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Kito looks around and notices that Kenbosho has vanished. "Kenbosho-san seems to have left us. OW!" He starts to dodge Emily and grins at her. "Oh yeah?" He playfully gives her a reverse bear hug and noogies her. "Ha ha!" He releases her and then takes notice of the young blank named Kusabana. "Oh, we have another one. Wow, you're pretty." He comments to the poor confused soul. He then looks at Yuskie and wonders just what to do. Blanks were seeming to be flocking around them. He wonders what the implications of this is and does not realizes the serious danger they, as humans, faced inside of the Valley of Screams. This is a good way for them to lose their memories - possibly permanently. This was a matter he was blissfully unaware of completely. "So ... ah ... where's the cave with the crystals?"

Emily nods at Yuskie after she manages to hit Kito. She was ready to go see these crystals. Emily also noticed that Kenbosho had left. Then before she can say anything she squawks when Kito gives her a reverse bear hug and noogies her. She then looks from Kito to Kusabana and grins a little. "Hello would you like to join us?" She asks the new blank unaware of any possible danger. Emily thought that Kusabana was strangle familiar though she was positive that she has never seen this blank before. She also watches as Tezuka started to leave and waved bye to him.

Kusabana smiles at Yuskie and the others startled when the Memory Rosary bumps into her. "That's alright." She says bowing back to him. She smiles at them and decides to go ahead and join them and see the crystals with them since she was invited.

Chima frowns softly as she notices that she’s lost. Looking around, she looks at each corner, listening carefully to try to find the pack she was with. Blanks always travel together in groups and Chima ends up somehow getting separated from her group. Frowning and sighing softly, she looks around this new place she has somehow ends up with her deep red eyes that is so mysterious and yet… has this cold sense to it, as if this female is someone very cold. Usually if someone ends up being lost they would start freaking out, failing around and scream their head off, hoping that someone would hear, yet Chima is very calm, extremely calm which is highly unusual in most cases but not hers. Her beautiful long red hair that reaches to her buttocks is flowing and seems to be in healthy great shape. Her skin, just the right normal color, not tan, nor too pale. She is wearing this elegant lolitha dress, perhaps she has stolen it off of someone or found it in the valley of screams somehow. However, this lolitha dress is blue, which oddly enough, people would assume that she would get a red lolitha dress because of her hair and eyes, however, her blue lolitha dress looks perfect and beautiful on her, it matches to her whole famine body figure. Chima stands there, looking around once again with her deep red eyes, she doesn’t see any blank near by her. Chima closes her eyes and turns her head back straight, she starts dusting against her elegant blue lolitha dress as if there’s some dirt or something on it, but she’s actually just bored. ‘Now what?’ Chima thinks to herself, wondering how she ended up in here. She starts thinking back of how she may have ended up here… then she finally remembers she was daydreaming about something specific and she ends up walking the opposite direction from her group and ended up here and not even realizing it until she gets out from her day dream. Chima’s face start to slowly form a evil like smirk when she starts to remember what she was day dreaming about.

Not too long ago, perhaps only two earth days ago (since the time at the valley of the screams is completely different from the time on earth) Chima’s group entered into earth, to go on a rampage. Unfortuenly for the humans, they could not see the blanks, so it was easy, too easy for Chima’s group to suck on the human memories. However, unlike the other blanks, Chima will suck the human memories dry, even to the point to kill them, the group never liked what Chima does, but really what choice do they have? Chima would’ve harm them if she could but yet, she never did, no one ever really understands why she didn’t kill any of the blanks when they become uncomfortable around her. Chima has founded the perfect female to snack on. She seems happy, her beautiful long black hair, flowing to her ankles, and those beautiful blue eyes with that elegant same lolitha dress the female had on. She seemed to be laugh, she seems that she is the most happy female on earth. Chima smirks, she cannot wait to suck that female memories dry to see what makes this female happy, why this female is happy. The female has entered into the shop. Smirking, Chima just flows right through the shop, being a blanks sure does have it perks. She watches the girl for a few moments, then stands in front of her, the female doesn’t even notice her at all, however this smart female senses that something wasn’t right and she looks uncomfortable but it’s just too late, simply too late for this poor unfortunate female. Chima kisses the female and starts sucking out the female memories one by one, the female first pony, the female first friend, the female first kiss, the female first car, the female first kiss, that same guy, it was actually true love, they are even married. The people in the store realizes that something is wrong with the female it seems like she is having seizures so someone tried to hold the female down to keep her from thrashing about, making it easier for Chima to keep sucking out her memories. Chima pulls back once she has finished sucking all this female happy memories, this female was truly lucky, she had everything she wanted and nothing bad has ever happened… until now that is. Chima smirks, licking her lips and biting her lower lip, missing the taste already but she isn’t hungry unfortuenly, more feeding would have to wait. Chima watches the scene unfold in front of her, people crying, freaking out, the ambulance has came and take her, covering her up in a sheet to respect her. Chima smirks, she steps outside of the store and see that her group is still hungry and half of them are still trying to get memories. ‘Bunch of amateurs.’ Chima thinks to herself, slightly disappointed but this means she’ll have extra time on earth to do something. Smiling, she gets an idea, she starts following the ambulance as they take the body to the morgue to see what the girl die of. Unfortuenly for them and the girl’s family as well her fiancé family, the cause of death will be unknown and never found out. Chima starts humming to herself happily, it’s an unknown tune, but it sounds like a tune from the old times for the circus, perhaps she has picked it up when she sucked on some poor old man’s memories. Chima watches as the man that apparently works for the morgue, wearing the long white lab coat, entering into the room. He looks at the deceased female and sees if there is anything visible wrong with her before looking the inside of her. Finding nothing, he starts to gently undress her, folding the clothes and place on the chair behind him, resume working back on the female, getting the saw out. However, Chima’s interest is in something else, besides seeing a female getting opened up by the saw, she has seen that episode many many times before, this is no different, just a different person that looks different. Chima walks towards the chair, picking up the dress, she investigates it and smiles, it feels nice to the touch, and not to mention it’s just her size. Taking off her clothes, she puts on the dress and smiles, she really like this kind of dress. She has never worn this kind of dress before but now she will be wearing this kind of dress all the time, she’ll even go shopping or rather, invisible shop lifting. Smiling, she walks towards the mirror were people would stand behind it, to see if they recognize the victim or not. Chima smiles and spins around, looking at herself at the mirror, she has truly taken a liking to this dress. Chima stops, she combs through her bloody red hair with her fingers, just looking at herself in the mirror, enjoying every moment of this. She raises her head as if she hears something and sure enough, her group is getting ready to go. Humming to herself of that creepy circus song, she walks back towards her group, she can see some of the faces they are making about the dress matter, but as usual, they don’t say anything.

‘And here I am.’ She thinks to herself, ‘Thanks to this dress I get distracted and away from my group.’ Sighing she wonders if this area has something special to it, she can feel that it has powers, something unusual about it and she’s determine to find out what. If the other blanks were here, they wouldn’t even notice the difference and just keeps on traveling, a never ending travel. That’s the story and life of a blank. Chima walks around the Stonehenge, looking at each stones, she wonders if they have anything to say. Turning around the cliff, her deep red eyes has spot something, a large totem pole is just standing there in the middle of no where. Raising her eyebrow, Chima looks around with her deep red eyes to see if there is anyone lurking in the shadows, just in case if this is some trap, after all blanks were use as easy targets for many other spiritual beings, who cares? Blanks are mindless drones with no feelings. ‘Only if they knew..’ she thinks to herself bitterly, not happy at all that the other spiritual beings would use blanks as easy targets instead of trying to figure out who they are and try to understand them. But nah, hey, let’s use the blanks, they would be great practice. Satisfied that there is no one else here but her, she heads towards the pole, her deep red eyes still looking around, Chima has always been alert, she even knows that her group has problems with her, but as long they don’t say a thing, Chima won’t have any problems with them. Approaching the poke, she looks up and is rather amazed of how tall this pole is, she can see some writings on the pole. Placing her hand on the pole, she starts wiping the dirt away so she could see the words better. Chima raises her eyebrows in interest and curiosity when she sees those strange writings are for blanks, that only blanks can see them. Chima reads a bit further and she finds out that this is directions or rather instructions of how to grain powers as a blank. Chima smirks. She always head few powers of her own which would be sucking a person memories, but to have more powers than that? Chima is certainly very interested especially if it means that she would be able to protect herself from spiritual beings as well be able to fight back. ‘No one will think of me as an easy target…’ She thinks to herself, giddy with joy but she doesn’t show it, it’s the same usual form, her deep red eyes looks bored, she dusts her dress some more once again. It seems like that she’s in love with her dress, but the truth is that she’s really bored and she picked up some habits to help her keep her occupied. This is one of the many habits. Chima looks at the pole, reading the different kind of powers it has, only out of six, she only likes three that she is willing to waste and spend her time on. Chima taps her chin, wondering which out of three she will learn first. Coming to a decision she has decided to learn this so call spectral step which is suppose to increase her speed greatly but not too much as she wishes. Chima shakes it off, every little bit helps and besides, if she trains more, she would be able to make herself faster and faster. Chima finds the instruction for the spectral step as she reads it, nodding, she takes couple of steps back, inhaling softly. She closes her eyes to focus, her bloody red hair flowing gently along with the wind, making her look so calm and peaceful since her eyelids are closed, you cannot see her cold, chilling deep red color eyes. Chima opens her eye, revealing glowing red eyes, she smirks to herself softly, focusing all her power into her feet. She takes a step and ends up dashing to the left. Chima lets out a laugh, this is really a thrill to her. She starts dashing around the pole, then on the cliffs, reaching to the top then to the bottom without hurting herself. Chima stops before the pole she notices that she feels tired and worn out, perhaps using this move really wears out the body some what. Chima will have to be careful and mindful of using these powers, after all Chima doesn’t want to get too tired that she becomes vulnerable. Chima walks back to the totem pole instead of using her new found powers to save her energy, it’s best this way. She has two more moves to learn, it seems to be very easy so far but who knows, maybe one of them would be extremely difficult that she would be on the verge to give up rather quickly. She reads the next one, called amnesia and frowns to herself, there is no one here but her so how can she know if she succeeded. Sighing softly, she runs her fingers through her bloody red hair, she reads the instructions for this move, she’ll just have to rememorize it and will find someone to target it on sometime soon since there is no one for her to target on at the moment. Chima memorize it easily after all she does suck memories, it would be a shame if she doesn’t remember anything like most blanks. Chima reads the next one and smirks to herself, she has already used this move along time ago in defense when a vizard has attacked her. Smiling to herself, she turns and heads away, going back to Earth.

Riku couldnt leave this place he was in for some reason. He felt drawn to the circle as if it promised him something, but the real matter of the deal is that it was unlocking hidden potential the Blank had never felt before. The senses and abilities he possessed were slowly coming to be stronger and more prominent. He was feeling like parts of himself were being completed as he circled, but then the blank looked up to see what exactly he was circling and there it stood. It was a totem pole of sorts, but it seemed to be feeding knowledge to Riku as he stayed near it, and the Blank began leeching that knowledge from the pole, finding it all to be a completing experience. It was as if the totem pole were making him whole again, but in all actuality it was only furthering the incomplete samurai warrior's emptiness.

He felt increasingly more powerful around those of his own kind. Riku's body seemed to speed up in its circling whenever a new blank walked into the area, and it was due to the swarm mentality of moving as one. There was a certain power to be had while moving in a group and Riku recognized this as something useful that would be honed for further increasing his memories.

It wasn't so much that Riku wanted to collect memories of his past life, so much as he wanted any memories. Something to fill the void of this incomplete form. The primal instincts longed for a definite form and that was what pressed the Blank onward in its search. His pattern of movements continued to circle. Riku longed for more knowledge from the totem, it would just take time and patience on the Blank's part to gather what he needed. His speed was already increased, and he could burst his speed so it seemed like the next project was to increase his power. Riku wanted to become stronger, and the completing feeling of this "training" was at least satisfying him for now.

A Blank was shortly behind Legion and it seemed to be following the other but as Legion stopped to speak of something the Blank continued about floating a few inches off the ground as it had no actual body. The Blank was circling the stones mindlessly like a goldfish constantly swimming about its bowl unaware of its mindless exploration of the same are over and over again, and it wasn't so far off to tell the truth, there was no memory in the blank as it was; it had instinct that it was unaware of its mindlessness expansive. The noise caused by the one that had in front drew the attention of the one who wandered and the direction of the float altered itself automatically toward the noise and kept on going after the Blank reached him already having forgotten what it was doing and it shifted its course to avoid hitting the surface of the stone pillar and continued its eternal route about the structure.

The noise was forgotten but when it was there the Blank knew not of what it was, but unknown to it the words were now a part of it and should it try it would be able to say them but it didn't know what speaking was or where it was or what it was or what the significance of the place was or why it was moving or that it was moving, this simple form understood nothing and it didn't know what understanding was so it simply existed to drift idly as the world around it did the same, though it didn't know that either or what knowing was so in effect the existence of this creature held no worth to anything or anyone but that didn't matter as the creature didn't know this nor did the countless other Blanks exactly similar to the one here which held no mind and no memory which made it what it was which was a Blank.

The creature didn't know what it was looking at or that it was looking at it or that it had the sight with which to see the massive stone structures around it or that the structure was made of stone or that it was indeed a structure at all. It was certainly amazing how one such as this could survive though since this world was as empty as the inhabitants it was then a wonder as to who or what built the many structures that littered it's endless plains, or at least they seemed endless to the ones who wandered them, they're memories dissipating as they sojourned about its flickering white-tan grasses, the forms of other blanks visible only by the red of their apparent heads. This one Blank had been wandering about the plains when the black of the Legion had caught it's attention and it shifted it way after it and forgot that it was interested and didn't know to alter its course away from the black and ended up here.