Clean out Vivienne Westwood~ [Open]

[~Sen]

What i wouldn't do for a real shopping center. I'd actually kill someone for a proper boutique right now. Like, seriously. As it is, this tacky market is about as good as things get around here. Not a scrap of Prada to be found. Can't even find a measly Galliano piece! But if you're looking for beads or sandals, i mean, they've got you covered.

"If i was a rich girl, nananananaaaa~" I sang, almost skipping between stalls. Money in my pocket always felt good, even if there wasn't anything to spend it on. Stopping at a vaguely interesting stall, selling jewellery that could pass for classy if worn right, i picked up a silver chain, adorned with a pretty pendant made of some expensive blue stone. Or rather, coloured glass, but i like to pretend.
"S'cuse me mister, how much for this~?" I asked, batting my eyelashes at the old man running the stall.

"You've got a good eye, m'girl! That right there is going for the low price of 1900 yen!" He said with a toothless grin. I placed my hands on my hips and raised one eyebrow. Was he kidding?
"Oh, what a good price! But... how much for me?" I asked again, pouting.
"Well, young lady, for you, i can drop it to... 1800!" He looked at me gleefully, as if he were doing me some great favour.
"Right, look. I'm not paying any more than 1000, you got it? The chain isn't even silver, and it's probably going to snap after a few days, not to mention how crappy the stone looks. So let's just put it there, hmm~?" I said, forgetting to act cute.

He frowned at me, and crossed his arms.
"We only sell the finest jewellery here, missy, and it's not going for anything lower than 1800." He said firmly. Resisting the overwhelming urge to punch him in the face, i simply tossed the necklace back at him and stormed away. Mature, i know.
"Piece of shit anyway." I muttered, turning to stick my tongue out at him as i left. Great, now i was in a bad mood. Omigosh, i'm just gonna punch someone.

[Itamiku]

Strawberries, strawberries...

Damn... I come to the market for strawberries and I run into some weird Shinigami Chick telling me I've got x-ray vision or something like that. Itamiku thought to himself with a sigh, his head drooping the slightest bit and his eyes closing as he walked. He opened them again a moment later, the green orbs scanning the stands for any sort of fruit he could find... perhaps that would lead him to what his mom asked him to get in the first place...

"S'cuse me mister, how much for this~?" The girl was obnoxiously loud... it was like she wanted the whole planet to know she was alive and buying... The boy walked over to the stand, his hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt, just curious to see what the commotion was about. The girl was holding a chained necklace, Itamiku blinked at what looked to be a rather obvious cheap trinket. It was only some polished steel substatute posing as silver and an obviously fake stone set at the center of the piece of jewellery.

"You've got a good eye, m'girl!" Itamiku noticed the classic Japanese 'showman' talk he was using. Apparently this guy had watched too many movies and thought pulling something like that off would heighten business. To the man, it only proved how sleezy he really was. "That right there is going for the low price of 1900 yen!" He said with a grin. All Itamiku could do was look over to the young girl... She wasn't really going to pay that much for such junk?

"Oh, what a good price! But... how much for me?" She asked, sticking out a lip in a cutsy way. Itamiku almost broke out laughing at her attempting to use her gender to her advantage. Was this sixteen year old trying to seduce this thirty some year old guy?! Jail bait ring a bell?

The man nearly drooled, which only ashamed Itamiku further. The man realized what he was doing and shook his head and closed his open mouth. He scratched his hairy chin in thought. "Well, young lady, for you, i can drop it to... 1800!" He looked at the girl almost gleefully as if he had reduced the price to a more reasonable one. The whole situation nearly cracked me up. Here was a girl interested in some hand crafted do it yourself necklace and was seriously considering paying ANY money for it? He let out a soft 'Tch'. girls. He thought to himself. She'd probably wear it once and forget about it in two days.

"Right, look. I'm not paying any more than 1000, you got it? The chain isn't even silver, and it's probably going to snap after a few days, not to mention how crappy the stone looks. So let's just put it there, hmm~?" The girl asked, suddenly aggressive. Itamiku's eyebrows raised as the girl put her palm out, her eyes narrowed and her tone meaning business. What a scary kid... He thought to himself, thanking the lord he wasn't in the merchant's shoes right now. She looked like she was going to murder someone here shortly... and Itamiku only hoped it wouldn't be himself getting murdered.

The man only frowned and crossed his arms. Itamiku frowned, couldn't he sense the pressure radiating from the girl? He should be scared shitless! But the man only shook his head.

"We only sell the finest jewellery here, missy, and it's not going for anything lower than 1800." He said firmly and calmly to Itamiku's surprise. The girl's face grew red as her anger rose, the man noticed her fists clenched around the chain... probably bending it in the process. The girl threw the necklace at him... definatly not her hardest, but it hit him square between the eyes knocking him backward as more his own reflex than the force she threw it at.

"Piece of shit anyway." She said walking away. Itamiku was apparently the only one who noticed the shelf fall on the guy's head after he jumped back and slumped to the ground. Probably a complete accident... or perhaps it was just his unlucky day. Itamiku jumped over the counter and picked up the necklace she had wanted to begin with. Looking back down at the guy he took pity on the scumbag and reached a hand into his jean's pocket and pulled out six hundred yen. Looking at it and back down at the guy, he dropped it on the guy's unconciouss form.

"Here's a fair price, bastard." He said before jumping over the stand again and landing on the other side. He saw the girl some twenty feet off and jogged to catch up to her.

"Hey, miss! Wait up!" He called over to the girl. When he caught up, he'd show her the necklace before saying anything else. "You forgot this." He said, tossing it to her.

[Reizo]

The Karakura markets were amongst the most heavily populated areas of the city, it was practically a feeding zone for Hollow, although typically only the desperate ones. Making themselves known in such a populated area often ended up being a fatal mistake, especially whilst shinigami like myself were on patrol. Being of the 7th division it was my duty to maintain peace in certain areas of Karakura, and being one of the more particularly skilled in my squad, I was assigned with a portion of the markets. Clad in basic shinigami attire I almost mindlessly walked around; nothing really better to do. I avoided the citizens as I made my way through busier streets, other shinigami found this odd about me. Despite the fact I was a spiritual being, and thus unable to be seen or touched, I rather didn't like walking through people. It made me feel as if I didn't exist, which I very well did. I often wondered what I was like as a human, but I guess it was foolish to lose myself in such thoughts, because I would never know.

It was such thoughts and fantasizing that kept me occupied most of the day, because it was sure as hell boring so far. There had been no reports of Hollows, hell, I hadn't even sensed any sources of reiatsu yet! If something didn't happen soon I would be forced to go find something interesting, because this wa-

I stopped in my tracks, and along with the ceasing of my movements my train of thought would stop as well. In the middle of my rant, two things had caught my interest, although one seconds before the other. A pulse of reiatsu, no, two pulses of reiatsu had hit me. I had been concentrating on finding sources of energy, so when I finally did they were incredibly noticeable, I could feel their auras easily, and they were nearby too. The second would be the sound of commotion (the shelves falling), and my instincts told me that sources of reiatsu and the sounds of trouble were never good things when they came from the same spot. Left appendage shot to the hilt of my blade, it was simple reflex of my part when I considered the presence of Hollow. Digits wrapped around the sheathe and my thumb half-extended upwards to press against the guard of my zanpakutou. My legs flexed briefly, and then with a sudden push I leaped upwards, able to jump high enough to ascend to the rooftop of a small building.

They don't feel like Hollows, but the captain will have my ass if something happened right under my nose..

I came to a sliding halt and nearly fell on my ass when I did find the source of both the commotion and the reiatsu. A girl and some dude, what the fuck? They looked human, but the reiatsu pulsing in their bodies would suggest otherwise. They definitely weren't Hollow, so that left very few options. Unfortunately it was my job to investigate, although I somewhat eased up now that I realized I probably wouldn't have to kill them. Instead of dropping from the roof, I would instead address them from on top of it - I had to first test if they could see and hear me, after all. Just ahead of them and to the right, I'd speak casually in a rather neutral tone. Although loud enough for them to hear, the location from where it came from would be a bit more difficult to figure out, although if they were able to see me, it wouldn't take much to notice a guy standing on a roof.

"Yo!"

[~Sen]

I was still muttering as i stormed off. The old woman who got in my way with her pram seemed like a good target to punch, but she was holding a baby in her arms, and i suppose it would've been rude to accidentally smack the child instead. It was a tough call really, but - hmm?

As some guy asked me to wait up, and called me 'miss', very annoying, i stopped and turned. And then suddenly the necklace that had caused all this irritation was flying through the air towards me. Catching it nimbly in my gloved hand, i looked up at the boy.
"I hope you didn't actually pay for this crap..." I said, one eyebrow raised cynically as i looked him up and down. Oooh! He definitely wasn't Japanese... Tall, handsome, and if he bought that necklace for me, he had cash to splash. What a find!
"I mean... it's so nice of you~! Thanks a lot!" Naturally, the necklace hardly mattered, but i still fastened it around my neck regardless. Maybe if i acted grateful, he'd buy me something else!

Just as i was about to act all cute and ask some mundane questions, some random shout of that wierd, boyish greeting distracted me.
"Yo yourself!" I yelled back, not even looking around. Twirling a strand of my hair seductively between my painted nails, i smiled at the boy before me.
"You don't look like you're from around here, are you a tourist? I know some great local 'sights', if you know what i mean~!" I said suggestively. I mean, i've never been one for subtlety. I looked down, as if i were shy, but really, i was checking to see how high up my skirt was. Crap, i hadn't hitched it up in a while, it wasn't much shorter than it should be...

I looked over my shoulder, to see what it looked like from behind, assuming the boy would just take it as some cute quirk. They never care if girls do wierd things, i mean, my breasts are in front, right? He's hardly gonna be wondering about why i'm peering over my shoulder. Everything seemed okay, and i was about to address him again, when i caught sight of someone on a roof. Well, that was plain wierd. Oooh, maybe he was gonna jump, like those people you see on the news, and everybody is trying to get 'em down! I always wish i was there, to encourage them to do it~! At any rate, i couldn't let him get away with being wierd, so i had to yell at him.

"Hey, kid! The street's down here for a reason!" I called obnoxiously, winking in his direction before turning back to my catch.

[Itamiku]

"I hope you didn't actually pay for this crap..." The girl would say before turning to look at Itamiku, though she'd trail off as she actually took a good look at him. Almost immediatly she shook her head slightly and a cute smile appeared on her face. "I mean... it's so nice of you~! Thanks a lot!" The man raised an eyebrow. Wasn't she just chewing him out for getting it for her? Eh, didn't matter either way, women were so fickle.

"Tch, I convinced him 600 yen wasn't so bad." He said with a shrug as the girl put the necklace on. "Bastard had it coming anyway." Not that he was the one take the guy out... but he wasn't going to point that out to a girl he just met. She opened her mouth to speak but a distant call beat her to the punch.

"Yo!"

Itamiku didn't feel the need to look up to where the voice was coming from. After all, it couldn't possibly be calling to him. He hadn't done anything to piss anyone off today... yet. Well, excluding the necklace merchant who was currently laying in a puddle of his own drool among the many accessories that had been on the shelf at the trinket store... not that he'd miss some arts and crafts home made necklace anyway... However, excluding that guy, there was always the chance it was someone he had pissed off before...

"Yo yourself!" The girl called back without looking, as though she knew who it was speaking and that it was reffered to her. This piqued Itamiku's curiosity. Was this a friend of hers? He looked up at the figure and the first thing he thought was 'shit'. The second thing he thought was 'are these guys stalking me or something?'.

"Oh god..." He mumbled so only the girl was able to hear him. "Not another one..."

She twirled her hair in her finger as she kept her eyes trained on him, and he kept his eyes trained away from the guy on the roof. "You don't look like you're from around here, are you a tourist? I know some great local 'sights', if you know what i mean~!" He wasn't paying attention to the girl's impressive features nor really her choice of words. He wouldn't expect anything from one so young... rather, he was more keen on inching them away from the black robed Shinigami on the roof... the black robed Shinigami who definatly wasn't Amy O'Fee who he had been talking to not half an hour before. He'd been bound by one of their Kido before... he wasn't particularly interested in going through that again.

"Hey, kid! The street's down here for a reason!" The girl called over her shoulder before smiling back at Itamiku. He gave a smirk as though nothing was wrong.

"Ermm... Hey... let's just get out of here... I think this place is a little busy..." Itamiku said walking away, nodding his head for the girl to follow. The faster they could get away from Mr. I'm-not-a-ghost-I'm-a-shinigami the better before that guy started asking any odd questions like the last one and started shooting off any of their voodoo magic or Kido or whatever they called it.

God... And here I thought Tuesdays were bad...

[Reizo]

My voice was shot out in their direction as a mere test. Although there were some individuals were minuscule enough reitatsu to hear and feel my presence, it took a different level to be able to see me in my entirety. If I could provoke them to turn my way and see whether they could see me or not, I would have a better understanding of what I was dealing with. The Real World - despite the illusion that it was a normal and peaceful realm - had many hidden threats. There were the Quincy, who despised shinigami, there were Hollows (although he'd not met any that could shapeshift), there were even rogue shinigami that abandoned Soul Society and fled here. Last but not least, there were Humans with 'gifts', or advents as we referred to them. These Humans were particularly dangerous at times, despite the fact they were relatively neutral. They were not bound by any code, they had no organization, and above all they had no rules. In my eyes, such individuals were not fit to wield the powers they were given.

To be frank, I was mildly caught off guard when the female replied back, despite the fact she hadn't even turned to address me. Humans were sometimes such rude and annoying creatures. Although she wouldn't look at him, the male she was currently chatting up would. There was no mistaking the fact they both had the reiatsu of low-leveled warriors, but what they were doing and who they were would just have to be discovered in time. I could tell by the glances from the male -despite how brief they were - that he was uneasy with my presence, and unfortunately for him this just increased my curiosity. I wasn't very surprised that he could see me, his reitasu was reminiscent of amateur shinigami - I would've been more surprised if he couldn't see me. Auburn eyes peered at them incessantly as I keep a keen ear fixated on their conversation. Alas, the female took it upon herself to address me, and what she said gave me the answer I was waiting for. They both could see me, that was that. All that was left to find out was what they were doing, who they were, and what they knew about the commotion.

I paid no attention to the fact she called me a kid, or the fact that she was telling me the obvious - what my attention was focused on was the male. The longer I was around, the more nervous he seemed to grow, and if my suspicious weren't enough he had wanted to get out of here the moment the female had begun talking to me. If he thought he was going to get away from me without answering my questions, he was a damned fool. My frame would simply flicker from mid-air, crimson strands of hair fluttering upwards due to the sheer speed of my movements. In the bat of one's lashes my body had traveled at unthinkable speeds, granting me the ability to travel multiple meters in the fraction of a second. The positioning would be what was most important, seeing as I would now be a direct obstacle in the male's path. I'd be a mere foot from him, staring him directly in the face, my expression clearly showing my annoyance. Left palm was kept firmly on the sheathe of my blade; I was ready at a moments notice.

"The lady had the common decency to respond. What is your name, human?"

I gazed straight into his eyes, although peripheral vision granted me the ability to simultaneously watch both of our sides. He was essentially sandwiched between me and the female at this point; meaning the only ways for him to go were left or right. I didn't like the feel of this one, his energy was somehow different from the rest, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Either way, the ball was in his court now.

[~Sen]

I was getting annoyed. He barely seemed to be paying the slightest attention to me! He was like, staring behind me, or something! Oh... Maybe he was gay. But i usually pick that up right away... Well, he must be, he hasn't looked at my breasts once! I don't think i've ever met a guy who hasn't. Oh, wait! He wants to 'get out of here'! Okay, maybe he's just shy. Shy guys are cute~!

"Hmm? Get out of here? Well sure thing sweetie!" I said, ready to leave. However, as if he had freaking teleported or something, the guy from the roof appeared behind my catch! Wow that was fast. Maybe he was an athlete. In the wierd olympics. Awwh, but he called me a lady! People usually just call me a brat, how sweet of him! He was cute too... Such choice today, lucky lucky~! I mean, i could take a little wierd if it came with a whole lot of cute, you know? However, neither of them were paying attention to me anymore! Damn it, guys are hard work.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked of the newcomer. He was dressed wierd too, actually. Perhaps he was a little too high on the wierd level to be sleeping with material. Tch, who am i kidding, he's cute, he could be balancing bottles of milk on his nose while tapdancing to Hilary Duff's new song for all i cared. At any rate, he seemed to make my companion really nervous. Like, he owes him loads of money kind of nervous. Omigosh, maybe he was in the yakuza! He DID look like it, come to think of it... Not to mention the wierd uniform. And the lightning speed! That settled it, he must be a gangster!

"Ohhh, i've got you figured out~! Are you looking for any new recruits? I heard your line of work pays well!" I said, ending with an obvious wink. This day was just getting better and better~! ♥

[Itamiku]

"Hmm? Get out of here? Well, sure thing sweetie!" The girl said with a happily suggestive voice. Though it was cute, Itamiku frowned and shook his head slightly. He didn't have time to explain, he didn't care much being called 'sweetie' but it wasn't like they had been introduced.

"Don't call me that. You make it sound like we're a pair and I only just met you. My name's-" He started as he walked away. He didn't have time to finish his thought before the man appeared right in front of him with surprising speed. "Ahhh..." he trailed off in mid-thought. Itamiku eyed the man suspiciously. Sure, he met a shinigami, but that didn't mean he wasn't still skeptical about other parts of their job. He had heard something about Shinigami's enemy... And the last thirty minutes got him thinking about what Amy O'Fee had said. Was he their enemy? Was this guy tailing them to off him and the girl?

damnit. He thought to himself as he gave a light sigh seeing himself trapped. He could sense the man had power that surpassed his own. Unlike Amy, this guy seemed to be stronger. So, there were stronger Shinigami. Seemed like there wasn't any way out of talking with this guy... in which case he would more than happily oblige.

"The lady had the common decency to respond. What is your name, human?" The shinigami asked. Though he couldn't say he trusted him, he couldn't find reason not to. Besides, it wasn't like he was going to lie... per se...

<"Ryan Sanders."> Itamiku said in an American accent, using his previous American name. Apparently handshakes were beyond them now, so Itamiku bowed his head slightly to show respect to the other. However, it seemed the girl was to go into hysterics.

"Who the hell are you?" The girl asked, her eyes wide in shock, surprised at how quickly the shinigami had stepped in front of itamiku. Hell, not that he could blame her... he was only able to control himself knowing they were in no immediate danger. Though the other's hand touched the hilt of his Zanpakuto it wasn't like he was going to be using it on them... a man and a fifteen year old girl. Actually, he was curious himself how the Shinigami had been able to do that. Some sort of a super fast sprint that was almost the equivilant of teleportation.

"It's only fair that you answer my name with yours." Itamiku shifted his weight slightly to his left foot.

"Ohhh, i've got you figured out~! Are you looking for any new recruits? I heard your line of work pays well!" Apparently this girl had no clue where she was or who she was speaking to. She had never talked to a ghost before, realizing it was a ghost had she? Itamiku gave a hollow laugh at her ignorance.

"Sorry, but I don't think you meet the job requirements." Itamiku said with a little sarcasm lining his voice still standing between her and the Shinigami. "He's a God of Death. A Shinigami." Itamiku showed not only he could see the guy and hear him, but he knew what he was as well. "He's an escort of the dead, taking them from this world to a 'better place'..." Itamiku tilted his head, "Though I admit, your reasons for following us are vague. You've been doing so for a bit now. May I ask why?" He asked, crossing his arms, expecting the Shinigami to answer promptly.

[Reizo]

It seemed the female only had one thing on her mind. She seemed ever so eager to chat up this guy, and his invitation to leave only seemed to brighten her mood even further. For a teenage girl she was awfully interested in rather adult things, or that was the impression I got at least. She was the least of my worries at this point however, her demeanor and attitude had remained relatively the same from the moment she noticed me, whereas the male seemed only concerned with getting away from me. I didn't get the impression he was scared of me, but how could he know of shinigami? It was unheard of for any humans to know of our kind, and it was incredibly unlikely for shinigami to go around telling people. This lead me to the assumption that he may have a background with us, and I was far too interested at this point to not find out. My patience would be rewarded when I would get a name, I didn't feel as if he was lying, and thus I was satisfied. What did pique my interest was the name itself, along with his accent. He was a foreigner that possessed above-average reiatsu, that also may know of the shinigami - I didn't like this at all.

"My name is not important, but what I'm here for is.."

My tone was low, stoic, and directed to the both of them. My eyes would never waver from his for even a moment - that was until the female spoke for a second time, sadly for her she was completely wrong in everything she said. Maybe my appearance and the fact I held a weapon gave the appearance I was a 'gangster', but I was far beyond any pathetic Yakuza member, and I served a much more vital role in the world. I wouldn't even have a chance to respond before the man broke out with a laugh, aside from it being rude, I didn't like the fact he seemed to disbelieve it so quickly. Auburn slates once more returned to their original target; eyeing the man suspiciously. I re-tightened the grip on my sheathe without even thinking, and my thumb instinctively prodded against the guard. Something about this man put me on edge, but I still couldn't put my finger on it. It would be amidst my frustrations that he would say something that set me off, at which point my body reacted almost on its own.

"A god of d-"

Right appendage shot out with a quick burst of speed. With an open hand I would seek to seize his throat before he could even think of finishing his sentence. Considering the minimal distance between us combined with my speed advantage, it was highly unlike he'd be able to do anything before it was too late. I aimed to press my fingers into his throat, my hand grasping tightly to the point where he wouldn't have been able to talk - or breathe for that matter. Simultaneous with my grab would be the flicking of the thumb of my left hand. My zanpakutou shot forward; exposing multiple inches of its brilliant silver blade. I hoped to catch him off guard and hold him by the throat; greatly increasing my chances if we were to engage in combat. He obviously knew about shinigami, and this combined with the fact he wished to get away from me led me to believe there was more to it. That and his damn reiatsu. It was so familiar, but I had never met this kid in my life.

"What the hell are you?"

It reminded me of Hollows.

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[Hikari]

Omai >>;

1) Sachi did not say his eyes widened, therefore neither can you.

2) You arn't even looking at Sachi. You're looking at Sen.

3)He "attacked" mid sentence, which would probably catch you off guard, even if you are a martial arts user. In this situation, Speed trumps Hand to Hand combat; where he has you beat.

Sorry, but Sachi's attack connects; you'll have to rewrite.

[Itamiku]

[Eh, can't say I like it but I guess I'm outnumbered =P... though if I was looking at Sen, did he run around and stretch out his arm to block my breath or did he just push a part of my neck that wasn't my windpipe? If I was looking at Sen (who was behind me) I would have had to have turned at least 90 degrees from Sachi to see her, something I wouldn't do upon meeting a new person I didn't trust (which I made perfectly clear upon the beginning of this thread). If I didn't trust him, this too would keep me on my toes about potential strikes which I would be looking for tells, being a non-martial artist, he would give them and I would block. However, this probably doesn't make any sense to anyone so why should I say it anyway? xD eh, guess I just feel better explaining things in a rational way before they get irrationalized by people with power. Anyway, here's my edited post, sorry for raising the stink. (I'm making an Agility Master next time I create >.<'' totally OPed)]

Itamiku saw the man's arm would shoot up with surprising speed in the middle of his sentance, blocking his breath and shutting him up. Itamiku's left hand would already be rising as the man held his fingers to Itamiku throat. Itamiku's left hand would attempt to take hold of his opponent's holding his throat, upon doing so he would twist his opponent's hand towards the outside of his body, forcing the man's arm to form a chicken wing and would step close to the man's body his right hip touching the man's hand and pinning it to the hilt of his sword, lifting a knee he would attempt to strike the man's vital point before attempting to strike him in the gut with his free right hand, upon making contact with the stomach he would open his hand already touching the clothing and attempted to grab the shirt that was already next to the hand, upon which he would release the shinigami's right hand and would attempt to grab the upper section of his shirt and Jujitsu throw the shinigami over his body and past the girl who would be standing there probably screaming bloody murder all the while. Though, the shinigami would probably dodge the strikes somehow with his excessive speed and avoid being winded and dazed from each, though most normal people without hand to hand combat training wouldn't be able to get out of it, so attacking at all was probably a pointless attempt at showing who the alpha male was, but it was Itamiku's natural reaction due to being threatened and having his personal space violated.

"Tch, fuck off ghost boy, you want the answer? You can ask the lady over there. She seems to be similar is some respects, I'm out."

Though the shinigami didn't realize this, striking people in the neck didn't exactly make them friendlier, in fact it kinda made people hate his guts... but that wasn't what he was thinking as he left the pair, rather he was wondering where the goddamn strawberries were and why the produce merchants felt obligated to hide the item from plain sight...

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[~Sen]

I'll... just go ahead and post then~? Deleted my OOC.

Annoying! It's not like i called him sweetie because i was the slightest bit interested in him. He was hot, but his attitude pissed me off. This 'Shinigami' however, was mysterious and silent, totally intruiging! However, there appeared to be total tension between the two boys, how wierd, considering they didn't seem like they'd ever met, you know? At any rate, i was spot on, 'cause there was a tussle.

"Ooooh~!" I murmured, watching them fight with fascination. It wasn't entirely clear what had happened, but like, the mysterious Yakuza boy seemed to come out on top.
"Like, don't hurt yourselves." I said in an unconcerned voice, running a hand lazily through my sleek dark hair. I always enjoyed watching other people fight. Usually, i could predict the winner rather easily, and my money was so on the gangster. But it was wierd how they had sprang into conflict so quickly. Boys, i guess. Admittedly, i wasn't one to talk, occasionally punching people in the face when i just couldn't be bothered talking with them.

Actually, them fighting was almost annoying. They were supposed to be paying attention to me... Dicks.
"Uhm, guys, why are you even fighting? Let's just... talk, or something." I said carelessly. I wasn't the best peacemaker, to be honest. If they kept it up, i would probably wander off. What was the point in talking with two cute guys who were more interested in each other?

[Reizo]

For some kung fu master that was so amazing, he was awfully reliant upon certain things. He was under the assumption that I was going to keep my hand on his throat when I had seen him making the movements to grab my arm - to assume I was so foolish was a mistake, one that could potentially be fatal. I would give him no such opportunity to grab my arm, instead I would tug backwards and release my grip abruptly, and simultaneous with this movement was the unleashing of my blade. As stated previously I have exposed several inches of steel, and thus it took only a split second to unsheathe the rest of it with a reverse grip. Seeing as he had obviously not planned for me to move my arm, he would literally be left standing there looking awfully stupid - in my eyes, at least. In one fluid motion, as my zanpakutou had been unsheathed I would continue the movement forward; the edge of my blade aimed to carve across his thighs, in order to gash them deeply and cause him great pain. Seeing as his arms were occupied trying to grab mine, I could see no way for him to defend - especially since he was so focused on his combo that required him to get a hold of me.

"Storm, powerful, demanding; gather in heaven and descend upon us mortals. Rear your head, and unleash your wrath!"

I was quick to jump backwards moments before beginning my chant; effectively putting a couple meters of distance between us. Right appendage was outstretched and pointed towards the male, who was now likely suffering from blade wounds to his legs and unable to move all that well. Ranged combat is where I would outclass him easily, he couldn't hope to catch me or stop my vast knowledge of hado - and when it came down to it, he didn't even have a damn weapon. Although, this was just me being cautious, I could see the obvious signs of aggression and was merely preparing myself for combat should it really come down to that. If I really intended to kill him, I would have just ripped out his throat when I had the chance.

"I suggest you move, miss.."

[Basically, your entire counter-attack relied on getting my arm in your grasp - which is incredibly foolish for some 'martial arts expert' such as yourself. Seeing as that part was completely required, you basically did nothing but stand there and focus on grabbing my arm; allowing me a chance to counter-attack. Your move.

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[Itamiku]

[Me too, so just go along with this. No strikes, just words. No one dies/loses limbs, so after this we don't have to RP, alright? xD]

Itamiku's hand caught air as it attempted to grasp his opponent's hand, The 'seize' turning into a 'strike'. He gave a small hop backwards as the shinigami's blade was drawn, slicing low on his body at around thigh level, the blade passed inches in front of the American. The slice missing, the Shinigami jumped into the air backwards. Not that he minded, he wasn't looking to kill the guy and now that there was distance between them the Shinigami wouldn't be able to shut him up again. Itamiku gave a small chuckle.

"You're really quite good." He smiled, "Even so, it seems like you're scared of me for some reason. The way you shut me up in mid-sentince, the way your sword is drawn against an unarmed human. Did I do something wrong or threaten you in any way?" Itamiku asked, trying to get the shinigami away from fighting. Now that he had a weapon, the tides seemed to turn in ghost boy's favor significantly. Even so, his opponent said an incantation. The boy shook his head, recognizing the strange poem's format. After this he would probably say some number and call out the power's name, letting whatever pressure that was building at his fingers be released toward Itamiku. the man didn't know what he had done wrong by the shinigami... Sure, he had meant to incapacitate the shinigami and leave, but he hadn't even been able to grab the guy's arm and now his sword was drawn? He really sucked at reading into human reactions... any human would raise their arms to attempt to remove something blocking their wind pipe, and this guy was going to cut him up for it? Itamiku found himself lucky he had training... or he really would have been in trouble. Scratch that, would have been in more trouble.

"I don't know what your problem is, but myself and the girl are only human, can we leave now? One Shinigami a day is enough, thank you... and on top of those stupid ghosts I'm rather annoyed with whoever gave me this power... so if you find the cause of it, let me know so I can kick his ass, alright?"

[Reizo]

As the admin said in the cbox, the sword strike would work. So either you post or we have to call him in for a ruling. I couldn't tell in the cbox whether you intended to post or not, so I'm just making sure by posting this, and it will be deleted once I get a response. I'd like to finish this as soon as possible, so the quicker the better.

[~Sen]

Ignored, yet again. They weren't even fighting over me. Over this? Just a bit. As i watched them continue fighting, i heard a suggestion from the boy with the sword, or 'Shinigami' or 'ghost boy' or whatever the hell you wanted to call him.
"You suggest i move? Oh, you got it sweetie, i'm outta here. Keep up the man pride thing, i'll catch you around. Or not." I said coldly, turning on my heel and wandering away. Really, boys were stupid, and full of themselves, and just plain rude!

Fighting was fun, admittedly, but when there's a beautiful girl standing there, you pay attention to her! Did nobody teach 'em that? At any rate, it didn't matter now. Except that it so did! First the fucking necklace - oh, that's right! I thought, reaching up to tug on the chain around my neck. At least i got something out of this! With that, i was in a much better mood. They could hang out and beat each other up for the rest of the week for all i cared, i got a free necklace! It was tacky, no doubt about that, but hey, free stuff, you know?

With nothing left to really do in this crap excuse for a shopping center, i made my way past the stalls and out into a quiet street. It had been a rather wierd encounter, thinking back. Such a waste, two cute boys. However, one being an idiot, and the other a sword-wielding wierdo, it was probably easier not to take my chances with them. Not that they even appeared interested. Tch, as if. Was it too much to ask for people to be normal and attractive? Admittedly by normal, i meant rich and desperate, but still, any chance? Whatever, i really felt like noodles. Mmm, with lots of sauce.

[Exit~]

[Reizo]

I quickly realized this guy wasn't worth the effort when I caught the trail of Hollow. They posed a threat to everybody, whereas this guy was just being stupid by trying to attack me. There were bigger fish to fry, but he would get his soon enough - and when the time came, I would not be so nice about it.

My body would flicker away via shunpo; my body simply flickering due to the sheer speed. In the bat of an eye I was completely gone from the area.

[Exit]

[This isn't worth the time anymore. Byebye.]

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[Itamiku]

[thank you Sachi ^_^]

Struck a nerve?

The Shinigami disappeared in a streak of horizontal lines that closely mimiced anime or manga superspeed moves. Itamiku blinked and he was gone. This was turning out to be a wierd day... first he gives a girl a necklace, then he gets randomly confronted by a Shinigami with who knows what his deal is with humans. He thought back to his comment of being scared. Maybe that wasn't so far off after all?

"What the fuck am I?" Itamiku whispered. Were shinigami really friends or were they neutral? Why did this one suddenly attack him out of nowhere? Ehh... some questions weren't meant to be answered, and some couldn't...

strawberries... where the hell are those strawberries anyway? Itamiku wondered, walking away. He had been intent on making a friend today, but it seemed his oppertunity had slipped away. Ah well, you win some, you lose some.

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