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located in Japan, a part of How To Deal With A Demon, one of the many universes on RPG.


The country of Japan.


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Eris said her goodbyes as quickly as she could, tearing herself away from the mother's regret and the quiet but ever-growing anger of the father. She felt a bit disillusioned as she put her shoes back on again and went out the door towards Molyneux. This was a community that was at least, from her guess, half something other than human. Did they not care at all that the child was gone, was it a matter of indifference to them, or had their utter helplessness kept them hidden away?

She knew she could be overstating the case, but weren't there demons in their community that could have helped to start tracking the child? There were a wide range of demons, judging by what she'd managed to gather from her book so far, that had abilities that lent themselves well to finding humans, one way or another. Some by scent, or sight, or an aura of energy. Was their fear of being discovered so strong that they would let a child die?

Eris paused at Molyneux' side. Then again, perhaps the chasm between demon species was too great for cooperation, or the kind of demon the child was had inspired hate or fear from those around them. They hadn't seem dangerous to her, but again and again Eris was confronted with her own ignorance in the world she know inhabited. Yet again she admonished herself to read and remember the book she'd been given, a kindness she would not forget.

"I don't precisely know where to start, but if the wind is right and the child is somewhere not too far, I might be able to catch her scent. I'm not sure what kind of demons they are, but I'm willing to check the forest if you are, for lack of a better lead. But you have more experience in working for the Council, and with demon types, do you have any ideas?

She hoped against hope that Molyneux knew what to do, because otherwise she felt like she was flying blind. She wasn't averse to banging on some doors and questioning neighbors, but the attitude of the area seemed more forbidding than friendly, and the first 24 hours of a disappearance--if television was anything to go by--was crucial. And a demon child, a potentially hungry one, would be a danger to them all. A small part of her, small but insistent, believed that if a few kidnappers, human or otherwise, died to feed a demon child that would be no loss, but she quieted it, as she had been attempting to do for all of her other demonic impulses. Those voices were only growing louder, alas, but the distraction of the bar and the book, as well as this case, were helping in that fight.

"Could you tell what kind of demons they were? That could help us find the child."