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 Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 8:45 pm
Serza walks into the house, having taken the note from the door skimmed it and thrown it away, Like I care what happens to those bastards.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 7:03 pm
Yuhng walked up the entry path slowly, unsure if he was going to the right place. It had never occurred to him before that there could be other Quincy. His parents' massacre numerous years ago had been so thorough that he had not been able to find any trace of family members in the past ten years. It made him think that his kind was all but extinct. Of course, before he found out about Quincy history, he had just thought that he was some kind of freak.
Coming up to the door, Yuhng noticed that there was a small hole, and a piece of paper thrown recklessly on the ground. He could not fathom what the cause might be, but since he was not familiar with the place, he figured it was not his place to read the note. There was no chance that it could have been left to him.
He knocked quickly on the door, before stuffing his hands into his jeans pocket. Maybe someone was in the house and could help answer his questions. There were so many hollow disturbances lately he had started to wonder what all the commotion was about. Finding out that there were more Quincy still alive gave him an idea of another resource. Hopefully they had some answers. If not...he would have to approach some of the more unsavory characters in Karakura. He had an odd feeling they knew exactly what was going on. Especially those odd spirits jumping around in haoris. The ones who had killed his parents.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 6:36 pm
:Suri rushed up to the quincy house, surprised to see one standing idly outside. She had not thought that the quincy would be outside their own home, but there was something odd about this one. With a quick glance, Suri saw the piece of crumpled paper at the quincy's feet and sighed. It looked like a message of some sort - the paper was newly crumpled, not straightened and balled up again. It was not wet either, or dirt stained, so it could not have been too long.
"Sorry, I know you do not like my kind," Suri swiftly introduced herself to the quincy standing at the door, taking in the expressions he gave her. "Fact is, I do not like your kind either. The male kind, that is. My name is Suri, I am a lieutenant of one of the thirteen Gotei Squads in Soul Society. I am not sure what you know of the structure of our shinigami group, but right there, there is a massive invasion of hollows here in Karakura town. I do not doubt that you have already sensed them. As the present situation stands, the shinigami are petitioning for all the aid they can get. If you can please, just for now until we get a moment and I can better explain the situation to you, come with us. Thanks."
Suri took off running back down to the road. Whether or not the quincy followed her was not a concern of hers. Since she did not know shunpo yet, she did not have to worry about losing him either. He could choose to follow or not. As long as he did not get to close. Then Suri would have to put a sword through him before he could try anything. If he followed, it did not necessarily mean he would want to help.
Her black braid thumped against her back, keeping pace for her, so that she was mentally count to eight in the her head, over and over again. Her black jeans and black long sleeve, circular collar shirt warmed her body up, making sure that her muscles would not stiffen, while her black tennis shoes let her move easily. There would be one miserable fight soon.:
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 6:56 pm
Yuhng turned, surprised by the shinigami's experience. As she ranted off, he stared at her coolly, taking in her anxious gestures. He had no love for the shinigami - they had massacred his family - but he knew enough about them. He had found some of his parents' books and had read on the structure and work of the shinigami. Though traditionally different, he knew both group utilized reiatsu.
Thinking about reiatsu, Yuhng realized that the young woman in front of him had concealed hers - quite skillfully too. He took note of that, it was important for him to be able to tell if his opponents were stronger than they acted. There was no mistaking that the woman was stronger than she let on. She was no air-brained idiot either. Her voice conveyed purpose and will - he would be foolish to ignore it. Perhaps he could find out more about the disturbance and the source of it.
Jogging after the shinigami as she took off without warning, Yuhng felt a grin tugging at his lips. With such rapid speech, half of her words finally penetrated his brain. The male kind... kept playing through his head and he had to suppress a laugh as he ran. No love lost - she discriminated based on everything.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 12:25 am
Serza slowly slides the door open, only to see a boy run off. Fuming, Serza slams the door and marches back into the basement where she picks up his partially completed new blade. HAving been disappointed by her attempts with a standard 1040 steel blade, Serza had been using all of her spare time since there fight with that guy, in a dress... To create enough reika gin (Soul-synthesized silver) to to replace her blade with something that she can use if all else fails.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 11:07 am
*sigh*
Asai leans up... "So this is the place? This is where it shall begin for us"
He takes note of the Shinigami and the Quincy boy dashing off in the woods. He sits patiently on the roof, taking in all detail of their encounter. He can tell the boy is inexperienced, and he can feel the woman's scorn, cutting into him like a knife...
*hops into nearby tree*
"Seems like I'll have to show myself in.."
After confirming that there is nobody upstairs, he walks into the middle of the center room and stares at all the papers on the desk. Much of it was details on things that this particular group of Quincys had been studying, no doubt. Still, he felt nervous in a place that was supposed to be 'FriendlyTerritory'. Certainly he hadn't made contact in years, but was still interested in new develpoments in the situation
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 8:02 pm
(I got a better quincy headquarters base, and more descriptive if thats ok.)
Sagwa shrugged his shoulder as a chill ran up his back. The young quincy strolled into the quincy headquarters already seeing others conversing conversations with one another. His ears where red and cold from the whether. Walking over to the desk chair that Casper placed his bottom in. It was one of those chairs that swirled where Casper tapped the floor with the ball of his foot as he started to spin slowly to get his blood circulating.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 8:40 pm
The base is located on the edge of town in a wooded area, and is unnoticed by most. Walking up the stairs the entrance comes in to a large and spacious room with a sitting area with comfy chairs, tables and a fireplace. To the right is a stairway up to the basement, where all sorts of Quincy equipment brought in by the Quincy’s here is stored. There is also an observatory style room in the upstairs, a good place also to make a lookout over Karakuratown and has 7 telescopes, each different magnification strengths.To the left, walking upstairs is where the Quincy’s keep all there paper work and info on shinigami, hollows, heritage, or any other type of information concerning the Quincy’s.A few flights up in the first building are some bedrooms and a kitchen. The atmosphere is cold, while the surface underneath them is water.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 8:51 pm
((Okay, you should be discussing stuff with the others, including me before posting something like that sag -_-))
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 9:12 pm
((ok ok sorry crying if you want to discuss about it, Go ahead! Ill admit it kinda does look like a bong house, but it is the ancestors base of the quincys. I also think we should keep the bleach title.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 1:03 am
*sigh*
I believe that there is much more important things for us Quincys to be Arguing about...
Now I'm sure not many of you are familiar with me or what is going on in the Shinigami world, as well as HecoMundo, so if you'd like, I could fill in your gaps and questions.
I am AsaiBotsu, a quincy from before your time. I was once a shinigami, in a sense. Right now the Seiretei is in Turmoil, and us Quincys are having our Honor tested.
We are threatened with the risk of Shinigami invasion of the real world, and still must defend the town from hollows & such.
But these Arrancar, they don't exactly make hostile movements towards our clan...
Still, a Hollow is a Hollow, we cannot allow things as strong as that to live... I will not stand by and watch the innocent suffer, now is the ultimate Question... Should we listen and head what these unforgiven Shinigami say? mad
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 9:30 pm
(I plant to ignore the new place and keep with the fact that the building was Serza's house first and has turned it into the base.)
Serza marches up the stairs from the basement and turns the corner, slightly surprised to see two new people in her home. Hearing the last part about weather or not to help the shinigami, Serza snorts and shakes her head, "First of all who the hell are you two and why are you in my house? Second, if you wish to side with those... Losers... I hope they do kill you."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 5:15 am
*shakes head*
"Serza, I feel you have the most right here to take any stance you wish, but this also scares me because.. I know that you will do whatever it takes to destroy all that is the Shinigami, but at what cost will you go towards this goal? Tell me, have you ever actually had your powers stripped from you!?!"
he walks over to the closest window, staring out into the night.
"I think that it will be you, of all the Quincy, that will do whatever is necissary towards our clan's vengeance. But I fear that you will do what is unthinkable by the Quincy, and I don't think you wish to dishonor the Quincy's pride. Still, siding with the Shinigami has never proven efficient for any of our kind, but I can't tell any of you what to do. I have learned that much with the youth in my times"
he turns to the others, even though one eye is only visible, you could see the pain and determination in that eye.
"I will not join these Shinigami's cause, but we can use their presence to our own advantage. I have lived many lifetimes, I have even tasted the air of the Seiretei itself, and am now here to devote myself to making sure that none of you will ever have to sacrifices I have seen made. I, here and now, offer you my services in the creating of a new Quincy Era."
*walks over to Serza* "Please, don't let your anger overrule your Honor. I feel that of all the knowledge I posess, you may be the one to put the most of it to use."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 9:53 pm
Running up the path towards headquarters, Yumi slowed a little bit, breathing hard, a bit winded. Damn it, those Hollows are fast, she thought to herself. Letting her bow dissipate she hurried towards the door, and before she had to pull out her key realized it was unlocked. Opening it and stepping inside she turned to see Serza and a guy she didn't know. Oh great, this won't be as fast as I thought.
"Um, Serza, I was wondering if you had any spare gear for close up fighting... but I see you're, um, busy?" She said, not sure if she should be asking considering the note she left about fighting alongside the shinigami. She was still overwhelmed by the number of Hollows she'd seen, and her hand ached from firing off so many arrows.
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