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 Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 1:16 am
“I will tell you this before we start...
I am a very strong person. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi
The Blue Cyclone
The Left Hand of the Sestran
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The dark blue eyes of Dasutin began to open from his sleep, looking out to the wide open desert of Hueco Mundo, Desierto Blanco. The man had used his trench coat as a pillow while he sleep as covered himself with his wings to not keep himself warm. He lifted up his wings and moved to allow himself to sit up right as he let out a long yawn. It had been awhile since he had a such long sleep do to the hollows and he had to keep alert to make sure he wasn't attacked while he couldn't defend himself. Though he would have liked to sleep in a warm bed, the man felt that he shouldn't intruded on his host's hospitality and didn't know what reaction he would get from Sestran. Dasutin rubbed his eyes to get rid of the sleepers from his eyes and began to look around, trying to feel out who was around. He felt the familiar reiryoku of several of the people he had meet yesterday but it seemed that his new lord wasn't around. Though, the man could understand why he wasn't here as Sestran was forming an army to invade the soul society and fight the Gotei 13. Dasutin had accepted his lord's offer, to become his left hand of his army and to serve under him, knowing that he would most likely meet up with his friends again. He wondered how they were doing and hoped that his disappearance didn't effect them much but still wanted to know if they remembered him. The man let out a sigh as he picked up his coat to wear it like he had before while the wings seemed to faze through the coat, wanting to keep the position they were in. Dasutin gaze the fell back on to the desert that he had be roaming for so long, feeling peaceful as he began to hum to himself. He would go back inside Las Nochas to try and find the people he had met yesterday but, for now, he was trying to allow his mind to wake up on its own.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say.
You will surely regret those words.
Location: South Tower
Mood: Tired
Thinking: Wow, that was the first peaceful sleep I had in a long time. I wonder how the others are doing.
With: No one.
OCC: Alright. I am back. Lets do this.
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 8:23 am
Patterned tiles in shimmering grace…
Cast carousel smiles painted in place…
Quietly forging the head meets the hand…
Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping…
And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting…
The strange girl she wears red today…
Minari Tsuru Minari was wandering, as she was often apt to do - it was safer near the palace than out on the sands - the hollow here were more controlled thanks to Sestran's presence. And the palace, while fairly empty, was massive, so there was a lot to look at. Though her legs were starting to ache after having climbed several stories. She took a deep breath and leaned on one of the walls - rubbing her thighs as she looked up toward the high ceiling - of course the space of each floor made her explorations all the longer but that was all right. It was the search of new things that was the most fun part of this whole process. She smiled a bit as she considered, speaking softly to herself aloud - another habit she'd picked up over the years of wandering various planes.
"I wonder who once lived here? I mean, why else would there be this massive building here if someone hadn't lived here once." She whispered to herself, ever curious. It would be the death of her one day - or at least so people often told her. She'd taken steps to avoid that but she was no combatant and she often was wandering in worlds far from safe.
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang…
The face he wore for her…
This labyrinth of vales to wander.
Follow the witches revelry…
Here his way one gladly loses…
Truly it would easier be.
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 10:38 am
“I will tell you this before we start...
I am a very strong person. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi
The Blue Cyclone
The Left Hand of the Sestran
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It didn't take long for Dasutin's mind to wake up and now he was ready to explore his home, hoping to meet some of the others that lived here. However, before he went out on his new adventure, he stood up so he could stretch out, preparing for the fun he was about to have. After he was done, the man looked around before finding the staircase that would take him down into the tower itself. Dasutin walked over to the stairs and began his way down to floor below as he looked around the hall he ended up in. As he walked the halls, the man noticed as he walked past the hollows stood at attention for him. He guessed that he made quite an impression yesterday when he spared with Hueso and maybe they might have heard about his position as Sestran's left hand. Dasutin continued to walk these the halls of this tower as he heard the familiar voice of his inner hollow fill his mind. I see we are get some respect in this castle. Maybe staying here won't be so bad after all. Yeah, it is nice to stay in one place without worrying about if you are going to be attacked. Still, I wonder what is going to happen next. You know, invading the soul society. That doesn't matter right now. Our power will show that we are a person worth keeping. Besides, you know can't go back there the way things are. Yeah... Dasutin lowered his head from the valid point that he said, that he could go back the soul society. Now more then ever as he had joined a group that planed to invade it, but until he found why he was attacked or reason his family's death. Sensing his other half's feelings on the matter, Nitsudea decide to change the subject. So... What are your thoughts of the first girl you seen in a long time? What was her name again? Minari? Wait, what?! What the hell are you talking about?! I am just saying that it must have been good to see such pretty face. Wh-what? I will leave you with that thought.. The man's echoed with the sound of his inner hollow's laughter, knowing that was success full in taking his mind off his past. However, what he had said had left Dasutin a bit shocked as he stopped moving, for he was unsure if he had heard Nitsudea right. He shook his head from the thought that his inner hollow had made to tease him and continued on. Though, as he was turning to the right to follow the hall, the man saw the familiar white haired woman he had meet yesterday. Dasutin was happy to see his friend again as he walked over to say hello to her. Though he as he got closer, he had to admit that Nitsudea was right when he said that she... Was... Pretty. "Hey Minari. What are you up to?" The man had his familiar smile that he showed to his friends as he talked to Minari, wondering what she had been doing after they had parted yesterday.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say.
You will surely regret those words.
Location: Inside the South Tower
Mood: Happy
Thinking: ... Dang it Nitsudea. I am the one should be teasing you.
With: No one > Minari
OCC: Sometimes, I just love to tease my characters. XD
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 11:43 am
Patterned tiles in shimmering grace…
Cast carousel smiles painted in place…
Quietly forging the head meets the hand…
Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping…
And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting…
The strange girl she wears red today…
Minari Tsuru .At her name her head perked up, silver bangs hugging her cheeks and silver eyes blinking at Dasutin a moment before she offered a smile of recognition. "Morning Dasutin, it's good to see you. I'm exploring, a bit safer here then out in the desert - less immediate death and what not. I haven't really been through too much of the palace and I figure since I'm under order not to just be gutted it would be fun."
She stated it cheerfully, not at all the manner you'd expect from those words. Pushing herself from the wall and dusting off her dress she walked closer to the young man. Her wings weren't currently active so she looked more or less human - except for her strange tattoos and manner of dress that is.
"How are you? I heard Sestran took you in?" She asked. She certainly had a way of making light of things happening around her.
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang…
The face he wore for her…
This labyrinth of vales to wander.
Follow the witches revelry…
Here his way one gladly loses…
Truly it would easier be.
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2014 7:31 pm
“I will tell you this before we start...
I am a very strong person. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi
The Blue Cyclone
The Left Hand of the Sestran
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Dasutin was a bit surprised how cheerful the woman sounded when she commented about how she wasn't gutted. The idea itself made him feel uneasy as he was a person who cared deeply about his friends and those kind of thoughts he hated the most. However, the man kept his own smile because of her cheerfulness and the sight of Minari's smile helped as well. Dasutin felt at ease with the woman for some reason, more so then the others that he had meet in the past twenty-four hours. as she walked to him to talk. He had calmed his mind down from the thoughts that Nitsudea placed in his head, but they were still there, waiting. "Yeah, Sestran took me in as his left hand man of this army he is forming and I was able to meet my partner, Blut. Because of this, I feel really relaxed. I mean, I have went for being hunt down by hollows everyday to being able to sleep my full eight hours. Though, I do still feel kinda stiff because of where I slept. The stuff this tower is made of isn't as comfortable as the sand of the desert. He did have to laugh at himself for amount, after all where he said was just pure fact. Dasutin was really happy that he had meet the woman yesterday for if he hadn't he still would be being hunted or worse from what he recalled what Hueso had done to the shinigami that what believed what heading here. But, that didn't matter to him now as the man had found a new home here, a place of peace. At least for now. "So, how are you doing Minari? Have you found anything interesting while you were exploring?"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say.
You will surely regret those words.
Location: Inside the South Tower
Mood: Happy
Thinking: I missed talked to people like this. And I shouldn't sleep on the towers anymore.
With: Minari
OCC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 11:12 am
Patterned tiles in shimmering grace…
Cast carousel smiles painted in place…
Quietly forging the head meets the hand…
Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping…
And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting…
The strange girl she wears red today…
Minari Tsuru .Minari didn't seem at all disturbed, if anything she was much more happy than the last time he found her – of course she'd been running for her life away from some aggressive hollow then. She kept her odd silver eyes on Dasutin as he spoke, curious as to what had transpired when she'd left to check in for some of her classes in the mortal world. She let out a slight whistle at the way he just tossed out getting to be one of the highest ranking members under Sestran. Then laughed at the remarks about the tower and it's less than kind living conditions. “Yeah, I much prefer a bed, with stuffing, to the sand or rock here in heuco mundo. It's a lot more enjoyable, or at least my muscles think so.”
She shrugged when he asked how she was. “I'm just sort of passing the time, but not really- I've found sand, and empty corridors – sometimes mostly empty corridors that have sand in them. For the most part this place is pretty desolate. There are more interesting decorations around the throne room but I try not to linger there too long – no point in overstaying my welcome. Don't wanna piss off Sestran after all, he's been pretty nice to me letting me wander around and telling the hollow not to attempt to eat me and all.”
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang…
The face he wore for her…
This labyrinth of vales to wander.
Follow the witches revelry…
Here his way one gladly loses…
Truly it would easier be.
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