Lord Sesshomaru (fluffy_sessh) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-04-07 00:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | glory, sesshomaru |
Who: Sesshomaru and Glory
What: The most powerful demon in Japan and a Hell God get into it
Where: Projects
When: Evening of tonight
Status: In Progress
Rating: TBD but possibly high due to violence
Ever since the arrival of Glory, Sesshomaru had been wary of her. She reeked of power. He didn't need his yoki to sense it. He could smell it. Yet in spite of the power she could wield, she was like a selfish child and a shallow one at that. Inuyasha's woman, hell, that long dead pervert of a monk Miroku was a better choice to wield the power Glory had. Still, that didn't mean Sesshomaru was reckless around her. He was appropriately wary and kept tabs on her to ensure she stayed away from his humans.
But now, after a month or so of her being here, he was tired of avoiding her. She needed to now that she was not welcome and would do well to seek her key elsewhere. Spotting her in the projects, he narrowed his golden gaze at her and adjusted the swords on his belt. He had chosen his old clothes, the white robes and the armor, for this. Best to look as impressive and imposing as he could. He wanted to make this quick. With a strong, firm leap up, he easily vaulted the distance between himself and the Hell God and landed in front of her and stood to his full height, looking down at her.
"I have tired of you here Glorificus," he informed her. "I will give you this chance to leave peacefully."