[h2][color=#ff0000]Jibanyan[/color] – En Route to Hanawa[/h2]

Pacing down the empty streets, Jibanyan occasionally glanced at the empty houses along the road. Back home, a place like this would be teeming with Youkai, living their merry life however they choose, but the deserted village had its own charm here; that was, when it wasn't under assault from the strange creatures. At the very least, it wasn't teeming with Oni, so that was a good way of looking at his current situation. There were also no trucks as well, so he didn't have to worry about getting hit, something that happened in an alarming frequency in his home world.

A short distance later, Jibanyan caught the sight of red hair. To his best knowledge, only two people in the village had red hair and one of them was a tad too trigger-happy most of the time. However, it was easy to tell apart one from the other from how they wore their hair. Plus, this redhead had a sword by his side and a taiko drum on his back. [color=#ff0000]"Fuma-san!"[/color] Jibanyan quickened his jog to a run to meet him. 

Having gotten to know Fuma over the year, Jibanyan found his demeanor to be rather similar to that of his legendary ancestor, though he was less manic about cutting things down. The armor he often wore, on the other hand, gave him the creeps, especially when its face came out. Not even the Oni was [i]that[/i] scary when he's on a prowl. Still, Fuma was a good person and it was thanks to him that the village often had steady supply of provision to go around.

Once he finally saw him, Jibanyan smiled and stopped to greet him. [color=#ff0000]"Good morning, Fuma-san!"[/color] The cat Youkai then rummaged through his haramaki and pulled out a tiny pouch filled with an assortments of seeds. He normally kept his favorite chocolate bar inside his haramaki through some unexplained magic, but since he had no chocolate bar, he used it to keep small items close by instead. [color=#ff0000]"I found these seeds while going near the edge of the forest, nyan. I don't know what kind of seeds they are, but maybe they're useful, nyan!"[/color]

[h2][color=#ff3333]Jinx[/color] – On The Streets of Home[/h2]

While taking a stroll down the road of Home, a lame name for a village in her opinion, Jinx, now wearing a simple set of black tank top, short jeans and red sneakers, looked up and happened to notice Amethyst lounging on the roof of her home, though she called it a scrapyard more than anything else. She often worked together with the purple deputy due to their shared role of keeping peace in the village, though Jinx could admittedly go a bit 'further' than Amethyst. Kuro and Shiro seemed to have taken a liking to her though. Apparently, she reminded them of her fellow Star Guardian Lulu, only less prone to have her mind wander off into the unknown.

[color=#ff3333]"Hey, Amethyst! Rise and shine!"[/color] Jinx had a hunch that she was actually wide awake, but it wouldn't hurt to be sure. Taking their own initiatives, Kuro and Shiro flew up and hovered above the purple lady's face, chattering cheerfully as they tried to ascertain for their red-headed partner whether or not she was actually awake. However, Kuro was promptly distracted by Amethyst's purple gem, located on her chest and just visible above her shirt, and tried to touch it, which Jinx noticed straight away. [color=#ff3333]"Ah, ah, ah! Kuro, paws off the shiny!"[/color] she called out with a reprimanding tone and a side-to-side wag of her finger. Amethyst had told her about how important that purple gem was for her and, though they had their disagreement sometimes, Jinx could at least respect that sense of importance.

With a sad chatter, Kuro flew away from the gem and back towards Amethyst, Shiro having taken the time to gently play with her lavender hair instead. Jinx's long red pigtails were fun to play with, but Amethyst's hair was thicker and looked more lustrous to the white familiar's eyes.