[center][h2][u][i]Coyotas, Pachid & Kawagana, Arina - The Immortal Child[/i][/u][/h2][/center]

Pachid frowned as he and Arina were all of a sudden engulfed in smoke, while Kyūsai asked them to stay in the cover of the bomb. The two members of the Kawagana Clan squinted their eyes in attempt to peer through the thick substance, however they could see nothing. He heard Arina sigh from beside him, probably silently complaining that the smoky smell would stick to her clothes – he rolled his eyes more at the fact he could instantly tell what she was thinking rather than her actual thoughts.

“What a waste of a smoke bomb,” Pachid grumbled as he plonked himself down cross-legged on the grass, they didn’t need to be told twice. His eye twitched slightly as Arina laid down using his legs as a pillow... could she just not. Her serious lack of care for the situation was disturbing, even for her.

“I swear to god, if Ryosei has fucked us over, I’ll kill him,” she murmured, shifting her head to try and see Kyūsai, but there was nothing – only the horrified screams of his victims.

“Empty threats are unbecoming of you Ri,” 

She scoffed at his comment, not denying his words – he wasn’t wrong, but she wouldn’t tell him that. Their attention was drawn to their comrade as the smoke cleared the area revealing numerous bodies and an armless Kyūsai. They both watched in silence as his arm regenerated in the most sickening way she thought possible. She slowly pushed herself up and gagged slightly,

“That’s got to be the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen,” she stated dryly, waiting for Pachid to stand up and offer her a hand, which she gracefully accepted, allowing him to help her up.

It wasn’t that she needed the help, more, she expected it.

“So…” she mused lightly, humming her words as she spoke, “Where to next?” she asked, “They have an amazing Udon shop in the middle of town if you’re hungry,”