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The two Himura had joined quite some time ago, almost two months, in fact. However, she fell into a depression, and that lead to her getting sick. They had only showed up when needed, and even then, sometimes not. By God, she felt miserable! Actually, when they had moved to the desert, it helped them a bit. The dry aoir allowed them to stop sniveling and sneezing all the time.

And, it helped them to feel better. Which was shown when the child slams open the door of their Egyptian-styled home. The red-pwelted feline shook her fur out, as a sort of bathing in the sun. Fixing her crown, so it stayed atop of her head, she hopped down the ivory, stony stairs. It was her first time out in a while, she was gonna make it count.

Of course, time outside would not matter without dearest father, would it? With pink and gold eyes gleaming, the royal princess turns to face her home. She has a wide toothy grin, and raises a paw to her maw, chuckling. The red feline calls out, "Otousan? Come on! We should explore!"

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"Otousan?" A small voice rouses the wildcat hybrid from his relatively light slumber, brilliant electric yellow eyes blinking open slowly as his sleepy brain processes who the voice belonged to. Ah, Riku. She was already up and about, was she? Then, it must be that she was feeling better than before. Shortly after they had joined the Rosebloods roughly two months back, the poor girl had fallen ill and Akuma had to take care of her. He was relieved she seemed to have made a full recovery whilst he, himself, had something of an mild fever still. He would be fine - an stuffy little fever could never do any sort of harm to the likes of him. However, it didn't mean he couldn't hate every single second of it with every cell of his being.

Her voice reminds him to rise up from his warm bed, "Come on! Let's go explore!" Long legs supporting his slim frame, the serval and caracal hybrid moves forth through their home to find Riku standing by the door already. Energetic, was she? It has been a while since he's seen her so lively when previously she'd been nothing but a little sniveling mess. "Of course," Comes Akuma's voice, thinly lined with the amusement that twinkled faintly in his eyes. "Adventure awaits, dear." By this time, he's stepping outside and the rays of sunlight pierce through his head. Ah, he's forgotten how bright it could get out here. He supposes it's his fault for not being around as of late and essentially becoming something like that of a hermit. The sunlight was powerful... Rolling slim shoulders back as he casts he gazes across the general area, he soon turns his attention to Riku with the faintest of smiles curving upon his features.

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However, the first one to appear was not her father. Pink luminaries, the color of cotton candy or of certain waters when the sun sets, glances at the odd creature that appeared at her call. While she herself was a hybrid, she had not seen one like this before. A calico cat. That was easy enough to comprehend. But, she was huge, had wings, scales, and saber teeth. Her scales seemed to be on her face, mimicking freckles. And her eyes... were different. Of course, Riku had golden flecks in hers, but they weren't all different colors. The kitten waits, looking in awe at the hybrid. This is before she regains her composure, and meows, "Um, hello. Who are you?" Her voice isn't as boisterous, as happy as before. No, instead, it is filled with wonderment-- yes, but still a cautious air.

Her attention is steered away by the caraval, her dearest father. Ah, she had forgotten he was asleep, instead thinking he had also been up, just resting in the house. The wildcat's ears perk, and turn, noting the long-legged black cat walking out of the house. His eyes had twinkled with amusement, and she smiles at him. Well, they were hermits, but Riku would make sure that wouldn't be the case anymore. "Awesome. So, where do you wanna go?" She asks, turning her head to him.

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Considering Akuma had been far too lethargic to even notice Jiyu as soon as he had came outside, it wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibility to consider that Akuma was simply terrible at checking his surroundings. He had been a lad late in approaching Riku anyhow as he was still shrugging off the sleepiness that heavily clouded his mind like an poisonous miasma. Not to mention... his attention had been fully on Riku so it was undoubtedly an surprise for the hybrid when he was suddenly scooped up into the air by God-knows what. When inquired about the possibilities of where they could go exploring for the day, he takes a moment to think. His head tips slightly to the side, his gaze flickering upwards towards the heavens for a second. "Well... I was thinking of—" Before he could get what he wanted to say out, all of his breath was taken out of him as an blurry form suddenly comes into his peripherals and snatched him up— quite literally.

Of course, any sane person would probably squirm and flail about wildly in the arms of the person who had unexpectedly grabbed them but considering that he was now several feet up in the air, Akuma didn't necessarily feel like falling to his death. So he stares wide-eyed at the feline-dragon hybrid with a mixed ( and admittedly rather comical ) expression of surprise and horror, his mouth an inch agape as she speaks to him in an... very familiar voice. He has to blink once and then twice, three times to charm and Akuma's mind goes absolutely blank for a moment before everything comes back at once. By this time, this "stranger" was lowering him back onto the ground with her paw laid across his own. The entire time he never let his eyes drift from Jiyu, not for a single second, until he dumbly remembers he had to speak.

"Jiyu?" Akuma says, fictive brows furrowing against his forehead. This was... It had to be, right? He hadn't seen her in so long it felt like... decades since he gazed upon his sister and yet he doesn't quite know how to feel. He was startled, that was for sure, as told by how his fur stood on end and the slight look of dumbfoundedness that was so rarely placed onto the Chain's face. But of course, with all of the emotions that were plenty clear on Akuma's face, recognition did twinkle brilliantly in his golden gaze. She looks so different... She looked almost reptilian-like. It was ironic, considering his past reincarnation was something similar.

"You look... so different..." It was all he could muster, really. What else was he supposed to say or do? He was in too much shock to do much of anything and his dumb fever was preventing him from strategically processing his next move. He only hopes this wasn't some cruel dream or something similar.

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Jiyu, huh? That was an odd name. Well, an odd name fit an odd creature. Instead, her gaze focuses on her father. She smiles, waiting for his answer. But the tall dragon-cat hybrid had swooped in, a moment's notice if that, and swept her father up into the air. No, what was she doing?! Was she gonna hurt him? Nobody should have any right to touch that king except her! ...The exceptions were, of course, him allowing this. However, he did not allow this.

The car-servical began snarling, looking at the odd hybrid who had taken her ebony-pelted father for a flight. Her magenta and golden colored eyes narrowed in anger, at first. Her voice was protective, but a bit angry as well. "Hey! Baka! Put my father down this instant!" That being said, she dropped the crown onto one of her paws, and attempted to lob it at Jiyu. She stamped the ground with her paws, trying to figure out a way to tackle her if she could not hit her with the crown.

Riku decided to climb up the wall of their abode, to get up onto the house and tackle whatever evil demon this was, attacking a good-hearted man like that! However, upon seeing the dragon land and Akuma recognize her, the wildcat gets off of the wall and pads towards them. What happened? Who was this? Her mother? How did Akuma know her? Fictional brows furrow as she sits down, coughing awkwardly. "Uh... sorry about that confusion. Um, wh-who is this, Otousan? How are you guys related?"