Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 24, 2008 12:52:47 GMT -5
Xian's form was ensnared and because of her boiling rage, she kept moving her arms and legs continually as if wild and untaped. She tossed her chest outward attempting to sever the vines loose with her strength, but it was near impossible when she wasn't focused as usual. Her arms and legs fighting along wildly after that attempt failed, but after a while she stopped and panted and slowly her arms began to relax. It seemed she tired herself out since she was only half as strong fighting off the serum. She was falling asleep slowly, and her form shed as she closed her eyes while her ears stayed aware of the world about her.
"I...see..." she had said as she stood there hanging above the ground. It was ashame though however since she didn't last long in her berserked form. It was most likely because of the fact she couldn't control it. Her strength only came from the mass amount of souls she had devoured before shattering her mask as a hollow. If she was calm with herself and accept everything, would she too be strong?
Her face back to that depressing manner even as her eyes were closed. They made simply slits opening slightly to see a blur of the Shinigami and the blood that folllowing him.
"A second form...is this bankai?" she had asked curiously since he done away with her so easily because of this weapon's strength in this form.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 29, 2008 11:56:34 GMT -5
"Not exactly.. maybe she will calm you down some.. I did not mean to injure you, Arrancar.." he said softly, feeling rather numb and slightly rejuvenated at the same time as he felt the spiritual energy flow from the captured girl to himself.
"If you are calmer when you wake.. I may tell you.." Yumichika panted as he stood there, eyes closing slowly, "But what I will tell you is that I am not someone to fight against.. there might be stranger, stronger things to worry about."
The beautiful, narcissistic male tilted his head and watched teh girl, and took a couple steps forward, reaching beside her cheek where a beautiful white rose bloomed, ".. Beautiful.."
Whether he was speaking about the Arrancar herself, or the flower was really undecided as Yumichika plucked the flower, inhaled it's soft, luscious scent and placed it along the rim of her ear, decorating the Arrancar's face.
"Beautiful.." he said again, watching her as his "bankai" steadily stole her spiritual energy until she fell asleep from it and the Shinten from much earlier.
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 29, 2008 15:38:07 GMT -5
Xian's eyes were sheepish, but her mouth opened letting out a horrid screech once more. Similar to that sound blasting cry, it was more bearable, and not to the tone that it would make one's ears bleed. Weaker that cry was in this form, she only let it be another warning, but it was more like a desirable wail from a defenseless child. Still, it was as if with that she was setting boundaries that she kept. It was obvious enough she didn't want the Shinigami to draw near her, let alone touch her. This didn't need to be said, nor probably couldn't be said with the little energy she had mustered into that screech and eyes sheepish.
"As the eye of beholder of my form..." she had said weakly. "...I feel sorry towards your pathetic vision."
Her eyes had closed with ease as her breathing became gentle and sound. She was at rest for now. Though her last words were either an insult towards this Shinigami, or an insult to herself.
It was obviously to herself. One to think something as horrid as her holding so much hate to be beautiful made her question their sanity. She probably would get a chance to hear his opinion...
...if she woke up and he was still around.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 30, 2008 9:46:43 GMT -5
Grunting softly in pain as he moved numb into the top of his shihakusho, Yumichika brought out some bandages and some salve for his wounds and sighed softly. He flinched ever so slightly at the sudden humanly screech, but watched the girl fall fast asleep.
"Halt, Kujaku.." he said softly as he felt a slow decline in the drain. Walking closer to the sleeping girl, Yumichika begunt ot tend to her wounds before he even touched his own. A while back ago, he wouldn't get a damn for anyone else but himself, and his Squad. Ever since he met Ichigo during his attempt to save Rukia, it changed his perspective a little.
Once her wounds were dressed and properly taken care of, the shinigami wrapped his arms underneath her and made his sword released her from their vine grip and all the way back to a regular sword that laid silently beside Yumichika's feet.
Walking not too far away from his zanpakuto, the shinigami male gently laid the Arrancar girl gently at the base of a nearby tree and paused a little.
Slipping off his haori after a little bit of thought, Yumichika laid it atop the girl to act as a small blanket for her, leaving the shinigami in his hakama pants and his weird orange arm-collar accessory, to which he only took that off as well, sitting down after retrieving his narcissitic sword and sheathing her.
Once comfortable on the half burnt, half-still grassy ground, Yumichika begun to dress his own wounds, wincing slightly and giving a hiss at applying the salve that did quick work to heal deep wounds faster.
Once complete with that, he simply watched over the girl, and made sure nothing.. bad.. would come their way.
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 30, 2008 10:08:25 GMT -5
Her red eyes had opened slowly catching in sight something other than what she saw a moment ago; an orange haired little girl of pure innocence that would put the possibilities of such light to shame. That's how someone so kind and sweet would seem in the eyes of those who couldn't imagine such a thing, but it was more of a shame when reality dawned to remind everyone that the good die young: thus that girl died. She only wished in this life she would pass as what she had become had made her feel beyond filth.
She wasn't dead however. She was staring at the distant Shinigami blankted by the material as she was unmoving or unconcerned. It seemed simple enough and obvious that he healed her back to health just as he said he would. It was too late to complain and use her strength to strike him down after what he had done for her. Because of this, she considered them already "even".
She didn't know what kept her sitting there. Maybe it was the fact it would be rude to just leave after being healed, or maybe she wanted to hear him out. Highly doubtful! It probably circulated from her just awakening and the fact she had no where to go really. If she ran from a lost place to go to another lost ground, she would only be more lost than she was before. She simply sat silently eyes staring to the soil. She was disgusted at the Shinigami for setting a finger on her, yes. But she was even more disgusted at herself for forgetting who she once was: that innocent loving sweet little girl.
That girl put her to shame.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 30, 2008 10:16:48 GMT -5
"Ah.. you're awake I see.." Yumichika said, sitting upon his legs properly, his upper body bare still as he reached to the side where a small fire had started, cooking something on a semi-thick branch.
"You must be hungry. There isn't much around here to really eat, but I did luckily bring some food with me.." he said, turning back around and holding out stick with a few bites of meat and the like upon it.
Yumichika gave a little smile to the girl, trying to make her feel less violent and more calm, his deep purple-blue eyes watching her closely, but trying to be friendly at the same time.
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 30, 2008 10:38:28 GMT -5
Her eyes shifted to sit on the offering of the rations, and then set back on the Shinigami. She closed her eyes in a decisive manner as if to delcine the offer. She could go long periods without eating. It wasn't much of a requirement to her. Every since she had turned into this form, she had resorted to devouring little of anything or less as possible that would give her a sensation.
The last sensation she had came from ripping at the body of another hollow in a cannabilistic manner, and she swore to herself that would be her last.
She couldn't accept the food, so she kept her eyes closed in that same strict manner to not even let the sight of it tempt her.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 30, 2008 10:53:03 GMT -5
Blinking at the decline, and not wanting to press the matter, he plucked at the meat lightly with his fingers and gently placed it into his mouth, delicate and almost ritualistic in his mannerisms and movements.
After a pause of him silently eating, Yumichika looked over to her, speaking softly, tenderly "How are your wounds?"
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 30, 2008 11:04:56 GMT -5
"...they're fine."
A delayed reply. It was worst than a sudden reply, but better than none at all as that would show they made no progess in bonding. This diddn't mean Xian approve of him, not the least bit. She had simply given an answer to a question and nothing more as she sat silently and slowly opened her eyes to see that he had finished his food. It was a relief since she wouldn't want to be offered anymore of anyone's rations out of sympathy. She was owed nothing, and she owed nothing to no one. She couldn't stand for it.
"My skin is tougher than your own Shinigami." she had noted. Arrancar had been known to deflect swords, and Zanpaktous with their bare hands from the difference in strength between the average Shinigami and themselves, this much was true since it represented the enamel like bone structure.
Her delicate white skin that seemed soft for a little girl like her would be hard to believe to be that strong though. She wish to not let this person mistake her for just some ordinary girl.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 30, 2008 11:27:59 GMT -5
Yumichika looked over her and nodded "Yes, I know."
Letting the small flae burn, carefully watching it of course, the fifth seat turned to the girl, speaking either very cryptically, or very directly one as his purple eyes glimmered slightly int he reflections of the warm fire "Normally things of beauty do not have names and it is such a shame and a blessing all at the same time. To have all beautiful things in this world be collaborated into one category is both sad and beautiful in of itself. Beauty should have names of equal beauty, worthy of it's appearance."
Whether he spoke too much or not, Yumichika didn't care. It was his view on life and that's how he got by everyday, "So.. Beauty has a name.. yes?"
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 30, 2008 11:38:05 GMT -5
It had a name...one she dared not say right now, for she wasn't beauty like she was before.
Her lips twisted at the continuous flattery in a bitter way. She was hating to be referred as that. There was only beauty on the outside, and the inside nothing but darkness that was being held by a wall of rejection; rejection of the darkness, rejection of the light. Rejecting everything. It was only once and again that those small seeps slipped through the wall. The light slipping through to help that Shinigami, and the fuming of the darkness to destroy this one for wearing her patience thin. She was nothing but an unstable soul.
Beauty didn't have a name, but this Arrancar had one....
"My name...is Xian." she had simply said.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 30, 2008 11:49:54 GMT -5
"Xian.. that's a very unique and very pretty name.." Yumichika said, almost in a breathless tone. Respectfully, he turned facing her completly, and bowed before her, showing respect to her as a person of both beauty and deadly skill as a fighter.
Rising up from the bow, Yumichika smiled "It's an honor to meet you then, Xian-san."
Relaxing once m ore, the beauty-boasting male tilted his head slightly as his thick, velvety black hair swept along his baren shoulders, as if he saw the patience deep within her wear thin. He wanted to help her out somehow, but he felt he already knew the answer to that: leaving her be, but yet he didn't want for her be alone in this strange, ugly world.
He was curious enough to ask anyway, "Is there something I can do to make you smile..?" And odd way of asking, but he was at least be slick about it.
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 30, 2008 11:57:52 GMT -5
A question that Xian long couldn't have an answer for that was possible to do. Her eyes shifted to him as they sat on him. They had the glare that read one and gave the idea that they were looking at a sheer fool. With that said, seen, she turned her vision away back to the soils of the land staring a tthem as if her life had played right there before her eyes in one whole dialogue of a movie. They narrowed bitterly even though they were barely open in their usual hypnotic fasion.
"Only if you can save the girl that has become me." She had spoken with a bitter expression on her face still. That girl long ago didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve to throw all innocence away except for that of her virginity to stain her hands with blood, torn flesh, and hunger satisfied by misery. She only wanted peace now, and with her mind in constant turmoil, she only saw reptenance as her way from rescuing herself. It was her way, her path to becoming good again.
It was a sad to bare all her sins on such frail, young, and beautiful shoulders like her own.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 31, 2008 9:06:17 GMT -5
Yumichika blinked at the request. It far from what he thought she would say.
Death..? Was that what she was asking from him?
He would normally just strike down the foe immediantly, without a second thought nor care. But.. something about her made his mind click and stall that feeling. He had some gut feeling that he shouldn't do it, that someone might be looking for her. But.. if they were trapped here alone.. no.
He shook his heaad to thwart away the thoughts and moved closer to Xian, sitting beside her. The man made a quick one-over with his eyes and leaned into her slowly, placing a tender kiss upon her forehead, "I promise to find a way to save the girl inside you." He blushed a little as he said such. He was really nevver one to really touch anyone so tenderly.
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Xeon Hubaru
Shinigami
Fourth Seat of Squad Four
~Wielder of a blade that doesn't spill blood~
Posts: 158
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 31, 2008 9:21:40 GMT -5
The young Arrancar had turned only to recieve the kiss. As one would stare at her, it would make them wonder how could she not feel anything from tender emotions or such a gesture. Simply put, she thought she didn't deserve them. Nevertheless, it made her turn away as her red eyes had digressed to the roots of the tree in an attempt to hide them from the Shinigami. If one was to assume that the Arrancar had a heart, it would be beating quickly right now, but with that opening where that beating organ should be there was only a hole.
"I'm...still tired."
She had pulled the cloth to her shoulder as she rolled her body leaning her other shoulder against the tree. Her face either warm by the crackling embers that were near from the flame or suppressed emotions that she tried to waver from the tenderness. She didn't want friends, nonetheless one that was of a Shinigami who were like the other side of a coin to her own race. That had little to do with her. It was the sins alone that made her not want to hold together a friendship. To keep a friend safe, she had to keep them far away just as she did for Sapphire. Even if it hurt both of them, emotionally and physically, to do so.
"I can fend for myself. You should find the other Shinigami."
she had said with her back turned and face slightly hidden under the edge of her blanketed cloth.
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