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🏹 Kikyou's cheeks was already a shade of pink from the biting cold. Even with the straw coat and fur layer, the chill still seeped through. But it was nothing new. Such were the elements and she had lived long enough to adjust accordingly. "I'll be fine, Inuyasha. Given that it will be dark soon, we must proceed forward to cover as much ground as possible." Plus, the continuous movement will keep her warm. "If the weather--" Before she could finish her sentence, the miko was forced to give pause as her hands were taken. Taken aback, she looked as the hanyou attempted to warm her hands..His own..so warm and larger than hers. Hers was held so gently..almost protectively as he blew warm air onto it.

What was this feeling? Kikyou's own cheeks darkened as heat rose to color her cheeks further. What he had done was unexpected..but not..unwelcomed. In fact..she actually liked having her hand held like this. It was different to the way others have held her hand over the years. Mocha orbs softened and a small smile tugged upon her lips. "Thank you Inuyasha..I appreciate your kindness and thoughtfulness.", she responded softly. "I would hate not being able to use my bow.." For a moment, she stopped to reflect upon her next words. "Are your hands doing well? I would hate for yours to get cold if left exposed like this."

I'm getting sad thinking about Kikyou. In her main verse and JJK verse, she never had much of a childhood. She was prepared from birth essentially to be this strong person that everyone relied on. She couldn't dream of anything else. Everyone else was and is a priority over herself. Being ordinary was out of the question, especially since she was born with these gifts. It was drilled in her head every day that she had to use them to help others..That her existence is to serve others.

🏹 "What will you do if I am?" Kikyou fell silent for a moment, regretting already the sharp retort towards the demon. It was not his fault she was in this condition.

It was also so odd to have snapped like that as well. Having experienced untold agony throughout her lives, she always managed to have a semblance of control. Being exhausted and in pain was no excuse for that response. After all, hearing such a statement from one as Sesshomaru was rare--even if it was purely to assess whether she was going to be an inconvenience.

Ultimately, Kikyou quietly appreciated it regardless of his reason for asking. Similar to how she had been grateful to his attempt to put her in a tree for safety, despite their occasional verbal exchanges about it. Sesshomaru was a bit different now, than when she first met him. Or perhaps..because they were spending more time together, she was seeing more of who he was or could be.

Either way, his words were not lost upon her.

Opening her eyes and with brows furrowed, calloused hands reached backwards along the boulder. Digging her nails in and sliding her back vertically, Kikyou painstakingly pushed herself back onto her feet.

"I am bleeding but it is nothing I cannot handle." Kikyou paused, leaning against the stone as she caught her breath. It was aggravating to be human sometimes..to easily be injured and broken even with the most powerful of abilities and spells. She had grown stronger since her first death..but it still was not enough.

Worse yet..Kikyou hated to be a burden upon others. To be useless. It bothered her that she was being perceived as weak and fragile. She knew she could not compare to a demon..no matter how hard she tried. Their physiology was different and yet..while knowing this, it still bothered her that Sesshomaru once again, sees her in this state. It was inevitable of course..as they fought alongside each other moments ago..but pride was an irrational, foolish thing.

Perhaps once again being this vulnerable before him, was the reason for that unfair response.

She had hoped to have only sustained minimal damage but the trap set by the demon had been more than she had anticipated.

"...Unsurprisingly, you seem to be holding up well. I'm glad. What of Jaken?"

I really need to stop procrastinating and write out her jjk verse. I do think Gojo and Kik would have some understanding of each other --as they both would have some similarities between them.

They'd both understand: a) the heavy burden of being 'gifted' b) the expectations everyone has for them because of those gifts c) being lonely d) wanting to be something else--maybe someone ordinary

And despite his arrogance, obnoxiousness, selfishness and very loud extrovert behavior, especially in his youth, I can see them being friends. They'd understand each other better than most. Kik would see past the facades he'd put on.

And if she knows Geto --would definitely not be the type to leave him to his depression. She's observant and would probably bring it to Gojo's attention if he hadn't notice.

I can see her being friends with them all--a background character supporting them when they need it. She is quiet, generally reserved but observant and intuitive.

"Neither. While Sesshomaru's physical appearance can be considered attractive, his manner of thinking and typical personality does not appeal to me. Both of those, however, are not entirely his fault. He is a demon of noble status and such attributes are to be expected."

Though she would be loathed to admit..that seeing him care for Rin was..a little bit attractive and heart warming.

"As for Inuyasha, his heart belongs to another...as it should be." And yet--the grief, the longing, pain and loneliness persisted in keeping her company. "Perhaps one may infer that I see him as more appealing than Sesshomaru because of our past..But because he now with another, any attractiveness that may have existed or still exists..have lessened considerably."

Kikyou had standards and principles after all. "As much as I wish it to be my first statement..I do suppose Inuyasha is the more attractive option. Even if the attachment has lessened for obvious reasons, we do--we did share time together and had a few things in common." Kikyou paused as she reflected upon the hanyou, perhaps even wistfully. Has it truly lessened or was she willfully suppressing and ignoring it ? "The bond we once shared..the time spent getting to know him..It all helps make him more alluring." With Sesshomaru, she knew very little apart from what she has observed in the small amount of time spent together. For Kikyou, looks were not enough for her to find someone 'hot'.

"Inuyasha is the more enticing one..For now at least."

"What a dangerous and unfair thing to ask of me. Both are attractive and handsome in their own respective ways." Amusement tugged at her lips as she sipped her drink, brown hues glittering with mirth as she contemplated the question slowly--particularly if either happened to overhear her response. "Diavolo is quite beautiful and adorable when he wishes, he cares for his denizens and is exceptionally open minded--but I would have to say Lucifer is more appealing to me." If feelings were taken out of the equation, Kikyou may be hard pressed to answer this. For herself, physical attributes were not enough to deem someone 'hotter' than the other. It was also other factors --from intelligence, capacity for love and mercy, internal strength of character, the way they interacted with others etc.

Lucifer was unquestionably the most attractive being to her, no matter the realm. He had won her heart and as such, she could see no one else being able to compare.

"If you had asked this last year, perhaps the answer may have been different. Or at the very least, more difficult to answer. I am afraid I cannot give you an objective answer."

@nightlamentdom

"Are you trying to get hurt? You know better than to try to sneak up on me." Kikyou chided the other, staring down at him in exasperation. "Do I need to tie a bell around your neck?"

Mm I know I have stuff to do but like this post for a 1-2 line starter.

"You came all the way to the infirmary to say that? How kind of you, Hiei." Kikyou's tone was a mixture of very light/ soft sarcasm, amusement and appreciation. A singular brown hue gazed upon the demon, the other eye covered by a bandage, as was quite a bit of her body. Scars and injuries were common in the line of work she did--but this particular fight had been difficult. It was with hope that she would not have to deal with the aftermath for too much longer. She was already growing impatient at being bed ridden for this long. Resting was not her strong suit.

"If I had misjudged or made a small mistake..things would have gone in his favour. As much as I am loathed to admit it, luck was the reason for my victory today. " Kikyou was not delusional nor one to be in denial. She was logical and factual as much as any person could be, observant and strategic in her approaches. Her intellect and ability to reflect, adapt and change were some of her better qualities which permitted her to be as strong as she was.