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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 15, 2017 11:16:42 GMT

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Post by Tsukimaru on Oct 15, 2017 11:16:42 GMT

The sky was clear with a couple clouds as the sun beat down upon the lonely grass next to a tree, a tree which shade cover a lonely red canine. His semi-closed black eyes would lock onto the varies few people that would walk through out the park. Watching them as he was deep in thought about everything that happened to him leading up to this point. The point where he was avoiding Hollows and Shinigamis, just surviving from day to day. However this was one of the rare cases which he was allowed to rest where he wanted, doing what he loved or at least one of the things he loved, this being napping in a safe place. His mind still raced even if his body was resting, looking slightly confused as his eyes moved from being semi-closed to narrowed upon certain people. There was no reason for him to do this but his tail would sway back and forth each time this happened.

"Ugh, Tsukimaru you really done it in this time. If you don't go mingle with the other animals or humans they will call you weird. I know they will call me weird if I don't but it's not like any of these humans can really tell what I am, to them I just look like a very expensive street mutt." Tsukimaru thought as he stretched out, forcing himself to stand up as he looked around once more. Taking a deep breath as he took in the different scenes as he moved about the park, looking towards the sky. It seemed that evening would be a couple of hours yet and more so for the night.

It would seem the dog was only trying to look for other people who could be interesting to him, people he could perhaps hang out with to get over his loneliness. Ever since he became a dog he had this ache in his heart that seemed to be decades old, as if something was ripped right out of it. Perhaps it was the paralyzes that he can only barely remember, the sense of helplessness of being in the same spot for years. Forced to be aware of your surrendering but unable to do anything.

Through the corner of his eye he could see someone who was feeding birds. His eyes would sparkle it would seem as he moved gingerly over to the person as he watched how she threw beard. With a soft bark towards her location he would sit down next to her, tilting his head like a normal dog would as if he was trying to get her to notice him. It didn't seem to work as he moved in to tap her arm with his muzzle, this caused her to fully acknowledge him. The old woman's hand would raise up to pat him on the head a she mentioned how he was a good boy before standing up, moving over to another bench to continue her bird feeding. Tsukimaru would only whimper as she left.

Last Edit: Oct 18, 2017 12:00:15 GMT by Tsukimaru

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 18, 2017 16:53:22 GMT

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Post by Remi D'Aubigné on Oct 18, 2017 16:53:22 GMT

"Now Now..." someone called out to the pup from behind. Those words practically trickled out so smoothly, carried with such a breathy, easygoing tone. That voice just now? It belonged to one of Karakura High School's newest face, and it was indeed an unusual one. It was a young lady, but that oddly pale skin of hers made her status as a foreigner a dead giveaway. Contrasting the most eye-catching part of her looks, her eyebrows and lashes were quite thick, peach colored eyeshadow softening the darkness. Her eyes seemed forever closed, a long black scarf draped about freely in the wind. But that wasn't all. Her blazer had seen better days. The left sleeve was freshly tattered, the red bag she had slung over her shoulder had been torn, the bottom half missing. Looking closer, there were a few beads on her brow; her shirt closer was creased and matted against her collar.

Looking at the clock, it was 9:35. The young girl was running late for sure; she had clearly seen better days. And now here she was inching towards this poor, lonesome thing. As she crouched down, her hands slipped that bit of black fabric hiding her lips, revealing a warm, if somewhat subdued smile. Her hand reached out; her fingers extended just so he could take the time and catch her scent, make sure all was well before he allowed her to go ahead and pet him. Why do this now? Why waste more time on your way to school? Well, why not? After all, It was a beautiful day. Clear blue skies and a refreshing breeze meant today was going to be one of those days you could take it nice and slow, really enjoy what you were doing. Better yet, there was no reason, no excuse to be upset about things outside of your control. And she couldn't ignore such a pitiful whimper either.

Last Edit: Oct 18, 2017 16:57:12 GMT by Remi D'Aubigné

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 18, 2017 21:29:56 GMT

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Post by Tsukimaru on Oct 18, 2017 21:29:56 GMT

The soft voice that came from behind caused him to momentarily freeze, turning slowly he would look up at the student. His brown eyes slowly tracing up odd figure, wondering why she had such an appearance. However quickly he would notice the condition of her blazer then bag. This caused interest to the dog as he seemed not to mind it when she began to approach. As he waited for her to come closer his eyes and ears would fixate on behind her. Trying to see if there was anything he missed from the other side of the park, but if there was shouldn't he have seen it? Weren't there going to be panic if by chance any one of these creatures were sighted here? Perhaps he was just over thinking the issues he had in the past with Hollows and was just paranoid.

It wasn't until the young woman held out her hand that the dog seemed to snap back into reality. He nervously began to sniff at her hand as his eyes looked up. Her features were soft, something not many people had. Especially for one of the stray dogs that been known to roam Karakura from time to time. This was relaxing to him he thought, slowly moving his muzzle over to nudge against her hand. Telling her that it was alright to go ahead and pet him if she wished which it did appear as. His tail would begin to lightly wag like a normal dog's would at this attention as he did his best to keep this act up.

"She seems rather nice, perhaps she is like the rest. I doubt she can tell but if she could then she would be a very interesting soul. However when I come to think of it, isn't there only one type of human that has spiritual powers? What were they called....Quincy? Yes Quincy I believe were the term they used for these humans. I might have forgotten that she seemed to have been recently attacked, bullies maybe?" Thoughts were rampant inside of his head as he sat there, in front of the young woman as his tail slowed from wagging. His Muzzle, nudging against her hand once again. Trying to get her to indeed pet him as he looked up to her, acting like the friendly fake-doggy that he was. He did this to try to forget some of the thoughts that raced through his head or was it his pill? The thought never really hit him before now since he wasn't allowing himself to talk.

Last Edit: Oct 19, 2017 10:05:38 GMT by Tsukimaru

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 22, 2017 20:15:30 GMT

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Post by Remi D'Aubigné on Oct 22, 2017 20:15:30 GMT

OOC: Sorry to keep you waiting. IRL stuff had meh drained ;_;

Seeing this little fellow inch up so close tugged at her heartstrings a little, so much so that her smile had begun to spread from ear to ear. Though stifled a touch, a chortle had managed to worm it's way past her slim fingers. Though she had neglected the basics of approaching animals in this manner, such as turning to the side and being mindful of not making eye contact, she was far more careful this time around. The young girl's hand reached in from his side, gently sweeping over the back of his neck, her fingertips traced softly, massaging, lingering for a moment before sliding down under his chin, lightly scratching, all while she kept trying to mask her giggles. With this, hopefully, he could rest easy. There was no danger looming around the bend. Those tattered clothes, torn bag, and missing books were the result a little mishap she had earlier involving a perfectly mundane fence and an open storm drain. It was unfortunate, but she didn't have time to waste jumping underground, nor could she do so without attracting all those weird looks from onlookers in the streets. There was no choice but to chalk this one up as a loss. Just thinking about this now was putting a bad taste in her mouth. But casting the thoughts of a less than ideal start to the day, she couldn't help but notice this fellow wasn't tiny in any sense of the word. Granted, Shikoku dogs aren't small, nor are they big. In the general sense, they were in the middle ground. But this one was hearty, and even his aura seemed more robust than any animal she had encountered...

Well, not that it mattered all that much to her.

It piqued her interest, but he didn't seem like a malevolent spirit, with that forlorn, lonesome look in his eyes, and all this soft and fluffy fur. A quick glance at his tag revealed the first bits of information surrounding this new mystery.

"Tsukimaru, huh?" she managed to squeak out through her chuckles . What a fine name. It suited him well she thought. "Whatcha doin out here all alone, huh boy?"

Last Edit: Oct 22, 2017 20:16:08 GMT by Remi D'Aubigné

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 22, 2017 23:09:22 GMT

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Post by Tsukimaru on Oct 22, 2017 23:09:22 GMT

It didn't even cross his mind that she wasn't even approaching him correctly. Perhaps he didn't think much of it as he nudges against her hand earlier, slowly watching how her arm moved. Her hand would finally make it against his fur as he sat there, enjoying the feeling of it trailing over his fur. He didn't seem to mind all the attention he was receiving as his tail began to wag faster as he hand went to scratch his chin lightly. He had no idea that the problem was just a simple fence that caused her to be all torn up but if she didn't mind then he didn't either.

Little did he know that the woman could sense the feel bits and pieces of what spiritual energy he had. Sure he wasn't the most powerful but even in his weakened state he gave off traces of spiritual energy. Although the fact an animal was giving off this sort of feeling must be rather odd even for her, how many animals have you heard that could see spirits or weren't a spirit themselves?

He looked up to her the moment he read his tag out clearly. It would read what his name currently was and where he was living or so called living at the time which was a few streets over from the park in a rather nice house. However the dog's old owner was dead, slain in a Hollow attack which claimed both of them. He would somehow give the young lady a nod of his head as she spoked before almost shrugging to the best of his abilities. It seemed he was trying to answer the question which she gave him. It probably looked odd if anyone else was staring at the dog, it was like he was doing a interpreted dance.

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 24, 2017 19:01:51 GMT

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Post by Remi D'Aubigné on Oct 24, 2017 19:01:51 GMT

OOC: If you wanna timeskip to getting back to the old home if Tsukimaru decides to head back, that's fine. But whatever the case, I'm good with whatever

OK, so now it seemed as if he understood her, with all this nodding and shrugging along with what were meant to be rhetorical questions. Meh. It's not like a dog who had the wits and knowhow to understand speech was all that farfetched. But in cases such as these, the rule of three applied. One time is by chance, twice is coincidence, three times is a pattern. But just look at her now. As that "devil may care" grin and that constant neck scratching demonstrated, she wasn't exactly racking her brain over the details. In fact, she'd find herself downright amused if it was the case. But for now, she focused on the here and now. As she massaged and lavished her new buddy with attention, she took note of that address on his tag, all while paying no heed to the few onlookers drawn through the odd head bobbles, and the "kawaii"'s peppering the air.

6-1, Sakurabashi 1-chome, Karakurachou, Tokyo.

That wasn't too far from here. In fact, the schoolgirl was confident she had passed it along the way. She paid little attention to it, but she was sure no one lived there. A charming home, granted, but it was dilapidated to the point where nature was trying to take back that spot of land if her memory was correct. Still, who knew? She could be wrong. Maybe if she circled back, she'd find a family who dearly missed their Tsukimaru. It couldn't hurt to take a peek over there. But if she was going to do this, she'd better do it now. With the train schedule for today, she'd be lucky if she caught her third class within an hour. So with that in mind, she stood up and brushed down the ends of her skirt. She beamed him yet another playful smile, patting her knees, beckoning to him. "Cmon, Tsukimaru," she softly cooed, her words brushing along his ears. "I'm Remi, and I'm going to get you back home."

Last Edit: Oct 24, 2017 20:19:55 GMT by Remi D'Aubigné

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 27, 2017 5:36:55 GMT

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Post by Tsukimaru on Oct 27, 2017 5:36:55 GMT

Never did the thought occurred to him that she could have caught on to his little charade of being a mod soul. Although he thought he knew better then to try to make a scene in the park where other people could see him. It seemed this wasn't suppose to be but he didn't know that she didn't try to figure things out. However it seemed his charm was working as a dog, getting people to like him to the point that they are actively willing to help him out at times like these. When she began to read out his tag he would look up to her, trying to under stand what she was trying to do. He should probably just go with it to get back to his old home but soon she would discover when they got there it was ruined but she probably knew that already.

"Oh did she read the tags...I should have found a way to remove them. Oh no, how will I explain this to her that I am not a street dog. I mean my fur is already to shiny for that. Perhaps I shouldn't think to much about it as she doesn't seem to really notice that I am what I am. Here I am worrying about it, I must be really silly to anyone who could read minds...could read minds? I doubt that is even possible, that be really crazy in a world of Hollow and Shinigami." He thought as he looked up to her as she gave her name, Remi. He responded with a bark at that before getting up as she cooed and brushed his fur more.

The two of them would be off as he huffed slightly under his breath as he began to walk through the park. Looking at all the other people as he looked up to the sky, trying to figure out the time. Boy did he wish he had a watch or a clock but that would be odd for a dog to pay attention to those type of objects. He would begin to walk off, after bumping Remi in the leg of course. It would seem that he was walking towards the direction of the house, something wasn't adding up now. Perhaps this was just natural to canines and felines? He would sigh under his breath but it was just loud enough to hear, making it seem like her hunch was probably correct if she was indeed still thinking about it.

It seems that he was expert at what he was doing, he was moving a little faster then what one would expect as he traveled across three streets. He would wait at the end of the street as he turned to look at her. The house he was sitting at was in disrepair clearly with broken windows and the front looking like the weather as taken a toll upon it. Perhaps he was a stray indeed? That wouldn't be out of the realm of possibilities after what else has happened so far.

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Oct 30, 2017 4:25:31 GMT

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Post by Remi D'Aubigné on Oct 30, 2017 4:25:31 GMT

And so they were off. After a few long strides over a few long blocks, after cutting across the park, after forcing herself to again make the painful, grueling decision to slip past this lovely Mediterranean coffee shop she wanted to pop her head into for the longest, they arrived. 6-1, Sakurabashi 1-chome, Karakurachou, Tokyo. And just wouldn't you know, it was as she had so vaguely remembered. Well actually, it was a bit worse for wear to be frank. Brick and mortar enclosed the home. Once a vivid red, now marked with splotches bone white and gray, cracked and eroded by winds and rain, battered by the heat. Beyond the walls, peering past the rusting metal gate marking the entryway, the lone building loomed over a sea of weeds, broken glass, and the blasted shell of what was once a roof. Outwardly: it was scarred with pockmarks, roof shingles splintering and flayed, and botches of mold like diseased black speckling all over. Inwardly, peering past the rotting corpse, through the cracked walls and shattered windows, it was hollow, scooped out completely. Its innards were stained gray, left bleak and lifeless. Hard to say what has happened here, but it's clear no one's been here for a long time. Well then. So much for the brilliant idea of taking Tsukimaru back home. Now, what was Remi going to do from here? A single digit, a lone pinky rose, pressed against now pursed lips. With her arms folded, and her eyes squinted, looking past the clouds, she wondered aloud, hints of that French accent of hers slipped through a bit more now that she was relaxed. The result was much thicker, nasally, and yet somehow, soft and flowery. Her words seemed to flow like water from the tap.

C'était un coup pour rien... [It was all for nothing...]

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Nov 8, 2017 19:35:33 GMT

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Post by Tsukimaru on Nov 8, 2017 19:35:33 GMT

Tsukimaru didn't seem to pay her much attention as he looks to the ruined house, slowly walking around the building. His eyes noticing how the build seemed to crumble in a way, windows broken with vines growing out from them. It seemed that the house has been through alot and that no one was taking care of it. Even if it wasn't Tsukimaru would not even know where to begin with the interactions with the family that lived here or even if they were still alive. He didn't even get the idea where this new body of his came from other then a family dog, perhaps that would explain the scar he had. It wasn't like it was super noticeable unless one would go over to his right side and part the fur that covered it.

Slow he would walk up to the door, kinda not even paying attention to Remi as she seemed to be almost lost for words, it seemed that this journey was all for not. If she was paying attention to the dog then she could tell he had a soft, sad look with his ears folded back against his head. Suddenly he got a wonderful idea or at least a reckless one as he backed up, turning to look to the door as he grinned. His sharp canine teeth visible as he took a running start, charging at the door with the best of his abilities. Nearly shoulder checking the front door out of curiosity as he whimpered slightly, quickly backing up to charge once more this time faster as he shoulder checked the looked door, which held firm the first time but the weakened wooden frame easily snapped from the impact.

Surprised, Tsukimaru would nearly roll into the house as he looked around. The amount of dust was quite high for a place that was probably not abandoned for all that long yet the damage said otherwise like it been years. Slowly the dog would walk into the nearby room, looking towards the kitchen then to the living room as he sighed a bit. His attention turned to the young lady he was with, wondering if she would follow him to inside the house or stay outside.

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The Dog with Spiritual Potential? [Open] Nov 13, 2017 15:35:05 GMT

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Post by Remi D'Aubigné on Nov 13, 2017 15:35:05 GMT

SNAP!

Now that was startling! Enough to nearly make her bones jump right out of her! But did her ears deceive her? Was that the all too familiar sound of splintering wood she picked up? She had her suspicions as to what that could have been, but just a cursory glance upward made it all clear. Tsukimaru decided just to go ahead, batter down a rotten wooden door, and then walk on in and explore. This is trespassing, don't you know? Didn't he know? Well at the very least, he was a gutsy little thing. Not exactly something a typical dog would do. Guess it couldn't be helped now. Still donning the quintessential thinkers pose, she strolled past the gate, through the swaying sea of bladed greenery, following after her new canine companion. Through the fields, past the mold, and now, past the broken wood frames and into the entryway. Inside was more or less as she expected. Dusty, rotted to the core. The walls were scarred, shreds of what used to be vibrant, flowery wallpaper remained here and there. The flayed dirt caked remains of a love seat were shoved off to a far corner, piles of wood were scattered about in the next room, no doubt the remains of a dining room set.

Old, quaint, perhaps cute in its prime. Perhaps an older couple owned it before.

It was already late as it was. Mystery and intrigue had already sunk its teeth into Remi. There was no other choice but just to take the day off and see this through to the end. She allowed her arms to fall freely to her sides; a purple hammer suddenly materialized within her left. Kneeling down to the pile of wood left in the wake of Tsukimaru's shoulder charge, she gave it a quick tap with the hammer. Bit of bit, the pieces levitated and fluttered back into place, linking up, parts to a nearly unsolvable puzzle refitted into their former, unremarkable shape. She was tempted to restore it back to its former glory, but that would look dreadfully out of place, genuinely suspicious. With her work done, her hammer blinked out of existence, and she walked off to join the search in the next room.

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