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*She sighs and shakes her head with a slight smile.* "Nope. Just a regular ol' coon."

umbra had left a device on the table an experimental holoviewer that was linked to his veiw screen allowing those in the bar to see what he saw and what he saw... was a giant army surrounding the earth one single man in space alone against an army as he clutched his weapon ready to go to war

"I wonder if he needs assistance."

as if able to be heard all hell breaks loose bullets flying about through the space around earth explosions and the sight of ships exploding into shreds his health counter dipping to critical levels very often but he forced himself to heal critical wounds push through pain and keep fighting even if he was getting overwhelmed

“I see, I see. Is he keeping you company while you wait for someone or are you here on your own?” She asked, pausing for a moment to greet and thank the waiter that brought her drink to her table, before she returned her attention to the other demon. “Oh, apologies, I forgot to introduce myself; I’m Lumika.”

She would pause again, this time to give a look to the device left on the table. “Ah, what strange device…”

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((Previous post was unclear in wording, edited))

((the laws of science would like to remind you there is no sound in space also the device only trasmits video not audio

his jetpack styled device used to fly was destroyed and he collids with the hull of an enemy ship as he pulls out that golden blade he wielded from earlier and drove it into the ship slicing it in half

*She looks down at her satchel than back at Lumika.* "Nope, it's just the two of us. And I'm Ichigo Higure. Nice to meet you." *She looked over at the device, yearning for battle but wouldn't since it's almost like an addiction to her.*

“Oh, sorry, given how young you look to be, I assumed you were waiting on some friends. And a pleasure to meet you, miss Higure…?” She wasn’t unsure on how to address her. A bar could become a lively place when youngsters came here, usually after they had more drinks on them of course (and if they were demons, they would need the double amount). Lumika looked once more at the device and hummed.

“Mm, no good. We demons already have a natural inclination towards violence and destruction- I admit looking at that it’s making me want to go somewhere just to wreck havoc.” Back when her own world was in a constant state of war, when things were ‘easier’ for demons she supposed. “Better not look too much, I advice.”

*She reached into her satchel and pulled out a charm that'd hang on a bag and held it in her hand.* "Mhm... Usually when I feel like fighting or something along those lines, I'll hold onto this charm here." *She dangled the small scythe charm from her finger than held onto it once more.* "It was a gift from my mother before she passed... She told me that self-restraint and self-discipline were the things that made someone stronger." *She looked at the scythe, fond memories of her mother swirling in her mind.*

"Your mother was right, and that is good advice. Self-restraint and self-discipline are also good if we ever wish to hold a friendly relationship with humanity, they have some things to share with us." She looked at the curious charm, noting its peculiar shape (a scythe was often associated with other things than self-restraint and self-discipline, but it was obvious by the look on the other demon's face it held other more positive feelings).

"Not all of us are ready to be more empathic and caring, I'm afraid, and I can't particularly blame them. We demons are driven by instinct- by what humans have definite as id, and since our nature is that of violence and destruction it usually results in a violent and cruel outburst towards them or our own kind." And that was the basis as to why humans feared them and shunned them as they did, their bodies too fragile to bear their wrath.

"It usually sounds unfair that it's our species that get so many rules imposed on us to co-exist with humans, but at the same time, it does make sense..."

*Ichigo nodded and suddenly had a flashback to when her father disowned her until she was ready to apologize to him. Her rage flowed through her as she concentrated on the charm. She than glowed a bright violet and the small scythe than became full-sized. On the blade, her name was etched into it in an Old English style.* "True, but personally, I prefer the Overworld over the Underworld."

*Jekovah sensed her rage and slipped out of the satchel, grabbed the ring off Ichigo's tail and slipped it on over her head. Her violet aura dying out rapidly and the scythe went back to its original state. The coon put its paws on her face and chittered. Ichigo held onto his paws.* "I'm sorry, friend." *She looks down at the ground, extremely embarrassed. She took the ring off and placed it back on her tail, and looked up at Lumika sheepishly.* "I apologize... I just had a painful memory and my aura will intensify certain objects."

a violent explosion is seen on the view screen one that sends him flying into the earths atmosphere his warframe burning as he plummeted completely unconcious

Ah, no good-

For a moment, Lumika was ready to retrieve a sealing charm from her bag, the memory of a demon ready to go berserk crossing her mind, before the raccoon and the charm helped Ichigo go back to normal, and a sigh of relief left Lumika as she relaxed once more on her seat. "Dear me, I'll admit you gave me quite the scare there. I understand, that's quite normal for young demons from where I come from, so I carry some seals to help them not go berserk in public spaces." She admitted, sparing along to the figure being viewed through the device.

"Now it does seem like he needs some help."

"I never really get fired up like that... but I guess it's because the major contrast between my mother and father." *Ichigo cradled Jekovah in her arms and looked at the unconscious Umbra and nodded in response. Her tail wrapped around her stool.*

Though among the oddities she’s seen—such as men falling from space, she chooses not to question it, instead opting to order herself a bottle of what seemed to be cheap beer.

"At least you know what can trigger that reaction from you and try to evade it or control it. I've seen some cases in which demons become highly enraged in really stressful situations, like work or school, and it becomes highly troublesome to control." The amounts of property damage done demons alone were usually double done by Yokai, and the numbers were gnawing her at the back of her mind...

She took a sip from her drink.

"If you are friends with more demons around your age, please help them practice self-restraint and self-discipline from time to time too, less they have troubles when they grow older." Ahah, that made her feel quite old now that she realized, but she supposed it was a good advice for the younger generation of demons.

*She nodded with a 'hmph' and than chittered to Jekovah and he went back to the satchel.*

"Cute raccoon."

*She looks up at the strange new person* "Oh... uh... thanks"