[x][x][x]๐Ÿ…ผ๐Ÿ…ธ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…ธ๐Ÿ…บ๐Ÿ…ท
[x][x][x][x][x]ืฉเธ„เธฃี‡เน ษญเนะณเน”ั” - ั’เนษญษญเนเธฌ "เธฃั’เน€เธ เน€๏ปฎเธ„เน“เน€"
๐•ณ๐–Š๐–†๐–‘๐–™๐–: 700 |~| ๐•พ๐–•๐–Ž๐–—๐–Ž๐–™ ๐•ฐ๐–“๐–Š๐–—๐–Œ๐–ž: 200 |~| ๐•ฎ๐–‘๐–†๐–—๐–Ž๐–™๐–ž: 70 |~| ๐•ฝ๐–Š๐–Ž๐–†๐–™๐–˜๐–š: 440
[x][x]ยธ,รธยคยบยฐ`ยฐยบยครธ,ยธยธ,รธยคยบยฐ~ ใ€โœงใ€‘ ~ยฐยบยครธ,ยธยธ,รธยคยบยฐ`ยฐยบยครธ,ยธ
[x][x][x][x]๐•พ๐–•๐–Š๐–Š๐–‰: 080 |~| ๐•พ๐–™๐–—๐–Š๐–“๐–Œ๐–™๐–: 125* |~| ๐•ฏ๐–Š๐–‹๐–Š๐–“๐–˜๐–Š: 100
[x][x]๐•พ๐–™๐–†๐–’๐–Ž๐–“๐–†: 107* |~| ๐•ด๐–“๐–™๐–Š๐–‘๐–‘๐–Ž๐–Œ๐–Š๐–“๐–ˆ๐–Š: 40 |~| ๐•พ๐–•๐–Ž๐–—๐–Ž๐–™๐–š๐–†๐–‘ ๐•ป๐–”๐–œ๐–Š๐–—: 40

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Easy enough, the rather foolish shinigami not only let out useful information but also walked right through a Garganta and into Hueco Mundo? Mirrikh chuckled to himself as he casually stretched and brought his gaze back to the area around him. There really wasn't much to do around this area, although the sights and population were interesting to view, they simply lacked the combative appeal that a stroll through Hueco Mundo always seemed to have. The Soul Society as a whole was a lot more peaceful then he had expected it to be, which was both refreshing and boring at the same time. Mirrikh slowly continued to walk through the Eastern Rukongai, he could feel the surge of battle had ended in the distance which made it clear that the Hollows had surely lost the fight. Not that that really mattered to him that much anyway. He rolled his shoulders in a shrug and remained on course towards where the fighting had taken place, he could practically smell the death and destruction from where he was. Even the simple thought of what could be over in the direction of battle would cause an involuntary grumble I'm his stomach. "Hmm.. It has been a while since I have eaten, hasn't it?" Mirrikh says aloud to himself as he walked, he was not entirely sure where there could be a place that he would find food here, so perhaps the former battlefield was the best choice of location for a meal? It was a shame though that he needed to travel so far just to find something to eat, but of course he was also heading towards the defending Shinigami that had removed whatever invading Hollow forces that had done the damage he was starting to see in the distance. Hopefully they were the Brute force over intellect sort, that way they wouldn't even look twice in his direction no matter what he does around the battlefield and remaining destroyed landscape. Mirrikh chuckles to himself as he pokes his head into an open window of a building that he was walking by, he hadn't really taken the time to look inside anywhere with that shinigami leading him about, but now that he was gone he could definitely poke around a bit while heading on his way to his current destination. Of course there wasn't much of anything inside the room he was peaking into, a slight frown forming across his lips as he pulls his head free and retracts his elongating neck back to a normal human appearance. "A few shabby wooden furniture objects.. I've seen better things in Los Noches.. What a laugh. This is a place that Hollows want to take over?" He continues to laugh aloud as he walks forwards away from the buildings and down a more open street, probably considered a main path through the area. He was finally reaching the end of this distract, and connecting into what appeared to be the Northern one. With that thought in mind he would pick up his pace, the food was not going to wait forever!


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Passive Active: Fleshy Disguise
Description: Due to his amorphous nature, Mirrikh has developed the means of actually modifying his form in such a way as to adapt to a disguise as something other than a Hollow.
Effect: As long as Stamina+55 is greater than someone's INT. Mirrikh is sensed as, appears as and may as well be, whatever race he claims. ( Gotta beat a 162 in INT )