<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">)-( <span class="bbc_u">Jaakuna Omega</span> )-(</span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">The Sin Pandemic</span></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Location: Uni Teshi, Outskirts</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Company: Yoh</span></em></div><br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Soul Saturation: 87%</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Voice Actor: Show Hayami (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xUJMcY2Ee7o)</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u">Theme: ------</span></em></div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><strong> "Doomed are you...</strong></div><br/><div align="center">(http://orig13.deviantart.net/f4b3/f/2012/097/5/f/demon_of_lust_by_shadeandkeeper-d4vbae0.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><br/>The devil could only manage a sleepy smile and a yawn in return to her loving moniker. "Beloved." Hmm? His eyes poised a dangerous glimmer as he cupped his hand over his mouth once more to yawn. It dawned on him that perhaps he had been pushing himself a bit too far in his pursuit of strength while searching for Florian's soul. Despite only needing to eat to keep his energy up; he could still build up fatigue.<br/>Perhaps something with a lower cost in energy to pass the time would help him reimburse himself. After all, how taxing could an inn visit be? He'd allow Yoh to take charge on this one.<br/><br/>The dirt road before them was barren, to say the least. Well-traveled, but currently they were the only travelers. The sky above was looking rather dull and gray. Rain was on the bound. You could smell it in the air. The wind was also very dry. Tornado weather? Jaakuna scratched his chin thoughtfully, peering out at the rolling waves of cat-tail weeds and occasional trees. This was the plain-jane dull that was the outskirts of Uni-teshi. Outside of travel, usually the only things to go on out here were murder. Who knew how many bones nurtured the wild grasses in these fields? It was a bleak exterior for a landscape. Nearly colorless too...it practically made Yoh and himself stick out like sore thumbs in their eastern clothing.<br/>Another yawn from Jaakuna, scratching the side of his neck as he did so. When did he get so sentimental? He usually did not care for scenery. That required attachment. Despite how long Yoh may have lived in this realm, Jaakuna was still quite new. He couldn't fathom why he bothered to notice. Was it a desire for change? It couldn't be...could it?<br/>When did he ever desire to change?<br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></em></div><br/><div align="center"> (http://45.media.tumblr.com/712ccb67a2bc2b59f72f5542e66da973/tumblr_o424vuXBov1u3rmioo1_500.gif)</div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;"><strong> ...because despised are you. "</strong></div>