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 Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 5:52 pm
Karakura Town Park is an open area in the midst of the houses, apartments, condominiums, schools, and businesses. There is a playground set for children, complete with a low rock climbing wall, a see-saw, swings, and a spider web jungle gym. The metal parts of the structure are painted a blue color, while the fences are a dark green that accentuates the blue. Most of the plastic bases are a dark brown. Although signs read that the playground set is for children twelve and under, the structures are sturdy enough to support people of any age and weight. Rather than sand, the area around the playground is covered by soft woodchips, making the ground less muddy during the rainy season.
Next to the playground set are two fenced in tennis courts, while to the other side of the playground set is a full basketball court with stadium lighting for children who can only play after late-afternoon cram school. Behind the park lies an open expanse, wide enough to house a soccer field, a baseball field, and a grassy area for picnicking, tousling, kite-flying, Frisbee tossing, or a wide variety of other activities.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 5:59 pm
Stretching his arms as he walked, Yuhng approached the Karakura Town Park, ready for some training with Yumi. It was a bit of a dangerous choice to be working on such abnormal powers in an open area, but Yuhng didn't think too much of it. Archery was offered at some of the local high-schools, so people would probably think they were students more dedicated to gym than to academia. Besides, from the last invasion, he guessed that Karakura's residents had probably see shinigami in gigai swinging their zanpaku~tos around, and those weren't always katana, so there had to be something more odd than kendo and archery.
Picking a shaded area in the open field, under a group of trees which lined one side of the park to protect the house behind the park from disturbance, Yuhng sat down, starting to do his V-sits and stretching his quadriceps, hamstrings, gastrocnimius, soleus, and tibalia anterior. He was hoping that he would not have to be worried about dodging some of Yumi's reishi arrows, but there was always the chance of that happening.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 9:55 pm
((Note: This PRP takes place several days after the Las Noches plot.))
It was a wonderful morning in Karakura. The sun was shining, the birds are chirping, and happy children ran around the playground, playing their games of hide-and-seek and tag. As the simple festivities continued to take place, a lone, young man, wearing a sky-blue, long-sleeved polo shirt with Quincy and tribal designs on them, a pair of white pants, and ebony-black shoes with white outlines near the soles, sat on one of the swings; the gentle wind playing with his hair. He looked up at the sky as the clouds that flew by reflected upon his deep blue shades as a smile came to his face.
Then it hit him.
A small, red ball whacked him right on the face as it bounced off it and came to rest a few inches near him on the ground. A little girl, about eight years old, approached him cautiously, knowing what she had just did, mustering up all her courage to ask the young man for her ball back. It was her favorite ball and she and her friends were playing with it when they accidentally threw it too hard which then hit the young man on the face.
"Uhmmm...," the little girl trailed off, biting her lip as she tip-toed closer to the young man. Of course, the young man already sensed her presence even before she approached him so he knew what she wanted to say even though she was stuttering and wasn't able to say it out loud.
Standing up from the swing set where he sat, the young man picked up the ball with his right hand and approached the young girl with the ball. He then knelt in front of the little girl and handed the ball out to her with a smile on his face which alleviated the girl's worry as her expression changed back to its childish cheer. "Be careful next time, okay?" said the man, patting the girl gently on the head ans sightly ruffling her hair. The young girl blushed and thanked the man as she ran back to her friends, leaving the man content with what he just did.
Standing up, he walked back to the swing set and glanced at his wristwatch. He was waiting for someone there and he supposed that she was late because of something. He was already sitting there for almost an hour now, but he still remained there, patiently waiting for that one person to arrive. Who would ever guess this simple, kind, and gentle young man was actually a shinigami. But not just any ordinary shinigami, but the Vice Captain of Squad Nine, Xeion Kuchiki?
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2009 10:59 pm
((OOC: How old does your character look?)) Her body smooth and soft, no hole or mask fragments. Her death caused her eyes, hair, and lips to turn cotton candy pink, but mortalized again with the gift from Aizen, allowed her to take on her dazzling and yet again, unnatural appearance. She stood just under five feet tall, her eyes had returned to their natural, but unnatural crystal blue color, being full blooded Japanese, this was a rare gift or curse depending on who was looking upon her. her Hair was till put up into her large pigtails with her bangs overing the left side of her face, but now her hair had returned to it’s original color. A dark jet black color, that reflected a slightly blue tint in the bright suns rays.Her small stature was complimented by her large and perky bust.
A small cute woman still dressed in her high school uniform walked silently across the grass with a messenger bag throne loosely over her shoulder...
Being able to see the ball from the distance smack into the mans face she couldn’t help but find it amusing. Giggling to her as she strode towards Zeion Kuchiki. Though she wasn’t the person he was waiting for, she found his action to be honorable and cute. As she observed the entire scene she picked up her own pace and began to walk towards the young man. She giggled again to herself and whispered, ”He looks like fun...” She mused to herself playfully. Looking briefly up into the sky she popped her lips once and grinned with her lips sealed shut. Though they where pouty, she had absolutely no make-up applied to her face except for her two snake bite piercing on her lower lip and a single bar piecing through her right eye brow.
As she neared the man she stopped watching what he did, simply observing for a moment before quickly skipping to his location. she giggled as he turned to face her. Looking up to him with a coy smile she giggled again with her eyes shut. Tilting her head to the side briefly she opened her eyes and in her hand held a small ball. It was red, the same size as the other girls. There where a pile of balls off on the edge of the play ground, these balls where dropped by a baseball coach a few days ago, she had picked it up and had stuffed it in her messenger bag. Looking down to it for a moment she grinned, showing her white teeth before looking back up to him, ”Is it a requirement to hit you in the face have a conversation?” She giggled again knowing that her small playful flirt might pull a rise out of this stranger.
Perhaps this relationship would form into something strong and ever lasting, or simply fall through right here and now?
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 2:27 pm
((Xeion looks about 18~19 years old.))
Xeion giggled in response to the young lady's question. From the swing where he sat, he looked up to her and gave her a warm, sweet smile; one that would assure that he was someone who meant no harm. "No, not really. Although, that would make the conversation more interesting, but in fairness, you don't need to," said Xeion, motioning to a nearby swing set just beside the one where he sat.
As he finished talking, he began to analyze the young lady behind his deep, blue shades. The first thing he noticed was that she was wearing a Karakura High School uniform which, obviously, made her a high school girl. Another thing he noticed was that she had beautiful, well-kept, jet-black hair, tied into pigtails, as well as had piercings on her lower lip and upper brow. Xeion wasn't disturbed by this since he was used to the modern fashion of the Japanese youth, being one himself, usually brandishing out of this world clothes, accessories, and other such things which made them look like they were part of a visual kei band or something. Lastly, he noticed the she had beautiful, blue eyes -- a rare trait for a Japanese person to have, meaning that she was either half Japanese or just lucky that her chromosomes were able to give her such eyes.
Seeing her eyes, it made Xeion think about his own eyes which were a deep, blood red hue, due to something sealed inside him which made him have to wear his blue shades, enchanted with powerful magic from all parts of the world, over his eyes to prevent 'it' from going out of control. Such was a Revenant's life though he was used to it by now, living with his eyes sealed like that for almost 19 years, and was actually proud that he had it since it was a sign of his heritage, of his people, of his pride as a Revenant, a being neither living nor deceased, allowing him to live normally in both the worlds of the living and the dead. Of course, Xeion also noticed that the young lady had a large bust, like his senpai, Rangiku Matsumoto, and the special human under the protection of the Soul Society, Inoue Orihime, but chose not to explore on that a bit further seeing as it would be rude, not to mention beyond his moral code as a knight, to do such a thing to a lady.
Keeping his attention directly at her face, he smiled once again. "You have beautiful eyes, miss. They're beautiful and blue, just like the sky above us," complimented Xeion. "Are you also waiting for someone? If so, you are welcome to chat with me, if you wish. I'll try my best to keep you entertained until the person you're waiting for arrives."
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 1:06 am
Simply enough Ishi giggled in return to his own, she gave him a slight toothy smile as she watched him, nodding slightly taking in what he was saying. Her smile faded into a small grin, where her pouty lips where slightly pressed together. Blinking she took in his entire figure, giving him a once over, it wasn't an advance but rather, simply a way to take in and remember who he was. Already this relationship was moving forward in the right direction. "It would..." She giggled again, "Oohhhh..." She said in a sad tone looking at him with puppy dog eyes. Her gaze fell upon the swing beside him and she giddily moved to it and sat down, making sure to press her skirt down upon her bottom as she sat in the seat not to give him or any body else too much to look at when she did take a seat. Sitting down she smoothed the skirt down over her legs, keeping her knees together as she quickly slid the messenger bag from her shoulder and onto the ground to the right of her. Slowly she began pumping her legs back and forth, just enough to add a little swing to her new seat.
Her uniform was made up of the gray jacket and gray skirt, with a white dress shirt, black knee high dress socks and the common school loafers. Now that she was out of class she had unzipped her jacket and dress shirt allowing a small portion of her cleavage to show. Not to mention that the jacket and dress shirt made her feel stuffy, her arrancar uniform barely covered her body for a reason, if she could Ishi would go every where naked. Not because she thought of herself as a creature to be stared upon, but simply because cloths made her uneasy, having a slight anxiety of being stuffed into too small of space. Time and time again she blamed her large bust for that reason, no matter the support, her "ladies" just wanted to be free. An uncommon trait that she possessed apart from other female counterparts. Though simply because of her nature and not wanting to receive negative attention she wore a braw, and not one that gave her the appearance of having even more of a bust than she already had. It was simply brass tacks, and held her "girls" in place. Now for her eyes, she was the lottery in the Asian culture, being as likely to be born with blue eyes as a full blooded Asian, was as likely as being born albino...
Though when relating herself to the living or the dead, she had accepted her death long ago, but since Aizen gave them the ability to live and be dead gave her a new reason to continue to exist. The reason she was here, was to interact with a very young man, a person that had no intelligence about the world he existed in, about how hollows and shinigami devoured and protected them without any human ever having a single clue about what was actually happening beyond the veil they where all forced to live behind. So she would learn what she could about as many people as she could with her time on Earth, and even she had made it a goal to learn a few new fighting techniques and pick up a few other lucrative skills along withe way, like singing, dancing, and the general arts. For now she was indulging in another kind of art, which was the art of conversation; her first goal here, to hold a conversation with a complete stranger. Normally she'd avoid the awkward conversations with people she knew nothing about, but this time it was different. She wanted to do something out of the norm. Who was to say she couldn't? She had already lived and died, so if she screwed up and his person would ruin her reputation, she'd simply eat his soul and call it a day. The thought crossed her mind and caused her to giggle slightly. Eating souls was completely unnecessary now that she was an arrancar but she could if she still wanted too. On top of that, she could either use her spiritual reverse damage, or simply drain the souls in the mediate area to heal her wounds. For now, she was content being a human, not eating or even seeing any random souls. For now, she was alive.
Normally she would take the compliment well, but now she simply blushed and looked to the ground, it was the kind of thing she never got. A gentleman telling her how he thought of her physical appearance. Normally she'd look at a younger male with a look of "your an idiot" expression , but she had seen how he reacted when confronted by the child's mistake. He was an honest gentleman. So, she simply blushed as she looked to the ground, making small circles in the dirt below with her feet, her slow swinging motion coming to a complete halt. "Th-thanks." Looking up she smiled at him with still blushed cheeks, "Actually I came here to talk to you." Looking down she continued to blush, "I'm trying to break a bad habit." Looking off she giggled weakly, "I'm really shy." She lied completely, but her ruse was fully believable. "So I thought I'd come and talk to another stranger all by themselves." Looking at him again she smiled with a small toothy grin, and giggled yet again slightly, "You wont have to entertain me." She shrugged and looked to the ground again, "My friends make fun of me a lot, I entertain everybody I come in contact with." CHuckling she looked back up to him, "I'm so clumsy, and I'm so easily flustered." Giggling again she looked back down to the circles on the ground she had made with her feet.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 3:02 pm
Xeion grew somewhat curious with her response. "Talk to me?" he repeated once over before the young lady started to explain her actions to him. Xeion kept calm as the young lady told him her story about how she wanted to break her habit and usher in a possible change in her life, probably for the better. As Xeion continued to diligently listen to what she had to say, he could tell that she was lying about a few, minor things. That was another thing that Revenant's eyes are capable of doing.
When Xeion had looked into her eyes, he had also taken a look into her very soul. Revenants have a special ability, called 'Soul Searching', which can give them the ability to take a look at what a person really is like behind their daily facade and the different persona they take just to fit in with society. That meant that, no matter how hard they tried, a person Xeion had already looked at in the eyes can't fool him since he already knew their personalities even before they told him. This skill comes in handy, being the Squad Nine Vice Captain, as many people from different squads come to you for advice and ask for help, like a psychiatrist. His ability allows him to have thorough knowledge about each person's feelings and is able to give them appropriate advice and encouragement specific to their needs. It's probably one of the reasons why he was a well-liked figure in the first place since he seemed to have the right thing to say to anyone at any given time, although this was not always the case.
Xeion smiled upon hearing her explanation. It seemed as though she lied about being shy, but being a gentleman, did not point it out for it would be blatantly rude to just say that she was lying without gaining even as much as a slight closeness to that lady as well as it would probably hurt her feelings if he did. In modern terms, it was like the saying, 'putting out a fire before it grew'. Therefore, Xeion decided to play along with her game just for the sake of it. If it entertained her, then Xeion had no reason to take away her fun. After all, he did promise her that he would entertain her.
"Shy, huh?" asked Xeion, not surprised both because he already knew that what she said wasn't the truth as well as he knew how to deal with shy people since his sister, Rin-chan, who was back in the Sereitei, was an incredibly shy person. Humoring her, he answered with a smile. "Well, if you feel that you can break your bad habit if you talk with me, then by all means, I am at your disposal. Of course, I will also do my best to help you achieve your goal. My sister is also shy as well, so I know how to act around your types," said Xeion. Now that he had made his point across, it was time for him to give some advice which would probably relate to what the young lady was doing as a whole. Although she may not be as shy of a person as she says she was, some parts of her story were true. Even though Xeion didn't know as to what reason she trained herself for, it was a knight's honor to help a lady in need.
"A famous Greek historian, Plutarch, once wrote that a person's character is simply a habit long continued. In the same manner, David Hume, a Scottish historian, also wrote that a person's character is simply a result of a system of stereotype principles. Simply put, what these two people are basically telling us is that, as persons, we can change ourselves into any direction we like," said Xeion, turning his head to look at her, still brandishing his warm smile. "If a person tries hard enough, that person can become something even he or she never dreamed of becoming at first. They could become a powerful fighter, an enchanting singer, or even a wonderful dancer -- there are no limits a person with the drive to change could be!" exclaimed Xeion happily. " You, young miss, just took that first step. Branching out to change yourself and break a bad habit -- it's something much easier said than done. With you being shy, as you said, this is already a big change for you. Speaking to a complete stranger with such confidence? Why, I'd even go so far as saying you've already changed the moment we first met. It's like you're not shy at all as a shy person, from my experience, would totally stutter and blush when meeting someone for the first time, let alone speak to them. I applaud you, miss!" smiled Xeion, standing up, pointing over to a juice dispenser machine near the playground. "Well, why don't we celebrate? I'll go get us some juice. My treat. What kind of juice do you like?" Xeion asked.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:03 pm
((Um, not sure what's going on with Xeion & Ishi here, and I really don't have time to read it all, I'm late for replying to Yuhng... can I just reply to his post or does the PRP you two are doing affect the area? ))
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 3:03 pm
(( I think we can assume that they met on the playground area and we're in the field right now. ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 4:29 pm
((I hope this area isn't a PRP ... I would like to use it too. biggrin ))
Masato enters the park from the North. Walking slowly because of his wounds he starts looking for a victim right away. The sun is going down and soon the freaks will come out into the park. This is the perfect place for Masato to feed on souls and gain his energy back.
Masato makes it to a park bench by a large tree and grabs a seat. The ritual to earn his mark as a Raven was complete. He has fused with his doll and his power has increased ten fold. But the wounds he received from it could only be healed by the blood and souls of the weak.
As the sun set, the children and parents started to leave the park and Masato took off his sun glasses. Speaking to himself he says, "Soon it will be dark and some looser will come through the park and I will have what I am looking for. Master Ky is at peace with the Shinigami, but I'll never be. I say it will take a couple dozen dead bodies to turn up all over the place and the squads will be out and about. Then it will be easy pickings for me. One by one I will take them out for my families loss."
Just as Masato was finishing talking to himself he could see a figure coming down the path towards him. A few seconds later a tall male approaches Masato. He is twice Masato's size. Looking down at the well dressed Masato the man says, "Hey, it's just my luck. It's not even dark yet and I got me one." Masato looks up at the man and his eyes turn a deep crimson red. He smiles and Masato says, "You couldn't have been more wrong ... I have been waiting for you ..." With that said Masato jumps into the air and punches the man in the throat smashing his Adam's Apple and sending the big man to his knee's. Unable to talk and breath, Masato grabs the guy by his long hair and drags him behind the tree. Once there Masato slams his head against the tree four times until the man is out cold. Masato then breaks his neck and holds his hand on the man's head as he takes his soul. Masato can feel his wounds healing almost instantly.
The dead body of the man lays there drained of his soul. Masato's wounds are all healed and his thurst for souls has been satisfied. The soul of the dead man adds to Masato's strength. Smiling Masato walks out from behind the tree and says, "The game has begun ...."
Masato walks out of the park and heads back to the Bount mansion .....
[exit .. ]
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:48 pm
((OOC: Sorry this reply is so late. Life got really busy.)) Though the man appeared curious she herself was having that typical over analytical complex where you yourself over criticize your own actions, words, and even ideals when meeting a new person. Though her goal was hardly believable, she waned anybody she ever met to like her or even fall in love with her. Though there where a few people she had met that she couldn't care for less, but this man seemed pleasant enough. So, quickly she made up her mind where she would make this man like her, despite how she would have to change or alter herself when ever she was around him. Though it wouldn't appear obvious, but it would appear between the words she said and the breaths she took. Her stance was well over confident, she figured she had this conversation in her side of the court and this man was wrapped around her finger. In a way he was, he willingly went along with her game. Which is exactly what she loved in any person she met, if they played in her games she would be the sweetest girl they'd ever meet.
It wasn't that she knew that he could see through her, but the way his eyes focused upon her, and the way the aura about him altered just ever so slightly to set her guilt off. His special trait was hidden within his mind and soul, but the way he carried himself seemed slightly fake, similar to the way she carried herself the two where similar in many ways, trying to make the other happy and continually complimenting each other. For now she was satisfied that he was wrapped around her fingers, or at least appeared to be. Never the less she didn't know that he could see right through her lies, but was curious to know what he really thought of her. On top of this curiosity was an extremely bold and brightly colored personality. Ishi Riki was the kind of girl that would bravely strut through a dark ally way all alone at night to see what the creepers would do lurking in it's shadows. She was the kind of person that could be classified as a walking bear trap, baited and all. She would dare skum to take advantage of them, and then drain them of their soul, and then destroy their bodies. At any crime scene, it'd appear that they where the victims. Though it took her some time draw her power back out of the Arrancar Gigai orb so that she could return to her spiritual essence, she would time her release as soon as the shadows began to follow her. Ishi walked that fine line between evil, and good. Was what she was doing a good thing? She would destroy entire gangs making sure that each man within the group suffered before they died. Even if those men where but boys, curious and stupid enough to attempt to make a name for themselves. After all, Ishi was an Arrancar, and more importantly, a Arrancar created by Aizen's hands.
Watching him smile brought a sparkle to her own eyes, instead of the look where she was inspecting, curious and suspicious but now she was gleeful and cheery. She took another step up towards the man, keeping only a little distance between herself and the stranger. She smiled warmly as her cheeks slightly flushed as she bit her bottom lip. Looking to the ground for a brief second she was sure to take a moment to allow her eyes to trace his figure as her eyes came back up to meet his own hidden eyes. Looking at him curiously she grinned devilishly as she began to draw her power out of the orb which masked all of her Arrancar powers. Ever slightly her blue eyes and brown hair began to fade to white. Watching him she took another step and rose both hands up to his sides, her long-ish nails dug playfully into his sides as she looked into his eyes. Her smile continued to reflect the devil, her voice was just as playful, "Tell me stranger..." She began to shift the power even more quickly, "Could you fall in love with a stranger?" She began to fade from view from the mortals as her hair and eyes began to quickly transform from white to pink. Her clothes too began to fade from her body, or rather, change into her Arrancar uniform. Just before her voice would disappear from a mortals ears she softly whispered, "Could you love a ghost?" As she took a step away from the man expecting that he could no longer see her, she twirled in spot on her toes and then stopped facing away from him. Giggling she began to skip away. Though on her half of the story, she wouldn't know that he could still see her. On top of this, it would reveal that she was an Arrancar, and on top of that she was ranked at one-hundred-four. Meaning she was a Privaron Espada, to be blunt... she was an Espada. Though not of the current high ranking Espada, she was still much stronger than many other Arrancar.
Her transformation took place after what he had said, it was her way of responding to what he had to say. She didn't care for history lessons, and wanted to make their meeting a little more interesting. She quickly began to look around for a spot where she could re-appear and surprise him. She had never done this before but she wanted it to be good. She wanted to see how far she could push this envelope.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 7:13 pm
((No problem, Ishe-chan. I don't mind waiting for a lady. 3nodding )) "Fall in love with a stranger, huh?" repeated Xeion while he continued looking into the eyes of the person he had just met there. Suddenly, her actions became a bit more aggressive as she slowly transformed into an Arrancar right in front of him. Even though her razor-sharp nails somewhat pricked his skin on his sides, he continued smiling at the girl, neither showing fear nor waning his smile, focusing only on her eyes and nothing else. He really didn't care as to what form she took since a lady is a lady and it would be rude to simply look away from a lady especially if she was talking. "Fall in love with a ghost?" he repeated the girl's sentence one more as she was now fully transformed into a pink-haired, pig-tailed Arrancar -- the Privaron Espada known by the name Ishi Riki and was also the one who can be compared to Feiy-sama, his mentor, in terms of skill and power. Being a Vice Captain, it was only natural for Xeion to be well-informed about these things. In fact, Xeion was very well-informed about what was happening around the world, thanks to connections and informants both in the human and spirit world. Just as she skipped out of sight, Xeion rested his chin on his hands, his face still lacking to show any negative expression aside from the look of amusement. It wasn't that he was surprised; rather, he was expecting something like that to happen. Even before, Xeion could have felt a slightly different aura coming from the girl as well as she looked like someone whom he had read about in the reports he had received although he just couldn't remember it until now. "So, my intel was right on the money. It seems that Aizen-sama had created an Arrancar version of a gigai, but to think that it would be someone as highly regarded in the ranks of Arrancar as Ishi Riki to show it to me first-hand is still quite a shock," said Xeion, amused and slightly giggling. Of course, this new finding would provide valuable information to the Sereitei, but Xeion chose not to disclose this and keep this information to himself. It was information that was gathered during the time he wasn't working as a shinigami, therefore, he considered it unfair. In addition, it was information obtained from the use of deception, even though Xeion didn't mean to, because the reason why she transformed so freely in front of him was because she still didn't know that he was a shinigami. Tricking a lady, although indirect, was still bad, and worse still if one would reveal a lady's secrets to someone else. Heaven knows just how women like to keep some of their secrets, and as a gentleman, he respected that. Returning back to the situation at hand, Xeion looked at his surroundings and found no trace of Arrancar presence anywhere. It was as if she had vanished into thin air, but Xeion expected nothing less from the feared and revered Ishi Riki. "Well, I don't know much about 'falling in love', but making friends I do know," said Xeion, closing his eyes and smiling, silently answering both questions the Arrancar had asked him, rhetoric or literal. Xeion, indeed, because of his natural, pacifistic nature, was absolutely ready to make friends with anyone he met. Arrancar, Vaizard, Bount, Quincy, Human, or fellow Shinigami, Xeion didn't mind, and in fact, already had friends within all those races such as the likes of Ky, Rakey-san, Kat-chan, Yumi-chan, Ezru-san, Drift-sama, and many others. Xeion would also welcome Ishi Riki's friendship, but first, he had to find her, or at least 'lure' her out. As luck would have it, a nearby large-screen monitor from a popular karaoke bar in Karakura suddenly played a karaoke version of When You Look Me In The Eyes by the Jonas Brothers. Talk about a song that fit the occasion. Xeion knew the band and the song, but he wasn't a fan of it. However, it seemed as though everyone like them, so Xeion figured that Ishi Riki, being exposed to the human world, might have already heard of the song and liked it as well. It was a long s**t, but still, Xeion tried. Opening his mouth, he started singing, the sound of his voice filling the air as people started to look toward him and smile as if they liked to hear Xeion's personal rendition of the popular song.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:17 pm
Though her eyes didn’t fail her she seen a perfect spot to re-appear, though it wasn’t original she appeared with a static ‘womf’ just a few feet above him. She was sitting with her legs crossed, flirting to show him a portion of her bare rump. Looking down to him with a flirty smile she giggled girlishly as she tossed her head to the side gently, not expecting him to see her she simply hummed the song along with his gentle voice. Though she loved the song personally simply because it was American she had heard many negative things about them. Opening her eyes the pink haired diva simply popped her lips playfully as she turned slightly away and looked at the screen. Reaching up she took out either weapon from her hair (two long throwing needles in each pig-tail) she placed them into her lap. Her hands reached back up to her hair and untied the knots holding her long hair into their pig-tails. Her hair fell gracefully around her face and shoulders. She still hummed the song and began running her fingers through her long silky Japanese hair. Her opened toed platform boots revealed her pampered toes wiggling to the beat. ((OOC: Sorry, writers block and sorry for not posting. I forgot all about this awesome RP! I’m so so so sorry! x3!!!))
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 8:44 pm
((enters willow))
along the out lying trees on the parks parameter Willow slowly exits scanning the area for the person he((she)) is supposed to be meeting here, not knowing where she would be. staying clear of the other Shinigami, willow walks over to a tree near the closest park bench. and sits down. then closes his((her)) eye's, and goes into deep thought...
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 1:04 am
†Hatsume† The soul reaper finally reached her destination. Appearing ontop of a near by building of some appartment. Her dark eyes filtered with red due to the light in the sky reflecting into her eyes; had been scanning below for afew seconds. Shearching for the one she was to meet. Leaning forward, this unseated member of squad 13 had finally spotted the woman she was waiting to spot. Dear, dear Yamamoki san. So it is final. Having a smirk grow onto her tender soft lips, Hatsume quickly moved off the edge only to make a leap down to a tree for a first landing, before making another leap off of the thick branch she landed on to move onto the ground. Her location wasn't far from Chieko. Only about 25 feet or so, appearing with a silent calm stance as if anxious for what was planned. "Hello there.." Curious words slipped from her vocals, as a hand shearched for the handle of her blade. Grasping around the clothed black handle with care and firmness. Yet, she continued to simply smile and await a answer.
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