Moonrise Under Unfamiliar Skies

Not using the term undead? At least she had to admit, with a set of three nods, that he was right on the "still alive just different from human". Different origins, different thoughts. "More people needs this broad view on all the variations there are, human or otherwise. Specially in regards to demons. They suffer the most, specially with spirits that serves the deities harassing them.", not an uncommon scenario in Japan, where an Oni could suddenly start making straw sandals and bring good fortune to the home that was once cursed with their misery. Or foxes who atoned for their mischief by serving a great deity.

"Sweet! Although for racing, hm...", wasn't hard for her to tell, he couldn't exactly see, not with eyes like those, "Guess we would need to settle for on-foot racing. So, I think for the time being we should settle with hand to hand and swordfight. But chances are we will use Kendo gear to practice in a safer environment."

Stopping for a moment to listen to the leaves rustling to the wind, Basté closed her eyes, inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, her nostrils welcoming the scent of nature. "The air here is fresher than back there... Don't you think?"

"Yeah, for those who lived too long in a town or a big city, a breath of rural or wild air is welcome.", and how. The air of the urban areas bothered but didn't harm her, always the stench of combustion engines or smoke, specially cigarettes, Basté could walk behind a smoker and only frown from it, never force a cough to show that it bothered her.

What has she seen so far? "Not much yet, I'm a fresh arrival. Going to be guided through the academy's facilities soon too. But outside of the academy, I'll explore for a bit myself, and might need to be directed here and there every now and then.", by now they would be considerably closer to the starting point.

There was no reason for her to hesitate, or step back. After all, Leandro was no threat, just a night acquaintance she has gone for a walk with in the night... And she was no child to avoid strangers. "I suppose. You don't have problem hitching a ride on my bike, do you? Because in turn, I want to give you a little bit of what it feels like to ride one, even if as a passenger." That was certainly an "yes".

"I just like riding my way around... The feeling of being free and wild. As for how long I might stay awake.... I'm not sure, but I'll certainly get to bed well before sunrise. But sure, hop on, the night is young.", what harm was there in letting him enjoy the night with her? She even offered him her helmet, as she had a different way to protect herself.

And once Leandro got on, Basté showed how. There were multiple hissings from all around them, and serpents woven of air imbued with her energy concentrated on the orange-head, before forming a wind aura. "Hold onto tightly, Leandro.", and how, as she would be quick to part from that parking spot as soon as he held onto her.