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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 10:24 pm
-description will be changed at a later time-
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 12:08 am
“I will tell you this before we start... I am fairly strong. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi The Blue Cyclone A Not-So-Lone Wanderer -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Status:Appearance:Gigai / > Normal< / Bankai / ResurreccionLocation: Desierto Blanco Mood: Bored, Depressed, Longing Thinking: Why haven't they come yet? Wait, something is wrong... With: Nitsudea Harikēnôkami:> Sealed< / Shikia / Bankai / Resurreccion-Dual WieldOCC: Ore Sanjou!!!! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The moon shined brightly over Hueco Mundo as a single figure walked the sands of Desierto Blanco. By the look of things, the man seemed to be alone but this was the case as a group of hollows that had been tailing him would soon learn. The group quickly surrounded the man preventing him from moving any further along his unseen path. One of the hollow's licked the teeth of his mask as he began to image the taste of the individual in front of him. The man didn't show any concern as he slowly moved his right hand to where his blade was being held. The group of hollows didn't seem to like the movements of the individual as they charged at him without any second thought. The man's spiritual pressure increased sharply as wings that no one from this realm had seen and lived extended out of his back. In an instant, the sands of Desierto Blanco became a dark crimson and one by one the hollows that had attacked him fell to the ground. The man then sheathed his sword and began to walk back on his set path, with the feather from his wings disappearing back to where they had come from. The individual only sighed from what he had down as the bodies of the group that attacked him began to turn into sand to be apart of Hueco Mundo. While he walked alone on the sands, the left eye of the man began to turn as the blood he had left and began to speak in a voice that didn't seem like his own. "Tch. It has been while since we had an actual challenge. When will these fools learn that a fight between us is a death sentence." "I kinda feel sorry for them. They are jus following their nature while we are the ones who don't belong here." "Idiot. It is the Gotei Thirteen's fault for not responding to your family's murderers, leaving you here in this wasteland to fend for yourself." "All I can do is hope that one day they will try and find their murderers. Then they might come looking for me." "Forget about them already. If they haven't come now, then it is obvious they have forgotten all about you. The man then stopped in his tracks from the words that he seemed to spoke to himself and closed his eyes. The individual open his eyes once more after a while and looked up to the moon above him, with both of his eyes the dark blue that was normal to him. "You might be right..." The man sighed again as he began to walk again though it seemed now that he was just wandering the wastes. This individual's name is Dasutin Takahashi, a man who was forgotten by history and was left to wander Hueco Mundo. The man doesn't know how long he has been in this world or what has happened outside. He only hopes that one day the Gotei Thirteen will find the truth about what had happened to his family and try to locate the last member of that dead family. As he continued to walk the sands of Desierto Blanco, Dasutin began to get the feeling that there was someone else near by, someone that wasn't a hollow. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.”
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 3:40 am
 Patterned tiles in shimmering grace… Cast carousel smiles painted in place… Quietly forging the head meets the hand… Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping… And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting… The strange girl she wears red today… Minari Tsuru Minari was laying on the sand near where the attacks by the hollows had taken place, catching her breath as she'd been outrunning the masked creatures until another creature had stolen their attention from her. She was fairly easy to pick out on the sand since she was paler than any of the grains of the hellish realm around her. She was glad for the break, running wasn't exactly something she enjoyed though she was becoming considerably good at it. Still, getting information was one of her main functions as one of Sestran's allies so she pushed herself up and dusted off as she walked back over one of the seemingly endless dunes to spot Dasutin. Her head canted, strangely colored gaze scanning the young man curiously.
"Well, thanks, I didn't expect someone to come along and help out here of all places I sort of appeared a little away from where I hoped and they started chasing after me. I've been running for a good ten minutes before you came along and distracted them." Minari said appreciatively...over explaining. She didn't approach further, anything wandering this place should be given some healthy personal space. "I don't think I've seen you here before...but I guess I haven't come here much. Just sometimes, mostly...well I don't think you'd care about that but here I am just rambling on. I'm Minari. I owe you one for the help, even if you didn't really mean to aid me. I'd offer you a handshake but creatures here tend to try to eat me so I'd rather not, no offence. What's your name?"
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang… The face he wore for her… This labyrinth of vales to wander. Follow the witches revelry… Here his way one gladly loses… Truly it would easier be.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:20 am
“I will tell you this before we start... I am fairly strong. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi The Blue Cyclone A Not-So-Lone Wanderer -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Status:Appearance:Gigai / > Normal< / Bankai / ResurreccionLocation: Desierto Blanco Mood: Surprised, Happy, Thinking: Yay! Someone that doesn't want to kill me in the first seconds of meeting me! With: Nitsudea, Minari Harikēnôkami:> Sealed< / Shikia / Bankai / Resurreccion-Dual WieldOCC: I am glad I am rping as DJ again. XD -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dasutin had stopped when he began to fell the another presence he had felt before get closer to him. Thinking that it was another hollow that thought it could still fight him, the man's wings took form once more by his raise of spiritual pressure and turned to face the monster that would be given a quick death. However, Dasutin could only freeze in place, his rainbow wings extended outward, when he saw that the presence came from an odd woman. The man stared at the woman as it seemed she was scanning him with the odd colored eyes she possessed. Dasutin could see that this person wasn't a hollow of any sort but why in the world was a human here in the land of the hollows. The man listened to individual as she began to thank him for killing the hollows that had apparently been chasing her before they had spotted him and introduced herself as Minari. "Uh..." This was all Dasutin could say as the woman asked to know his name, beginning to think that after his days alone with his inner hollow he had finally gone insane. The man finally moved his right hand over his left arm and pitched it hard trying to break the illusion he that Minari was. Dasutin then let go of his arm and looked up again to see that the woman was still there, that she wasn't a figment of his imagination. Seeing that she wasn't, the man smiled as he flashsteped to close the gap between him and Minari to only a few feet. "I am sorry. I have been here for so long, being attacked everyday by the many species of hollows that when I saw you, I thought that you were just a figment of my imagination. But since you're not that, I won't feel dumb by telling you who I am. I am Dasutin Takahashi but please call me DJ. I am a lone wanderer that has been walking the sands of Hueco Mundo for quite a while now. Well, technically I wasn't really alone but you didn't need to know about that. Anyway, I haven't done this for along time but starting today you and I are friends, Minari." As he spoke how he that of the woman he just met a friend, Dasutin patted his chest with his right hand in a closed fist and then pointed to her. The gesture of his hand then became as if the man wanted to shake Minari's hand but, without waiting for her respond, he grabbed her right hand to make the handshake, where he shook her hand, grasped it, lightly pounded it from the front, then downward and finished it by pounding it upward. Dasutin then took a step back and crossed his arms with goofy grin still on his face, allowing the woman some time to take in what she had just seen. Idiot... -------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.”
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 7:57 pm
 Patterned tiles in shimmering grace… Cast carousel smiles painted in place… Quietly forging the head meets the hand… Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping… And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting… The strange girl she wears red today… Minari Tsuru "Someone else with wings, that's nice..." Minari was thinking to herself, eying over the colorful additions to the man's back, though her own wings weren't currently active the idea was one she liked. He seemed confused by her presence, but Minari was used to that, she had a habit of surprising people.
Then he appeared in front of her and she jumped at least an inch or two off the sand at the sudden 'arrival'. Blinking at him with wide eyes as he started to speak. Her brow furrowed as he grabbed her hand and shook it, he didn't seem to want to stab her or the like but she still tensed a little when he took hold of her. When she finally processed everything, she asked the first question on her mind.
"If you're name abbreviation would be DT why do you want me to call you DJ? Do you scratch records and play on a turntable? I think Dasutin sounds nicer, do you dislike your name?" She canted her head in the same curious manner as before. Only moving on to other "You've been in Hueco Mundo a long time? There's a palace around here with hollows...that aren't so aggressive, they're sort of more disciplined I guess. I was heading there if you want to come with, friends stick together right?"
She apparently accepted his comment that they were friends now at face value, or at least didn't have a problem with it. She rubbed her hand where he'd shaken her arm so animatedly, curiously watching him. There was a duality to him that was a little confusing for her, she could sense things most couldn't but by his words alone he seemed quite genuine so her instincts were mostly confounding in this case.
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang… The face he wore for her… This labyrinth of vales to wander. Follow the witches revelry… Here his way one gladly loses… Truly it would easier be.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:54 pm
“I will tell you this before we start... I am fairly strong. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi The Blue Cyclone A Not-So-Lone Wanderer -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Status:Appearance:Gigai / > Normal< / Bankai / ResurreccionLocation: Desierto Blanco Mood: Happy, Curious, Embarrassed Thinking: Alright, a set path for once. If only I knew where to go. Oh well, I got a new friend. With: Nitsudea, Minari Harikēnôkami:> Sealed< / Shikia / Bankai / Resurreccion-Dual WieldOCC: I am having fun. Can you tell? -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dasutin wasn't surprised when the woman asked why he wanted to her to call him DJ as most people did when he told them about there nickname. The answer was a simple one as it came from the man's name before he had died and thought to keep it after he had changed his last name. Dasutin realized that maybe he should wait and allow his new friend to get to know him before he placed his old nickname on him. The rainbow wings on the man's back lowered down to touch the sands of Hueco Mundo as he listened to Minari's second question, which caught his attention. Daustin didn't think that the woman that he just meet had some connection to Las Noches and the rumored hollows that had taken the place after Aizen had been taken care of. The man had kept away from that area as he had heard that the strength of the hollows only grew as one got closer to the palace. Dasutin had also avoided the area because of his inner hollow's guidance as he thought that the battles that might happened there would reap no rewards for them. So, the man was a bit surprised when Minari had suggested to go Las Noches and that she had planed to go there herself. Because he saw what happened when his friend had traveled alone to the palace, Dasutin knew that there was a chance that the woman might get attacked again if she were to go alone. The man then let out a sigh as his other half wouldn't approve of what he was about to do, but he couldn't leave a friend behind, especially one he had just meet and had accepted his friendship. "Well, I can't just let a friend go alone while there is chance of you getting attacked again. Besides, I would be nice to relax in one place for awhile. So, I will accept your offer and join you to where you need to go. Also, I don't hate my name. It is just that people that know me a long time call me that and it isn't because I spin some records. If you feel better calling me Dasutin, then feel free to. I don't mind either way. Anyway, Let us go to that palace!" Dasutin then turned around and began to walk forward as his wings began to extend once more. It seemed like the man was really happy that he had made a new friend after such a long time and he was also interested with why Minari was going to Las Noches. However, after he had taken twelve steps away from the woman, Dasutin turned back to face the woman again with his smile still on his face. "I have no idea where I am going." A laugh then came from the man after he explained to Minari that he didn't know where he was going. After traveling Hueco Mundo as much as he had, everything to Dasutin seemed to all come together into just a big white desert. So, he thought that it might be for the best if the woman would lead as he didn't know where he was supposed to go. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.”
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 7:01 am
  It had certainly been some time since the Hellfires had last scanned the radius around the Palace. Meditating for once in quite a while, Munne finally was capable of thinking in peace and silence- enough to hone its sensing abilities. There were presences out there that were different from the others, which struck the Primera Fantasma as particularly unusual. Using it's animal instincts, and succumbing to its curiosity, Munne had left the confines of the palace in search of what was out there. One of the advantages of being out in the desert was the ability to easily determine where life existed. Everything else was dead, so aside from the few hollow that roamed the dunes- finding spiritual energy was little less than a mundane task for Munne. The white being took the form of a white stag- simple, glowing, and elegant. It pranced among the dunes with hooves so light that they barely left marks within the sand. It seemed to move with the wind, like a wandering spirit looking for some direction.
After around an hour's worth of running, it found the two travelers. They were not too far away from the palace, but had it not been for Munne's admirable speed in the form of a stag, the walk would've easily taken days. The muscled white stag revealed itself over the top of a dune- reflecting the light of the moon- enough so that it glowed. It's luminosity was both eerie and soothing, something of a beacon in the dull shade of the desert.
Munne stared down upon the two- wondering if they'd notice it. The first traveler was a man who clearly was not like one of them. At the same time, Munne couldn't help but feel that the man's nature was not entirely pure. Something was incorrect about it. The second one was a girl with skin whiter than the very moon above. The stag studied them as they walked across the sand, making little noise, though caring not as to whether or not they'd notice it. Munne couldn't quite determine whether or not these newcomers were potential threats to the Palace.
Location ❧ Desierto Blanco With ❧ Dasutin and Minari Mood ❧ Content
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 4:04 pm
 Patterned tiles in shimmering grace… Cast carousel smiles painted in place… Quietly forging the head meets the hand… Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping… And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting… The strange girl she wears red today… Minari Tsuru "Dasutin it is then." She said once he'd assured her it was fine to call him that instead of a nickname. Minari much preferred real names to add-on's or variants. She started to follow him then smirked as he turned to admit he didn't know where they were going. She looked around but they were between dunes that made it difficult to see the horizon. Then a moment later she had long wings that were both black and white - like those of a crane. She leapt up and beat them a few times, knocking up wind and sand as she looked from the higher vantage.
After a moment she spotted the towers and pointed in that direction before she allowed herself to fall quietly back to the ground. "That way, it's that way."
The wings were gone again, though there was still a tattoo of them on her back they weren't physical any longer. She'd thought she'd seen the edge of another spiritual creature but once she was back on the ground she couldn't see it any longer. Regardless, she wasn't too keen to wait, at least she knew one of her allies should be around the palace. Sestran had told her that his various hollow shouldn't attack her so she guessed she'd have to put that to the test.
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang… The face he wore for her… This labyrinth of vales to wander. Follow the witches revelry… Here his way one gladly loses… Truly it would easier be.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 6:34 pm
“I will tell you this before we start... I am fairly strong. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi The Blue Cyclone A Not-So-Lone Wanderer -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Status:Appearance:Gigai / > Normal< / Bankai / ResurreccionLocation: Desierto Blanco Mood: Happy, Curious, Alert Thinking: I got to keep eye on that thing. In the meantime, I guess we can talk as we are walking there. With: Nitsudea, Minari, Munne Harikēnôkami:> Sealed< / Shikia / Bankai / Resurreccion-Dual WieldOCC: Why hello there Raine. Welcome to our party here. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dasutin felt that he had gained victory when he saw that the woman smiled from him admitting that he was lost. The man then stood there as he tried to gather his thoughts and memories of the area to figure out where he should go. Dasutin could only frown from being unable to think of anything as this realm was just a giant white desert. The man was brought back to reality or what he thought was reality as a pair of long, black and white wings came from the back of Minari. Dasutin then watched as the woman ascended into the air, blocking the sand that was blowing towards him with his arms. After the sand had settled, the man moved his gaze back to Minari, who was now above getting a bird's eye view of the area. Dasutin had to admit that he was surprised that the woman had wings as well and that she was able to fly with them, only because he had never tried to fly with his wings except when he was in that form. As he waited for Minari to find the way to the palace. the man's left eye turned the same dark crimson it had been when the hollows attacked him and the voice of his inner hollow began to fill his mind. What the heck are you doing DJ? How can you trust someone that you just met? Well, Minari shown an aggressive action against us and if you recall she was the one being attacked by those hollows when they caught on our power. Yeah, but how do you know that she wasn't the one that made the hollows follow her and made it look like she was an innocent bystander. I think it is worth trusting in others and it didn't seem like they were working together. Why don't you trust her? Because I am more concerned of keeping you alive until my plans have been met. By the way, have you noticed that we are being watched? Dasutin moved his gaze over to over one of the sand dunes where a glow figure stood, like the figure was studying them. The man had sensed the creature's arrival before Minari had taken flight but as it hadn't attacked yet, he didn't seem to be a threat. Dasutin would make sure that he kept an eye on the figure and, if he didn't, his inner hollow would do so. The man looked back to his friend as she called down to him, pointing out where the palace was and began to float back down. Look, if anything happens, we will take care of it together. Just let me handle it for now. Fine. Just don't do anything stupid. We need to keep each other alive. With Nitsudea now calm down, Dastuin closed his eyes and quickly opened them as the left eye turned back to it's normal dark blue. The man then smiled when Minari landed back to where she was before and began to walk to where she had pointed to with her. Dasutin didn't want the conversation that they had been having go silent as he had enough of that from his time here. "So... I liked your wings. I was a bit surprised to find that my first friend that I have made in long time also had something similar to me. They looked... Nice on you. Is that one of your powers?" Dasutin was curious about what abilities that his new friend had as he had seen the wings and she had mentioned she appeared here but didn't say how. From what he could tell, Minari didn't seem to be an arrancar as she didn't have any bone fragments on her from what he could and the man saw she didn't have a Zanpakuto, taking the idea out she was a soulreaper. So, what was his new friend anyway? -------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.”
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 8:35 pm
  Munne almost took immediate action when Minari had darted up into the sky. A sudden burst of adrenaline coursed throughout its veins- urging it to attempt to take down Minari as a possible immediate threat. Better to be safe than sorry. Munne walked forward- just a bit further- enough to make its presence known. It was fully aware that Dasutin had recognized it, however it wasn't quite sure whether or not Minari had located it. Finally deciding to make an entrance Munne skidded down the side of the sand dune- distilling white dust like a cloud into the air. It took a few moments for the dust to finally settle- the dense fog gradually fading away into nothingness. Munne was now standing before the pair in its white stag form. Its powerful hooves scraped at the ground cautiously- as it eyed Dasutin and Minari carefully. Finally, it made the transformation.
The stag stood up on its hind legs- causing the spin to realign itself and adjust. The bones shifted and cracked beneath its skin, uncurling and straightening into familiar human-like bones. The gentle white fur of the stag became smooth porcelain skin. Raven-black hair erupted form the scalp- like ripples of obsidian ink trickling down the length of a sheet of paper. The hair framed the face like a mane. The eyes became brighter, yellow, and sculpted. The face was beautiful and admirable- and did not possess entirely male or female qualities. Two gnarled bone horns protruded from Munne's head- appearing much like the stags that the two had seen only moments before. For a moment, Munne was naked- though there was no identifiable genitalia of any kind... simply skin. A robe of white knitted itself together- threads of cotton delicately weaving throughout the other strands to create a solidified sheet. Its robes were elegant- flowing with the nonexistent wind. Attached at the waist was a simple white Odachi katana, one that was very long in length. No longer did Munne glow.
The newly formed Hellfire stared at the two travelers, it's amber gaze almost slicing into their very core. Something about Munne seemed unusually unnatural and odd. Munne opened it's mouth- and an unfamiliar screech pulsated from its throat. The noise resembled a million chirps of several birds- creating a unique high-pitched sound. It seemed to be trying to communicate with both Dasutin and Minari, however it was incapable of speaking in the human language. Munne only knew how to communicate in its own unique language- the language that encouraged trees to grow and for the flowers to bloom. Munne had the voice of spring.
Location ❧ Desierto Blanco With ❧ Dasutin and Minari Mood ❧ Content
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 8:46 pm
 Patterned tiles in shimmering grace… Cast carousel smiles painted in place… Quietly forging the head meets the hand… Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping… And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting… The strange girl she wears red today… Minari Tsuru Minari nodded slightly to Dasutin and his question. "Well, it's one of the things I can do, I'd say most people consider it unique but then you had wings too. We should go flying...sometime..."
Her comment broke off as Munne approached and made his/her (hiser?) transformation, the young woman blinking several times as the stag took a humanoid form. She opened her mouth as if to speak but closed it again a moment later, nope, she had no reply to that. She was still considering what she could say or do in regards to the stag when it opened it's mouth and random sounds issued. Well, nothing in this place was normal, that was for certain.
"Uh...hello..." She blinked a few more times, the rapid pace seemed more consistent checking that what she was seeing was actually here. Though idly she wondered if the hollow had caught up and drugged her and this was just some really odd dream scape. "Ah...I was going to go see Sestran?"
She figured name dropping couldn't hurt too much, if the thing decided to attack her she could always realm jump again. Minari didn't like to do it in a hurry but she was fairly certain it would be better than being gored by the he-she's horns.
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang… The face he wore for her… This labyrinth of vales to wander. Follow the witches revelry… Here his way one gladly loses… Truly it would easier be.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 9:51 pm
“I will tell you this before we start... I am fairly strong. Remember that. ”
Dasutin Takahashi The Blue Cyclone A Not-So-Lone Wanderer -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Status:Appearance:Gigai / > Normal< / Bankai / ResurreccionLocation: Desierto Blanco Mood: Crazy Thinking: I have final lost it. Well, if I have, I am going to have It as if I was part of an anime. With: Nitsudea, Minari, Munne Harikēnôkami:> Sealed< / Shikia / Bankai / Resurreccion-Dual WieldOCC: Oh DJ, if only you knew, and stop breaking the fourth wall! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dasutin was able to listen to a bit of the woman's explanation and her suggestion about them flying together before she got interrupted by a sight that he wasn't prepared for. The cause of the interruption was a white stag that seemed to be glowing in the moonlight as the man simply stood there without a single reaction. Dasutin kept this appearance as he watched the creature began to transform, hearing the cracking and seeing the shifting of the bones to allow it to take a human-like form. As he continued to watch the stag become more human while keeping some traits from its previous form, the man was starting to question if he had finally gone crazy, with the creature and Minari as figments of his imagination. Dasutin thought he had conquered this thought when he pinched himself and the woman didn't disappeared but he was question himself once more. The man thought that the heat might had went to his head and this was all an illusion that his baked mind had come up with as his inner hollow would now take over til he cooled down. However, Dasutin could make sense out of that is this placed hadn't been hot at all because the sun had never appeared while he was here. As the thing that stood before him tried to communicate with him and Minari, the man sighed as he tried to figure out what to do next while hold on to the little sanity he had left. However, when the woman said hello to the creature and seemed confused as well, Dasutin decide to let live and be part of the this delusion he thought his mind had made. So, before the beast could react to Minari, the man moved in front of her in a guarding stance just in case the creature attacked them. "Minari. If this thing attacks, I want you to get yourself out of here. I wouldn't want a friend to get harmed in any way, even if I just met them. And if this is just some delusion my mind came up with, I am going to have it as where I am hero before I am shocked back to my sense, back to being alone with my other half in the desert. I am Dasutin and I might be crazy!" After saying what was in his mind, or what he thought was left of it, Dasutin stood ready for what reaction the creature might have, standing in between it and the woman to allow her escape. As his wings started to glow bright, showing his strength to the creature, the man could feel that his inner hollow was trying to come out but he held him back just to see what would happen next.
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“Don’t say you don’t care. That’s the one thing you should never say. You will surely regret those words.”
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 2:59 pm
  Munne was, for the most part, purely amused. Had the humans been this incapable of understanding it? Munne did not seek to make them feel uncomfortable or provoked, but merely to understand their reasons for being where they were. Like Sestran, Munne concluded, they could not be able to understand its language unless it modified the sounds to resemble those of various humans. Munne paused for a moment and attempted to register how it would go about properly communicating. Minari then said a familiar name. So they were going to see Sestran? At the mention of Dasutin saying that Munne was a delusion, the creature shook its head- implying the negative.
'Follow'.... The wind around the group of three had gained a considerable amount of speed. It was enough to create a hissing sound that would resemble the word 'Follow'. Munne tucked its hands into its pockets and began to trudge away into the sand, assuming that the two would be following. For whatever reason, Munne was not about to question their reasons for trying to see Sestran. Surely Sestran would've known about these guests... why hadn't he sent Munne out to fetch them earlier? The questions clouded Munne's mind, and it wasn't able to clearly organize its thoughts. It would escort them back to the castle. Munne didn't trust them out here alone, if they were going to see Sestran, they would be monitored by Munne until Sestran requested otherwise.
Location ❧ Desierto Blanco With ❧ Dasutin and Minari Mood ❧ Content
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 9:48 pm
I heard somewhere that life and death are simply in an eternal circle. There must be death for life to continue, but at the same time without life, there can be no death
☣ Ӈueso βestia ☣ 'The Toxic Bone Beast' ☠ Diablo to Sestran ☠
==== ☤ ==== The large vast Desert. The most favored place of a single Hellfire. Hueso loved this place, well, as he loved it as much as a person without emotion could love something. He felt more at home here, Alone, Isolated and free. He hated being around others, his constant fear of being betrayed the reason. As the winds started to pick up Hueso stood on a lone large rock in the middle of the desert, not to far from the group. He didn't bother to keep his Reiatsu in check he just let it flow freely around him, letting the creatures around know that he was watching. His cold stare was kept on the group, The human that Sestran always kept around, Munne, The only Hellfire that Hueso seemed to like, possibly because it was so different from the others and an unknown person who seemed to be talking to them. Hueso placed his hands into his pockets and turned away form them, his coat catching in the breeze and fluttering wildly. Something had caught his attention. It seemed that a few miles away a Shinigami entered the desert. Hueso decided to pay this person a visit. There was a loud static like noise as Hueso vanished in a Sonido, appearing several miles away and infront of the shinigami. The female shinigami stopped and stared at him, her blade drawn. "I have no business with you Arrancar, Leave!" she said. How pitiful, a person of her power telling Hueso to leave? Why, if he wanted to he could have killed her so fast she wouldnt have even known she was attacked. "Arrancar?....." Hueso looked around him slowly, his eyes scanning the wasteland. "There are no Arrancar here.... I am far above those creatures.... I am a Hellfire.... something you shinigami have yet to see!" He said, withdrawing his right hand from his pocket. The female shinigami wasted no time. She spun her Zanpakuto. "Scream across the land! Uindo ōhi!" She spoke, a large spiral of air blowing towards Hueso. He stared at the funnel of air as it flew towards him. Slowly he brought his hand up to the funnel and let it crash into him, blowing sand around him. "Such a weak technique...." He spoke from within the funnel. The female shinigami frowned and dashed forward as the funnel started to dissipate. Before she reached Hueso she vanished in a Shunpo and appeared behind him, slashing down at him. Hueso didn't bother turning around, instead he let her blade cut through his cloths and scrape off of his skin. The woman jumped back after her attack landed, surprised that she dealt no damage at all. "A person at your level has no hope of defeating me...." He turned slowly and looked at the woman. "I will now put you out of your misery..." He spoke, vanishing from the womans sight. Appearing in a crouch he moved swiftly and delivered a punch to her abdomen, Winding her in the process. when his body was at his full length he spun and delivered a powerful kick to her side, sending the woman flying towards a large lone standing tree. He then fired five long 'spears' of bone from the fingers of his left hand. The spears berried themselves in both the woman's arms and legs, the fifth buried itself in her stomach. The woman was now pinned to a tree. He slowly walked over to her. "I can choose to leave you here... If I do... then you will probably live for a few hours... though... you would wish that I had killed you..." He said, looking down at her Zanpakuto lying on the ground in a pool of blood. He brought his foot up and sent it down in the blade, snapping it into two pieces. "But, I will be your savior.... and end your life here and now..." He said, his left hand moved swiftly into her chest, he could feel the beat of her heart in his hand. With a swift movement he ended the woman's life. He could feel here spirit drift away. The color vanishing form her eyes. "Death.... Is just another story..." He spoke, turning from the woman's body. He picked up the womans blade, which was now just an ordinary blade. Since the woman had died, the spirit inhabiting the blade died also. As he walked away there was another sound of static as he vanished in another Sonido, heading towards the Palace to store his prize.
==== ☤ ==== Location: Desierto Blanco Mood: None Thoughts: I didn't even have to draw my blade... How pathetic... Release Status: Sealed. Hueso's Theme: One Way Out - Two Steps from Hell Theme For Now:
The meaning of life? Why do you need one As far as I know we only get one on this earth, so I'd make it a good one.
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 5:43 am
 Patterned tiles in shimmering grace… Cast carousel smiles painted in place… Quietly forging the head meets the hand… Fluttering softly, footsteps escaping… And soulless poverty sends it’s greeting… The strange girl she wears red today… Minari Tsuru Minari covered her mouth to keep from showing a slight smile at the commentary from Dasutin and the irony of his asking her to get herself out of here, she could do that whenever she wanted now that enough time had passed. His self-assumed craziness was also amusing, though she just shook her head quietly at his comments. Backing a couple of steps from Dasutin when he let more of his spiritual pressure loose, what was with these creatures always just bursting energy? It was uncomfortable.
When Munne asked them to follow Minari brightened again, walking up after the creature and her natural curiosity taking over now that the creature didn't seem interested in attacking. "What's your name? You work for Sestran as well then? I think he's interesting but should get out more, he seems so sad all the time...that can't be healthy. Have you worked for him long? How do you turn into an animal? Can you turn into other animals? What's it like? Is it fun? It sounded painful, does it hurt when you turn into...ah this?"
Apparently she assumed he could communicate with the wind like he had the last time, as her questions just kept coming. She was apparently a chatterbox and had a lot to ask about, but she didn't seem concerned that she would be attacked any longer. Instead after a pause (to breath) her questions continued. "Have you met Dasutin before? Well probably not, he said he's been alone a long time, that's sad too, I hope Sestran likes him. I think he will, Sestran seems really willing to not judge people even if they're strange like me."
Yup, she loved to talk...
And the sometimes has nowhere to hang… The face he wore for her… This labyrinth of vales to wander. Follow the witches revelry… Here his way one gladly loses… Truly it would easier be.
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