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Post by Beltran on Feb 4, 2010 18:25:05 GMT 1
"There. was that so damn hard?" Kirema said as he re-sheathed his sword majestically, his letting his grasp become limp from it's hilt until finally he removed it from it completely. "He's just a freaking Human... but his Reiatsu doesn't feel like this kid's." He muttered to his fellow Shinigami, loud enough for Toshiie to also hear, but hopefully not so much the other human. "You're all such good talkers aren't you?"[/b] This just about sent Kirema over the edge, his left eye twitching slightly as he entered his rebuttal. "If you weren't spying on us... or if you were a better spy for that matter... we wouldn't be in this predicament, now would we?"
As he spoke, he didn't turn towards Toshiie as he spoke, looking at him slightly out of the side of his left eye, he replied. "Heh, if it's going to help our squads here, I see no reason the harm in training you a little for Hollow Combat." Quickly, his eye snapped forward towards the Quincey again. "And you... you're not a Human... spill it. What the hell are you? You're not another regular Human with stronger reiatsu than normal. Are you a Quincey? Are you a Hollow in disguise?" As he spoke, his eyes slowly shuttered to a squint.
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Post by Kokaku//Goliath on Feb 5, 2010 8:24:12 GMT 1
Just a kiddo... Kokaku kept his finger down after he saw the face of the kid. It was very impolite to point at someone the whole time. Well, he didn't really care about that kid anymore as he possessed no threat to them. At least until this kid suddenly shoot a magical blast or he shoot an arrow or he suddenly turns into black jelly, white face creature. For now, he just needed to keep an eye on him. His partner spoke, real loud since the kiddo was quite far away from him. No matter how hard he wanted the human to not heard it, the human standing just few meters away at most would heard it loud and clear.
As his partner was dealing with the kiddo, Kokaku continued to approach the other kiddo, who was very loud at everything he said. "Hey man, I dont' think we have introduced ourselves yet. The name's Nishimura Kokaku, well, we don't really remember the history of our surname, so just call me Kokaku. Anyway, what's your..." Before Kokaku could ask, an eraser knocked the human kiddo real hard and then, another on his face. It was time for him to go back to his classroom.
"Well, how about I find you on the classroom later? Of course, if you want to listen to your teacher's teaching, then I will not interrupt. However, judging by how the teacher treats you, you are not a good student I assume?" It wasn't hard to locate this alpha human later since he has an unusual high amount of reiatsu inside his body compare to the other students around. Well, not like sensing was needed, he could remember his classroom's position by now as the window his teacher was leaning to now was clearly his classroom.
He didn't wish to wait an hour because there might be hollows on the other side of the town, he must perform his duty well or else, the 14th officer would do him like the teacher did to the human at this time. And his 14th officer was a fucking asshole.
Now, back to the stalking kid. He would keep his mouth shut, letting Kirema to interrogate the kid. Now that his comrade mentioned about Quincy, Kokaku realized he didn't come in contact with much Quincy nowadays. It must be fun to finally meet one, not so fun if that kid was a Hollow in disguise though. Kokaku crossed his arms in front of his chest as he waits for the boy's answer. |
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Post by Tou-chan on Feb 5, 2010 21:18:07 GMT 1
That was a slim relief, the men seemed less tense now that they had a better look at him. He was quite free from the color black, he wasn't one for dark colors anyways. Jolly as this bunch was, for a portion he was ignored, but satisfaction hit him as the one of them appeared more displeased with his comment, someone needed some chill pills. It only took them a few seconds though, the man with the violent feelings, of course, sad it was his short coming for this. Well really now? Not his fault they cheated, he wasn't really in the field of being noticed yet was caught, somebody must be using some x-ray specs in this group. He held his tongue to prevent any smart mouthed comments, his life was somewhat valued on his list. The "student" made some nice comments, which he really did his best not to answer. He was close to when, to his shock, an eraser raced through the sky landing close to him. Higher up, in the rubbles of a room was a teacher, now this wasn't one of those pretty or cool teachers, she just let off a feeling of pure fear. "Scary..." He muttered under his breathe as another eraser flew to the other male, supposedly from this school.
A small part of him was waiting for the other two to get bombarded with some item also but this didn't come to, well didn't they get the the honor treatment. Her eyes didn't even flicker to the two men, which was odd in itself, if they were so common that they didn't even get a second look this was one sad sad place. He almost felt like signing up for some swordsmanship program, become one of the samurai's that strive in this town. But he'd choose track long before some other sport like that. On the other hand, there were those men in front of him who held relative knowledge as to this fad. He was close to raising his own question before he was ever so nicely, accused of not being human.
Now there is just something about being called not human that makes you loose your thought, the crazy people felt he wasn't normal. yes, the two men who looked like they fell out of a manga were calling him abnormal. Well well, he looked at them sideways, eyes somewhat forced into a confused look. So many comments swarmed around him, wishing to find entry into his voice box. But of pure luck with some restraint on the side he actually pulled out a comment less prone to plain insult, "Born a human, raised a human, looks like a human, eats like a human, smells like a...skip that. But what does this all lead to? I'm a human." it was good enough for him. But the whole point was lost in a ways, he'd enjoy to learn what this quincy thing was. A human with extra powers, not so much, sounded like some guy with talent.
He shrugged quickly, his eyes falling onto the two with some seriousness in them. "Please enlighten me, what is a hollow? What is a Quincy? And this reiatsu thing, I've never heard of that either." The message was a clear as day, he was beyond lost with what this conversation was about. The other man on a side, appeared to have to fall back within the confides of the school soon, the raging prick a few stories up clearly didn't appreciate his absence even while the school was at such a state. But if the man wanted to go then let him go, less people to block escapes.
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Post by Coal on Feb 7, 2010 2:52:06 GMT 1
[Toshiie is in his class. You guys keep going until you feel that you've talked enough and then I will begin CHAPTER TWO! WEEEEEEEEEE!!!]
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Post by Beltran on Feb 8, 2010 1:37:45 GMT 1
Kirema sighed and resigned to the situation. The kid had to learn about human matters which didn't concern him. Eyes glancing, followed by glaring at the human before him, he once again spoke. "I suggest you read up on your family history. Your Reiatsu is NOT that of a normal human or even a special human." He scoffed as he turned his back to the human as his feet swiftly took him from the area with a simple Dash, with no particular destination in mind, he simply decided to patrol until the boy was done with class. Then the fun was going to start. -Exit- |
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Post by Kokaku//Goliath on Feb 8, 2010 11:21:08 GMT 1
His comrade's guess went wrong. Better luck next time, shinigami. thought Kokaku. Obviously, that fellow was really confused there, he was inside the deep world of confusion by him and his comrade's words. Damn, Shinigami talks like a professor. Next, there came some mockery by the kiddo. "Well, I guess he's really a plain human. Or maybe a plain Quincy without knowing his power. Or maybe your guess is wrong." Things could go three ways and Kokaku wasn't certain which way was correct.
He could understand why the guy shot back with some insulting comment. Well, let's analyze this thing. Basically, there's two ways to go when you are insulted by somebody. First way, you insult them back, which is basically what the guy was doing. Some even went to the level of hitting someone. Second way, you just take the insult and ignore it, with hatred inside your heart. In the first way, there's two sub-ways, one being the guy is actually very tough; another one being that guy is too dumb to realize he can't beat the one who insults him. Either way was fine for now as Kokaku wouldn't hurt any human nor would his comrade hurt him. Well, if his comrade really wanted to hurt him, he wouldn't stop his chanting seconds ago.
Now, knowing that this guy wasn't a Quincy after all. There's no need to explain Hollow and bla bla to him, in Kokaku's opinion. Well, let's say this guy is really a Quincy, then he would know them sooner or later. Quincy has master and organization and a Shinigami has no need to teach him spiritual stuff. "I am too tired to repeat what I teach that human not long ago so I guess I am skipping the hollow, quincy and bla for you. After all, a regular human has no use of such thing." His partner left, away from the school. Kokaku decided to go the other way, he walked into the school to find the human. Or just checking around the school because he was sick of patrolling the Earth. He has no need to restrain the boy from doing anything, just let him go wherever he wanted to be.
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Post by Tou-chan on Feb 8, 2010 23:34:10 GMT 1
So generous The men appeared to be deliberately ignoring him, passing him bye. While this stung, even more so he still had gotten nothing from this besides void subjects. HE was getting pretty tired of being called plain human though, but this lead on to them clearly not being normal. He had a small glimmer of curiosity and interest in his eyes, whatever there were they weren't leading on to being human. What else is there? There were the humans, his father, and the monsters, were they monsters or people like his old man? The black clothing that adorned them made him want to say hollow. Stupid bastards, these people on emotional scale from one to ten were a two, down with the business men. The comment on his family tree, not pleasing either, last thing he remembered he had nobody in his family other than his mother and father, no other family he new as to be alive. They were already splitting up, taking apart one by one, two heading into the school, one off into some distance. While he was going to be left on the field, he'd join in and take his own leave.
Spinning around shoving his rough cold hands into his pockets he would stray off to the back of the school, no he wasn't leaving just yet. He needed to live with something of value, but this also brought to mind, who was he really? What was here, great, an identity crisis in the making. Best have it cured before he tries to protect the world on his own. He took two steps before hissing under his breathe, whether they could hear it or not was their own matter, "Yes, because a corpse just loves to give out answers at will." He sneered and strode off to the back of the school, he didn't need any services trying to help the homeless. His jaw tightened, now reminded of his bleak situation.
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