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Post by Sato Koemi on Oct 31, 2008 9:43:43 GMT -5
Yumichika gave a soft laugh, as if amused by the thought, even though she was right. He should be out trying to find Ikkaku, but knowhing that bald third seat.. he'd be okay.
"Well.. I'd rather stay here and have my own wounds heal up a little bit, if it's okay with you, Xian-chan..?" he asked with a gentle smile, as he leaned into the tree a little as he began to relax, hand falling upon his zanpakuto lovingly, stroking the sheath his sword hide in. His sword was like a lover to him, and he treated her with care and as such, his sword had grown to like him, despite it's ugly false release command..
Looking to the girl, Yumichika paused in thought a moment, and stroked her hair lightly "Your hair is soft."
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Xeon Hubaru
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Oct 31, 2008 11:19:47 GMT -5
She was still pretty strict on the boundaries, and the flattery was becoming even more tiresome. Still, it had caused her to feel as if she was feeling like the small girl she once was. Cute, pretty, and full of inn- well...that part was lost in her eyes. Still, she felt as if her beauty had returned, even if she felt that her true self that was locked away in her simple Zanpaktou was there. Her true face, a horrid Harpie knowing but hate, vengence, and the destruction to carry it out. It made her upset that she had become this because of Hueco Mundo, and she did so much to resist to show what she was. She mostly tried to prevent showing her release in public since it was so unlike her.
She was in denial...
She knew she was this Arrancar, but she denied it. She knew she was once hollow, and she tried to deny it. She knew she felt deep inside that she was only pressing back the truth, and because of it, her true form was nothing more than an uncontrollable chaos. She didn't want anyone to touch her...the girl with the false body they desire. She was silent as her hair was stroked pretending to be sleep even as her eyes were open and back facing the Shinigami. Deep down, she felt as if she was being admired again because of her individuality instead of her nature.
She denied that she liked it.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Nov 3, 2008 9:59:45 GMT -5
Yumichika continued to play with her soft hair, feeling the slightest bit envious of it, falling silent as he was under the impression she was indeed asleep.
After a long and silent amount of thought, the shinigami slowly came to realize the two of them were somewhat alike. They both were beautiful, that much was indeed truer than other facts, both had some sort of affinity for birds, she a harpy, he a peacock, and both of them felt.. alone.
Whispering to himself, as if afraid to wake her, "I'll try my best to keep you safe until we are freed from this Paradise, Xian-chan."
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Nov 3, 2008 10:25:28 GMT -5
Her eyes shut, but she felt relaxed as if a child in her father's care. It almost made her happy to feel this way again. Almost...if it wouldn't bring back memories, she would've adored an affectionate hand, but it made her do nothing more but press towards her secure emotional wall she placed between herself and others. With this person being a Shinigami, it only made the wall even stronger. Affections of indecisiveness placed holes in it that she let light through.
Hearing the whisper through the silentness of the woods. She had laid there eyes opening halfly in their usual depressive manner as they gazed towards the roots of the tree that had cradled her from her front and the Shinigami that was behind her to her back.
"Promise?"
She had simply asked seemed to be aware of the whisper he made at that moment revealing that she possumed her rest.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Nov 3, 2008 10:52:57 GMT -5
He blinked at the sound of her soft voice, as if a little surprised at the sound and smiled, nodding "Of course, beautiful."
Yumichika leaned into the tree and lightly pulled Xian into him, slowly at first, so he could let go if she refused, but if she allowed him to, he simply held her in his warm arms, which were bandaged from shoulder to elbow from their earlier spat. He felt the need to protect something both beautiful and fragile that Xian was. It was.. and unusual feeling, but he felt right with it and smiled a little to himself.
"Now.. rest for a little to regain some strength. I'll keep you safe," he whispered softly.
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Nov 3, 2008 13:06:04 GMT -5
She was silent again. His embrace was disgusting, but yet warm and secure. His words nothing more than that to her, but at the same time sounded as if something she wanted to hear. She let her depressing eyes close with ease thinking she felt surely protected and promisee that could be kept. Faintly, but trusted. She would make a snide comment to probably say something similar to her last thing, "Don't make promises that can't be kept."
Instead she remained silent. She let him have this moment as if it was charity from the Arrancar that lacked heart. For this moment, she let him comfort her as her mind had jerked back and forward between her loner nature to that of a small child that was being admired by a samaritan that treated her like a free lance adopted daughter. She would hold onto the moment for now, but she would think, in the morning, this would be just a memory to fade in her eternal after life as she closed her eyes and let her body breath at a steady rate like a sleeping, spoiled princess she once wasx.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Nov 5, 2008 17:28:54 GMT -5
Yumichika smiled and simply relaxed behind her, lightl kicking his foot towards the flame to kick dirt onto the tiny flame to douse it out.
He gave a gentle, soft sigh and stared skywards, a somewhat troubled look upon his face, almost pouty, as he stared at the sky, holding her protectively in his arms and lightly stroking her soft hair with a free hand, hoping that would help keep her asleep.
Promises.. He usually never made any unless it benefited him in some way. What beneift could he get from this? He didn't know. Only time could really tell.
Glancing down to Xian, the male shinigami couldn't help but give a gentle twist of his lips into a tiny smile. He could at least prove useful somehow in this ugly place: he could protect those in need of a guardian. He'd protect Xian to the best of his abilities and he'd help her find a way to save the little girl that "has become her" as she had put it.
Placing his head atop hers, his eyes closed, feigning sleep, so he could react in case something nasty came their way.
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Post by Xeon Hubaru on Nov 5, 2008 22:30:26 GMT -5
”There are many things in this world that are precious. These usually come in the form of things that are most foul…most forbidden. This is one of them…”
The young Arrancar awaiting at least an hour even after she feigned her sleep. She was very patient. The idle time was spent conflicting with the chaos within in her that never stopped fighting. This was like training her mind, and that time wasn’t surely wasted doing nothing but relaxing in the embrace of someone who was affectionate towards her…although…that time couldn’t be said wasted. It at least seemed this Shinigami tried to fulfill her wish, one that she didn’t expect as she had tossed in a cute way while distancing the Shinigami’s arm back to his chest as she slipped lightly from his grasp to shadow him with her form.
”My sincerest apologies Shinigami. I‘ve asked you to grant a wish that is near impossible.”
She had thought those words as her red eyes had been half shadowed with the lids of her eyes. She had however couldn’t bring herself to stare at his form as she completely closed them while standing there.
”Not to feel bad…foolish dreamers are common these days.”
She had gazed off to the distance. She was no full. A shinigami falling asleep, and one who seemed to be as passionate about defending her with his strength was no push over, especially when she was defeated with ease by him would fall asleep in such a place. It was then and there that she decided perhaps she would fulfill one wish by helping, and she was going to do it by her own way. Her eyes glancing off towards the distance, her body phasing to fill the air with the sound static from her agile speed, she had leapt upward towards the tree branches as she retreated into the distance.
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Post by Sato Koemi on Nov 6, 2008 15:06:07 GMT -5
Hours later, Yumichika stirred, wincing slightly as pain reintroduced itself to him as the numb feeling tingled his arm. He blinked and looked around, almost frantically, calling out "Xian-chan?"
After a long pause, Yumichika frowned, speaking to himself, "She's gone. Damnit. How could I have fallen asleep..?"
He didn't mean to, of course. He was feigning sleep, knowing full and well that Xian might have pulled a disappearing act on him. Of course, his false rest actually lead into a real sleep as the pain he felt numbed him to it.
Picking up his haori and his orange accessories, he redressed himself properly and smoothed out his shihakusho and his hair, using the shimmering, steel blade of the sword as a mirror to make sure he looked good and ready for the day, unwilling to accept anything but his most beautiful in this ugly world.
After preening himself, Yumichika stood and looked around, giing a small twitch of his lips into a little frown. Where could she have gone.. he wondered, pursing a lip in thought.
Giving a soft sigh of defeat, the fifth seat began his searcch for both the newly made friend and his old friend alike.
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