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Post by Captain Shinji Hirako on Sept 6, 2014 17:06:42 GMT -6
Shinji rolled over. He'd been laying on his stomach passed out in the false sun of their basement ever since Ichigo had collapsed and Hiyori whined about missing dinner. He cracked an eye open. How long had they been at it? He'd have to ask when they crawled up the stairs to the warehouse again.
He looked around the burned and scuffed landscape. Pieces were already starting to recover. Shinji had to hand it to his vizard companion, Hachi. He might not be a brute fighter, but his skills in Kido were something to be seen. Ichigo and he had pushed Hiyori aside and had even got at each other with ceros. The illusionary world hadn't fallen apart.
HIs stomach growled.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll move in a minute. There's no hurry," he mumbled aloud. He glanced around for the tell-tale blonde pigtails of his cousin. She'd gone to find food from the others, but since Ichigo was on his watch, the vizard captain decided to stay put.
A groan across from him disagreed on the idea of waiting for food.
Shinji smirked from his laid out position. "Ready to see sense, Ichigo? Or just need more fuel before we butt heads again?"
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 18:07:13 GMT -6
"Bite me, Shinji," he growled. He collapsed next to him on the ground.
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Post by Captain Shinji Hirako on Sept 6, 2014 18:28:45 GMT -6
Shinji sat up and smirked. "You know I could take that as an invitation to start kicking your ass all around the basement again. Do you want that?" Ichigo ignored him. The vizard captain's eyes narrowed.
Suddenly, a fast food bag slammed into Ichigo's face.
"There's plenty more where that came from," Hiyori Saragaki sneered before tossing another to her cousin.
Shinji tilted his head out of the way and snatched the end of the bag before it hit the floor. He opened the bag and pulled out the styrofoam box of takoyaki, punching one and inwardly snickering at the red marks on Ichigo's face.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 18:43:46 GMT -6
"Dammit Hyori!! Knock it off!!" Ichigo shot upright.
He started to walk off. "I've had enough. I'm calm."
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Post by Captain Shinji Hirako on Sept 6, 2014 19:31:45 GMT -6
Hiyori hunched her shoulders and sat on a boulder. "You're the one who seemed to be moping," she grouched, opening her box of yakisoba.
"Aren't you going to eat with us?" Shinji called out, popping more takoyaki in his mouth.
Hiyori looked up from her own meal, hopeful. "I did get you your favorite, Strawberry," she offered, voice slightly less abrasive.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 19:36:52 GMT -6
Ichigo groaned, tilting his head back. They were always like this. They loved to annoy the hell out of him, but they always accepted him like family. He turned back to them.
"Fine. Hand it over." He paused, looking at Hyori with a suspicious look. "Wait a minute, you're never this nice. Did someone clonk you on the head or something?"
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Post by Captain Shinji Hirako on Sept 6, 2014 19:55:50 GMT -6
Hiyori scowled as her cheeks darkened suspiciously. "Keep it up, and I will kick you," she sputtered.
Shinji snickered into his tea.
Glaring at her cousin, she rose from her perch and dusted off Ichigo's bag. "Here," she huffed.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 20:38:16 GMT -6
Ichigo grinned as he sat back down and took out his lunch. He sighed, scratching his head.
"I'm tired of sitting around while Karin is going through hell in Las Noches. It's my job to protect her but..." His eyes were pained.
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Post by Captain Shinji Hirako on Sept 6, 2014 21:04:53 GMT -6
Shinji sighed and split a takoyaki ball in half.
Hiyori cleared her throat. "It's hell, yes, but it's better than watching your lower half of your body fly through the sky because you were stupid."
Shinji rolled his head on his shoulders to look at his cousin. "Thanks, I needed that image."
"Like it wasn't already there?" she mumbled.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 21:09:09 GMT -6
"That won't happen again. We'll stop him before it gets that far again," Ichigo gritted his teeth, hands squeezing his rice ball. "I'll go to Las Noches again and bring everyone back. I swear it!"
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Post by Captain Shinji Hirako on Sept 6, 2014 21:38:45 GMT -6
Shinji reached over and ruffled his head. "You're not going alone, hero complex."
"Hey, get off of me," Ichigo growsed, tilting his head the other way, only to be headlocked by Hiyori on the opposite side.
"Shinji bastard's right. We're both going to kick espada ass."
Shinji raised an eyebrow. "You're sure, firecracker?"
"Yes, I am, hentai bastard!" Hiyori let Ichigo go and got in her cousin's now scowling face. "I can do this and you. can't. stop me."
"Hachi can't come. You know that, right?"
"I told you- It won't happen. again." Hiyori stood up and folded her arms.
"Baka," she muttered before stomping over to her rock and food.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Sept 6, 2014 21:44:42 GMT -6
Ichigo rolled his eyes at the two of them. He sighed, stuffing the last of his rice on his mouth. Some things never changed. ~ End RP ~
"Mission: Urahara's Shop": |
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Post by Kensei Muguruma on Jul 5, 2017 9:13:55 GMT -6
"Once a Captain..."
Kensei mumbled to himself as he lay on the couch. His fingers were laced together and rested on top of his stomach as a book lay open on his face. The sound of the door opening caused Kensei to sit up. He cursed as the book fell from his face. "What the hell?! Can't you see I'm napping?"
"My apologies, Murguruma."
A kind voice spoke to him as he placed his feet firmly on the floor. "Yeah. And, just who are you?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at the figure walking toward him. A petite woman made her way to him, a sword at her side. "You're a Soul Reaper." The woman nodded. "Shinji send you?"
"No." she said. "But, I am here to invite you back to the Goeti."
"Oh yeah? Let's start with you answering my question. Who are you?"
"Ryo Komamura, Captain of the 9th Division. And, I am here to give you this." Ryo pulled out a fold Captain's haori from the bag hanging at her side.
Kensei looked at the woman and the haori. He rose to his feet and stepped toward the woman. "This is for the 9th. Why?"
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Post by Captain Ryo Hirabayashi on Jul 5, 2017 9:32:37 GMT -6
"I'm stepping down." answered Ryo with a shrug. "Family matters and all that jazz." She held the haori for Kensei to take.
"But, why me?" asked Kensei. "Why now?"
"Because, Sousuke Aizen is dead. And, the ninth needs a stable Captain. One that they can trust. And, that just not me."
"You act as if you've done wrong, lady." Kensei took the haori from the woman and sat back down. He stared at the haori for a few moments. "Why are you really stepping down...Ryo? That's your name, right?"
Ryo nodded. "When...When Aizen took over...He..."
Kensei looked up at the woman and shook his head. "You don't have to tell me."
"I've been pretending for the last few years that I'm not broken." said Ryo. "But, I am completely shattered. And, I can't lead anymore."
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Post by Kensei Muguruma on Jul 5, 2017 9:48:22 GMT -6
"Damn that man." cursed Kensei. "So, we've both got some pretty permanent and visible scars from Aizen. But, you know what?" He looked to Ryo. "We're better for it."
"How am I better for having his child?!" questioned Ryo, looking up at Kensei.
"Because, if you were as broken as you think you are, you wouldn't be here. You would have just left your post. Left your family. Instead, you recognized that maybe you're not cut for this anymore."
"When I talked to Kisuke about this, yesterday, he agreed to you taking back the ninth. I can see why." Ryo smiled as she turned back toward the door.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, lady." laughed Kensei. "Hey, listen. Do me a favor."
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