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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Dec 3, 2014 22:08:32 GMT -6
Yumiko barely heard her as another memory surfaced, calming a portion of the turmoil in her mind.
I let my feelings get away from me. I apologize, my queen.
Aizen.
She breathed in and stood up, rubbing her forehead where the pressure had built.
"Why would I find answers with you?" she asked neutrally. "You're his enemy. You could say anything to separate us."
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Dec 3, 2014 22:24:09 GMT -6
Yoruichi gave her a stern look that told no lies. "Except I'm not. I'm offering you the truth. Whether you accept that truth is completely up to you. I can't force you to believe something you don't want to. I'm only asking that you hear me and the others out. Hear the truth, no matter how much it hurts. Then make your decision afterwards. Otherwise you can make no other decision but an ignorant one."
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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Dec 3, 2014 22:34:21 GMT -6
Yumiko winced as something in her words seemed to make the pain in her head nigh unbearable again. Dropping her blade, she fell back against the tree again. "Why do your words make it hurt as much as Kita's?" she moaned. "Damn it, I thought she was worth knowing since Aizen picked her to join us."
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Dec 3, 2014 22:42:55 GMT -6
Yoruichi moved closer to her. She placed her hand on her shoulder. "It only hurts because you are unwilling to accept something contrary to what you want to believe. You are frightened that what you have now will all be lost. You are afraid that what you have now is not what you think it is. You don't have to be afraid Yumiko. Aizen has a silver tongue for sure, but don't ever let that replace your own mind and heart. Think and feel for yourself. Make your own judgments. Kita does not lie. She has never done or said anything out of ill will or malicious intent. She is a pure soul, like yourself. Trust her and trust yourself. But remember to listen to all sides before setting your will in stone."
She turned towards the direction of Kisuke's shop. She gestured in that direction with her other hand. "Now, Yumiko. Will you allow me to help you through this tough time of yours?" She smiled brightly at hers. "I would very much appreciate the opportunity to speak with you. May we go someplace where we can talk comfortably?" |
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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Dec 3, 2014 22:53:53 GMT -6
Yumiko bit her lip till it bled, trying to process the woman Yoruichi's words and the overflowing memories, at the same time as handling the throbbing digging deep into her head. Finally, she nodded. Once. But what if what she had been was a lie? What then? She shook her head, clearing her tears, trying to rid herself of the near-blinding pulses in her mind... She swooned forward, falling unconscious.
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Post by Yoruichi Shihoin on Dec 3, 2014 23:00:44 GMT -6
Yoruichi caught her quickly and without hesitation, she took off towards Kisuke's shop. She sighed, shaking her head. For a while there she didn't think she would be able to talk her into it. She was just happy she didn't have to knock her out and take her against her will. Some of the weight lifted off of her shoulders. She high-tailed it back to Kisuke's, Yumiko resting in her arms. - END RP - "Truth of the Matter": |
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Post by Captain Juushiro Ukitake on Dec 15, 2014 18:24:34 GMT -6
"Time Moves Forward" (continued):
Arms full with the groceries for the shop, Juushiro paused at the violent wave of reiatsu from the north, Kurosaki eliminating hollows. He sighed. It didn’t matter how old you were. It still hurt when someone you cared about left, and with Sousuke’s shadow, it deepened any heartache. His eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts turning to the two, most likely three, women held against their will in Las Noches, particularly to his student, Yumiko. Mind free of Aizen’s tricks, would she survive his manipulations? Or would her feelings destroy any defenses she could make? And why would Sousuke kidnap Orihime again?
His throat tightened. Closing his eye momentarily, he strode over to a bench and set his load down, just before coughing dryly into his hand. He chuckled sadly. The forced wait was finally getting to him, too.
“Mister,” a young voice called out. He looked down at a child in her plaid skirt uniform, holding onto a drawing of her family. “Are you alright? Do you need help?”
Her sister came up. “I’m sorry. Is she bothering you?”
Juushiro chuckled and smiled. “Not at all. She’s a kind girl.” He reached into the bag of groceries and opened up a bag of suckers. “She cheered me up actually. Can I give this to her?”
Eyes wide with hope, she looked up at her sister. She chuckled and nodded. The girl’s tiny fingers wrapped around his larger ones. “Thank you, kind Mister.”
“Thank you, beautiful girl.”
He watched as the two girls walked further down the park and waved once more.
“As long as the young generation smiles, we haven’t failed in the end. Right, old friend?”
Fade
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 5, 2015 14:10:05 GMT -6
"First Born":
Opening the gate in the park of Karakura Town, Kita stepped out. As soon as the gate disappeared life came back to the people that were caught in the time riff of lifelessness. The birds were singing, a crisp sensation chilled the gentle breeze of the early days of the February month. Trees and plants still lifeless, but would soon be waking for the start of spring. Life was all around her, people walking their pets, couples walking hand in hand, and parents watching or chasing after the playing children.
Kita's hand lifted, resting over her lower abdomen. "I won't let him touch you. I promise."
She lowered her hand and looked around the park to get her bearings. Once she figured out where she was and what way she needed to go, she started slowly on her way. She was in no hurry to place her plans into action. The person she was going to see was not going anywhere.
Continued in: "Living Up to His Name":
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Feb 24, 2015 18:26:01 GMT -6
"Old Friends Reunited": (continued) Kita walked quickly into the park still enraged at Ichigo and what he said. "He's got some nerve that butthead!" She growled aloud as a child on the swing looked at her. She continued to push forward through the park as she kicked rocks and anything else that blocked her path as she walked.
"If Hime was not my friend I would make his ass go get her instead of going to get her myself. Agggggggg!" She wailed out as she punched the air a few times. "Where is an Espada when you need one?!"
Suddenly she stopped next to a tree, whirled around and punched it. Her hand then opened resting flat against the trunk as she dropped to her knees and started to sob. She rested her head against her folded arm still on the tree.
"I can't do this. I can't fight them all."
Feeling a warm touch Kita turned slightly looked over her shoulder. Behind her she saw Shinsou as he nuzzled into her neck in his fox form trying to comfort her. She smiled softly at him a few tears trickling down her cheeks.
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Feb 24, 2015 20:54:43 GMT -6
Shinsou disappeared just as Ichigo leaned against the tree in front of her, face red from his exertions and a large bruise on his forehead. He took a breath. “Kita,I -“
Kita stood up, anger renewed from Shinsou leaving her. “Go away, Ichigo,” she growled as she walked away. “You’ve said your piece.”
“No,” he started, walking forward, “no, I - Kita! Wait! I’m sorry!”
“Yeah, I know you’re sorry for hurting my feelings, but you still think you’re right!” Kita snapped, pushing past the foliage to get away from anyone - everyone. “Thank you! I’ve heard that plenty of times in my head.”
“And that’s wrong!” Ichigo called after her.
Kita halted in her steps, Ichigo grabbed her arm, and they both fell to the ground. Ichigo sprang up first, quickly turning her over. “Kita, are you- is the kid okay?”
Kita nodded but stayed silent, still upset. Ichigo sighed and hung his head. “I’m an idiot. I listened to Ukitake-san’s words, and I tried to not call Ichimaru snake, but I was still shutting him out and that means shutting you out.” He looked up. “I can handle accepting the sna- idiot fox. I can. I accepted Uryu back after the second Quincy War. Hell, I am part Quincy.” He tugged on his hair. “I’m sorry. I’m so worried about Orihime. Why she left us. What I did wrong. I- I took it out on you. I see you and all you’re doing is standing by a sh- sleeping man.” He held his hand out to her. “You can let others watch him while you work. Live life. I mean….” he looked down again, “not all of us have to keep suffering. It’s the end of the war, Kita. You, of all people, need the break. I won't attack Ichimaru. I promise.”
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Post by Uyru Ishida on Feb 24, 2015 21:12:42 GMT -6
"You've never been good with promises, Ichigo." said Uryu, stepping from around a tree. He pushed up his glasses and place his free hand in his pocket. He looked to the woman sitting on the ground, then to Ichigo who was beaming with shame. "A gentleman would help the lady up, Ichigo. Not sit there and wait to see what happens." Uryu walked over to woman and extended his hand to her. "Forgive my friend. He wouldn't know what good manners looked like, if they bit him in the ass."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Feb 24, 2015 21:25:31 GMT -6
Taking the newcomer's hand, Kita could not help but giggle softly as he helped her from the ground. She looked at the young man, making eye contact with him as she spoke. "He is not all that bad. A pain in the butt sometimes, but a wonderful friend none the less." Kita looked Ichigo's way and smiled warmly at him. Her eyes telling him they were not done talking about this, but she kept it to herself in front of the new person that joined them.
Ichigo blushed rubbing the back of his neck as he looked away from them. Looking back at the young man, Kita offered her hand to him again. "Kita Miyamoto," she paused, "since it seems someone is not up to introducing us."
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Post by Uyru Ishida on Feb 24, 2015 21:34:50 GMT -6
Uryu bowed his head slightly as the woman introduced herself. "I am Uryu Ishida." He pushed his glasses up along the bridge of his nose. "Excuse my being blunt. But, there is something strange about you. You posses an unusually high spiritual pressure for a human. But, there is something else about you." He dropped the woman's hand from his and took a step back, examining her. "Hm..." Uryru looked to the flushed Ichigo. "Still nothing to say, Ichigo?"
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Post by Ichigo Kurosaki on Feb 24, 2015 22:16:45 GMT -6
Ichigo shook his head quickly and stood up. “When did you get back into town?”
Uryu pushed his glasses up. “Does it matter? I am here now.”
“Did you have to show up when I was trying to apologize to someone? And you better have not been here long or I’ll kick your ass. You were supposed to tell me when you got back. That was the promise.”
Uryu sighed. “That was the promise you made. I never agreed to it.”
“Quit twisting my words around.”
“Quit being such easy prey,” the quincy retorted.
Ichigo growled and looked ready to attack and then suddenly calmed. He grinned. “Glad you’re here and calling me friend, Uryu." He felt a bit better after letting it go... even if it was at the wrong person. Again. Rukia had been first. And if Uryu was back, their luck had to be turning.
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Post by Uyru Ishida on Feb 24, 2015 22:32:01 GMT -6
"Calling you friend is nothing to be jovial about." He turned away from Ichigo and towards the woman. "It is hardly a term of endearment. And, I was here long enough to see that you are still as awkward with women now, as when I left you." Uryu let a small smile settle on his lips as he pushed up his glasses. He looked over the woman for a moment. "A zanpakuto is not something you should carrying around so freely. Let alone, one belonging to Gin Ichimaru."
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