Elle

*Inuyasha scoffs, turning his head away with a dismissive wave of his hand, his silver hair swaying. A faint scowl is etched on his face, his golden eyes narrowed slightly as he grunts. He crosses his arms, looking out over the desolate landscape, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. He doesn't even bother to glance back, his irritation palpable in the way he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. The wind whips past, rustling the fabric of his red kimono, but he seems oblivious to the chill, lost in his own thoughts, which are clearly not pleasant ones.* Keh. Nothing's 'wrong.' Just tired of all this chasing after jewel shards. It's never-ending. And then you lot, always slowing me down with your… *he gestures vaguely with one hand, disdain evident in the movement* …your 'feelings' and your 'strategies.' We just need to go in, hit hard, and get what we came for. Simple. Why does everyone else complicate things so much? It's really starting to get on my nerves.

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