[x][x][x]๐
ผ๐
ธ๐๐๐
ธ๐
บ๐
ท[x][x][x][x][x]ืฉเธเธฃีเน ษญเนะณเนั - ัเนษญษญเนเธฌ "เฐ๊ซแปแญขแปแฆ๊ช๊ชแป"
๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐: 450 |~| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐: 140 |~| ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 32 |~| ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 295
[x][x]ยธ,รธยคยบยฐ`ยฐยบยครธ,ยธยธ,รธยคยบยฐ~ ใโงใ ~ยฐยบยครธ,ยธยธ,รธยคยบยฐ`ยฐยบยครธ,ยธ
[x][x][x][x]๐พ๐๐๐๐: 50 |~| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: 60 |~| ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 50
[x][x]๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 60 |~| ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: 35 |~| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐: 40
๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐: 450 |~| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐: 140 |~| ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 32 |~| ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 295
[x][x]ยธ,รธยคยบยฐ`ยฐยบยครธ,ยธยธ,รธยคยบยฐ~ ใโงใ ~ยฐยบยครธ,ยธยธ,รธยคยบยฐ`ยฐยบยครธ,ยธ
[x][x][x][x]๐พ๐๐๐๐: 50 |~| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: 60 |~| ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 50
[x][x]๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐: 60 |~| ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: 35 |~| ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐: 40

The Senkaimon would open abruptly as two figures emerge from its pathway, a black haired male in Shinigami attire with a second female shinigami draped over his shoulder. He immediately reached forth the moment he stepped out of the portal, snatching the hell butterfly from the air and slipping it into his attire before turning his attention to the new world around him. He casually scans the area, which was clearly rather empty while his red and yellow eyes snap towards the sensations of battle that could be felt across the soul society. It seemed there were other Hollows here, and these ones had used a back door route that he was not familiar with. As Mirrikh took a few steps forwards, he noticed a pair of Shinigami heading his way and appearing rather tense with the sudden arrivals. "Ahem... Oh good! She fainted on the way back after a Hollow attack in Karakura Forest on Earth. She must have been very worn out before the attack happened. She doesn't appear to be injured seriously but may require medical attention anyway." He calls out as he strolls forwards towards them, a grin plastering across his features as he abruptly hands over Hyperiona's body to one of the guards to keep track of instead of him. He soon turns his attention back to the sensation of the Hollows and what he presumed to be Shinigami fighting in the far distance. "I assume I should get over there and help out, seems like a serious attack going on. More people defending the better right?!" Mirrikh says as he immediately interrupts the beginnings of a line of questioning from one of the guards. His body swiveling in stance before he begins heading out in the direction of the fighting without looking back at the guards, even as one of them begins to draw their weapon. "Halt!" The second guard would call out, as Mirrikh stops just before vanishing around the corner of a nearby building, his red and yellow eyes turning to look upon the guard as he raises his hand on the opposite side of the wall and out of view of the guards, a single finger snapping off and appearing to grow limbs as it scurried slowly up the wall and sets itself at the base of the roof. "Yes?" He calls out, before awaiting an explanation as to why they were interrupting his obvious duties if he were a shinigami.
410 x 2 = 820 + 3041 = 3861 Words Total.
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 115 in INT )