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[goatlordyomi]

Who: Yomi, Karasu
What: A friendly pre-school chat
When: Sometime over the late summer
Summary: Yomi asks Karasu to drop by for... chatting.

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[dark_aristocrat]

Karasu could not understand at first why he had been summoned. Despite his many absences over the past school year, he thought he had performed admirably as a human teacher. All the same, when he was making his way towards the Lord's home, he adopted that human form, quietly stalking towards the home and knocking once before simply letting himself in, opting to not waste time waiting for Youda or someone similar to let him in.

The human form carried with him as he stepped into the study, guided by that keen sense of hearing and a demon's sense of smell, loitering then in the doorway, his human-like grey eyes peering at the "principal" thoughtfully.

"You wished to see me, my lord...?" came that silken voice, eyes betraying nothing as he waited. Of course, despite his apathy, it was obvious if one knew his nature that he was curious, that he was simply...waiting, eager to know why he had been summoned.

[goatlordyomi]

Yomi stood as Karasu drew near so that he was waiting for him when he arrived in his office. "Welcome," he said softly, voice even and polite, making it impossible to determine what his motives were. "Please, come in and sit down. Would you like something to drink, perhaps?"

[dark_aristocrat]

His voice was too even, too calm. Karasu couldn't determine what his purpose in sending for him was and that...disturbed him inwardly, while still keeping his curiosity pricked. Still, at those welcoming words he nodded, sauntering inwards and slipping down, carefully, into the proffered chair, grey eyes wandering over the other demon-in-hiding.

"Lord Yomi..." he tested, voice soft, lips quirking upwards in a small smirk. "I...would love a glass of wine, if it is not too early...?"

[goatlordyomi]

"Of course. I believe it is never too early for fine wine," he replied with a faint bemused smile, seating himself as well, and casually snapping his fingers. The sound would easily carry to the sensitive ears of his faithful... aide.

"So, while we wait for our wine, I hear you have quite won the favor of my son."

[youda]

Youda of course heard and a few moments later, the door opened as the old goat entered with a tray bearing a bottle and two wine glasses. He set the tray carefully on the table, gave Yomi a bow before glancing at Karasu for a moment.

"Do you require anything else, Yomi-sama?"

[dark_aristocrat]

"I'm glad to see that someone agrees with me..." he said quietly, glancing to the door, seeing Youda step in with the wine and relaxing. His trust was not something easily won...but something that could be earned, if only in a small degree.

All the same he turned back to face Yomi, head tilting in a birdlike fashion, lips curling upwards, appearing thoughtful.

"You have a rather delightful son. Intelligent...cunning...willing to learn..."