Follow the city lights

If there was something Yukiko loved to do, it was walking around cities. She had always enjoyed it, since she was a little girl: being surrounded by people, taking in the smells, the sounds, the faces of the people. Maybe it was just her predatory instinct, which caused her pupils to dart from person to person, following any movement, while her tongue flashed in and out of her mouth tasting the air. Or maybe it was just that she liked to feel like a normal person, just one girl among many others, once in a while... Although in that particular city, on that particular island, the concept of "normal people" was shaky at best.

But it was her animal side that enjoyed being outside the most. The city was like a big living being, it had a pusle, a heartbeat, that resonated across the people and the street lights, the cars and the security cameras, the giant ads and the goods exposed by the various shops. Feeling that beat, feeling pulsate within her, was the second best sensation in the world. And please don't ask what the very best was.

This was Yukiko's first time thoroughly exploring that city: after getting lost a number of time, taking turns at random and generally enjoying her time, the girl found herself in a rather isolated area. The sun was setting, and the street lights seemed to be damaged, it really appeared to be one of those tough neighborhoods you'll find in the most peripheric areas. The green-haired bombshell wasn't scared or even worried, of course: after all, she could hardly imagine that the darkness could possibly hide something scarier than herself. Still, it was probably time to get back.

Welp, now which way do I go to get back to the campus?

She wondered aloud.

@Poppy

Suddenly there was a rumbling noise, and the street was blocked out with debris. Her eyes quickly darting around, Yukiko assessed the situation: she was, for all intents and purposes, trapped in there, unless jumping into the dark window of an abandoned building counted as an "escape route". But considering her company in that situation, it probably didn't.

Because yes, Yukiko had company, she wasn't alone in that street. A person in a gas mask was standing on the roof of the closest building, saying something about how girls shouldn't wander around at night.

Her hands in her pockets, Yukiko looked up at the apparition.

"So cheesy lines aside, what I hear is that we are alone, in a blockaded area, with no witnesses and the cover of the night."

Her expression suddenly changed, and as she broke in a crazed smile, both her fangs and her snake-like eyes shining in the moon's light. She wasn't the nice, cuteness-addicted, somewhat awkward college girl, in fact, she wasn't even Yukiko anymore: Kaguya's personality, his bloodlust, his predatory instinct, were out in the open, now that there wasn't the risk to be seen. It sure had been a while, and that body could only support a fraction of his original powers, but that person had gone through the trouble to set a trap for him (well, her), it would have been rude to hold back at this point.

"What is this, Christmas in advance? Bring it on, you masked freak*! "



*kono kamen yaro, I think I conveyed it well enough. Yukiko switches from an awkward, forced-sounding Keigo to full-on hamminess when she goes all out.