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 Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2014 8:41 pm
Karakura, where people need more than pepper-spray and maces when staying out late.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 2:51 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx|| Noire Mistalune ||xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx<=>||Sovereign||<=> "I am this world's Sovereign... Theme: On the Verge of Returning Home.xxxxxThe Senkaimon opened in the dark part of the street. It was pretty late, so no Humans were about anyway. From the streets, Noire would lead them to Lune Corps, their home and center of operations. He had hoped it would accomodate Shizuko and the two Vizards who had been trapped for so many years in the 10th Division. As for Mana, Noire had to get used to having a prisoner. He knew Tony would be excited to finally have someone to punish. Tony hated Shinigami and he was a master of torture strategy, having been a former agent of the government. If Mana didn't break from the torture, Noire would use Jishinmusume against him. He knew Mana's greatest strength and weakness resided in her. "...Bow down and recognize your King!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 4:28 pm
 『Shizuko Yukimori』 Stepping out into the darkness, Shizuko allowed herself a moment for her eyes to adjust. "I have not been to the Human World in quite some time - nearly fifty years now, if I am remembering correctly. Tell me, is country music still popular? The last time I visited, I ended up in America, and I found the music to my tastes."
Realizing she had started to ramble, Shizuko stopped herself from speaking and glanced at Noire. "Do we have a base? I would hope so."
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 4:37 pm
 Coram Arrel Strut ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ █[Bitches get Stitches]-[lightpink]-[Sass canon]█ ◕◣Coram had exited the Senkaimon still being carried on the back of Shizuko. Poor girl in his mind. He was six feet two inches tall, being carried by a girl who was five feet four inches tall. It didn’t seem fitting. “Well Dear girl, I’m Coram Arrel. A former third seat of Squad two; but that was long ago. I’m just a mere.. Vizard? I believe that’s what you called us.” Coram stopped himself he didn’t like speaking too much. It bothered him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Shizuko” He nodded slightly even though she wouldn’t be able to see it. The Vizard looked about the street. It was the human world. Quite a nice place to get away too actually. He breathed in deep “Ahh air” a huge sigh of relief flowed from his lips. A sign that was as if he had come home after a long time. Coram looked to Noire. “I owe you one” Though Corem knew he owed him more than just one. He owed him his life. The night air felt good, it was gentle and warm.
◕◤“When do I get my bonds off. Actually. Come to think of it, how do I even know your not going to be all experimental on me… or Her for that matter” He rang out. Granted he was in no position to speak technically but that didn’t matter to him at this point. Corem’s focus was on Noire. He didn’t like not knowing things. It kind of made him want to hurt things. Sliding off Shizuko’s shoulder and catching himself with his hands, Corem rolled into a cross legged sit. He had this ‘I don’t give a damn anymore’ face.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 6:56 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx|| Noire Mistalune ||xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx<=>||Sovereign||<=> "I am this world's Sovereign... Theme: Hitting on Shizuko.xxxxxKnowing that most of the group had already made it, Tsugetsa as usual was behind. This ******** guy. "Yeah, follow me. You're going to be living in first class. I'm part of what you would call, Human 1-percenters." Noire had them move quietly without using reiatsu. The last thing he needed was to let a Shinigami on alert notice them. If the Gotei 13 were to get a relay message from a Shinigami on guard patrol, it would be bad news. The same situation if one of their great patrolmen were to die of mysterious circumstance. He laughed, the idea of Shinigami as great patrolmen was a joke to him. The truth was that he always hated them as far as he could remember. Even when he was a Shinigami. He then lead them to Lune Corps, which was downtown, a massive building with "Lune Corps" emboldened at the top of it. It spanned over two-hundred floors and seemed to be a remarkable structure of Human ingenuity - if its staff were all Human, that is. xxxxxHe turned to stare at Shizuko, before he stated, "Did you know... you have the most beautiful eyes." He then proceeded to compliment her frame, "And such an hourglass figure. I'm surprised you've never been taken... A woman of your caliber, is enough to make the stars long to shine a thousand times harder. And the Sun to drown out the light of the Moon." He walked closer to her and attempted to get her attention. "You know, the way you fought back there with that kidō was exemplary. I don't think I was that good when I was your age... Anyway. I just want to say... thank you for coming with me. I promise that I'm going to help you find your way. Even if it kills me." He smiled at her gently, before continuing, "The truth is, I've met someone as amazing as you before... And I'm entranced. Bewitched even. You're more than a goddess." The truth was, he was developing a little bit of an infatuation with the bold and ambitious Shizuko. The way he expressed himself was masterful. A clear example of having been a man with experience and age like a fine wine. Any normal woman would fall in love with someone if they spoke to them with such a perfect tone. Noire knew of course working Shizuko would take time and effort. She wasn't just a woman. Of course, this caused quite the fury in Jigokuhime, who overheard the entire flirtation. Considering Noire had been so loyal to her before, she never expected him to develop feelings of any kind for another woman. And now, she began to view Shizuko as a threat, a threat to the security of her relationship. It was true, there were many things Shizuko could give Noire that Jigokuhime couldn't. "...Bow down and recognize your King!" [Exit to Lune Corps Entrance]
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 4:56 pm
『Shizuko Yukimori』 Shizuko kneeled down, and using what little strength she had recovered, performed a tiny Hado, River of Eternity, and used the water-like Reiryoku to wear through Coram's restraints. "There. I will do the other one's restraints when they awaken, if I am still available to do so."
She stood and followed Noire, her head tilted towards the sky. "It has been a long time, yet... It feels like much has changed since I last came. The buildings were not this large." She was engrossed in watching the tall buildings as they came into view, unaware that her wonderment could easily be likened to that of a child's.
Outside of the building, she listened to Noire's words. She furrowed her brows, unable to find the right words. His feelings and intentions were obvious, but they troubled Shizuko. Was the reason he recruited her because of her physical appearance? She hoped not, as it would make both their lives quite awkward. Had she not been clear with her preferences? She was about to explain to Noire, but hesitated, trying to find the right words, and lost the chance when he turned to lead them inside the building, and up the stairs to the 2nd floor, which appeared to be a medical wing of sorts.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 10:55 pm
 
XX ＯＵＴ ＯＦ ＣＨＡＲＡＣＴＥＲ : Enter from Main Senkaimon
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In The Middle Of Battle-
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Streets of Karakura
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No one
█ ☪ ﹙ STATUS ﹚
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A bit groggy
"S P E A K I N G"
T H I N K I N G
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2014 11:23 pm
 ╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂ Location: Karakura Streets ◎ Company: Various ◎ Mood: Depressed ◎ Stamina: Fresh ◎ Health: Full ◎ Vollständig: Not Achieved ╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂
Shiro looked up to see that he had arrived in an alleyway. Shiro tried to figure out where he was only to determine that he was lost. Shiro sighed. All he had wanted was to get away from the Karakura General Hospital has fast as he could.
He told the cat that was walking next to him, “Well that mission was a bust. Wouldn’t you say Agate?”
The brown and white cat looked up and meowed at Shiro. Shiro laughed at that. Sometime he could swear that Agate was smarter than him.
Shiro sighed again, “I guess we’ll try again another time.”
Shiro supposed that he should call his brother, Luka, so that way he didn’t remain lost. However his brother would probably want to talk about Shiro’s postion in the Fredricks Clan. The only reason Shiro was part of the clan was because Luka had asked him to be. Everybody else hated him.
Thinking about the Fredricks Clan depressed him so Shiro held his hands out. Agate leapt into them and, started to purr. Agate was the best friend he had.
Shiro continued walking as he asked Agate, “Now what?”
Agate simply purred harder. Shiro figured that she didn’t care what they did as long as she was with her human. Shiro was okay with that.
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Final thoughts: I'm lost.
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OOC: Quoted you so that way you knew where Shiro was.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 1:06 pm
╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂ Location: Karakura Streets ◎ Company: No one ◎ Mood: Worried ◎ Stamina: Fresh ◎ Health: Full ◎ Vollständig: Not Achieved ╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂
Shiro’s phone started to ring. He pulled it out of his pocket to look at the caller ID. It was Luka. Shiro let out a groan. Shiro knew that Luka cared about him but, if the half-Quincy answered the phone the Heir would probably yell at his brother.
Shiro asked Agate, “Should I answer it?” Agate started to purr so Shiro sighed, “That’s what I thought you say.” Shiro flipped the phone open and put it to his ear, “Hello Luka. How mad are you?”
Shiro knew full well that he could have handled the situation at the Hospital better. He just hadn’t wanted to. To live in a society where he was a second class citizen was hell. So acted out when he had the courage and, ran when he didn’t.
As for Luka’s insistence that he act like a proper Fredricks Shiro knew that was a joke. Most of the Fredricks were Jagdarmees. Shiro was a Sternritter. That did even touch the fact that most of the Fredricks saw Shiro as the primary reason for their fall from grace.
The scar on his collarbone started to burn. Shiro resisted the urge to scratch at it but, he did press his palm against it as he waited for Luka’s anger.
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Final thoughts: He must be ticked off.
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OOC: Nothing for now.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 8:07 am
╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂ Location: Karakura Streets ◎ Company: No one ◎ Mood: Worried ◎ Stamina: Fresh ◎ Health: Full ◎ Vollständig: Not Achieved ╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂
Shiro knew that Luka had to be repressing some of his anger and Shiro appreciated it. Luka was the only human being that Shiro could stand for more than an hour. Shiro wanted to keep that one tie intact. Agate jumped out of Shiro’s arms.
Shiro bent down to pet Agate, “I’m not going to say sorry; ‘cause I’m not. However I promise that my intention was not to embarrass you.” Shiro’s voice was small as he asked, “You know that right?” Agate purred against her human’s hand to remind Shiro of the next question, “As for where I am,” Shiro looked around, “I have no idea. An ally somewhere. I suppose I could head home but, I don’t know how long that’ll take.” Shiro’s grin could be heard in his voice, “I kind of got lost.” Agate scrambled to Shiro’s shoulder as he stood, “Give me a minute and, I’ll find a street sign.”
Shiro began looking for a street sign. He moved at random sooner or later he would find one. It was only a matter of time. Finally he saw a labeled crossroad. Shiro moved towards it.
Shiro read it to his brother, “It says: Kyoku Street and Hisagi Street. How far is that from my place? What about yours?”
Shiro lend up against the street sign. His hand was still pressed to the scar on his collarbone. It burned whenever he was unsure of himself; which was often. Shiro knew it was all in his mind but, it still ached. Agatte moved to sit on Shiro’s head.
Shiro knew that Luka had to be repressing some of his anger and Shiro appreciated it. Luka was the only human being that Shiro could stand for more than an hour. Shiro wanted to keep that one tie intact. Agate jumped out of Shiro’s arms.
Shiro bent down to pet Agate, “I’m not going to say sorry; ‘cause I’m not. However I promise that my intention was not to embarrass you.” Shiro’s voice was small as he asked, “You know that right?” Agate purred against her human’s hand to remind Shiro of the next question, “As for where I am,” Shiro looked around, “I have no idea. An ally somewhere. I suppose I could head home but, I don’t know how long that’ll take.” Shiro’s grin could be heard in his voice, “I kind of got lost.” Agate scrambled to Shiro’s shoulder as he stood, “Give me a minute and, I’ll find a street sign.”
Shiro began looking for a street sign. He moved at random sooner or later he would find one. It was only a matter of time. Finally he saw a labeled crossroad. Shiro moved towards it.
Shiro read it to his brother, “It says: Kyoku Street and Hisagi Street. How far is that from my place? What about yours?”
Shiro lend up against the street sign. His hand was still pressed to the scar on his collarbone. It burned whenever he was unsure of himself; which was often. Shiro knew it was all in his mind but, it still ached. Agatte moved to sit on Shiro’s head.
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Final thoughts: It burns. So does the one on my back.
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OOC: Nothing for now.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2014 3:50 am
║════════════════════════════════════════════════════║ Location: Streets of Karakura ✮ Company: No one ✮ Mood: apprehension ✮ Stamina: Excellent ✮ Health: Excellent ✮ Vollständig: Inactive ║════════════════════════════════════════════════════║
“Im on my way” Luka said as he exited the hospital and headed outside to where his brother had said he was. Luka was dreading this conversation, but I was one that must be had, it was Shiro's time to step up to the plan and shoe the Quincy world that the Fredricks are stronger than their last mistake. He got to the spot where Shiro said he was, and he was there leaning against the street sigh, he hand pressed on his color bone as if in pain "Shiro are you ok? Luka saw no blood, however his brother could have still been attacked. He reached for a Seele that he kept in his blazer, he always had one on him."Did something hurt you?" Shiro and he may not see eye to eye at all times, but over the years he has learned to love him. Though still there was a unresolved hate for him, Luka still cares and worries about him as any big brother would be.
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Final thoughts: What do I need to Kill
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OOC: Sorry I feel asleep
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2014 7:37 am
╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂ Location: Karakura Streets ◎ Company: Luka Fredricks. ◎ Mood: Tired ◎ Stamina: Fresh ◎ Health: Full ◎ Vollständig: Not Achieved ╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂
Shiro whipped his hand away as Luka came up. By some miracle Luka hadn’t seen the scars yet. Shiro wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible. Agate leapt off of Shiro’s head and, walked over to brush against Luka’s legs as she purred.
Shiro snapped his phone closed as he told his older brother, “I’m fine. I just had an itch.”
It wasn’t a lie. The scar had burned and itched. It just wasn’t the full truth. Luka confused Shiro. At times it seemed like Luka hated Shiro just as much as the rest of the Fredricks, if not more. Then there were times when it seemed like Luka would die for Shiro. It left Shiro cautious of forming any real bonds with the man who looked exactly like his long gone father. Agate liked him so he couldn’t be that bad.
As Shiro slipped his phone back into his pocket he mentally reviewed how this conversation was going to go. Luka would tell him that he needed to become more active in Quincy politics. Shiro would respond negatively. Luka would insist and the discussion would disintegrate into an argument that would further dissolve into a fight. After Luka kicked Shiro’s butt Luka would buy the struggling college student dinner after promising not to bring up Quincy politics again tonight. Then in about a week and a half the process would repeat.
However Shiro could think of another beginning so as was fast becoming tradition Shiro asked, “What do you want Luka? Can we make it quick? I have a paper to finish.”
Agate was still rubbing up against Luka. She was looking for attention as she meowed at the older Quincy. Shiro was still against the street sign. His right thumb was rubbing against a cigarette burn on his left forearm. He was doing his best to look Luka in the eye.
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Final thoughts: Do we have to do this tonight?
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OOC: That's okay. So did I.
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2014 12:38 pm
║════════════════════════════════════════════════════║ Location: Streets of Karakura ✮ Company: Shiro Schwarz ✮ Mood: Stable ✮ Stamina: Excellent ✮ Health: Great ✮ Vollständig: Inactive ║════════════════════════════════════════════════════║
Luka could tell by his bothers response that he had already know what he was gonna say . Perhaps he was trying to avoid a fight, perhaps he just didn't want to here his bit about the family and its importants as he had been trying to push it on his bother every week or so for the last few months more that ever . Luka's harsh eyes softened and there normal piercing fire was dulled to a glowing ember, warm and embraceful. "Look ,Shiro I know I have been really hard on you these last few months about the family and all, and I have been really pushing it on you. But it's cause I want you to be successful, as a Quincy, you have great power in you, you just need to train more. You can't be like..." he stopped himself before he could said “You can't be like your father ” but he didn't want to offend Shiro. "You cam be like those who squnder their powers, you can be so much stronger if you just train with me. That's why we are training tomorrow, whether you like it or not." For Luka training was more than just practice for fighting, it was the only way he knew how to bond with his brother.
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Final thoughts:I just want you to be at your best
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2014 1:08 pm
╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂ Location: Karakura Streets ◎ Company: Luka Fredricks. ◎ Mood: Tired ◎ Stamina: Fresh ◎ Health: Full ◎ Vollständig: Not Achieved ╂────────────────────────────────────────────────────╂
Shiro snapped, “You mean to say I can’t be like Dad! More concerned with living instead of being Quincy!”
Shiro wished he could call the words back. Luka did not see the same man that Shiro saw. Luka saw George Fredricks, the traitor Quincy. Shiro saw Peter Schwarz, loving husband and father. To Luka the man was a disgrace, better left forgotten. To Shiro the man was a hero, to admire at all times.
Shiro told Luka, “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to let being a Quincy become my whole life. That requires a level of perfection that I will never know.” Shiro’s hand pressed into his collarbone, “Trust me I know and, even if I didn’t the Fredricks are more than happy to remind me that fact as often. Besides my aim is terrible. You know that Luka.”
Shiro bent down and held out his hand. Agate left Luka and, came over to head-butt the outstretched hand. The older Quincy wasn’t paying attention to her so she would look elsewhere. It seemed that all of Shiro’s attention was on his lady.
Shiro’s voice was tired, “How many times must we have this discussion. It almost always goes the same way every time. Every single time.” Agate meowed at Shiro and he laughed, “You’re absolutely right. We both must be idiots.”
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Final thoughts: Apparently we do.
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OOC: Nothing for now.
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