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Post by Blair Mitts on May 20, 2013 19:34:51 GMT -5
Las Noches had been extremely boring Blair as of late, and it seemed Baron was too busy with what ever he had to do, Seraph had disappeared also and it seemed even Falien was too busy for her. All her play mates were gone, so she decided she needed to go somewhere else and find new playmates! Walking around Las Noches she finally found an Arrancar who could open up a portal for her, and that same Arrancar said he'd open up another portal for her so she could get back home later on. She decided the easiest way to interact with humans would be in her cat form, since she wasn't really in a killing mood at the moment. So, she whispered meow mix and turned into a cute little kitty with a large hat on its head.
The Arrancar had opened up the portal and before she could jump she was booted out of the portal. "Nyahhhhhhhhhh~" She screamed all the way down, and suddenly she came into contact with another human being, landing directly on their head, rather lightly surprisingly but with enough force to knock him to the ground. She rolled off his head and was on her back with her feet sticking straight up. Her large hat several feet from her, it had been knocked off due to the impact. Swirls were in her eyes as she was trying to regain her senses from such a long fall. "Nyah!" She uttered out in a rather loud voice as her brain was in a confusion at the moment, as she slowly and surely came to her senses.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 20:04:40 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
“I wonder what Naomi’s up to?” Takeshima asked himself. There was a pause and he looked down. “Why do I even care. She can take care of herself.” He said as he looked up at the crosswalk he was at. He was patrolling Karakura, heading down to the Onose for some peace. It was another one of those lonely days for Takeshima. He was having a hard time keeping himself together and composed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. He opened it and shook it upside down for his little white mood balancer. As it popped out into his hand, he felt a sudden weight on his head, as well as the stench of a hollow, and a cat. His left foot shifted forward quickly, and he stabilized, although the pill had slipped from his hand, and the pack of cigarettes had fallen to the ground.
Takeshima gritted his teeth, and as he heard the call of the kitten behind him he turned his head. “Shut.. Up..” He said as he quickly pulled out a small silver tube. It flourished with reishi and he pointed it at the little one. “I’m going to be very nice right now.” He said as he sniffed the air again. This wasn’t a normal hollow. Not with that smell. It was so easy to decipher, it must’ve been something more, and this couldn’t have been it’s form. “I won’t eviscerate you if you show me your real form, and pick up my cigarettes.” he said with a very plain voice. It was odd. As harsh as the words were, they came off gentle, disarming, yet the word eviscerate betrayed even his tone. He wasn’t very happy right now, nor was he playing around in the least.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 0% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 20, 2013 20:18:43 GMT -5
Apperance and outfitBlair's eyes finally focused as she saw a small silver tube pointed at her. Also hearing the human being tell her to shut up. A kitty pout came upon her cat lips as the human said he was going to be very nice right now. As he asked her to show her her real form, and that he wouldn't kill her if she did, and to pick up his smokies! Rolling over to her four paws she grabbed the cigarette pack with her mouth, gently holding it in between her teeth. As she suddenly shifted back into her human form, a little poof of smoke to accompany the transformation. She was wearing the skimpiest set of clothes she owned, a pair of short shorts, a top that was more or less a bra and a coat that was opened. With the poof of smoke she had slipped the pack of cigs in between her breasts.
Clearly visible as she stayed there on the ground. Sitting on her knees as the other hand came up to her face, much like a cats. in her other hand she had found a little white pill that she supposed was his. "Meow?" She said, her right hand up to her face as she licked the top of her hand, and the other hand she extended out with the little white pill. If he wanted the pack of smokes he was going to have to reach in there and fish them out himself. "Does this form please the human? Will the human kill me now that I am in this form? Meow?" She asked, clearly in a very playful mood. Looking up at him, she cocked her head, still holding the pill out with her left hand, and rubbing the side of her face with the top of her right hand. A gentle smile placed on her lips, and her ears giving the occasional twitch.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 20:57:01 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
When the kitten moved up to the pack of cigarettes and took them in her mouth he pulled back his weapon, letting the blade dissipate. Takeshima closed his eyes and waited. They opened upon the sound of the small poof, and he caught the sight of the near naked woman. Shima sighed and looked down. She even had his little white pill in her hand. Takeshima heard her question and sighed. “You’re an idiot.” He said as he reached forward. His right hand took the pill and popped it into his mouth. His mouth tensed as he collected his saliva to take the pill dry. He swallowed and looked up to her again.
“Seriously.” He said as the hand moved to her boobs. His quick, dextrous hands gripped the pack and lifted it slightly, and lifted the flip top. He grabbed his disposable lighter and the last cigarette and took them from the pack, leaving the empty box in her cleavage. He turned his body away from her and put the cigarette between his lips. When he realized she hadn’t left he sighed. He turned back to face her and pursed his lips. “What? Are you going to follow me, or are you just waiting to stab me in the back? Seriously. Can I just get your motives out of the way?” He asked, sounding slightly irked now. “I don’t want to draw blood today. So what do you want?”
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 0% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 20, 2013 21:13:37 GMT -5
Her ears folded down onto her head, and a pout formed on her lips as he called her an idiot. He took the pill from her hand first and she withdrew it, using it to support her weight as the other hand stayed close to her face. Then he replied with seriously, saying she was seriously an idiot and her ears were on her head as flat as they could be. As he reached for her breasts, opening the pack and pulling out the last cigarettes and leaving the empty back between her breasts. He turned away from her, and she shifted her head this way and that as he lit the cig as he turned back around and questioned her motives. Asking if she was going to follow him, or stab him in the back. She pouted some more before replying. "I just want someone to play with. No one ever has time for Blair anymore~ Meow~" She said as her ears suddenly extended on her head and she stood up. The petite woman made a move towards the human, a small smile on her face.
"Doesn't the human like to play? Doesn't the human find this form appealing? Does the human need to see more to interest him?" She asked, as she slipped her fingers in between the button of her short shorts, sliding the zipper down just a bit to show she had nothing underneath, than with one hand she zipped it back up and buttoned it, showing she had quick hands like his. Slipping her hand in between her breasts she pulled out the empty back and tossed it in a near by trash can, as she yawned at him, her ears twitching again. "I have no desire to kill the human, I just want to play with him, and maybe get some pets from him. Maybe the human would even like to touch Blair a bit? Hrm?" She said, a mischievous grin on her face as she walked a little closer to the human, reaching out to grab his wrist with her right hand.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 21:32:23 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
The girl in front of him began to speak and he sighed. She was over sexualized it seemed. Everything about her shouted it. His hand went to his mouth, leaving the cigarette in the corner of it. It dropped and he looked at her. She flashed him a little, showing she was waiting for something maybe. Her quick hands fixed her pants and she was playing more.
When she went for his wrist he rolled his eyes. “This human does not like to play. Not with people I don’t really know, not with girls who act so promiscuous, and definitely not for some arrancar who’s looking for something out of me. He said staring.” He breathed out and looked back to her, reaching up and retrieving his cigarette. “I’m not the kind of guy you can just make into another playtoy. I’m not someone who just fucks” He said, with strong emphasis on the word. It was sort of ironic. He was heading to go drink, and try and relax. And here this girl was. Tempting him with sex. Still Takeshima was honest disinterested. He just sat there, waiting. “Would you like to try and woo me more, or can I go on with my day?”
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 0% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 20, 2013 21:54:00 GMT -5
Her hand quickly retracted from reaching for his wrist. As she listened to him, talk about how he did not like to play with people he really didn't know. Or with girls who acted like her or with Arrancars for that matter. She pouted some more, as he continued on speaking. Saying he wouldn't be just another one of her play toys and her ears folded again, as he said he wasn't just someone who fucked, and he asked her if she wanted to woo him more, or could he go on with his day. Her ears perked up again, as she spoke. "Oh? Is, is the human what you call.. a 'ho-mo-sex-ual'"? She asked cocking her head to the side, wondering why he was so disinterested in her. He wasn't even really looking at her, but looking through her.
It kind of mad her angry, she wasn't used to not getting attention from who ever she played with. Almost every man and even woman found her form pleasing, and she even walked around naked sometimes and it never bothered her. Her body was not something to be hidden, and its why she always wore the most revealing of clothes to show it all off. "Why does the human have to be so mean? I just want to play with him! I don't want to hurt him at all, we could even go kill hollows if it would make you happy. I like to please who I play with. I could even be a cute little kitten if you found that form more pleasing." She said, letting out a meow and a yawn at the same time.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 22:16:34 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
“Am I a homosexual?” He repeated her question, his eyes lowered into some irritated look. “That’s really cute.” He said, his voice laced with sarcasm. “I’m not a homosexual, I am a man with standards.” Takeshima turned his head and heard her speaking more. She wanted to amuse him then. His eyes looked back at her and he looked in the direction he was heading.
“You really want to amuse me?” Shima questioned as his head swivelled back to her. “I’m going to a bar. That is a place where humans go to pour ethanol down their throats until they feel numb. That’s where I am going, so that I can pour large amounts of ethanol down my throat until I feel numb.” He told her. “Now you could come with me if you really wanted to.” There was a pause as he reached up and inhaled off of the fag before he nodded his head. “I’m sure you’d provide some entertainment.” He said as he spun off his back foot and walked across the crosswalk that he was stuck at before she came.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 0% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 20, 2013 22:32:10 GMT -5
He repeated her question and she looked at him with a quizzical look, as he lowered his eyes and looked really irritated, saying that was cute with a very deep sarcastic tone as he answered her question and said he was a man with standards. He asked her if she really wanted to amuse him, and she nodded her head up and down quickly. As he explained about pouring large amounts of liquid down his throats so he could feel numb, and he said she could come with him. the biggest smile arouse to her face as he inhaled off his cig, and he said he was sure she could provide some entertainment as he spun off his back foot and started to rush across the side walk. She quickly walked up beside him, taking his arm with hers as she was clinging close to him. She was a couple inches shorter than him, she looked up at him as they walked.
"So, humans like to drink this liquid to make them feel numb? It makes them feel better? Are you feeling sick or bad? Can I help you feel better?" She asked, her ears twitching as she spoke as she grinned at him widely. Hanging on her right hip was a claw blade, something she could fasten around her hand and fight with, but she paid it no attention and she acted like it wasn't even there half the time. She didn't really enjoy fighting all too much, she liked playing, eating, cuddling, sex, ya know, the better things in life! She almost wished this human liked the same things as her, they could get along so much better. "I like to make people happy! I want to make you happy! I like to make all people who play with me happy." She kept going on and on about making him happy. "You may call me Blair if you like, do you want me to call you something in particular? I could call you Onii-chan, or Master, anything you like." She said, with a wide grin on her face as her ears twitched again.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 22:42:31 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
There was a slight pause when she took Shima’s arm. “You’re tou-” He paused and looked to the side. She was quite warm. He sighed and shook his head. “Nevermind.” Leaving it alone he began to focus on the world. His eyes caught the minute details of a bird back in the distance, a small squirrel above him in a tree to his left. He kept walking before he turned his head.
“I’m not sick. Not in a traditional sense at least.” He looked down to his hand before looking forwards again, raising it to take another drag off of the cig. “But the alcohol makes me feel better.” He explained. His next words were mumbled, quietly. “Holds me tighter than anyone ever could.” He breathed in and sighed out, smoke that lingered in his lungs flowing out now. “I’m sad.” He told her. “I’m not a happy person, I’m just sad, and the alcohol numbs my sadness.” He listened to her next words, saying she wanted to make everyone happy and he almost frowned before his right hand put the cigarette to his lips and left it there, before he rubbed her head a little, right near her ear, wondering if she really was just like a cat. “Thanks.” He told her before looking back forward. He looked almost puzzled at what she asked to call him before he simply responded, “Shima.” His tone was boring as the bar came closer into view. “And that, is the happy magical fun land with the numbing water.” He said sarcastically, which for some reason, made him feel a little better. “Hopefully you can get in without issue.” He told her.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 0% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 20, 2013 23:06:15 GMT -5
She walked arm and arm with him, at first it seemed as if he was going to ask her to let go then he said never mind, the notion made Blair happy as they continued to walk in somewhat silence. As he answered her questions, listening to his words, even the ones he mumbled quietly and she tried to be as optimistic for him as possible. His hand reached for her head, giving her a little rub right near her right ear, her body let out a involuntary shiver as she stopped for only a second because of the action and a soft purr resonated from her throat. As they approached the happy magical fun land with the numbing water she pursued her lips before smiling. "If Shima wants to pet me more, be warned, my ears are really... sensitive." She said, grinning, and it was true, one of the easiest ways to please her was to rub her ears or anywhere even remotely near them was almost enough.
They came in view of the bar, and the bouncer must of not seen her, because they walked through without a problem. As she gripped onto his arm, looking at the several other people who were hear, the stench of smoke and liquor filing the air as she wrinkled her nose and let out a soft meow. "So, these are the places that Shima likes to go? You know, a happy body is a happy mind Shima!" She exclaimed with a giggle and a laugh, almost feeling like licking him but knowing full well in the back of her head that he would disapprove. There were booths in the bar, and she let go of his arm as she crawled into one of them, hoping the man known as Shima was close behind. "Shiiiimaaa..." She purred out, as she sat down properly in the booth, but then extended most of her body on the table.
Half her torso resting on the table, giving her easy access to her ears if she so wished. 'Shimaaa, I've never had this liquid. Do they have milk here? Could I have milk? Or-or, something fishy? Do they serve food here?" She asked her ears perking up at the thought of milk and or something fishy. She only liked seafood, she hated all the other meats, she was an overly true cat at heart. As she looked up at Shima and smiled some more.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 23:31:30 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshima walked alongside her and listened. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He told her as he grabbed his cigarette and flicked it away. For some reason, Shima found her grin to be somewhat unsettling. He wondered just how enjoyable it was for her.
The bar was there as they passed through the doors his senses were assaulted by the plumes of smoke and the lingering scent of liquor. Takeshima inhaled pretty deep and looked back. “Shit, I passed the cigarette vending machine.” He said with pursed lips. It went away when he felt her pull him to a booth. “These aren’t the places Shima likes.” He told her before he spoke again, “Shima just likes the poisons they give out here.” He said with a quieter voice. He followed her into the booth, and as she leaned over he looked at her. After she spoke he smirked.
“Rule one, never eat bar food.” He told her as he reached forward and rubbed her head. He started at the middle and slowly shifted to the right to her ear. He even shifted right to her ear when someone came over and asked what they’d like.
“Ten shots.” Takeshima said without hesitation. “four vodka, six whiskey, don’t care what, just something strong.” He said as he looked to the girl for a second. And a screwdriver, two shots instead of one.” He said. “And that’ll be all.” After a second they went away and Takeshima looked at her. “Have you ever drunk before?” He asked her. It wasn’t too long before the bartender returned with a platter and set it down. Takeshima helped the man shift the drinks to the table and thanked him quietly before he looked to the girl, grabbing a shot of whiskey, and sliding her her a shot of vodka. “All at once.” He said before demonstrating, throwing the alcohol back before his head rocked forward and he inhaled deeply, feeling the burn from the alcohol.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 0% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 21, 2013 0:09:35 GMT -5
He had said these weren't the places that Shima likes, he just liked the poisons they gave out here he said. And then he told her one of the rules of a bar, was to never eat bar food. Her ears twitched at the words as she looked up at him, as he reached forward and rubbed her head, starting in the middle. Her purr was soft at first, then when he shifted to her ear it became deeper. She listened to him speak, asking for ten shots, of vodka, whiskey, and two shots of something called a screwdriver. He asked her a honest question, and before she could answer the question the order of his poisons were laid on the table. As he grabbed a shot of a darker liquid and then drank it all in one gulp. She looked at him with wide golden eyes. "Drunk? It's been hundreds of years since I've been drunk. I can't say I ever enjoyed it all too much." She said with a grin as she looked at the liquid and gave it a sniff.
Her senses telling her this stuff would destroyer her, but it had been so long since she tasted it that she wondered what these drinks tasted like today compared to what they were back when she used to serve in the brothel? She grabbed one of the ones that were called, "screwdriver" and she took the little shot glass in between two fingers, as she sat up, copying what she did as she made a face. Tasting the orange-juice first than the burn of the alcohol afterwards, as she stuck her tongue out and licked the palm of her hand several times. Giving a few more sniffs as she could even feel it in her nostrils. "Shima likes this?!" She exclaimed, pushing the shots away from her and towards him. "The stuff I used to drink was a lot more... mild. I think it was something more like.. beer? Although, I'd much rather have... milk..." She trailed off as she looked at the empty shot glass that was on the table. Grabbing it as she pushed it from one hand to the other, letting it slide across the table, showing how easily amused she was.
As she was playing with the shot glass she spoke. "Does Shima want me to get him more smokes? Would that make Shima.. happy?" She asked, as she looked up at him for only a moment as she continued to slide the shot glass back and forth across the table. Her eyes moving left to right as she did so.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 21, 2013 0:31:34 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
“A hundred years huh?” Takeshima asked with general interest. “That’s pretty cool.” After she poured the drink down her throat, Takeshima genuinely smiled. Her facial features curled, and it was clear she did not enjoy the drink very much. She questioned him as though he was crazy for enjoying his drinks. He let out a gentle chuckle and nodded. “It helps me relax. Not think that outside, there’s so much I can’t stop, fix, help.” He told her.
“Beer, it might’ve been beer. Some sort of ale. Possibly wine.” He said as he grabbed another shot. He looked at her for a moment, hearing her say she’d rather have milk. He nodded and leaned back and let the alcohol burn it’s way back down his gullet. When he leaned forward the small shot glass came down with a thud, and she asked if he wanted her to go get him smokes.
“No, no, please.” Takeshima said with a slight frown. “Keep me some company would you.” His frown faded quickly into his straight face, and he reached forward a bit and grabbed the cup mid slide. At once he slid a vodka shot forward and the empty shot back. The vodka hit his hand and he shifted it to hers. The empty glass slid into the cups he had, giving a nice ‘chink’ letting him know where it was. “The first shots the hardest.” He said before giving her a warm, gentle smile, hoping it would warm her up a little. I’ll even take this next one with you, it’ll make me a bit happy.” He said as he reached over and took the hand of her’s that didn’t hold a drink. He reached forward and grabbed another shot of whiskey, ready to knock it back, waiting for her.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Fatigue Level: 10% Injuries: Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Blair Mitts on May 21, 2013 1:15:53 GMT -5
He said a hundred years was pretty cool, he must of meant how old she was, was pretty cool. As he said the liquid helped hm relax, and do stuff he couldn't fix or help. She simply nodded at his words, as he listed off a few things that it could of been and her ears perked up at wine. "Yes yes yes! It was wine, that's the word I was looking for." She said as she kept moving the glass back and forth, as he said he wanted her to keep him company. She simply nodded at his request as she stayed put. Then he grabbed her cup mid slide, as he slid a shot of vodka forward and the empty shot back. As he shifted the vodka to her hand and her eyes watched these movements.As he said the first shot was the hardest and that he'd even take the next one with her. Wrinkling her nose she looked at the clear liquid in the glass. As he grabbed her free hand, as he grabbed the shot of darker liquid.
Looking down at the clear liquid she grabbed it with her hand and looked at him. "Only if it makes you happy." She said as she looked at him and she brought it quickly up to her lips, watching him do the same as she downed it one gulp. Her cheeks reddening as she scrunched her face again. "I think the second shot was as worse as the first!" She said, as she pushed the cup away, guessing that her moving back and forth of the glass was pry bothering him and that was why he had taken it away in the first place. She let her coat slide off her shoulders, as it fell onto the booth, not leaving much to imagine, since all she was wearing was a top to cover half her breasts, and a pair of short shorts. "Phew~ It's warm in here~" She said in a musical tone. Her breasts were squished together because of her bra, but at the edge of the top of her breast black markings could be seen.
Hints of the number that she bore, and if her top happened to slip off, the man known as Shima would also end up seeing her hollow hole that was small and hidden between her breasts. Even the back of her top hid the other side from being seen. She liked to keep it hidden as best as she could, she thought it was quite an ugly hole and liked to cover it with what ever clothes she was wearing, it was also why she got her number on her inner breast cause she thought it was quite unsightly. "Do they have wine here? Something fruity? I could drink that no problem, Shima!" She exclaimed, as the alcohol had a little influence on her, making her face slightly redden from the burn of the liquid. As she laid back down on the table, giving him full access to her ears, and letting her cheek rest against the coldness of the hard wood.
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