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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Jun 7, 2015 22:58:48 GMT -6
"I am sure I know what he was thinking with the new training uniform Yoruichi gave you." Kisuke grinned slyly as Kita gave him a playful whack on the arm. He only chuckled as he uncorked the paralyzing perfume. "Only a small whiff, Kita."
She nodded doing as he told her. After a few seconds, Kita was paralyzed completely, she could not even talk. She only laid there with a blank gaze in her eyes and her face blank. When he waved the antidote under her nose, she and Sumi both explained to him how she get and how her body reacted to it.
After the testing of the Time Limited perfume, Kisuke was very pleased with his findings and glad he ask Kita to help him out with his perfumes he created for Yuzu. He looked to Kita as she stood stretching again as she was trying to wake her muscles.
"Feeling more alive?"
"Yeah, but I feel tense and tied in knots." Kita informed him. Kisuke went back to writing as he chuckled lightly. "Nothing Ichimaru won't work out of you when he sees you again. I am sure your image in that uniform is burned into his mind."
Kita rolled her eyes and stood with her hands on her hips looking at him. "So are we all done?"Kisuke nodded then paused looking at Sumi. "Did you make her Kita again?" Sumi nodded as she started to fade. "Thank you Sumi," he told her as Kita stepped lightly over to his side and kissed his cheek. "You're welcome."He chuckled again, adjusting his hat as he watched her turn and walk toward the exit of the training facility. "Thanks and see you at dinner. That is unless you and Ichimaru decide to turn one another into a seven course meal."
Kita blushed as she stopped in her path making Kisuke chuckle softly to himself. She then huffed with a stomp of her foot and started on her way again. Kisuke shook his head and went back to jotting things down in his notebook.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Oct 6, 2015 16:03:52 GMT -6
"Sorting Through the Muck": (continued) Kita huffed mumbling under her breath as she quickly made her way the rest of the way down the stairs. A few of her comments made loud enough for Gin to hear. When she made it to the bottom she spun and used the force of her powers against Gin, knocking him on his ass at the base of the steps. She dropped her hands drawing her sword.
"One thing you never learned over the years. Never piss me off." She twirled her sword taking hold of it with both hands. The tip of the blade just inches from the tip of his nose. Gin grinned widely as he leaned back on his arms, his head tilting slightly as he looked around the blade of her sword into her focused blue eyes. "And you never learned," quickly Gin came up from the ground drawing Shinou, "I don't play fair."Their blades crossed as a loud ring echoed around them. Kita pushed him back as Gin snickered, his eyes glimmered brightly at her, Shinou resting at his side as his other hand came up gesturing fer her to attack again.
Kita remained, her head shaking slightly as a quirky smirk pulled at the corner of her lips. "You want this? Come get it." She took her stance and watched her lover closely.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 7, 2015 13:24:32 GMT -6
Gin chuckled and waved his free hand. “Come now, dearie. I’m not the one being called Kitten, which means I’m not the one being tested here. It's a more difficult position to attack. So that’s your job here, not mine. Besides,” he angled his blade upwards, “we already know what Shinsou can do if I attack.”
Kita scoffed. “That kitsune doesn’t scare me. He’s as harmless as you are if you know his weakness.”
Gin frowned momentarily before Shinsou erupted, slicing a boulder behind her in half. He snickered and retracted the sword. “You were saying?” he asked.
“I said that you missed,” Kita pointed out. “Unless you are infatuated with the land, that’s not your target.” Her blade winked as she shifted her stance. “Come and get me.”
“You don’t want that, dearie.”
“And you don’t have the guts.”
Gin sighed, crooked smile still in place, even as her words dug at the wounds opened up by his Master. “You really are daring the wrong person, Kitten, but if you insist-” Shinsou hummed in his grip. His azure eyes dimmed under his long bangs. “Provoking a predator doesn’t change your nickname….”
He vanished. And appeared right behind her. Grabbing and wrenching her arm up, he sliced open her tunic before her shield make the second slash bounce off. “Nice tits~”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Oct 7, 2015 16:28:28 GMT -6
Growling, Kita spun on Gin with no concern of her exposed chest. "Maybe if you were more of a lover than a protector. I would let you see them more."
Her blade lifted and quickly came down slicing into the sleeve of his kimono. Her blade barely arcing against her lovers as he blocked her attack. A small grin appeared across her lips as she darted past him grabbing a handful of the garment finishing the removal of the cloth from his person. She disappeared from his sight as she hid behind a large bolder a few yards from where the two were standing.
Quickly she made quick work of composing a makeshift top from the material she has confiscated from Gin's clothing, wrapping it around her chest. Twisting it in the center of her breasts a couple of times then tying it up and around her neck in a tight knot. A small thin piece dangled in front as she cut it loose and tired her long black back in a pony tail.
After wrapping and tying her hair back, Kita heard Gin call out to her, ducking and grabbing up her sword just in time as Shinou ripped through the solid stone she was hiding behind. Rolling across the ground she got swiftly to her feet, hilt in hand the blade pointed at her opponent.
"No peep shows for you Snake."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 9, 2015 10:37:14 GMT -6
At that moment, Shinsou ripped through the makeshift bra she’d created. Gin smirked from behind his whirling blade as she blocked, halting another tear in her clothes. “You’re going to have to try harder than that to prevent me from tearing the clothes from your creamy body, dearie~” Gin purred, eyes glittering. He vanished. His breath brushed along her ear. “It's just flimsy fabric, after all.”
Kita shunpo’ed to a new location, rubbing her ear. “Quit playing!” she snapped.
Gin snickered. “When my prey has the perfect body for it?” he asked, spreading his arms wide. He took a step forward and then shunpo’ed forward, his blade clashing against her own. His grin took on an eerie edge. “That’s not likely, precious Kitten.” In a flash, Shinsou ripped the skin on one arm. Gin frowned. “You’re still not trying hard enough, dearie.”
He appeared on top of a boulder, flicking the blood from his blade. “Drawing your sword means throwing away your fantasies and putting everything you have into survival. Unless you remember that, there will always be a hole a better swordsman will exploit.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Oct 9, 2015 18:14:15 GMT -6
Kita narrowed her eyes at the man in front of her as he perched on the bolder. "Exploit? You mean like you did. And do? You have crushed hearts, twisted dreams, destroyed lives. You have walked over thousand of people. Dead and alive to become what you are today. For what?" She paused, "for Aizen! Because all you got out if this was a sad lonely life... You lost everything."
"Everything!" She screamed. "Why would I want to be like you!? That man trained me to be a killer! YOUR KILLER!! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT OF ME?! TO BE LIKE YOU? A KILLER!"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 10, 2015 12:10:16 GMT -6
Gin didn’t reply immediately, standing still and letting her rage wash over him like the clashing of swords before. When she halted, her breast heaving, and her eyes wide with terror and fury, he smiled. “Your sword should be even more dangerous than Aizen’s, Kita."
He leapt from the boulder and landed right in front of her, his own eyes piercing with overwrought emotions. “Seven years, the Soul King said, is what you told me,” he whispered. “Seven years and Aizen will come again to claim us. Are you going to let him walk over you again or fight for what you have to protect?” He set his kimono over her shoulders, his eyes shielded again. His last words came back through a whisper. “You don’t have to become like me for your sword to protect you.”
He disappeared again, appearing a few feet away, Shinsou angled towards her once more. “No one gets far on defense alone. Your shield may stop the subsequent wounds, but what if the first is too much? Your blade’s sting keeps your enemies wary and cuts the weak away from the strong, from the pawns and the warriors."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Oct 10, 2015 15:03:47 GMT -6
She stood thinking of what Gin had said, but the only part that truly rang out in her mind was his comment about Aizen. Her eyes narrowed more, the grip on her hilt caused her knuckles to turn white. Her shaking and breathing calmed, her mind cleared making the sound of her smooth and stead beating heart calm her even more.
She stood erect taking on a different stance, her blade placed horizontally in front of her person. "I wanted to kill him ages ago, but you would not allow it. I wanted to kill them all. End this hell you and all the others had lived for centuries. To end the hell that I and now our son lives in." Her head shook slowly, "you would not allow me to. Instead, you have allowed it to continue." She took a breath as her grip on her hilt loosened slightly.
"My heart has grown weak in the passing months. I have only hated and judged the few that destroy this planet, but now...Now I can truly say I judge all that walk before me. My trust has been crushed. My hopes shattered. I now know what it feels like to hate everything thing around you; to know what despair feels like and I truly hate what I have become. Things I have never experienced or felt... I can now thank Aizen for."
She let her feet plant deeper into the dirt readying herself for Shinou's attack as a lonely tear trickled down her cheek, "and you..." her eyes bore down on Gin as she watched his blue eyes flash behind his silver bangs.
"Why Gin? Why would you not let me ends this years ago? Are you setting us up? Sitting us up for your Master?"
Her energy flared at his silence as she watched his signature smile appear across his face. "ANSWER ME!!" She screamed at him. "WAS THIS ALL A LIE?!!" Flash To:
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 12, 2015 15:28:04 GMT -6
Gin didn’t allow his mask of a grin to leave his face as Kita’s words echoed down deep into his soul, each confession from his dearest tearing as deep into him as the sight of his son that night in Las Noches, ready to harm to protect what was dear to him. Desperate to survive with some meaning intact. He could feel his hold onto his realm of light shuddering. A gust of wind tore through him as he took a step forwards. He had to reach her. He had to. He was the one who was supposed to fall, not her.
“If this was all a lie,” Gin called out, spreading his hands, “would I really have brought you back here after Aizen-san had tempted you with the fruits of darkness?” He flung Shinsou out, slicing through more boulders, one on each side. Almost simultaneously. “When I could thrive in the depths that dwell there?” Shinsou rippled around her form, tearing into the boulders again and again, until only dust remained. Finally, he let Shinsou return to his side.
His reiatsu hummed around him, gleaming in a nearly eerie ice-like sheen, as his furious eyes caught her own. “Would I?” he asked again.
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Post by Captain Tsukiro Ashimitsu on Oct 12, 2015 16:04:01 GMT -6
Entering the field Tsukiro looked off in the distance as his eyes looked toward Kita first, then Ichimaru as he stood off a few yards in front of her, his steps bring him ever closer to her. His arm was lifted blocking the dust and dirt the strong winds Kita had created causing things to become airborne around them."I don't know!" Kita screamed at the man in front of her. "I don't know anything anymore!" Her head then shook violently as she dropped her sword to the ground at her feet. Her hands then clutched at the sides of her head. A brief moment past, then her hands dropped to her sides her head slowly lifting as the wind died around them. Her eyes became narrowed to near slits as she glared at Ichimaru. "That's a lie," she replied in a calmer tone, "I know what I want, and only I can achieve it." His eyes drifted between the fighting couple, then rested to Kita once more. "Kita... Don't do this." Tsukiro whispered to himself. He watched as her left arm lifted, gracefully gliding before her person. Hearing a noise behind him he turned seeing Kisuke quickly walk up behind him. When he turned back to Kita and Ichimaru. Kita was gone... He looked around quickly not seeing or even feeling her reiatsu in the general area.
"Kisuke!?" Tsukiro exclaimed in urgency, spinning on his heel to look at the man standing behind him.~END RP~ "Dissension":
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 12, 2015 21:56:26 GMT -6
"Trails of Fox Fire": Gin snarled as Kita vanished, time resumed, and the loss whipped through him. It didn’t even take a minute for the fox to realize that her signature had disappeared from Karakura completely. His inner realm turned dark and he couldn’t even sense her in his mind. She’d left! She’d completely cut him off. A terrifying wave of arctic night ice slid through his veins as his fury with the situation cooled to lancing spears of regret. He reached out again, and for a moment, the turmoil calmed due to the faint presence of his son. She wouldn’t leave Sojiro…. But Gin’s panic at losing his path resurfaced. Her last words rang through his head. “ I don’t know anything anymore… That’s a lie… I know what I want, and only I can achieve it.”
Aizen smirked.
Shinsou trembled in his grip as he set the blade swinging into more rocks, tearing them into rubble, as Tsukiro continued to scream. The brilliant eyes opened, his lapse into the void of his mind wavering. Target sighted. Shinsou arched! The blade lashed into the brat’s cheek before Gin retracted the blade. His eyes calm again. Too calm. He grinned.
"She's still mine."
And slipped away with shunpo.
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Post by Captain Tsukiro Ashimitsu on Oct 12, 2015 22:25:50 GMT -6
“Bastard!" Tsukiro growled low in his chest, his hand resting to his cheek. He lifted it taking off after his attacker appearing in front of him as he stood on the steps that lead back up to the shop.
His sword was drawn and ready to attack when the Snake stop in front of him. "She has finally seen through you, Snake. Your spell over her is broken. Though, I'm glad it has finally happened I am not to pleased about her disappearing." Tsukiro stepped forward, down the steps to the ground now facing Ichimaru on level ground.
"You're not leaving here. I won't allow you to go after her."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 12, 2015 23:57:25 GMT -6
Tsukiro ducked as Shinsou leapt out for him again, its edge winking faintly like his final star as it wove around him. He cursed as another cut opened on his opposite cheek. “Looks like you’re faster than before, Brat~” Gin purred, silver hair dancing around him as his reiatsu continued to brim over his form. “But then again, even if you have matching stripes, you’re still stupid in one sense.” His eyes flared beneath his bangs. “I claimed her, and you could never defeat me.”
Tsukiro growled wordlessly and drew his blade, vanishing into the shadows in another instant. A Kido blast zapped the air in front of Gin before he faded away himself, in another seamless burst of shunpo. Shadows zipped around the blade swirling in the sun like light leaping across the water as Tsukiro focused on barely escaping the blinking edge of death.
“Give it up, Snake! She’s not falling for you again! She’s finally free! And if you had half a heart, you’d let-”
The Brat didn’t get to finish his statement as the veil of reiatsu peaked and Shinsou vanished. Gin reappeared in a flash, rapidly cutting away at him with his sealed wakizashi. Tsukiro slashed into his arm. Gin smirked and then Shinsou arced again, biting into his opponent’s sword hand until Tsukiro dropped his zanpakuto.
Tsukiro dodged the snake’s left hook enough to keep his wind as his form returned to normal.
And then a searing red wall ripped them apart.
And Kisuke had a seething snake pressed to the ground.
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Oct 13, 2015 0:12:43 GMT -6
Having a hold of the front of his kimono, Kisuke lifted Gin up from the ground bring them face to face. "Why the hell are you fighting Tsukiro? You know where she went. Why are you still here messing with the kid?" He slammed him back down releasing him as he stood looking at Tsukiro.
"Get your ass back to Soul Society and warn Kyoraku that Aizen will be visiting the Archives if Kita achieves destroying the Hogyoku." Kisuke adjusted his hat just as Tsukiro grabbed the front of his jacket jerking him forward.
"If she what?!" Tsukiro growled, "can she do that?"
Kisuke broke loose from his hold, "of course she can. She has Sumi."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 13, 2015 10:51:20 GMT -6
When Kisuke turned, responding to the brat, Gin swung his fist into his stomach, momentarily knocking the wind from the shopkeeper as he skidded a few feet back. Kisuke faltered and Gin strode forwards, narrowed eyes whirling like fire. “If she’s gone there, you old fool, Aizen and his pet shadow will meet her and exact vengeance. Just because the fucking Soul King decreed a seven year grace period before hell rains upon you and yours doesn’t mean Aizen can’t attack her at all. She’s mine. But now, she’s unstable and going in blind, you fucking idiot! Aizen won’t let her go!”
And it’s my fault, Gin screamed through his mind, all of it! I couldn’t reach her as I was. I met darkness with darkness and drove her even deeper into gaping hole Aizen ripped open. I let her balance teeter even more towards the edge. Away from me…
He wouldn’t think of losing her. He would not allow it. “Get out of my way,” he hollered, his reiatsu fanning out like a cloud around him.
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