Lost Book [Mission/Open]

The sound of another voice spooked her as the girl's limbs stiffened. It was probably another person on the same job to try to find the book. It was not unheard of to hire several different people for the same task. Plus she should have known since, who in their right mind would trust such a task to a thirteen year old? Not as if she could not do it but most children her age could barely swat a fly. In any case, she did not particularly enjoy interacting with others but as courtesy she did turn her head slightly to make eye contact with the stranger. Kaden took notice of it too and turned to face the man. Rather than growl the wolf pup seemed to cautiously walk towards him and sniff the area which was curious. Vyserya knew that but put aside that thought for now.

"Yes. I am," she said briefly before she raised the hood from her red cloak over her head and hair. Then the pause. Oh, now what to do? What to say? She wasn't very good at this socializing... communication thing. Rather than making a fool of herself and say something else that may have seemed childish or stupid, she clammed up and didn't say anything else. The male did not look that much older than herself but that was even more reason not to bring attention to herself.

And this is why Vyserya doesn't like people. There was something about them... perhaps it was in their nature to be rude. Internally sighing as she watched the unknown male walk past her and making such a comment, she decided it was best not to be too hung over on it. It was not as if he said something like, 'you better not get in my way', or 'go home' so it was not so bad. Still he seemed to be the type that thought he could just do this mission himself and thought not much of her as a person also on the same mission. Then again, her brother probably would have thought the same if she was not involved. Didn't mean she didn't keep a mental note of it and his blank expression though.

Still something felt off. Part of her felt like she should have known what or recognized something familiar that did not belong with this one. That was a large doubt it was due to her devil slayer magic... perhaps it was her senses? Being raised by a dragon and having a dragon slayer brother kind of helped in that department. Nowhere near as good as them or even her little wolf pup but it was enough. Trying not to get too off track, the silver haired female snapped her fingers to get Kaden's attention and back on the original search for the book. Reluctant the pup's ears lowered slightly as if he had been scolded before returning to sniffing around the ground.

Now to return his courtesy right? "V-" suddenly she remembered that her brother usually went around saying weird names that weren't their own. Figured there was a good reason for that so why break that? "Vaesella," she replied curtly with enough of a lingual tempo so it did not sound as if she hesitated or tripped up her words.

At the sound of the sneeze the child bit her bottom lip as she held her arms together within themselves. The girl actually did not mind the cold weather. Actually she was used to it and she enjoyed it to some extent. Learning to live and thrive in the wild with no real home to speak of kinda does that to impressionable young kids. But even so she felt the need to huddle up in her clothes after hearing the other's words and viewing his actions. He seemed focused on the book but he's been mean so far. Mean likely was not the best descriptor but the young girl couldn't think of anything else off the top of her head.

Her crimson eyes did find themselves eyeing the flying cat thing above the trees. She heard about them from their other father and she was honestly shocked to find one here. Likely a partner to the male as Kaden had been her partner. Refraining from saying anything, it was not long after walking together that the trees began to shake. Vyserya immediately tugged at her hood to extend the shadow over her face, mostly due to instinct. "Yes..." she replied shortly, withholding a snappy comment that it was difficult to miss. Kaden on the other hand turned to the source of the sound and, as young and headstrong the small wolf was, exhausted a meek howl from his tiny jaws. It was mostly cute and certainly wasn't as intimidating as the wolf likely wanted it to be. Which was fine in Vyserya's mind as she did not want to be gathering too much attention to themselves.

Rather than acting brashly, unlike her brother might, she turned to see what the mystery man would do or come up with for this situation. It was not as if she could not defend herself yet most of the time everyone around her seemed to believe she needed to be 'protected'. That being said for one reason or another the girl found it unlikely that was to be the case here.

The shrew didn't frighten her but it gave her something to keep her focus on. It was not as if the girl recoiled or shirked away in fear. If anything it probably would have shown that her nerves were greater than the average person. Wiggling her fingers beneath her cloak, she was prepared to execute some of her magic if need be. Then she saw what her temporary companion was doing. A bow and arrow. Crude but it saved her the trouble. Her crimson irises watched as the creature fell to her feet after being hit by the arrow and all she could do was shrug, unwavering from her stance.

After taking his own arrow her wolf began to move on from the ordeal as well. It pawed at Vyserya's ankle before nudging her in a certain direction. Strangely enough the male had gotten her attention and pointed in the the same area. Not even waiting for her to acknowledge it the girl shook her head mildly as she followed suit slowly. Eventually though the question was popped and catching wind of it only answered and confirmed thoughts in the Devil Slayer's mind. "Are you a dragon slayer or something?" Not even bothering to answer the question yet, she had already known the answer to her own.

Living with a dragon slayer for most of her life she had known the natural capabilities of one. What she couldn't deduce she read about in books about not only dragon slayers but other slayers as well. Being a Devil Slayer herself she did not have the naturally enhanced senses but she was sure with all the time she spent being raised by a dragon and spending time with her brother, the scent of a dragon might have lingered on her. Only a dragon slayer would be able to distinguish that. An animal might be able to however they likely wouldn't have known what a dragon smelled like. This was the only plausible answer. "There's no way you could smell that on me if you weren't one yourself."

Of course, huh? Vyserya had the urge to roll her eyes at that response but she did not. There was no initial way for her to know that. Then again that told her a few things. Kin, as he called himself, probably didn't have much interaction with anyone that was not a dragon slayer. It was a mix of surprising and expected but that was aside from the point. It was not as if she had much room to talk about those types of things for she herself didn't enjoy interacting with other people. The most interaction she has had was with her dragon slayer brother and the dragon that raised them both. Before she was to answer the strangely worded question however the male took a step back. His face remained the same but that action indicated some caution and that was... amusing.

"That's rude," she commented under her breath, squinting from below her hood. He appeared to have some sort of misconception or something about her. It was not as if the girl was trying to hide the fact she said that. At the same time she did take her time answering the question itself, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. "I'm human but I'm no dragon slayer." There was no need to mention that she was a Slayer at all, much less a devil slayer. Even her dragon father used to tell her to keep that under wraps if she could before he disappeared. "As for why I have a scent of a dragon..." How to word this? She was raised by one? Her brother and herself were trained by one? Her brother is a dragon slayer? "I knew one once when I was younger." Wait, why was she even bothering? Vyserya had no reason to explain herself to a stranger. "What does it matter?"

"..." he didn't answer. Went on about how great dragons are, or his perception of them. All dragons were different and since he was going on about them in such a way, Kin must have been like her brother and trained by one personally. "I don't remember seeing an angry dragon before," she murmured to herself again. The dragon Vyserya knew was never particularly angry from what she remembered. Lazy wasn't a good word to describe him either. Pushy maybe but joker...

The silver haired girl shrugged it off. This guy was showing a different side of himself at the mention of dragons and while she was no dragon slayer herself, she could understand the enthusiasm. Plus he seemed to take her word for whatever she said and was able to move on from the topic. She was grateful for that at least. "You hinted at the fact you had a lead before you stopped," she would say as he mentioned the book again. He moved past her and then all of a sudden it was back to square one. So exhausting.