuzuki? Inevitably, a small grin revealed itself upon the semi-fey's face, and she set Katsuki down with a powerful thud, he chains melting into a spear.
Silver eyes, narrowed in a signature elfin gaze let itself roam about the group. It was even more pathetic up close, in a way, with those pitiable little faces wrinkling up in fear or anger. And...yes. There was the one she had been waiting for all that time. As a knife was hurled towards this stranger among their midsts, silver flashes screaming out danger to the world splattered upon the scene, and a soft pinging sound sent it whirling away into the crowd. Exercising acting skills, Yuzuki let her eyes drop open in insanity, tilting her head back. "Aha! Ha! Ha! How utterly..."
here, she stopped dropping her chin to her chest and letting a lopsided grin fill her lips, "pathetic."
A powerful growl emanated from those lungs with the word, and silvery needles set their gaze upon the culprit.
One eyeful of silver was more than enough to do the job. Pathetic whimper escaping tender lips, stubby legs filled the remaining distance from here to his home. Watching with amusement evident upon her face, Yuzuki clapped pale hands together in a frighteningly powerful motion, pulling pale eyes to her. "That's right, darlings, I'm sure we'll get along just fine, aye?"
Ignoring hateful glances cast her way, the semi-fey boosted the act. "Alright, from today on,you will all be nice and friendly together, yes? Great! I feel the love already!"
Pediatric psychologist already, wasn't she?
She was greeted with a stony, uncomfortable silence. Frowning at the masses of children, Yuzuki was reminded once more about how annoying humans were. It was only natural they would have rude and annoying children. Of course she knew the real reason they were reacting in such a way now, but one could pretend, right? Ticking her tongue against pearly white teeth, it was decided the first lesson taught would have to be in manners. Frowning in distaste at the children, dirt-caked fingers flexed as palms met and snapped roughly against each other. As the sharp clap resonated throughout the alleyway the gangs had met. Gazing about with a predator's gaze, she flashed those teeth at the children, saying, "Lesson One: Manners."
And then more silence. Having hoped for a better reaction, a small frown dangled off of Yuzuki's lip. "What a shame, no interest here? I was hoping for at least a complaint so I could demonstrate consequences for misbehavior."
At this, a murmur shivered through the crowd, and one bold child dared speak out. "What do you want from us?!? Are you trying to force us to learn something? Are you one of those community service people?"
The sea of heads nodded along to the beat this one pounded out, too puzzled to fit it together themselves at the moment. But from experience, the semi-fey knew they would be upon her as soon as they got over their initial fright. Thus, she could only be strict and firm, constantly revealing how dangerous she was."Maybe I am, maybe I am not."
Tapping a silver soled boot upon the dirty alley floor, Yuzuki grinned. "Do I look like one?"
Spreading twig-like arms out, she displayed the torn and worn tunic she wore, stained with unmentionable liquids. Dirt seemed to cake her all over, smudging her face and clodding her mop of a head of hair with the stuff. Her nails, broken and dirtied, scratches all over her body. No. She was almost the perfect image of street rat. However, the pristine and sturdy silver boots and shimmering spear proved otherwise. Those were items only someone of much money or riches could possibly hold. And while Yuzuki had little money, she was someone special indeed. A rare combination of two species, she had thieved and burrowed about for such items.