And so the two met eye to eye; no matter on how imperfect a material world could be in a perception of an orb, the gaze that this orb was to hold in itself, the gaze which was not just a mere gleam and glance in an eye, but more of a moving and shifting shape of a will - ill or not - to look through it and onto things - this gaze was clear in its intents and in the reveal of what one wanted and what one was. And upon two to meet it was obvious for both. A demon met a demon. Truly a wonderfully coincided flow of events. Haruka could only respond with a wide grin to that. “[color=92278f]Ah, of no matter how we prefer the meal readied up, I do feel we both share the love towards the main dish in all the same way. No matter how it is presented[/color]”, Haruka said to the demon before her and as he pulled his hood off of his head to reveal his face she responded with a light bow - like if she was to meet a business partner; even though in a sense it was indeed somewhat truthful in the situation, “[color=92278f]An experience after all is all about the little differences we have learned to enjoy[/color]", she said again, straightening yet again and flashing her grin to the fellow demon. “[color=92278f]Oh. so I see now.. It is not a song, it is a cry of an infant yet to come to our world..[/color]”, she said with a chuckle as she put one of the rocks she picked up earlier and studied it closer to her eye and an ear, “[color=92278f]It is a cry of a little baby yet to come. A formless mass forming up into a mind and a shape to move and act. A joyful sight to behold.[/color]”. Haruka put the stone into the pocket of hers yet again and observed over the forest and the demon before her, keeping on to listen to him. On the mention of DHA and the boys and girls from it she could not help herself but to scowl and roll her eyes; the simple combination of three letters spoken out loud make her seem to be simply annoyed. “[color=92278f]Urgh, of course they would come and try to spoil everything. Pests, even worse than these disgusting bugs[/color]”, Haruka said as she looked at the youkai getting closer to the pair standing and having an idle pleasant chat all amidst the chaos and panic. Haruka herself enjoyed such an ambience, she was sure that the demon in front of her was of the same opinion. “[color=92278f]You know how they say, the enemy of my enemy.. Not to say I am quite interested in hearing more about this baby[/color]”, Haruka said and once the bugs got closer to them, she glanced away towards the knife still stuck in the tree and in a blink of an eye, or even less than that, she disappeared only to reappear behind one of these frenzy creatures: only with the pair of knives in her hands already. A quick series of shanking slashes onto the frenzy youkai followed with Haruka blinking away from it the same second, reappearing beside the fellow demon. The traces of her slashes glittering with the yellow afterglow were still present in the air for a moment before she was to blink away. “[color=92278f]What’s wrong with these vermin?[/color]”, she asked while she threw one of her knives right at the next nasty insect; all of that happened right before the explosion of feathers swooshed right beside. She heard the projectile incoming, but did not see it - though it did not matter too much for her as her eyes instead again gazed aside and towards one of the knives of hers: once the explosive feathers made their impact and blasted all around in the ferocious dance of the piercing shards Haruka herself disappeared from the view, again, dancing between the spots in the forest using the two knives she threw already in order to evade the torrent of feathers. Coming back from the blinking around the spot, she threw one of her knives back at whoever held the enormous blade and was to throw the feathers pack into her, the shiny metal of Haruka’s knives lightly blinking themselves against the flickering light casted by the blade. She tilted her head as she looked, playing with a knife in her hand - the sharp blade flickering between her fingers, as she grinned wide: “[color=92278f]Oh, this one is no vermin, this one is..[/color]”, she started to speak, before noticing that explosive feathers left few parts of her blazer cut. She frowned and scowled, yelling in an annoying tone: “[color=92278f]Do you know how much this shit costs!?[/color]”