Lost souls

It had been a week since Bane had left the safety of a village and entered the desert again. He had heard rumors about a demon who lurked around a near oasis and killed all travelers that strayed to close. Bane was in the mood for some bloodshed so he had set out to kill the demon. He was having second thoughts. He had almost run out of food, and ran out of water the day before. Bane needed to find that oasis or he was going to die of thirst. "you idiot, why didn't you get more supplies." Growled Kage no Ketsueki, a demon that shared Banes soul. "I thought we would find an kill it by now, besides we can get water at the oasis." Bane replied. "You realized since our souls are bonded that if you die i die, so don't die on me." snapped Kage no Ketsueki. "you know very well only i have to worry, if i get weak enough you'll just take over and do whatever the hell you want. Be it kill or side with that demon." Bane stated. "True, but i would never side with this demon that you're hunting, its to weak, anyway stop chatting and focus on finding that oasis." Kage no Ketsueki demanded. Bane would have rolled his eyes but he knew the demon wouldn't see it. Thats when Bane spotted it, an oasis. "WATER" Bane screamed rushing forward. "be careful, remember the demon is lurking at a nearby oasis this could be it, besides i sense another presence, i cant tell if its the demon or something else though." Kage no Ketsueki. Bane drew his sword and prepared for a fight.

((ooc: just so you know since Bane and Kage no Ketsueki share a soul when they talk no one can hear them, its kinda like Bane is just thinking the words and since Kage no Ketsueki doesn't really have a mouth anymore unless Bane transforms into demon mode only Bane can hear him.))

The egg-shell-white keffiyeh wrapped around Rentrer's head made a light, ripping sound as he tore a small piece off. The hybrid bent over from his cross-legged position and dipped it into the water until it was completely soaked and lay refreshingly on his palm. The oasis water revitalized his mind as he padded it on his dried sweat covered face, after walking on the desert trail for a day. He stood up, and, not bothering to see who was around, meandered to his cello case and bag leaning on a nearby tree. About two steps later, he finally turned his head.
"WATER!"
"...WOAH!" he exclaimed as he jumped back a bit. Rentrer hadn't seen anyone for a while. Much less a guy who likes to run around in a trench coat... in the desert. He quickly dashed behind the tree as quietly as he could. Which isn't that quiet. He peeked out to figure which direction to run in, gathering his stuff and preparing, but the man's sword glared directly in Rentrer's eyes, making him stumble. It was similar to when an obnoxious kid shines the bright reflection of his watch right in your face.
Wait... he realized, what am I doing? I don't know if I can outrun this guy; fleeing worsens the process. I need to start hanging out with regular people more often. The boy relaxed and tried to look calm as he straightened his posture.