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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Jun 8, 2016 23:08:34 GMT -6
Yoruichi titled her head in a 'who knows' fashion. "The only thing I can things of is the ruckus that went on the other night Raelin tried to cleanse Ichimaru. It was quite a show from what I understand from Kisuke."
She flicked her tail and looked at a child and his mother as they passed by. Once far enough away she continued. "Like eight windows in the Miyamoto home where shattered. It was like something out of a horror flick you watch on TV."
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Jun 8, 2016 23:33:41 GMT -6
Karin raised her eyebrows. “Are you serious? Eight windows. Are there even EIGHT windows in that house?” She shook her head. “That’s something crazy. What the heck was Raelin doing? Fighting a demon?” Yoruichi stopped scratching her ear. Karin shook her head again. “This is not The Exorcist."
"She was dealing with Teruo's powers and that Bastard swore he was of Hell's creation." Yoruichi looked to Karin and tilted her head as Karin looked across the water. "Have you been sleeping alright, Karin?"
Karin automatically narrowed her eyes. "I'm fine. Keeping busy. That's all."
At least she hadn't slammed her knuckles into the shower recently.
"And I stand by what I said. Demons stay in Hell. They don't get out. And we've dealt with that bastard's handiwork before. Why would it be different this time?"
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Jun 9, 2016 0:00:43 GMT -6
Yoruichi shrugged her shoulders. "The only thing that comes to mind for me was Tervaden found them both in Hell."
Karin looked to Yoruichi will her eyes still narrowed. "That's impossible," the girl growled.
"How's it impossible? Teruo was created by a God, and we all know anyone one of us Soul Reapers can enter Hell as long as our reiatsu is strong enough to handle it. Even you were there at one time. Having Ichimaru there with his past and darkness still in his heart? Teruo messing with his head like he can? Who knows what kind of shape Ichimaru will be in when those baby blues of his finally opens."
Yoruichi sighed and hung her head her ears laid back. "I'll feel bad for Kita and Sojiro if its for the worst. They have such high hopes with all this."
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Jun 9, 2016 21:38:45 GMT -6
“That was Yuzu, not me,” Karin murmured, before falling silent, not liking the grisly reminder of seeing those gates or how those creatures had pulled Yuzu inside. How pale she had been when even Orhime couldn’t save her. But that wasn’t al that struck her. “Yoruichi… that time we thought that she would die…. but she didn’t. She’s a Quincy…. And Raelin… she purified whatever….”
She halted and grimaced. “Even I don’t want to think further on that idea. Demons are supposed to be confined to Hell."
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Jun 9, 2016 21:49:15 GMT -6
Yoruichi chuckled, "Sorry about that. I get you two confused unless you're side by side." Her look then went blank her head shook quickly to get the thought from her mind. "Aizen is sealed and Sada is dead. Lets not dwell on that thought." She looked up at Karin. "Alright?"
She stood and turned a circle on the bench then turned and did it again but the other direction. She curled up wrapping her tail around her body. "We have to think on a good note. As long as Aizen is sealed and the worst of the worst Ayakashi are out of the way we should be relative safe. All of us." She yawned wide.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Jun 9, 2016 21:56:08 GMT -6
Karin chuckled and lifted her knee to cushion her head. "As safe as we can be when you're not normal." She closed her eyes. "First, it was ghosts who wouldn't leave you alone until you helped them. Then, there were hollows trying to eat you because you had special energy. Then you got strong enough to fight them and the order of things changed again." She dropped her knee and rose from the bench. "It'll be good to deal with normal troubles for a change."
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Jun 9, 2016 22:01:57 GMT -6
Yoruichi sprung upward then jumped to the ground as she walked around Karin. "That's good to hear." She sat at her feet and looked up at her. "You need a man in your life." Yoruichi jumped back when Karin swung a foot at her. With a light chuckle she hopped back up on the bench.
"You do. Whatever happen between you and Tsukiro? You two were rather chummy when you returned from Las Noches. What happen there?" She leap again to the back of the bench as Karin went to grab her another chuckle slipping through.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Jun 9, 2016 22:18:07 GMT -6
“We weren’t chummy,” Karin retorted. “He was just looking after me and I was doing my best to get back at him for doing just that.” She folded her arms. “I fight my own battles. But he’s got it in his head that when Ichi-nii’s not around that he gets to do just that. Once I return that punch, he’ll stop.”
Yoruichi licked her paw and lifted it up over her head rubbing it against her ear. "Really? You think so? It did not stop Ichigo."
"Tsukiro Ashimisu is NOT my brother. That's what's different." She looked over the river. "And he'll learn."
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Jun 9, 2016 22:32:11 GMT -6
She jumped off the back of the bench and walked under it. "That's what I thought about Kisuke." She yawned again talking through her yawn. "He still does it. My son is no better." She stretched out across the grass popping her claws in the grass.
"I guess I need to get back to the Miyamoto home to check on the gang and Raelin. Who knows? I might be needed." She started to trot off as she called back over her shoulder to Karin. "You should bring little Kadaji over one night and drag your dad and Yuzu with you. Kita would love to see you all, especially that little one. She's really missing not seeing him everyday."
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Jun 9, 2016 22:48:38 GMT -6
Karin nodded. “I’ll tell Dad she thinks it’s safer for him. He’ll be glad to get off work earlier if it means reuniting those two.” Karin rubbed the back of her neck. “He’s doting on that kid. You’d think he wants another one.”
“Or maybe he’s thinking of his grandchildren. After all, his girls are that kind of age.” Karin’s face blossomed into an outraged embarrassed flush. “No - NO way am I having kids!” She kicked dust at Yoruichi’s figure but the cat just continued down the road.
“I think I said something like that, too.” Karin puffed her bangs out of her face and folded her arms. “Well I’m different and single. So I think I’ll be fine.” Getting a prickling of sixth sense, she looked over her shoulder and immediately ducked behind the bench. “Damn that Takeda… he’s persistent. What do I have to do to get him to understand he’s boring as hell?” She waited for something to distract him and took off like a bullet, not wanting ANOTHER awkward moment between them. She didn't know what she wanted in her boyfriend, but she definitely wasn't interested in him!
Why did he have to see her in that navy blue dress?!
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Sept 18, 2016 21:13:56 GMT -6
"Trouble at Home Front" continued: Waves of cold water rippled around her as Evita flailed in the river, her eyes narrowed, berating herself. It was just a damn pebble. She wasn’t supposed to trip, bump her head, and fall in. Of all things, she glared at her murky surroundings as the current rushed past her, surrounding her with another surge of chilled pressure. It was only water. She pushed upwards.
And her bracelet drifted off her wrist from the corner of her eyesight.
What the hell! What was she doing loitering here?
Evita growled and her eyes glowed. She wasn’t going to be beaten by something like this. It was beneath her.
Completely.
She released her powers and her threads lashed upwards. They wrapped around a sign post and Evita leapt out of the river. Her eyes narrowed. Rising from her crouch, she recalled her weapons. “EVE! EVE, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!” Someone touched her.
Snarling, she spun on them, spinning her threads into thicker lashes and whipping them out like chains. She wasn’t their prey. The razor sharp threads ripped outwards. She was another predator and she would make them bleed!
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 18, 2016 21:21:45 GMT -6
Just as he appeared at the scene when her energy fluctuated, it changed. And Ichigo shunpo'ed backwards. Evita's powers slammed into the sidewalk where he was a moment before. What the- Eyes narrowing, he grabbed his zanpakuto, getting it in front. The iron-like threads wrapped around the sheath. And tried to pull him. He gritted his teeth, holding his ground. "Evita! What's wrong?!"
His daughter didn't reply, only clenched her hands. More of her reiryoku was flowing from her body.
Ichigo's lips tightened. If this was anything like his own hollow berserk mode, it wasn't going to be fun.
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Sept 18, 2016 22:31:23 GMT -6
Evita glared at the shadow in front of her. He wasn’t moving and he had a hold of her weapon. Was he challenging her? Her eyes narrowed further. Then- Something clicked in the back of her mind and the threads started unraveling from their chokehold. Evita twisted outwards with her wrist.
The shadow faltered and then there was a blast of some kind of energy. It pushed her and Evita fell backwards.
“Eve! Snap out of it!” The shadow approached her.
She screamed and her threads sprang forth like a large net, spinning into intricate webbing and trapping the figure on three sides. She grinned and the net started winding closed. She would not back down.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 18, 2016 22:51:03 GMT -6
Ichigo sighed as the huge net rippled out around him. “I have a bad feeling about that catching me.” He looked to Evita. “And I don’t want to tackle her either.” He rubbed at his forehead. “Damn it, the Kido push didn’t do much either.”
Suddenly, Evita staggered as a white arrow tore into her trap.
Ichigo’s head snapped around. “Don’t harm her!”
“I am not trying to,” Raelin called back, fitting another arrow to her bow. “She’s not conscious of what she’s doing. The hollow side is in complete control.”
“I know that much!” Ichigo hollered back. He turned around and rolled as the net morphed into a long whip, swinging at both him and the hovering Quincy.
“And I am trying to neutralize that side.”
Ichigo stood as the whip pulled back to wrap around Evita’s crouched form. “This is really different than when I would lose it. There's no mask or weird voice."
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Post by Hollow Ichigo on Sept 19, 2016 10:43:52 GMT -6
“That’s because your normal powers are at odds with mine,” Ichigo’s hollow declared. He chuckled. “This time is different. No badass soul reaper in there. She’s part human part hungry hollow.”
Ichigo rolled his eyes. “This really isn’t the time for you to dally, you know.”
“Fine, fine. Spoil the view of something awesome,” the gravelly voice of the hollow muttered. “Your daughter’s form is much closer to that of natural hollows. Rare, and because conflict didn’t create them. No hole.”
“What does that have to do with this?”
“Hold your horses. I’m getting there,” Ichigo’s hollow groused. He huffed. “A natural hollow is the creation of two hollows joining and actually having kids. This is similar to that. Just a bit more unbalanced. Methinks drowning was a tad scary and she flipped.”
“That doesn’t tell me how to calm her down, you know.”
The hollow laughed. “Now why would I know something like that?” Ichigo growled. “Fine, King, you have to prove you’re boss.” He paused. “You have a blinding ally. Maybe she’ll be useful.” The voice retreated with another mutter about ‘spoiling his fun.’
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