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Post by Naomi Genkaku on May 15, 2013 11:05:50 GMT -5
Naomi was bored and she had nothing to do in Karakura, so her next best idea was to make a trip over to Kagamino city. She wore her usual attire for this night, black pants, boots, a red sweeter that the sleeves extended down to her wrists and she now wore fingered gloves instead of fingerless gloves. A ribbon situated around her neck. Walking out of her mansion she hoped on her motorcycle, a nice little suped up Honda, she put her motorcycle helmet on and she was off. Traveling at speeds in access of a hundred miles an hour as she weaved in and out of cars. Because of her Quincy training and her peak human attributes this was easy for her, as she made it into Kagamino city within an hour.
Parking her bike she took her helmet with her, fixing her hair as she made her way to one of the more popular clubs, she adjusted her eye patch as she stifled out a yawn. Walking in she could already feel the beat of the music as she pushed past the people dancing, making her way to the bar as she sat on one of the bar stools. Placing her helmet on the counter as the bar keep came over to her. "Your strongest and best bottle of sake you have." He nodded to her as she tossed a large chunk of money on the counter, more than enough for her sake and any other expenses she would incur tonight. Taking the bottle she opened it hastily and poured it into a cup with ice. Taking a long hard drink as she turned around quickly in her chair.
Soon after the drink she pulled out her pack of cigs and her lighter, as she lit a cig, placing it between her lips as the bartender noticed this he placed an ash tray beside her drink. As she inhaled a long drag and exhaled it, blowing out little drinks of smoke as she did so. Letting the alcohol and nicotine take effect on her body, her body gently moving to the deep bass of the music. As she scouted out the club looking for a girl of interest. |
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Post by Solara Nova on May 15, 2013 11:38:57 GMT -5
Solara had woke up that night with a yawn, She normally slept during the day because she hated bright light. As she looked out at the world from the window of her modest home she could see the moon, it was a nice clear night and energy filled her body. She needed to get out and do something… but what? Karakura was pretty boring at night and it didn’t have anything really fun… A grin appeared on her face as the idea came to her, she had been looking for reason to head in to town and boredom was a good enough one for her. Solara got out of bead and took a quick shower, she picked out a sexy black dress with a rose on the chest. She put on her favorite red stilettos and did up her makeup, She was about to head out the door when a thought came to her head.
She when in to her drawer and pulled out some fake papers, they said she had a genetic mutation that made her look young but really she was in her 20’s. Solara couldn’t help but chuckle, mortals where so gullible. She grabbed her umbrella and headed out the door, She jumped from roof to roof to fast for normal people to see and in no time she made her way to the city. Solara walked the lively streets of Kagamino, the people where much more active at night then in Karakura. As she walked Solara started to hear music, she walked up to the source to find a night club. This would do, She started to make her way in when the bouncer stopped her.
“Who little girl, you have to be 21 to enter.” Solara rolled her eyes and pulled out the papers, she handed them to the bouncer. He read them over then called the manager on a walky-talky, the manager came out promptly.
“Do we have a problem?”
The bouncer handed the papers to the manager, he read them over then handed them back to Solara.
“I’m sorry miss, come on in.” Solara put the papers away and walked in, because of her young body it was a pain to get in anywhere fun. As she thought she got looks from people as she made her way across the dance floor, some even moved out of her way. Solara come up to the bar and sat down, which was embracing because the stool was too low. She got off and raised it, she then sat back up on the stool, her feet didn’t touch the floor. She gave a quick glare to the people who had been starring at her and when they looked away she turn to the bare keeper. Before he could ask exactly what she know he would ask she pulled out the papers and handed them to him. He read them over and handed them back.
“So umm… what can I get you?” Solara looked over at the woman next to her, she saw she was drinking the good stuff and grinned.
“Ill take the same as her.” The bartender starched his head but with a wave of her hand he went and got Solara her drink which she took strait.
“Aww that’s better.” Solara sat and enjoyed her drink.
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on May 16, 2013 21:14:34 GMT -5
Naomi turned around in her seat watched the dance floor almost part as they let through a girl, and a little girl by the looks of it. She couldn't be anymore than five foot two, but judging from the shoes she was wearing that may have given her an inch or two. Naomi turned around in her seat as she watched her approach, and she sat beside her. She handed some papers to the bartender, judging from them they seemed to be some kind of medical paper. More than likely she was much older than she appeared but due to some genetic defect it prevented her from aging, or the more likely thing she was a spiritual entity of some sort and the medical papers were just some kind of gimmick that she had. Although were her medical papers any different from the eye patch she wore or the glasses to make people think she was less perfect than she actually was?
Even though the scars were all real? The girl looked over at her drink, and wanted the same, the bartender pouring her a glass as Naomi poured some from the bottle she had requested. Looking over at the girl she had to turn her head slightly to the right, since she was sitting on the side of her eye patch. "Whats your story girly?" She asked, with a somewhat cheeky grin. Trying o be kind as possible, it was a shame that she looked so young, although looks could be deceiving. For all Naomi knew she could be some powerful wolf in sheep's clothing, since Naomi also hid her Quincy-ness as well and tried to keep her reiastu non-existent so she could blend in where ever she went and not attract the attention of other spiritual beings, although they seemed to have a knack at finding her where ever she went. Sighing, she drank another swig of her drink, the cig idly hanging at the edge of her lip as she ashed it once and put it back in place. |
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Post by Solara Nova on May 21, 2013 12:06:46 GMT -5
Solara sipped at her drink, unlike some people she liked to saver the taste, fell it as it burned down her throat. She turned to face the woman who had asked her a question.
“So what’s your story girly?” Solara hated when people commented on her small appearances but she let this one go.
“The name is Solara, Solara Nova not Girly. And “my story” is blaw blaw who gives a crap, I’m just out looking for a good time.” Solara finished her drink and ordered another one, the bartender was hesitant but poured her another. Solara looked the woman up and down, there was something different about her. Solara had been concealing her power but without it she couldn’t senses peoples spirits. She used her hand to move her hair out of her face but when her eye was hidden she flashed her energy to it and took a quick peek at the woman’s soul. A grin appeared across her face.
“Quincy…” Solara said under her breath, to light for normal people to hear over the loud music. Solara was fond of Quincy’s, she hated the taste of hollow souls and with a Quincy there was no problem.
“So why are you here? Out on the prowl?” Solara said as she took another sip from her drink, the one think that sucked about being un-living is that alcohol stops affecting you. Solara didn’t know what it was like to be drunk but she had always wondered, ironically an intoxicated man stumbled over to the bar and knocked her umbrella over.
“OOpss, Sorrrry there little girl.” He looked at Solara weirdly then tried to pick up her umbrella, he couldn’t lift it two inches off the ground. Solara slipped off her stool and picked it up no problem, the man again gave her a look but before he could say anything a bouncer came over and picked him up.
“Time to go bub” He was taken away and Solara jumped back up on her chair and leaned the umbrella back next to her.
{Sorry for disappearing, got hit by a car on Friday and was in the hospital for 3 days. Broke my left arm and two ribs so I might post a bit slow.}
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on May 24, 2013 12:40:50 GMT -5
She mentioned her name was Solara, Solara Nova and not girly. She said she was going to give her story but suddenly went in a totally different direction, saying she was just out trying to have a good time. With those words she heard the music come on, the man announcing the song was, "Hillbilly Man by the Gorillaz" she gently swayed to the bit ignoring the girl just a tad since she seemed rather off beat and pissy. More than likely it was because of her small stature and that people were always noticing it no matter where she went or what she did. The Solara woman had given her a once look over she noticed from the edges of her vision, a small smile creeping on her face as she did so. Then finally the woman spoke up, Naomi took the cigarette from her mouth and took a sip of her drink for speaking. "You could say I am out on the prowl. I thought maybe I might someone to take home tonight, but, not likely." Naomi said with a nonchalant tone, as she placed the cigarette back on the edge of lips.
As she took another drink of her liquor from the side of her mouth. A man stumbled near them and knocked Solara's umbrella over, and he tried to pick it up but couldn't lift it two inches off the ground. Naomi noticed this, and admittedly took note, knowing almost from the start that this girl was no normal girl. Watching her slip off the stool and picking it up with no problem. A moment later a bouncer came and took the drunk man away. Watching her jump back on the chair as she placed her weapon back beside her, well, at least that's what Naomi assumed. That it was some kind of weapon of hers since no one else could pick it up except her. "So, Solara, why are you here? Besides having a good time? Are you out on the prowl too?" She said assaulting her with several questions.
As she ashed her cigarette, pulling another from her pack and promptly lighting it, as she took a drink of her liquor, emptying the glass as she poured herself some more and took another drink. A small grin on her lips. "Oh yeah, you were so polite to introduce yourself. My name is Naomi, Noami Genkaku, pleasure to meet you." She said, holding out a gloved hand to give the woman a hand shake. (OOC: No problem, totally understandable, take your time.) |
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Post by Solara Nova on May 24, 2013 13:20:45 GMT -5
Solara sipped the last of her drink and throw some money on the counter, She listened as the woman started asking questions. Solara smiled, she always like a good conversion.
“You could say that, I’m just looking for anyone who seem like they could handily me but most disappoint in the end.” Solara listened to the music, she let the quick beats and different lyrics enter her mind and she started to sway on her stool. She almost missed what the woman was saying.
“My name is Naomi, Noami Genkaku, pleasure to meet you.” Solara took Naomi’s hand and at a touch her energy reacted, which was strange, Solara was sure she was concealing it all. She must be getting out of shape in her year, Solara played it off like a static shock.
“Opp’s sorry about that, damn dress must have gotten statically. Hay why don’t we say next rounds on me.” Solara signed to the bartender to get them two more bottles, he took Solara money and placed the bottles in front of her. Solara passed one over to Naomi.
“I just had a great idea, how about a friendly drinking contest? Whoever loses has to do a dare, what do you say?” Solara was hoping she would say yes, she was in an abnormally playful mood tonight.
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on May 27, 2013 9:14:19 GMT -5
She spoke it what sounded like a weird accent, her words a little off. Perhaps she wasn't originally from the Karakura region or even the Japanese region in general.The woman started to sway on her stool a bit as she spoke, as the girl took her hand and shook it briefly, although a little jolt was felt between them, and for some reason Naomi almost knew what she was but forgot what it was called. It was in one of her books about the different spiritual entities of this world, but the particular word was slipping her mind at the moment. The woman apologized for the little jolt, although oddly enough her hand was entirely gloved and fingered currently, it was impossible to experience one, yet, she did.
Was, was it a jolt of spiritual pressure? She thought, as the girl said the next round was on her, as the bartender placed down two more bottles, and passed one over to her. As she suggested that they have a drinking contest and who ever loses has to do whatever the other says to do. Eying the girl suspiciously as she spoke to her. The club was loud enough that they could have a conversation right beside on another without other people hearing. "Well, under normal circumstances I'd gladly take you up on your offer. Your a lot smaller than me, so in real terms you'd get drunk twice as quicker. Although, I know your not normal, far from it actually." She uttered out nonchalantly. As she took another drink, and ashed her cigarette in the ash tray before speaking again. "Your umbrella was the give away, its light to you, but heavy to everyone else. I can't remember exactly what your called, but I know your not, per-say exactly human." She said, deeply inhaling on her cigarette, blowing out little smoke rigs as she exhaled. "Although with that little jolt you gave me, I bet you know I am not human either."
She said in the same tone. This particular spiritual entity sucked souls, similar to that of a hollow. It had been a while since she had picked up that particular book and she knew she was going to have to go home and re-read it after this night. Not that she was afraid of this girl, just that she couldn't recall the extent of what she could do and how she could do it. The girl seemed nice, but she could just act nice too, who knew if it wasn't all a ploy just for a free meal? |
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Post by Solara Nova on May 27, 2013 11:58:17 GMT -5
Solara grinned, She was hoping Naomi didn’t notice but after the shock she know she would figure it out. Solara spun her umbrella in front of her, it made a slight humming sound as it spun. With her free hand she took the bottle and drank it all giving Naomi a slight smile as she did.
“Damn I was hoping to have some fun with you first but yes you could say I’m “not normal”. And there’s nothing different with my umbrella, it’s simply made out of steel and weight about 300 pounds, that’s all.” Solara slipped off her stool and put her umbrella on her shoulder, she glanced at Naomi from behind it.
“How about a game, tag, if you can catch me I’ll tell you anything you want to know but if you can’t… well let’s keep that part a secret, makes it more fun. O and don’t worry, I won’t bite… For now.” Solara said with a toothy grin, as Solara moved across the dances floor she swayed and spun throw the crowd. As she emerged on the other side She looked back at Naomi.
“Well aren’t you coming or are you scared?” Solara shot Naomi a look as she slipped out the door, with a signal unnoticed jump she stood atop the building next to the club. She looked up at the clear night sky, the moon glowed brightly in the darkness. Tonight would be a fun night, even if she would have to make it.
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on May 27, 2013 13:40:15 GMT -5
Naomi looked from the side of her eye at the woman, as she said she was hoping to have some fun with her before she figured out what she was, but it was all for naught. She mentioned the weight of her umbrella, and how it weighed three-hundred pounds and was made out of steel. Her eyes widened a little bit how she wielded the weapon so easily, especially for someone her size. She said she wanted to play a game of tag, and Naomi finished off her glass of liquor, and ashed the rest of her cigarette. She moved across the dance floor through the throng of people, and as she exited the dance floor and made her move through the door Naomi decided it was her time to go.
She put her money on the table and stood up from her chair, as she rode a wave of spiritual energy quickly out of here. Quickly slipping through the throng, and through the door. It only took a minute for her eyes to find the girl on the roof top as she also Quincy stepped and suddenly appeared several feet from her, a small grin on Naomi's face that looked a bit maniacal. "You know, I am entirely faster than you, this really isn't a fair game of cat and mouse now is it?" She said as she itched her left arm, where the Quincy glove was located and hidden carefully underneath long sleeves. "I'm not really sure if I'd want you to bite me. You might take my soul with ya." She replied.
Noami had an extreme bias towards all other factions. She preferred Quincy above all else, and she was constantly seeking out her own kind, but she was also interacting with new spiritual beings it seemed almost everyday. One's that were more rare, or more odd. She remembered in her book they used to call these beings vampires because of the abilities that they had. "Maybe I'll bite you instead, I think we'd be safe there." She said as she disappeared again, reappearing a foot from her as she attempted to reach out and grab her to end this horrifically short game of cat and mouse.
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