“Ow, my head…” he grumbled, slowly opening his eyes. He was welcomed by a sudden, tight hug from a rather shaky and crying Yokoka. He would have probably complained about how she was crushing him but decided against it when he realized she must have been awfully worried.
“I was so scared, Yfa. So, so scared… I don’t want something like this to happen again,” she sobbed through his fur. They stayed like this for a moment, as she tried to fight down the tears that kept on coming and coming and when she finally thought she had them under control, she let go of him and dried her face as best as she could, hiccuping. “S-so how are you feeling…,” she finally managed to ask.
He got to his paws and checked himself over; everything seemed to be in order. He flapped his little wings and he hovered around her, his flight unaffected. He landed on her head. “My head hurts, but apart from that I’m good. I’m a little hungry, what about you?”
“That sounds good,” she admitted, realizing how hungry she actually was. He pointed a direction and for a moment she was confused as to what he was trying to show her. He grabbed her head and lift it.
“There. Apples! Let’s eat those,” he grinned wildly, tail wagging. Apples were his favourite food, so of course he would be delighted to find some! She wasn’t against the idea, though; anything to save her the trouble of having to actually hunt down something. She walked to the odd tree and he flew off to cut their stems and have her catch them. “They smell really good!”
She put as many apples as she could in the fabric of her shirt, and as her friend jumped back on her head they tried to find a nice cosy spot to sit down and eat. It was a rather cold night, but they finally managed to find a place where they could see the Moon shining brightly in the sky, a few clouds keeping away from it.
“Do you think it will rain soon? I think the plants would like that,” Yfa commented sadly, staring down at his apple. “The grass is all dry and these are only good looking because I picked them in a shaded spot.” He sighed.
“It would be nice… I don’t like the heat all that much,” Yokoka grimaced as an answer. Now she wished she knew how to summon the rain. She bit into the fruit she was holding and was surprised at how fresh and juicy it was. Back in the village, the only food they’d get to eat was always bland and tasteless; she had eaten so many tasty things since then! She didn’t regret leaving one bit. No way would she ever go back.
Not like they could, she thought grimly. They probably wouldn’t be too welcome, what with the way they had sneakily left and how their Mother would probably be very upset; and she wasn’t known to be very forgiving. The insecurity of knowing she didn’t really belong anywhere suddenly squeezed at her heart again and she didn’t know what to think. She felt like an unwanted mistake. She looked up at the thin Moon, but found little comfort.
She sighed and was about to take another bite of her apple when there was suddenly a very loud and terrifying crash. She had never heard a sound quite like it and exchanged worried glances with Yfa. What kind of monster could that be?… Should they go ahead and take a look? The steaming noise kept on in the background, but nothing else…
She got up and walked towards it slowly, just about ready to run away if the need arose. Just in case she was holding tight on her piece of fabric, unsure if she could even make it turn into a sword once more. Yfa followed her a little behind, just as much on his guard as she was.
As she grew closer, they could hear some shuffling; though after a moment it stopped, presumably the thing over there hearing them coming closer and concentrating on that. “Who’s there?” a voice asked, the strangest accent Yokoka had ever heard to it. The way the words had been said sounded a little off too, compared to what she was used to.
“Yokoka, careful, I don’t know that language!” Yfa warned, hissing. She dropped her ears, confused once again; just how many languages did she know, unaware…? She sighed and walked towards the crash. “What are you doing?!” he asked in alarm.
“Who are you?” she simply asked, trying to imitate the accent she had heard and certainly hoping she was talking in the right language. Yfa blinked at her for a moment and then looked towards the stranger, awaiting something to happen.
“Oh, wow! I didn’t ever dream that an alien would be speaking English! You sound a little funny, though.” Alien? What was that? Yokoka grimaced, thinking she certainly wasn’t the one to speak funny. A few more steps and she’d finally be able to see the stranger’s face…
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about…” she admitted.
“Oh, right! We shouldn’t be calling you aliens, uh…” there was a small pause and mumbling, as she possibly talked to herself. “Oh, right I think I remember now! Demons. That’s what you are, right? Ah, yes, yes.” The voice sounded female, now that she put more effort in trying to identify it.
“Demons?… Uh, I guess.” What a weird conversation, really; it seemed weird even to her! She finally managed to see the girl’s shape and was horrified at first to see how huge it was.
“I’m here, over here!”
“…Oh,” she sighed in relief, realizing she was actually… travelling… in a beast’s belly. She felt a little uneasy, wondering if the thing would wake up and devour her. Somehow she didn’t think it was herbivore. It looked huge and black, with a few odd lights on it and some sort of weird wings. Its belly was clear and she could see the one talking was there. She had pale skin and dark hair and… oh! A human! She remembered Yfa’s transformation and description of one and realized she fitted it to a T. How exciting, she hadn’t expected to ever meet one!
“Where do you come from?” There was like, nothing around here.
“I come from over there!” she pointed the sky.
“You mean… from the Moon?”
“No, no, the space! Well, technically I went through a teleporter but yeah, you could say I come from way far away in space!” she grinned through her crazy talk and it felt a little creepy. “Mind helping me out? I’m stuck.” Were humans dangerous?
“Hm… will you hurt me?” she guessed the answer would be the same whether she lied or said the truth, but she’d probably be able to pick on it if she listened closely.
“What? Oh, no, no! I want to get to know you and your world! Don’t worry about me hurting you, I mean no harm!”
She seemed honest enough. “…All right.” Walking to the strange girl, she freed her foot and watched her fall to the ground. She was vaguely aware of Yfa watching from the shadows and reading to show up if she was in danger, and the thought made her feel a little better; she still stepped back uneasily, watching the strange newcomer and observing what she’d do now.
“Thanks, that feel a whole lot better!” She got to her feet and stretched, then poked her head back in the beast’s belly, apparently looking for something and then grumbled. “Well, looks like my radio’s busted. Guess I’m on my own now.”
“Are you?” Yokoka looked at her a little sadly. “So are we.”
“What? But I thought they lived in Clans, on Cisum!” she turned back to mumble to herself some more things that made no sense. “Was our research wrong? Then maybe the things I brought with me will be useless after all…”
She seemed harmless enough, Yokoka decided. She motioned to Yfa to join up with her and he did, a little reluctantly. “What things did you bring with you?” If they were all as strange as the monster next to them, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to handle it.
“Oh, yes! See according to our research, things from our world tend to gain some sort of magical abilities once sent here. Well, I mean for example for quite a few years now we’ve been sending random objects and observing your species and – woah! Is that fox blue and flying?”
“What do you mean, observing?” she tilted her head in confusion, completely ignoring the comment about Yfa. To her, he didn’t look any weird; were she to see what that girl meant by ‘fox’, she’d probably think those were strange!
“What are you guys saying?… I don’t get any of it,” Yfa whined, ears dropping.
“Oh, apparently she comes from space and spies on us or something. I don’t get it. She doesn’t make much sense.”
“Wow, you can talk to her? That’s sooo cool!” the oblivious girl responded.
“Yfa’s a male,” she responded a little harshly, rather bothered by how excited the young woman seemed.
“Oh, my mistake! So that’s his name, huh. What’s yours? Oh, I’m Akali Shorai! It’s really nice to meet you finally!”
“Yokoka…” she had issues trying to get how to pronounce the stranger’s name; she decided she’d only use the first half, which seemed a lot easier for her to say. Akali, was it..? She surprised herself wondering what human names looked like; were they all the same, or different depending on the region, just like Tsuki and Misha had names so different from herself and Yfa? Then again she didn’t even know about other places within her own world, so for all she knew everyone lived by the same rule.
“So, you were talking about how you brought things with you…” she ventured, dislike the awkward silence that had installed itself.
“Oh, right!!” she seemed to suddenly remember that this was quite the case indeed. “As I was saying! We sent a few things your way – to test the teleporter and all that stuff you know – and we noticed that a lot of the things would gain some sort of magical ability once it gets here! Nothing really big or anything, but still quite interesting indeed. Maybe I’ll have some sort of magical gizmo’s like in these shows I watched as a kid!” she started giggling, obviously stuck in some kind of strange fantasy.
She grabbed a few things from her transportation, namely a rather big and weird sack of sorts, with a long and thin piece of fabric attached to both extremities of it; it took a moment for Yokoka to realize this was actually a bag of sorts, and their new strange friend indeed was wearing it around on her shoulder; along with a few other strange things, such as a jar with two golden feathers in it, some strange looking food judging from their smells, an hourglass and some weird thing she hurried up to put on her feet. This was when she truly realized just how weirdly clothed the human was.
She exchanged a few glances with Yfa and shrugged. It couldn’t be all that bad to gain a new ally, right…? This was sure to be a strange experience indeed…