Halls of the Fifth Tower
Aug 29, 2014 0:36:05 GMT -6
Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Aug 29, 2014 0:36:05 GMT -6
"Unlocked":
Yumiko had woken, her mind clearer than it had ever been. Her memories seemed just out of reach, as well. Details of what had happened last night slowly filled her mind and body. Blushing with a light smile, Yumiko had risen ... and after a shower, found that her kimono was strangely missing, all but the decorative silver silk sash that went over the obi. That had led Yumiko to her lord Aizen. Maybe he had taken them for some reason. She pulled the sheet around herself, tying Mizue in place around her waist with the sash to go looking for him.
Yumiko rounded a corner of the hallway, keeping to the walls due to her state of clothing or lack thereof, being wrapped in a trailing bed sheet. So far, it had been silent. Then her sixth sense pricked. Yumiko tightened her hand around Mizue's hilt. She trusted Lord Aizen, but she was vulnerable.
"Look what we go here," a high pitched voice called from somewhere.
Yumiko screeched as someone pulled the tail of her outfit and sent her careening into the wall. As she struck her head, her eyes watered. She stumbled, hearing another voice.
"One of Aizen's little pets."
Pets?
She blinked, clearing her eyes, seeing two women in revealing white outfits, similar to the ones on Ulquiorra and the other espada, one with flaming red hair in pigtails and one with black hair with blue highlights. The one with red hair sneered.
"Time to get this one."
Her hand reached for her. Yumiko's mind went blank.
I will not be locked up again.
Then call me to your aid, a light chiming voice whispered clearly in her mind.
Someone seized a fistful of her hair, another grabbed her sheet.
"Awww, the queen doesn't have any clothes," one snickered. "This is going to be fun."
Something snapped or opened. She wasn't sure which. Mizue leapt out of her sheathe, flashing, and something burned. One of her attackers fell back, looking to welts on her hands.
"How -How are you using my powers?"
Yumiko stood up, her reiatsu flaring out around her like a beacon. "That's my power." Her head swam and her hand rattled on the hilt.
Yumiko had woken, her mind clearer than it had ever been. Her memories seemed just out of reach, as well. Details of what had happened last night slowly filled her mind and body. Blushing with a light smile, Yumiko had risen ... and after a shower, found that her kimono was strangely missing, all but the decorative silver silk sash that went over the obi. That had led Yumiko to her lord Aizen. Maybe he had taken them for some reason. She pulled the sheet around herself, tying Mizue in place around her waist with the sash to go looking for him.
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Yumiko rounded a corner of the hallway, keeping to the walls due to her state of clothing or lack thereof, being wrapped in a trailing bed sheet. So far, it had been silent. Then her sixth sense pricked. Yumiko tightened her hand around Mizue's hilt. She trusted Lord Aizen, but she was vulnerable.
"Look what we go here," a high pitched voice called from somewhere.
Yumiko screeched as someone pulled the tail of her outfit and sent her careening into the wall. As she struck her head, her eyes watered. She stumbled, hearing another voice.
"One of Aizen's little pets."
Pets?
She blinked, clearing her eyes, seeing two women in revealing white outfits, similar to the ones on Ulquiorra and the other espada, one with flaming red hair in pigtails and one with black hair with blue highlights. The one with red hair sneered.
"Time to get this one."
Her hand reached for her. Yumiko's mind went blank.
I will not be locked up again.
Then call me to your aid, a light chiming voice whispered clearly in her mind.
Someone seized a fistful of her hair, another grabbed her sheet.
"Awww, the queen doesn't have any clothes," one snickered. "This is going to be fun."
Something snapped or opened. She wasn't sure which. Mizue leapt out of her sheathe, flashing, and something burned. One of her attackers fell back, looking to welts on her hands.
"How -How are you using my powers?"
Yumiko stood up, her reiatsu flaring out around her like a beacon. "That's my power." Her head swam and her hand rattled on the hilt.
