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 Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 7:01 pm
The weather in the soul society did not reflect that of the world f the living. It was a cool crisp night, the full moon's light touched everything as a breeze made its way through. Close to what was left of the Urahara shop, Isshin Kurosaki stepped out of shunpo and lightly on the ground. The trip to the soul society went as he had expected. The commander listening, the rest not.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 7:16 pm
Mashiro came to the area, as she had done since the stormy night when the Shinigami appeared. She didn't know why, but her feet kept carrying her to this spot. She looked around the ravaged place, and froze when she saw Isshin. She blinked, thinking he looked familiar, somehow... He looked like the guy that ran the clinic, the one she went to because it was easier for her to afford. She looked again. Yup, it definately looked like him, but he was wearing the uniform of a shinigami, so it couldn't be, right?
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 7:20 pm
"So you're here also..." Elliot was behind mashiro. He was wearing a scarf and a beanie. He approached her then stood beside her. He noticed Isshin and his reiatsu. "Is he...?" he asked, glancing at Mashiro.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 7:32 pm
Mashiro turned to him, and nodded. "I think so. He's a shinigami, I can feel it, but he looks familiar. He wasn't here with the others." she paused before continuing. "He reminds me of the doctor at that one clinic..." she trailed off, then shook her head. "No, you wouldn't know it. Never mind." she said quickly. She watched the man again, realizing faintly that the two of them were in plain sight, but it didn't register as a danger.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 8:09 pm
He smiled at Mashiro. "Why don't we visit the clinic tomorrow morning to see if he's really that doctor you met before." He suggested, putting his hands inside his jacket's pocket.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 11:04 pm
Saratobi entered the real world. It wasn't his first trip here, but he never came often. That was the job of the 10th Division. He came ony those few times his expertise was needed. The stranger would have the advantage here.
Saratobi closed his eyes and waited. He felt the strangers reiatsue. hmm... he moves very quickly to get so far in such a short time. But I am still quicker. But, I must remember to keep my distance. He is a dangerous prey to begin with and now i am on his territory.
Saratobi began to shunpo towards the stranger. As he got closer to where the stranger stopped. Saratobi continued towards the strangers position. carful to keep his reiatsu low. From his position Saratobi could see the remnants of a building. He looked around a little and realized what the building was. It was the remnants of Urahara's shop.
He also sensed the reiatsu of two others. They were weaker than a Shinigami, or even a many hollow but stronger than a normal human. These must be some of our allies from here. But I better make sure they don't see me either, just incase
Saratobi continued to follow Isshin Kurosaki from the shadows.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 5:16 am
"That sounds alright...." She paused and looked at the man again. "I wonder if something is going on? I thought they all went back home...?" she murmured, eyebrows knitting together in a slight frown of confusion. Her black hair was tied back in a ponytail, her usual cap was on her head. She wore a pair of jean capris and a black T-shirt, on her feet were a pair of canvas tie shoes that wer black and metallic. Her brown eyes watched Isshin, sharp for any sudden movements.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 7:32 am
Isshin took a look back at the two people behind him and noticed that they where looking right at him. His eyes grew wide a bit. "Hello Hello." He said to himself as he fixed his posture and walked over. "Hello ladys.." He said in a very cocky and a semi creepy way.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 7:58 am
"L-Ladies?" Elliot's eyebrows furrowed at the insult Isshin said. A vein popped on his head, he moved in front of Mashiro. He measured the man's reiatsu, he was thinking rationally. He feared Isshin's reiatsu. "Are you from that Soul Society place?" He asked rudely and calmly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 2:10 pm
Saratobi tried to listen to the exchange, but he was to far away to hear much and didn't want to risk becoming exposed by getting any closer. However what Saratobi could discern was the change in Isshin's demeanor. hmm... Do they know each other? It doesn't look like it but I can't be sure from here.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 2:50 pm
"Do you have any particular reason as to why you're following my old comrade?" Amath asked from behind Saratobi as he deactivated his reiatsu cloaker. His jet black hair hung in a mess across his face, his red eyes shining dully from underneath. After a moment, he crosed his arms across his chest, hiding parts of his black haori.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 3:14 pm
Where the hell did this guy come from? Saratobi unsheathed his zanpakuto and quickly turned slashes at the one who snuck up behind him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 3:16 pm
Amath narrowed his eyes as his hand shot out instinctivly, stopping the blade with a mere finger. After catching sight of Saratobis eyes, he pushed the blade back and resumed his stance. "Well?" he asked once more, raising his eyebrow.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 3:22 pm
"Howl Oni Ookami" Saratobi said under his breath and his Zanpakuto shrunk a little and got thinner, and sharper. Saratobi shunpo behind Amath and put his zanpakuto against his back. "Who the hell are you and how were you able to sneak up on me so easily"
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 3:24 pm
The moment the blade reached his back, Amaths image faded as if it were a mirage. The air remained still for a moment before the blunt edge of Amaterasy rested on Saratobi's neck. "You still haven't answered my question yet," he stated bluntly.
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