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 Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:40 pm
As Kuroi Inu sat atop of the roof of the squad 5 building. A warm wind blew by him cooling him off from the hot sun. It seems whispers where being carried by the wind. " Kuroi, Use your anger...." The voice was coming from an unknown location and was from an unknown person. Somehow it seemed so familiar to him. As the voice stopped the flash back from his visit with Aizen Dono guickly passed though his head.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:45 pm
kuroi put a hand to his head.* ..ugh... I must be out of it... Im hearing things...." the fight with aizen was in his head. why did this bring it up? Aizen had said something about anger...but he had been too engrossed in fighting to care..*
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:21 pm
The dust in the air formed together into a form of Aizen sosuke. For some reason Aizen's Hypnosis seemed to be preying on Kuroi more than anyone else. The Aizen figure in his old shinigami robes as well as the glasses peered at the vice captain. Nearly no reatsu was evident as he began to speak. " I trust you had not forgotten what I said. There is pain in your heart. Anger is your power. "
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:24 pm
he was on his feet instantly, he could tell the form was insubstantial, but his hand moved to osafune's long black hilt.* Aizen... my rage makes me reckless....."
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:32 pm
He talked on air as if it was the ground itself. The wind began to blow again, His dust made body started to blow away as the last words spilled from his mouth. " In ten days, After the cherry blossom festival, Meet me in the world of the living...KuraKara, Urahara's shop." The wind blew away the last of the dust. The image of Aizen was burned to his mind.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:34 pm
karakura town...urahara..shop..." he shook his head, one hand on his fore head, eyes closed.* outta my head..."
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