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Post by Orihime Inoue on May 6, 2013 12:30:51 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] Goodbye.... | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;]"But I want to help my friends, I can't just leave them behind! Would you do that? Would you let your friends go somewhere dangerous without you when you know that you could possibly help protect them?" Orihime protested, her voice far more spirited than when she first spoke up. She was bound and determined to help her friends at all costs, even if it meant her life. A strong look of determination showed on her face, she wasn't backing down. "I know I'm not that strong...But I could never forgive myself if I abandoned my friends..."HAN: 9 REI:9 HAK:10 SEI:10 BUK:7 HOH:5 ....Halcyon days. |
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Post by Zeito Shion on May 6, 2013 12:45:11 GMT -5
"Can you guys just shut up already? It's not like she'll let us out anyway." Zeito yelled from a corner across the crowd. He was was getting angered by the loud, shirtless kid and his friends. What use was it arguing with someone so obviously stronger than him, and telling her to let his friends go as well? How pitiful. It was the hero types that deserved to die first. "If they want to be here and die, let them. You're saying things as if the lady who brought us here will actually let them go. Let the girls die, whatever. Or you can die trying to play hero, and failing so flawlessly by the way. Your choice kid."
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Post by Tsubaki Tasori on May 7, 2013 9:32:08 GMT -5
Tsubaki stood silent in the crowd, her face betraying no emotion at the Woman's message, though her eyes were filled with a slight annoyance in regards to all the people clamoring around her. We're here, that's that, so we might as well accept it and find a way out in time instead of complaining. She turned, casting her blue eyes on the crowd as she examined everyone, while simultaneously reflecting on how she had gotten here.
She had been surprised on a routine patrol in the world of the living, which in itself was surprising, but once she saw her captors she understood. Tsubaki could recognize several faces of the captors from intelligence reports on the arrancar. So...hell is it. While I don't trust any arrancar, we do have a common problem, so maybe we can solve our problem...I doubt it though.
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Post by Christian Lucian Argentum on May 7, 2013 11:48:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 430px; height: 500px,btable] Stats: HAN: 10 REI: 16 HAK: 10 SEI: 16 BUK: 12 HOH: 12
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| Christian was probably the only one moving in the crowd. He had witnessed the movement of the arrancars. Witnessed them bringing random people into Las Noches. He had watched with all the stealth of the wolf he was. But once he had gotten the scent of a familiar person. The scent of flowers, namely a white lotus. And he knew who was captured. He snuck into the crowd while it was being assembled, posing as a guard. Now, he was among the crowd of people as a prisoner, not really captured but willing to go into hell. So it wasn't really an issue to the queen up there that he was here. He was wearing his usual clothing, which consisted of a white highcollared coat, zipped up the front. A white pair of pants and a black sash around his abdomen just above the waist, hidden by his coat, completed his ensemble. His light blue eyes fell to his midback as usual, his face calmly looking over the crowd as he searched for Koharu Kuchiki.
Finally, he saw her black hair and came up close to her. "Koharu." He said in a low voice, standing behind her, his azure eyes focused on her. "Are you hurt?" He asked, his impassive face softening with slight worry and care.
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 8, 2013 20:51:43 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18|BUK: 10|HOH: 18 323 words. Notes. Let me release you from the lies of 'life.' Raziel stood off to the corner of the crowd, away from the majority of the mass. He liked to be away from dense concentration of people. His black eyes, endless tunnels leading to nothingness, scanned the crowd in a cold way, his face expression indifference. His arms were crossed, gauntlets shining silver under the pale light in the room. His cape was attracting some attention from some of the people. It wasn't everyday you saw such a unique cape, once that could slice and dice mostly everyone here with a few choice movements. Sionis Umbra was in it's usual place on his back, it's handle just protruding from inbetween two cape tails, above his left shoulder. His tall and lithe form was different from most people, as was his shady appearance. He looked dark and intimidating, someone who you wouldn't want to meet in a shady alleyway at night, alone or not. His black eyes focused on the human girl as she spoke, then at the blue haired fullbringer, and finally at the orange haired woman.
His pale skin was almost marble like under the same luminosity, while his gaze scrutinized all that was going on in the crowd. These people who were eager to get thrown into hell were pushing on the bottom border of stupidity. "The descent into hell is easy." He said in a dark voice, although a voice that contained not a single trace of emotion in it. He said nothing else, as everyone with common sense was already finishing his words. He allowed his dark hair to fall as it always did, hiding half of his face laterally, while his facemask hid the bottom half of his face. This only allowed the left side of his face to be slightly visible, mainly his dark eyes. His dark clothing made him seem hard to discern, even under the lights. It was like he was a living shadow.
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