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 Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 3:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 2:44 pm
 єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ Eri walked up to the hill with a steady rhythm, her light footsteps treading across the ground. The famed Sokyoku Hill...a sacred ground for the Shinigami. How ironic. Standing at the peak of the hill, Eri glanced down at the dangerous drop that awaited her if she took one step further. From here, she could see all of Soul Society, and even Rukongai in the distance. "These days are truly numbered..." she sighed, crossing her arms. "Wonder how long it'll be until the peace is finally broken." she muttered. Call her paranoid, but Eri had a good sixth sense, and that sixth sense was usually right. Leave it to the Commander of the Onmitsukidō. Now that she thought about it, the recent number of missions were going into decline. Guess it was true that peace begets war. "Somehow I just get the feeling..." she muttered, trailing off her sentence as she was lost in thought.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 3:31 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ! ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Get the feeling that what will happen Captain?" Champloo asked, walking calmly up the Hill with a giant pot radiating both heat and the smell of stew in his hands. The Chef wasn't bothered by the heat, and he didn't seem to mind whether Eri was or wasn't. "Whether or not the food will be good? I assure you it will, it was cooked with heart, Boom!" He set it down just as calmly as he came. "Care to eat? I suppose this would be a 'pot luck'. Get it? Nyahahahahaha!" He laughed at the terribly bad joke, still standing there just a small distance behind the Head of the Onimitsukido. ❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 3:42 pm
єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ Eri sighed, her peace disturbed as the seventy degree weather soared up a notch. "Hm, no thanks." she said, shrugging off the comment. She could assure herself that the food wouldn't be good. Because for one thing, she didn't like spice. And for another thing, she didn't like eating. Exactly the reason why she hated parties and festivals. Anyone going through such extravagance would've at least gained a couple pounds before they made it out alive. She sighed again, rolling her eyes at his failure of a corny joke. The corner of her mouth twitched at her last thought, another prospect of an extremely bad joke coming to mind, but she paid it no heed. She just bit back her tongue and turned around to face him. It was a miracle he had carried that huge thing up the hill. Another amusing thought came to her, picturing Champloo carrying it and getting pulled backwards from the weight of the pot before rolling all the way down the hill. Much amused, Eri raised her face towards the sky, trying to maintain a blank expression while seeming perfectly normal.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 3:47 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ!▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Not even a smile? Your heart is cold Eri, it even chills my stew." Champloo sat down and took the lid off , producing eating utensils for far more than two people from within his sleeves and began to eat straight from the pot. "Hmmm most definitely colder now, or perhaps it's just right? You never know with good food." He commented absent mindly as she did before slurping down another bit of the hot cuisine. "Please, try a bite. You dishonor me by at least refusing to even take a single bite. I won't force you though." He grabbed the handles again and chuckled, shaking it lightly right behind her. "Come on, you know you want too." Childish, yes, but the Master Chef was intent on her eating at least a single morsel. He had carried it up here for training, was eating it for sustenance, and was going to carry it back down for more training. No matter how this was viewed, it was still ingenious in the Chef's eyes.❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 3:56 pm
єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ The corner of Eri's mouth twitched. That was absolutely disgusting. Hadn't he ever heard of the double dipping rule? Was the word 'plate' and 'bowl' not in his dictionary? Well, it was a natural reaction for her, being brought up in a strict environment. The air of nobility, strict militaristic atmosphere, high standards...those were the things that constituted Eri. With a sigh, Eri crossed her arms, closed her eyes and strolled over to the pot. She selected a silver knife, and before he could react or figure out what was up (who eats stew with a knife?), pointed it towards the side of the pot. Not a second later, an incantationless Tsuzuri Raiden electrified through the pot at a high intensity with the large amount of reiatsu Eri had put into the attack. If successful, the electricity would fry the stew into nothing but a burned watery mush.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:01 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ!▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Well that was a rather shocking development. It was also a waste of perfectly good stew." Champloo commented. "Guess it's ruined now though." Without a thought or a care he turned and hurled the pot and its contents down the hill and shrugged. "Looks like I'll have to pick it back up later." Grabbing the lid and weighing it, he took a few more steps before tossing it like a frisbee after the pot. "But now that that's taken care of, is there any reason you wanted to refry my cooking? Or is your heart just colder than I think?" he crossed his arms less jokingly, though his actions probably made this hard to believe.❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:14 pm
єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ Eri rolled her eyes, watching the stew get spilled out of the pot as it was sent hurling over to the side. "Litterer..." she sighed, before disappearing completely with speed. In a flash, she handsprung towards Champloo's array of silverware, deftly grabbing all the silver knifes in between her fingers. Without skipping a beat, she followed up by a spin on her heel, simultaneously throwing the knives at the falling stew. "Hainawa..." she murmured, yellow ropes shooting out from every fingertip and wrapping around the base of the knives. The ten knives she had thrown all went through pieces of meat, carrots, celery and whatnot. In a puppeteer fashion, she pulled her hands back as the knives flew back towards her. In a fluid motion, she caught all ten knives in the crook of her fingers as the Kido dispersed. Now that was what she called training. "Shish kabob?" she asked, and before he could reply, a piece of meat impaled by a knife was sent flying towards his face. "Dimittere Anima." she muttered, tipping and pulling down the edge of her hat.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:20 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ!▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Spicy!" Champloo applauded, tilting slightly to dodge the skewered meat. "That is what I call dinner and a show! But I will pass. I thank you for a display of the heart, that was rather warming!" He bowed theatrically, even though he had done nothing. "See, I told you that the meal would be worth your time, nyahahahahah." It wasn't exactly what he had said, actually he couldn't even remember if he had said that, though he had meant to. Either way, Eri got a use out of the meal and Champloo was happy with himself for that alone, the grin reflecting that, wearing his heart on his sleeve. ❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:25 pm
єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ "You never said-" Eri was cut off as a loud crash and a lot of screaming and crap was heard below. Apparently, the pot had landed an the residents probably thought it was some meteorite or some UFO or something. She turned back to Champloo, raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. Yet, she said nothing. "Don't you have better things to do than waste your time?" she snorted. "If you're going to train by throwing around pots, at least do it where there are no civilians around." she muttered.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:30 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ!▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Time spent is dictated by the heart, and my heart tells me that cooking is my calling. If there is no cooking involved, then unfortunately I cannot accept it as training. This is not a waste of time, simply a man following his heart's calling, Boom!" Champloo answered enthusiastically. "It may have been your mind that told you to ruin my food, but in your heart, it may of said something different. Allow me to clarify, it's like your reiryoku. It is exclusive to you like my food is exclusive to me. My food is a product of my Burning Soul and like that, I have created 'Soul Food', just like your soul makes power, Boom!" He gestured down below even though he couldn't see down the hill anyways. "So then, in a mildly related topic of conversation before my nonsensical rant led by my heart, what did you think of my cooking? Useful, or not?"❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:55 pm
єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ "Useless." she sighed, tossing the knives into the ground in a perfect array of shish kabobs. "The heart is a tricky subject taichou." she muttered. "It's best not to be disillusioned so much." she said, closing her eyes, crossing her arms and sighing. "I expect this all to be cleaned up." she said, running a critical eye over his silverware and the skewered stew chunks.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 5:00 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ!▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Tricky hearts make for tricky fighters don't you think Eri-sama?" He raised a brow, ignoring the order at hand, or rather, the request. "Besides. you used my cuisine for something, so I wouldn't say useless, but I take your criticism as it's meant. I'll try harder next time, and you will eat some.' He grinned, hitting himself lightly on the chest. "But I am a simple man, and while perhaps disillusioned, I am glad for it. My heart is my strength, and in certain terms, the strength of all Shinigami. And please, if you're going to be formal, call me Mr. Champloo." He continued ignoring the knives and the pot down below, awaiting her response.❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 5:12 pm
єяι кιмυяαxxxxxＯＮＭＩＴＳＵＫＩＤＯxxxxxxxxx..s ʍ o p ɐ ɥ sxxɟ oxxl n o s▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰xxxxxму мєℓσ∂у ~ Eri stared at him for a few seconds of silence before reaching down for a skewered meat-on-a-knife. She ripped off the meat with her teeth, chewed twice, and spit it over the edge of the hill. Tossing the knife over her shoulder, she crossed her arms and tilted her head to the side, looking at Champloo. "It's disgusting...taichou." she finished, giving off a shrug before brushing past him towards the opposite edge of the hill. In all honesty, Eri envied him. Ignorance truly was bliss. His simple-mindedness led to none of the complicated crap in her life. But also in all honesty, she'd rather be a complicated little b*****d than some blind disillusioned believer. She flicked out what looked like an ordinary black cell phone, but it really functioned as her communication/information storage device. No new updates on missions. Boring. But then again, she could tell her boredness wouldn't last for so long.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpure white brilliance
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαzυяє of souls
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsilent black ɥ ʇ ɐ ǝ p.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 5:18 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPut your heart into thisxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxor else you'll never win,xxxxxxx.✘______________________✘xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxⒷⓄⓄⓂ!▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"Hm, I didn't think dirt counted as a spice, but whatever floats your boat." Champloo merely shrugged, deciding to let her go if she wanted to, but not without a final few words. "Come by the Dining Hall later if you get hungry. I'll cook something actually edible and to your standards then, and then make a matching meal of it my own way. I'll let you decide which is better, my Soul Food or your strict and Soulless cuisine."❧ Battle: No❧ Skill: ❧ Theme: Gourmet Race❧ With: Eri
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