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"[NAME]—?" nirei's voice reached her ears, but it was too late.
"shit," she murmured, feeling the floor beneath her feet disappear before they could react. "seriously.." the light hashira gruntled, her eyes scanning her surroundings if she could, but all that met her vision was the blank void, full of darkness.
no, wait.
something was here.
she craned her head around the void as she continued to fall, sensing an unfamiliar—yet powerful presence looming near her figure, causing the tiny hairs to stand astray on the back of her neck.
"oh?" a voice sneered, feigning interest. "look at who we have here~" it mused, voice laced with a playful tune as its eyes scanned over her appearance from top to bottom. [name] craned her head to the side, eyes meeting those of the uppermoon four.
the one who was the cause of this all, watching her fall in its void in interest, and most of all, amusement with the twitch of its lips, slowly etching upwards.
the hashira narrowed her eyes, quick to land on her feet just before she'd take the damage of the fall. its expression seemed to waver, sensing how she found where the bottom of the void was, despite sending her from high distance.
"you." she clicked her tongue silently, hands discreetly reaching for her nichirin blade under her haori.
"me~ yes, i'm sure you've figured who I am, hmm?" the uppermoon mused, teleporting afar within their blood demon art, but still close enough. "by the way... i heard there was a little petty rascal messing up my plans tonight.. but my, my, i didn't expect the rascal to be you—a hashira!"
"shouldn't you learn to shut up?" [name] snapped, barely containing a sharp scowl being in such a presence she couldn't fathom to be near. "are you that obsessed to see a hashira? it's obviously not your first time."
"mmm?" it mused, the corners of its lips etching upwards. "aren't you so smart, huh? gooolden buzzer for you, ding dingding!" the uppermoon clapped, joy in its tone for the female to guess right, despite disregarding the insult in her tone.
[name] could almost roll her eyes, her fingers itching around the hilt of her nichirin blade to slice his head clean off. "I don't care."
"ah, ah! I'm not done talking yet! be patient, will you? as I was saying..." uppermoon 4 paused, ushering the hashira to keep quiet with the gesture of his finger hovering above his lips. "I just haven't ate one in soooo long. so rather than having our idle talk, why don't we... get into action, right, angel? don't keep me waiting now!"
