Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2021 0:17:41 GMT -5
PL: 5 Sankishin: 50,000 Anti-Sense: On WC: 458
{Sobi Udon}
{Appearance}
There had been a lot of problems of late with Kamae's lab, the biggest one was that his prized possession had escaped his lab. Sobi Udon, a girl on life support who was a key component to his research. Yet even the demon was not so cold hearted as to not let her enjoy herself outside. Sure, he was experimenting on her, and using her blood to create serums for boosting ki along with physical traits... but she always seemed to come to this one little corner of the world. A little coffee shop on the corner of town with no one else around.
Even if she did go to tell someone, Kamae was fully capable of brain washing anyone into forgetting about it his lab. But... She never went to tell, never spoke to a soul about it. Perhaps she was grateful for his help in freeing her from ten years of being trapped in a tube, perhaps she was simply aware it was pointless... Whatever the case, Kamae could not let her stay out of her tube for more than a few hours at a time... But thankfully it had only been an hour so she had time.
The demon hung around the outside of the shop, leaning against the wall as the girl sat in her chair close to the window. Rain pouring outside could be heard pitter patting against the sidewalk just a few feet away from him. The demon's black attire looking like a normal patron of a coffee shop while the rain kept him from leaving... in appearance only. The girl was fully aware Kamae was there, the two sharing a mutual agreement in silence. Kamae watched over her from outside, she ordered her food of a coffee with a sweet dish. Kamae never asked what it was, but he suspected she liked it given she dipped it in her coffee and ate it with clear joy.
The sounds of jazz playing from inside was muffled, but still audible to the demons ears. He occasionally found himself tapping his foot to the beat, enjoying the music while he waited patiently. The world was cruel to this girl, and while Kamae did not aid in this efforts... he at least had the decency to allow this poor girl her moment of happiness in a life of misery. He was sure these people at the shop simply thought she was an escaped patient at the hospital and Kamae was the one sent to retrieve her. It looked rather official, but it was anything but that. The sound of rain with jazz was a strange soothing atmosphere... and the demon had to admit, she had found one hell of a nice place to come too.