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 Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:33 pm
A very beautiful day in the park, perfect for any type of meeting! This day in Karakura Town, surprisingly, shows a lack of spiritual activity. Excluding the random plus that may appear every once in a while, the park is generally filled with normal people; Adults and there children, young couples, and pets about playing and having a good time! It seems as though one cannot stand to be unhappy on this specific day; It's just too perfect for such negative emotions to grow!
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:54 pm
Happily sitting in the center of the child-sized Carousel, a teenage boy could be seen swaying dizzily from side to side within the blurring structure! If one were there about twenty seconds ago, they would notice he'd done this to himself! Suddenly struck with an urge to go to the park, Herieo sprinted into the area, immediately flinging himself around the Carousel with a single force-filled push! He'd manage to defy gravity in a sloppy transition of positions, placing himself in the epicenter and laughing. Sadly, it led to now! He was stuck in the center, comedic dizzy spirals placed where his eyes should be! His already cute face had been covered by an even more childish expression, his mouth in a tiny "O" shape making slight wailing noises as he spun about. "Thiiiis..Issss... Fuuuuunnnnn!" Attempting to make out his sentence, he slipped sideways, falling between some railing and flinging off the structure like a catapult. Face first, his swaying bowl-ish hair was buried into the wood chippings. A bit of wiggling removed it however, Herieo beginning to shake his head to remove the shavings and whatnot. "I just knew today would be amazing! I don't know what else could make it better.. Maybe I'll get some ice cream later!" Talking aloud to noone in particular, the boy stumbled to his feet and began to look about. "..Or some company... I could use that, since Tetsuya's so darn busy!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 7:16 pm
Walking aimlessly, without much of a purpose on that day, Yumi wandered the town. In street clothes, she looked pretty non-descript in her black cap, sleeveless hoodie and jeans. Her sanrei glove was partially concealed by her striped arm warmers, but she didn't care to cover it really. No humans knew what it was. She'd notice a shinigami before she was noticed, and if it was another Quincy, well they may as well approach her anyways. Pushing some of her mousy brown hair back behind her ear, she glanced towards the park. Memories there were always odd, it being where she trained with Serza a long time ago. She was always game for a swing though.
Changing direction, she headed towards the empty swing at the other end of the park, her attention momentarily caught by the motion on the carousel spinning around and round. There was a guy on it, swaying like a drunkard, looking like a joyful grade-schooler, though he was obviously older. As he exclaimed his enjoyment of it she stopped, wanting to yell to tell him how dangerous that was, only to watch him fly off of the railing and land in the wood chippings flooring the park, the spray of the chips even reaching her. Then he was talking... to himself. A little concerned that he had brain damage, not that he was really smart to get into that situation, Yumi tapped him on the shoulder as he stumbled by her, and asked, "Hey, you alright? I mean, after a spill like that?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 7:53 pm
Turning to face the girl, Herieo eye's would suddenly grow in size, as if they dilating to an abnormally cute level! Complimenting them was an odd sparkle, something probably thought to be a bit..Overbearing. "YOU'LL DO!" Outright and to the point, the boy smiled towards the woman. Just seconds ago, he was thinking to himself that he did need a counterpart for the day. Ironically, a young woman had addressed him, a big chunk of good Karma smacking him in the face! If not a big plus, she seemed nice enough to actually see if he was ok after the big fall.. She was pretty cute too! "Yep. We can hang out today! Let's go swing!" Obviously, Herieo had decided this all himself; they were gonna hang out! Without awaiting an answer, he would close the smallish distance between the two, throwing his left hand out at her wrist. If successful, the two would be off! Herieo's innate speed and cheery attitude were very dangerous when combined, resulting in a very hyper-active appearance; He wasn't really ADHD but this type of day, combined with these trace of events were exactly what made it seem like that and much more! "I'm Herieo! Herieo Tenmoni! Whats your name, Miss!?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 8:13 pm
Ever get the feeling that you immediately doubt what you just did.
Like instantly?
That feeling came on very strongly as the kid turned to face her with giant saucer like sparkling eyes. It was like cuteness on steroids. Like a chibi horror movie look. So much so it looked like it was about to explode. And in a way it did, with the words "YOU'LL DO!"
Surprised at the shout into silence, maybe shock for a second, Yumi barely heard the next thing he said, though she though she heard swing in there somewhere. "Wait a min- Whoa!" Trying to speak, she was quickly cut off as he grabbed her right wrist. Her sanrei hand. She had to stop herself from her natural reaction of releasing her bow and attacking. Calm down, he's not an enemy! Is this kid hyped up on something?! Then he introduced himself so it seemed, going a million miles a minute still.
"Herieo? Um, I'm Yumi, Watanabe Yumi," She got in.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 8:35 pm
Happy that he was successful in pulling her with him, he felt as though he'd trapped her into becoming his friend..Permanently. Already, he felt a slight tinge of 'Nervousness' in her response, but brushed it off as her being just as excited as he was! Surely that was it.. No thought ever entered his mind that he could be wrong! "That's a really cool name Yumi! In fact, your the first Yumi I've ever met.. Odd ain't i-" Abruptly his feet were taken from under him, Herieo losing a grip on her wrist and toppling down alone. It would seem he went over the swing, feet first, without having looked. Once again, he was destined to meet a pile of wood chippings. With a slightly modified repeat of his earlier actions, he would shake his hair free of any debris, then swivel to sitting on his butt. With a smile, he pointed towards the seat, hoping she would catch what he wanted of her. "I said we'd be swinging, so you get first go around! Get on and I'll push ya'! It'll be fun and stuff!" Finishing his recovery, the boy would stand and reposition himself to a more stable position. Oddly enough, he seemed pretty calm after his fall, beginning to brush his clothing off. He started from bottoms up, bending down to wipe a few chips from atop his sneakers. Next, his hands rode up his jeans, brushing over them then rising up to his pull over hoodie. In a few quick turns and hand movements, he was good as new.. Sparkling even. This odd occurrence just wasn't normal! Truthfully.. it wasn't normal for a reason. Those spiritually aware would have a very hard time telling this but.. The sparkles were hints of spiritual energy and Reiryoku emitted from his movements. The boy was an unstable battery, not able to control his pressure as it conflicted with his natural actions and emotions.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 9:03 pm
As he feel again, this time over a swing he obviously missed in any looking ahead he should have done, Yumi yanked her wrist free before she was dragged down as well. The king of the klutz... I believe I've just agreed to hang with the the king of it. This time she didn't ask if he was okay, assuming he was with how fast he turned to work on his recovery from the crash to the ground. She grasped the chain to the swing in one hand, watching him make quick work of the chips in his hair.
As he pointed at the seat, she realized she'd heard him right before when he had said swing. Making a suspicious face, she said, "Alright... but don't try anything funny... I'm watching you." He seemed nice enough, but a guy his age playing like a kiddie in a park, just seemed, how does one say it, off? Plopping down on the seat, she grabbed the chain on either side of her, crossing her ankles as she waited, glancing back at Herieo, as he dusted off chips. Again, there was something odd about him, but she just couldn't pin it down.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 11:18 pm
Nodding in agreement Herieo bowed somewhat, only slightly tilting his shoulders and upper body towards her. "Henh.. Whatever you say!" Happy once more, his tone had become more subtle. It was a short three step walk to Yumi's back, Herieo beginning to tap it lightly as reassurance to grip on. After the rather short bracing period, he began to push with a surprising force, jump-starting the swing and propelling it and Yumi forward. He reveled at his work, as in his past experiences none could get the person on the swing as high as he had.. Especially on the first try. Hell, the swing was forceful enough that it didn't need to be pushed the next three or four go-arounds..!! Herieo, however, wasn't the lazy type! As the swing came back, he would sway backwards in sync with it's coming towards him. A few swift hand positions allowed him to brace himself on Yumi's back as it came again, once more giving him a chance to push. "It's fun already, isn't it..! I'm not used to having someone to push! God knows what would happen if I tried to get my friend on this thing.. He'd give me a concussion, or throw a liquor bottle at my head!" Though what he just said may have seemed odd.. It was true. No matter how serene his facial expression stayed, or how skillfully he passed the phrase by.. He'd actually just said that with a chuckle.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 9:22 am
And Yumi had thought it was close to flying when she wore her spring soled boots to battles. This adrenaline pumped guy was really good at swing pushing to say the least. Soaring up and coming back down like a swinging pendulum, she gripped the chains on either side of her to hang in her seat. Grinning, she glanced back at Herieo as he spoke, nodding at the comment about it being fun. She quirked a brow about the comment abut his 'friend' who would give him a concussion or throw a bottle at his head if he got them in a swing. What kind of friend was that? Granted, this kid was the kind who probably would make a friend out of anyone it seemed. "What's your friend's name? You know him from school, the neighburhood, your family..?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 2:00 pm
Noticing her grin, he took pride in having been the person to pull the expression onto her face. He felt good when he made people smile.. It just felt right. Waiting a few seconds before responding to revel in his hidden success, Herieo would snap back into reality and speak soon after his slight pause. "Oh, his names Tetsuya! He lives across from me in my apartment complex. I don't go to school.. In fact, I've been home schooled my whole life! I'm not really sure if he goes to school or anything though.. I can't imagine him sitting inside of a building with other people for too long~ He'd give them concussions too!" Giggling some more, the boy would continue his swinging pattern. "What about you, Yumi..? I mean, do you go to school or anything..? If so, then you'd be the first person I've met who does! I don't really get to know that many people!" Smiling still, he began to move to the side of the swing. Placing his back against the pole that stabled the swing, he watched his work fling back and forth, the last push being enough to let it continue on its own for a good while. As he stood there, he began to pat his hair and pluck at the loose strands, smiling playfully as he lazily styled his hairdo. Thanks to his own short attention span taking effect, he would begin muttering words within his hand to keep the hair-fixing cycle going. "Pat pat pat.. Flick flick flick.. Pat pat pat.." The boy now looked more like a child playing with a rubix cube out of boredom, then a teenager trying to fix his hair!
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