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orichie nodded ,has they walked out off the residential area ,orichie smiled at her and walked slowly making sure to escort her ,to a cafe or something that would appease there hungry,as orichie watch her pick up a shard ,orichie nodded and he walked over and also picked one up after she helped her self and he put it in his pocket it is shiny,orichie smiled at her and left the residential area.
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Obtained J-Shard
Leaveing to Karakura town
Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2018 12:28 pm
Sorfildor
Soria Sorfildor noticed after her bond gotten stronger with Soria, the two bounts that were present left which she couldn't word out anything of what they were doing neither could Soria."Soria, we should depart now, there is a place we must visit. After the visit, we will come back here to help the rebuilding process here, its very obvious alot of the mortal population will be seriously injured. With that in mind, Soria i need you keep a eye out for any of them, if you find one, help them find medical attention. Though i wouldn't doubt a mortal's death its not bad to look around for any potential survivors." Soria responds back in the mental link"Yes i certainly agree, saving any mortal would put a shine on a bad day like this one wouldn't it? I mean considering the crater here, it could be slim but looking around for survivors seems to gleam hope in your heart, mistress." Sorfildor knows Soria is very well correct; in the war against the Arrancars, there was no way or time to find survivors. Every hollow would of killed any survivor they could of found and most likely the bounts that have fallen in battle most likely ended up becoming hollows. Sorfildor herself is a survivor of that war but it costed her voice in turn knocking out any voice communication to any other potential allies she would of been able to speak to if it wasn't for the war. The Arrancars back then knew what they were doing, by silencing her voice, Sorfildor wouldn't be able to scream out for help so that next time any Arrancar that fights her, she can't call for help. Sorfildor knew after that encounter in the war, she has to get stronger and she felt her partner Soria, is the other side of the key that is needed in battle to be successful against many foes. "Now lets go, there is no time to waste." Sorfildor spoke in the mental link with Soria, and Soria nods to Sorfildor as they both hop climbing the crater as they seem to fly towards the Castle's location. [Exit to Castle Redbrook] 357 words + 803 words from last post=1,160 words
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xxx Aizawa's sobbing fell to a stop shortly after it began, or at least the tears stopped flowing. Life had beaten him down too many times for his body to care to put forth the effort. His soul continued to shatter, however. His father had torn their family apart with his lust for power and wealth, exploiting Shinra, a stranger and putting her through terrible procedures as a child, forcing Aizawa, a mere boy, to administer the doses and conduct this experiments in his stead due to his unique talents. Aizawa was forced to leave his family after . . . unfortunate events and deal with life with Shinra, learning over time to never be apart from her side or terrible things would happen to them, or those around them. He'd lost Miharu, the only person he'd ever genuinely fallen in love with, to the Hollow. And anyone he'd ever considered family, Shinra at the foremost, was gone, ripped away in a different world perhaps, his powers from his previous life, his connections, gone. He had started from the bottom and tried to carry on in the name of House Khalid and Our Lady Shinra, but all for what? To lose a young girl that he was beginning to consider a daughter and anyone he'd allied himself with to these . . . Jokaisho Sworn. Was he cursed? Did they seek to enact their vengeance upon him directly? Is this what it is to be against the grain, to try and stand for peace and justice? His heart nearly told him to take it out on the other races, but Our Lady Shinra would never approve. He then considered trying to end it all. Why was he forced to go through these things? Why was it that he always lived when others died? Why was it that he was through out of kilter when presumably no one else crossed the rift? Was it some greater force toying with him? Was he truly cursed? No . . . blaming on an outside force would be a way for him to cope with placing the blame elsewhere. Even if it was an outside factor that was pushing him down . . . until he was dead, he would carry on . . . for Lady Shinra and the people of Earth that needed protection from hostile forces. This quiet period wouldn't last for long. Stilling the shaking of his body, he forced himself to his feet, from standing over Jameson's body. He would live, hopefully, but there were others to deal with.
Eyes closed and expression grim, Aizawa flings his arms out to either side of him as a white aura begins to cover the area, color draining from everything in sight. It was as if the world was rendered a drawing, everything pure white and outlines, it growing harder to differentiate objects under these conditions. As the blanket of purity consumed all within view, objects began to slowly mend and people that this blanket covered (all except Sayla and Jameson, at the moment), they began to regain a steady breathing, wounds disappearing from their body as he negated the negative effects from the area. Stones began to slowly tumble in reverse until they were placed as they once were, glass shattering upward into fully formed panes. The sadness wasn't displaced from behind Aizawa's eyes, but they held some measure of hope. Seeing Sayla very clearly against the white backdrop, her Nen a bright beacon to his trained eyes. His initial instinct in his defeated state was to become enraged and blame this all on Section 9, but he'd already dealt with this inwardly and he knew this wasn't their fault . . . or was it? He approached the Mod Soul, wanting some answers. "What do you know of what happened here? What do you know of that?" The second question was accented by a firm gesture towards the portal right where the crystal had stood. "What are you doing to get back at whoever did this? And how can I help? I place myself under Section 9 as a Commando Operative." he spoke so quickly and the words bubbled out of him before he fully knew what he had said. He had been working this whole time to establish an organization to protect humanity, and though he wasn't familiar with this Section 9, perhaps they could be trusted and if not, this was the way to find out. These thoughts weren't what made the decision for him. In fact, a choice was never made the words flowed from his subconscious desire to be subordinate again. During his time with Lady Shinra, he had always had a direction because he was her second. Her right hand. He was used to having that direction, perhaps he needed to face that he wasn't fit to lead and go about things in a different way. If he didn't lead, he could at least assist a group that seemed to be doing their best to protect Earth for the time being. Perhaps if he worked a little more closely with them, he would find more answers and they could give a bit more focus on things . . . After all that had happened recently, this actually seemed like it might be the way to go. He had spent too much time going against the stream, because it felt unnatural to him, but perhaps if he went with the flow, it would carry him farther.
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Orichie,Entered the residential area once again after having a wonderful dinner with eva,treating her like a princess ,she deserves,saying to himself ,orichie himself is debating on wether to ask her if she wants a new butler or not orichie himself wants a new master soon as possible, because if he doesn't orichie feels out of place like he doesn't belong in the world or even doesn't really have a purpose,because it is in his nature to do butler like things ,orichie himself can shake that fact of his mind ,orichie will never change he loves what he dose and doesn't expect to get rid of his profession anytime soon,as orichie keeps thinking to himself he helps rebuild houses and set up for centers for the people to come,back to the residential area,Orichie knows this won't be soon but,he is happy to help further the cause sense Eva seems to enjoy it,Orichie is slowly observing her to see if she is worthy of his service,He thinks she might be but then again he can't accept that because he misses his old master,after she was kill he had no one to look to and even help him along his journey,so Orichie himself has just had to toughen up to not so emotion and be as calm and collected has he can be.He,grabs a snack or to for his pet snakes and gives them so food to snack on,though they prefer human souls,He fends off the hunger with small amounts of treats,like for example bacon,because who doesn't love some good bacon,Orichie looks back at Eva has he escorts her to the residential area up to this point he has just been thinking to himself to hard and orichie wan;ts to clear his mind more so ,He can focus on helping out the people that need it,"Eva let's stay here for awhile an help out for a while to further this place after that would you like to go back to the castle Ma lady",He bowed while looking directly at her showing nothing but respect,orichie is bound by respect that is his foundation,if you have no respect then he doesn't like you one bit,orichie will get rid of you if he has to just to show you how to respect people, after orichie had some more thoughts in his head he ,shook his head and picked up ruble from the ground and moved it out the way clearing the roads for people to move supplies around and orichie cleared the streets of the concrete and massive amounts of dirt that was piled up from the explosion ,orichie new this place was a mess and it would take alot of time to get everything fixed so he was being as patient as he could be even thoguht he barely had any to begin with,orichie after take off his jacket set it gently on the sidewalk and rolled his sleeves up and put his hand in his hair and move it out of his face gently,reveling his snakes and he made them go to his jacket to guard it,they slithered to it quickly and started to hide ,so know one saw them ,they were all pretty shy even though in combat they can be extremely hostile towards the enemy with aggression like none other,Orichie made sure to keep them in check around Eva,because orichie didn't want to frighten her with his snakes so he was always being careful around her at all cost,after he worked for over 3 hours he stopped ,and looked at eva,"today is a nice day but,man i am sweaty now i could really use a shower,or even go to the beach,"He said smiling and giggled a little loosing up a little ,After all this he waited to see what she thought of him maybe i should has her he thought,"Eva I was wondering if you would like to have a new personal butler at your service sense i am open that is ,"He said with a shy face sense it was is first time asking someone this in over 5 years after the tragedy.
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Soria Sorfildor then soon returns back to the place she left along side her doll Soria and thought"Well we should--- Wait isn't that one of the people i saw here last time?" Soria nods and which this time, Sorfildor feels a bit lonely herself. Sorfildor then jumps down into the crater, with her metal feet hitting the rocks along with Soria following right behind her walking up to Orichie. Soria without question goes up front as if protraying herself as the bount when in reality she is the doll of Sorfildor. "My mistress wishes for me to tell you she says hello and that her name is Sorfildor." Soria speaks to Orichie in Sorfildor's place since Sorfildor has lost her voice box in a war long time ago. "I am her doll, Soria who serves as her speaker and whats your name?" Soria made sure to read Sorfildor's thoughts before speaking Sorfildor's words or implications of what they are. Sorfildor nods to everything what Soria is saying so far, she wanted to greet Orichie as she hadn't done so last time due to her embrassment as a crippled bount. However during the visit to the castle, Sorfildor thought about the bounts, her kind and try to get to know them of course. Sorfildor observed Orichie's dolls and they are like a pair of snakes, wrapped around the man's upper torso along with snake like eyes. The hair of white even fits in with it due to that a snake's senses can be very strong. Though Sorfildor waits in Orichie's response so that Soria may respond back about Sorfildor's thoughts. 268 words and are towards rebuilding 2073/10000
Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2018 12:16 pm
Evangeline entered the residential district shortly after Orichie. They had delightful lunch break, and held pleasant conversation with one another. Their conversation even revealed Orichie most unfortunate past. Although they did not get a chance to speak about herself much. However time would eventually bond they two of them closer, if destiny so permitted it. "We should move back to the castle. I'm sure after a day of such brutish work, we will need the rest." she would reply to Orichie suggesting that they move back to Castle Redbrook after they finished with the restoration of the residential district. The young woman was not one to get her hands dirty so instead she would choose to continue passing out supplies once more. She would pass out water bottles to the victims of the disaster as well as though hard at work cleaning up the rubble while still staying fairly close to Orichie. It was not long till she noticed how hard Orichie was working and brought him a bottle of water as well. He would then mention that he was working up a sweat and need some refreshment. "No kidding. I am going to take the longest bubble bath ever after this." she would reply with a soft giggle. It was then that he would ask something truly surprising, that if he could serve as her butler. She could feel her cheeks gather heat, and she wasn't even sure if a feat was possible for their race. "I'm not sure if I can live up to the standards your last mistress set." she would speak with honesty. "But I will do my best. I think we could make a good team." It was then that another bount and her doll would arrive on the scene. One of the two feminine figures would step in the front, as if she was the one in charge. However once she spoke the word mistress the illusion was shattered. What game were this two girls playing? "Is your mistress incapable of speaking for herself, or are you literally her speaker?" she would respond with a harsh tone. She couldn't tell if this was some sort of rude and disrespectful gesture.
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Orichie stood up in a highly manner,with his long black tux shining with is snake like eyes he starred down the random person,orichie didn't like the tone this individual had,orichie didn't appreciate the fact that this commoner was talking to his master is a tone of sort not,even speaking for herself it show a sign of disrespect in his eyes,oirhcie moved in front of Eva is master and ,looked the person dead in the eyes,"I don't know who you are and what you do ,but when you address my master like that again i'll make sure to cut you slowly until you life drains from bleeding so much got it,"orichie looked angry oirhcie ,got on his knee and looked at his master, 'Eva I don't want you to compare your self to my old master you are unique in your own way so do your best to make me proud to be your butler,sorry for the tone i took if it offends you,may silent me permanently I will gladly lay my life down for you at any given moment,"Orichie stood up and looked at eva and bowed,He paid close attention to this odd person and didn't really think to highly off her snice she has the assiduity to not even speak her own self ,looking like some old bit up pile of disposable metal,"Also as for you ,either you address her as lady eva or I'll send a mutual assassin to take your head,Orichie walked of waving at the hunk of metal and put his other hand on his back side,and he stood next to his master waiting for her response.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2018 12:45 pm
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Ralns Of Castamer
Sorfildor
Soria Soria shakes her head thinking its a mistake to try to speak with these two but Sorfildor thought mentally to Soria"Tell them why i can't speak for myself, even if it brings bad memories of the past." Soria nods looking at Sorfildor back to Eva and Orichie"Honestly both of you have no idea what my mistress has gone through. A long time ago, there was a war she was involved in along side other bounts against the Arrancars. During that war, my mistress had fought a Arrancar that decided death wasn't going to cut it. I failed to protect her therefore the Arrancar has cut her throat deep enough not to kill her but destroy her voice box. This is hard for both me and my mistress so please don't bring such rude and hostile actions against us. Its why recently me and my mistress Sorfildor have improved our bond together so that we may become stronger as a duo." To show proof of this, Sorfildor tries to speak out verbally but nothing comes out, Sorfildor even grips her throat a bit since it hurts to try to speak verbally without a voice box. Soria rushes over to Sorfildor checking on her and when seeing the sword scar on Sorfildor's throat, sad expression hit over Soria's face. Soria though awaits for the answer of the two before her and her mistress but hopes they consider saying sorry for their actions.
Narrator- James lived in the south end with the restaurant owner who had adopted him. That man could have moved to a more expensive area if he wanted to. Though he valued true class and valued financial class very little. He wondered what his genetic parents and his little brother were doing at this very moment. James stopped thinking to himself as a customer walked up to the window of the food stand he was working at.
Middle aged customer- I would like some hot ramen.
Narrator- James walked back to a pot that was already on the stove. Picking up a lack to place the ramen in a bowl for the customer. This was one of the most popular items that sold in the shop. So it was always fresh and waiting for the customer. Then again, maybe that was the reason it was so popular. James placed the Ramen on the window sill and took the man's thirty Ryo. Not only was there food made fresh. It was made with high quality ingredients. The profit in the sale didn't even exist. James smiled at the man as he handed him a disposable spoon.
James- Thank you for coming.
Narrator- He waved excitedly at the man.
James- Tell your friends.
Narrator- He then sat down on a nearby chair. As he waited for the next customer to show up. (230 words) (1,464 unused words)
Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2018 6:33 am
"The merest shade of me..."
Hideki arrived at the ruins of what were his usual hunting grounds, a place were he could murder in quiet, and make disappear the scum and vagrants who haunted this town's residential district's more seedier spots. The ninja knew well that something would need to be done to assist with the rebuilding efforts, though he did his best work from the shadows...assassination, stealth, subterfuge. Those were his tools in his tool-kit, and there wasn't much room for humanitarian behavior in his blackened heart. Though there was plenty of room for assassinating the Hollow spirits which likely haunted the zone still, lurking near the edges of the blast zone.
"This place looks like ground zero for Hell on Earth.", he mused to himself as he slunk past the edges of town and into the area, moving quietly along the ruined streets and past remnants of a restaurant that was likely still operational, only by the saving graces of whatever divine force would leave a ramen shop still standing, but allow hundreds of people to lose their homes, let alone their very lives. It was shameful for business to be operating still, so on his path to slay Hollow, he tossed a poison smoke-bomb through the window, hoping to gas out whoever had the balls to operate a business in a war-zone. If anything, he'd light a fire under their rear and force them to come to terms with the chaos around them.
It was then with that accomplished, Hideki slunk into the shadows of a nearby alley, unless spotted by somebody in his quest to punish the greedy soul inside for their trespass against his idea of honorable action. While he was a killer, Hideki at least had a sense of proper manners when facing a crisis that threatened the entire realm. James was in danger of certain death if he remained inside with the toxic fumes.
"...is enough to defeat you."
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- Tossed a poison smoke-bomb into the restaurant; Unless James has more Stamina than Hideki's Intelligence [100], His stamina is reduced by -5, and a further -5 each post he remains in the restaurant... to a cap of -20.
Narrator- James looked over toward the sound of a broken window. The fracture to the window had been around one foot horizontal and vertical. It hasn't even hit him yet that he was in dangerous. Then he saw the smoke seeping from the nearby canister which had bounced against the wall. The smoke was green and it filled the air with a fowl smell. James placed his right arm over his mouth and coughed. This was some sort of hazardous substance. He thought about running outside immediately. Though he couldn't do that. The shop keeper was in the next room likely taking a nap. He hurried to the next room opening the door quickly. To his surprise, the window was opened. Somehow the shop keep had realized what was going on and escaped the house. James followed suit climbing onto the window sill. As he made his escape.
James thought to himself- Who could do this to a humble ramen shop. The shop keeper had no enemies. In fact, he was quite well liked. Though a bit non-conversational. There was nothing about him that could be considered seedy. He wasn't a greedy man. He wasn't rude and didn't even go out in public much. There were no unsavory friends that he had or had even denied friendship to. There wasn't even a gang of thugs that wanted protection money from then. Now that James thought about it. That was a tad odd. All shops in the poorer community. Would have to pay protection money at some point. Yet the shop keeper did not. He had only known the man for five years. So it was possible he had a seedy life before taking James in at some point.
Narrator- James stood on the dirt sidewalk. Unaware of the nearby danger that lurked in the shadows.
【Discipline】x✖x【Respect】x✖x【Resolve】 SPD: 20 x✖xSTR: 115 x✖xDEF: 115 x✖xSTA: 120 x✖xINT: 10 x✖xSP: 10 ════════════════════════════════ Having finished up with helping Northern Rukongai repair and regroup, Nikuya made his way to Earth. Specifically he traveled to residential district of Karakura town. After all, the Jokaisho shard had erupted back in Soul Society. Who was to say it the same hadn't happened here? Nikuya could only do two things to help if the worst case scenario had unfloded. One, help move rubble and debris in the form of a gigai. Or two, he could defend the people already working towards such efforts from the attacks of hollows and other nefarious ne'er-do-wells. He stepped from his senkaimon and out into a nearby alley-way to avoid suspicion, just in case anyone with spiritual awareness could see him. Certain that he was out of sight, Nikuya donned a gigai and made his way to the last known location of the Jokaisho shard. Some people were already there, moving debris and handing out water. That was when his golden eyes fixated on four strange individuals. They seemed to be helping, but he couldn't help but notice that they were not human. In fact, they each registered as bounts to his spiritual senses. His normally placid expression twitched for a nano second as he briefly fought the instinct to immediately crush their dolls into fine dust. He was walking up just as one of the dolls, who could apparently talk, was explaining that her master had been wounded by an arrancar. Preposterous, if a doll saw their master in such a wounded state they would no doubt pounce on them as soon as they got the chance. Nikuya picked up a couple of bottles of water and tossed them to a few workers walking by, giving them a polite wave as he made his way over to the assembled abominations. "Yo." A husky whisper escaped between white fangs and beige lips. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, fishing out a case of cigarillos and snagged one with a practiced grace. He put the tip to his lips and dove once more into his pockets, fishing around. As soon as he found what he was looking for, Nikuya withdrew a package of matches. He struck one up against his pants leg, holding one hand in front of his face to block the wind as he lit up the tobacco that rested on his lip. He gave several tugs, then let the billowing smoke escape from his nostrils and the corner of his mouth. "So." He started. "Playing nice?" He coughed, smoke puffing out of him in spits. His dark eyes never lifted as he stood there with hands casually in pockets and a serene expression plastered on his face.
Narrator- James suddenly felt his body become slightly heavier. Despite being a Quincy for the last five years. He had only recently started to really understand his abilities. He thought he might just be sick from the recent gas he had breathed in. In reality however, he was sensing a nearby spiritual pressure which exceeded his own. While James wasn't familiar with his own skills and abilities. He did know danger lurked in the shadows nearby. His fight or flight reflexes kicked in. He thought about maybe running. Though that had only hurt him during his encounter earlier with the Hollow of sloth. A small piece fell off of a nearby building and he jumped two feet into the air. He had a small backpack which was tucked under his arm. Which he started to zip open to retrieve his lunch. It was then that he saw a little girl. Sitting against a building somewhat covered in soot. As he picked a sandwich out of the bag moving it toward his mouth he stopped. Calmly he walked up to the girl. Without saying a word. He placed the sandwich which was rapped up in plastic on the ground. Then he pulled a bottle of water out of the bag and set it next to the sandwich. He didn't want to scare the girl. So he just walked away after that. He heard a feint voice as he walked down the dirt sidewalk.
Little girl- Unmmmmm, thank you.
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2018 7:21 pm
Zuriel Kamui enters the area and lets out a low whistle. "That must have been one hell of a rave." He is only kidding, of course. A part of him wants to just turn around and head back where he came from, but the other part of him - the stronger part - says to help out. It is not like he has much else going on. He whips out his phone and taps out a mass text, asking for his tribe to come and assist with the repairs. The response from his grandfather is favorable enough and encouraging, releasing funds to provide aid. It has always been in his character to provide such things, he observes, particularly if it helps to put their tribe in a postitive light after what went down with the Imperium's collapse. Zuriel was not yet born during those events and only heard first hand accounts from his mother and uncle. As he makes his way through the damaged streets, he evaluates the situation. It will cost a great deal of money to put things back to normal in Karaura Town. He ponders all of this as he sees people cleaning up and repairing things. "Hey, need help?" he calls out to nobody in particular.
Evangeline watched the new pair carefully. Her new butler was quick to rise to her defense from the new pair. However Evangeline was quick to hold her hand up. "Stand down Orichie. If we enact violence, that would be the exact opposite of what we are here to do." Now if something were to set her off at another time, that might be a different story. Crimson eyes glanced back over to the two girls as the speaker spoke up once more. She scolded the two about not knowing what her mistress had been through, and then began to weave a sob story. "You're right we didn't know because you failed to tell us to begin with. You didn't think that having someone speak for you could be considered rude? As if you were too high and mighty to speak to someone. Learn some manners. Maybe next time you can introduce yourselves more properly. " she sassed the two girls. She crossed her arms after the two had set her mood sour. It was then that the shinigami would show up, and what she would guess as teasing the small group. "If you didn't get the memo, the entire realm is in danger. So yea we're playing nice." Her eyes would scan over the bronzed man. "and you're on a smoke break?"
