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Post by mella dawnblade on Jan 25, 2017 3:34:42 GMT
Today was a bit of unusual as it was not every day where the Hollow Class gets to go out on a field trip. To the Human World no less! It certainly was the chat of the day for these students, Mella included as she had to deal with Mint being hyper. "Can you believe it Mella? We get to actually visit the Human World for once!" Mint chirped up as Mella chuckled before doing a harmless flick on Mint's forehead. Of course she didn't use that particular technique, so it really was just a harmless flick. However Mella has used that technique on Mint before and thus caused the poor girl to flinch expecting to be knocked a few meters back. Only to be surprised that it didn't happen as Mella found amusement from Mint's sudden change of expression. "Aww why did you do that before? I thought you were gonna do that stupid technique again..."
Mint whined as Mella smirked watching her adorable expression. "As if i would pass up the chance to see your face when i don't use the head poke yet you acted like i did it anyways." Mint kind of puffed her cheeks like a child before turning her head over to the side with a pouting expression. "Now you're just being mean!" Mella giggled as they stood in front of the Senkaimon with the instructor and a few of the senior students present. "Alright, huddle up and this is how it goes. We're going on this field trip to both get you familiar with some areas of the Human World as well as give you an introduction of how to deal with Hollows hands-on experience. You're all to form a group with at least three other members, and by no means should you be alone. The extent of this field trip is no more than one hundred miles from the Karasu River, so if any of you exceed past this limit you best have a damn good explanation or else consider yourself exiled from the Academy and you can never be a Shinigami! Do i make myself clear?!" The instructor was a bit more fired up than usual, but nonetheless the class agreed to these conditions. Mella formed a group with Mint and one other person that Mella happened to have seen during the training in the training grounds. With that, the group marched through the Senkaimon and would appear at the grassy hills next to the Karasu River.
Minutes became hours and hours into days. Those days shifted into months then into years. Precisely how long ago had an image etched onto her mind? Since first known breath her first oldest recalled memory left its lasting impression as though engraved on her very soul. Gaia's scorching breath raged across yellow and orange blood that flowed across dark lands. The hellish landscape brought peace to her resting mind. She hadn't recalled a night without that dream but it never brought her discomfort. Closed lids barely opened barely revealing tired azure pool that gazed off into space above. "It is night." The cool breeze felt nice against bare skin although her bedding wasn't very comfortable.
Her petite frame balanced on its back atop a tall tree, laying in a branch with legs hanging off both sides and palms used as a head rest. Sumire rested soundly in this makeshift bed since sun fall. No being nor creature would bring fear into her heart for the greatest fear was her own desire. With no Humans running around due to a chain of murders nobody came into the park tonight. Hollow were the cause but none were in the area that she could fell. Oh well, even if did any show up it might be a good wakeup call. She did need to get moving due to her stomach growling. A hungry Sumire made for bad company.
Post by mella dawnblade on Feb 1, 2017 6:27:47 GMT
Mella took the moment to look around as she witnesses the scarlet dyed sky lingering over them. Her rose red eyes scanning the area for a moment as Mint was going over the set of tasks they were given. It was actually pretty simple as Mint would mention. "It seems we're to patrol the north side of this town and purify Hollows in the vicinity. Additionally we're supposed to perform a Konso on any souls we come across. That's all it really says." Mint informed the group of three including herself of what they are supposed to do.
Of course they're all equipped with Asachis which is basically a blank Zanpakutou so they all have ways of purifying the Hollows. Though Mella is more of a up front fighter, and Mint is more of a Kido User as well. So in terms of combat with just the two of them Mella is the assault method and Mint is aware to provide both support and ranged attacks to make Mella's job much easier. However the third member is a different question because he just has this egotistic aura about himself and seemed to automatically claimed himself to be the leader of the group. "Very well then, both of you ladies will follow behind me and provide support. Wouldn't want either of you to get injure during this field trip." This might be a nice gesture to some people, but it was an insult to Mella's abilities in her eyes. Mella frowned before turning her glare towards the male before making her point clear. "I'll have you know I can handle my fair share of battle just like yourself. So no thank you, but I'll be fighting alongside you." However this man was about to tick Mella off even more as he smirked before reaching up to lightly hold Mella's face with his hand. "Did I give you permission to speak young flower?" Mella's eyes quickly turned sharp and flared with anger as she deliberately punched him in the face that made stagger backwards.
"Did I give you permission to speak... Honestly were you born under a rock or six feet under?! I don't need your damn permission to speak however the hell I want to!" Mella was causing quite a commotion as she honestly had every right to in this case. Her face was tinged with fury because she was so pissed off at this guy. However the main reason why Mella didn't shove a foot up his rectum is because Mint managed to dissuade her temper enough to just walk away. A couple of other guys who were watching the scene unfold chuckled as Mella stormed off to the north with Mint. Granted Mella is usually a chill person and even throws in a couple of flirts here and there. But this was neither the place nor time for such attitude as there is a time to be casual and there is other times for a more professional air about her.
Post by AMANOHARA SUMIRE on Feb 3, 2017 9:35:01 GMT
Several Shinigami apparently gathered around but their attentions seemed dispersed throughout Karakura. Sumire hadn’t directed her attention towards them simply because they were little concern until a spiritual human reared his ugly face. The man wearing only a black trench coat with long red hair was a known local pervert who violated women and men alike. Truly a sick man and one Sumire didn’t care for. He was weak but his powers of hypnosis were dangerous. He had noticed Sumire lounging in the tree and attempted to speak to her, however, rather than responding vocally Sumire sliced her finger with her own nail causing a single drop of blood to fall. That one bit of blood became a mass of black particles like ashen razor blades.
She simply willed them around the man who began screaming as every open hole was shoved inside; even in placees not fit for younger audiances. She game him no remorse and made his death painfully slow. After all, why bother giving something like him an easy death? Actually, why give him death at all/ Simply ripping off what made him a male like a certain fish in Africa would suffice just nicely.
Post by mella dawnblade on Feb 4, 2017 9:51:34 GMT
Mella was pissed off at the recent events as Mint continued to follow close behind her silver haired friend. "Mella, you have to calm down and think more carefully. I know things might be a bit unfair, but he technically was our teammate. I don't think we're supposed to turn on each other anyways." Mint spoke with that sweet tone of hers. Mella looked over her shoulder with the eye of hatred for a moment before she exhaled her frustrations out. Unfortunately Mella has to tolerate this guy to some extent because it is her duty to work as a group for this field trip. After all, it is not the end of the world and this trip won't last forever.
"Fine, but i can't say any promises that i won't chop off the thing that identifies him as a male if he so much as advances on either of us again." Mella warned while empathizing the word 'male' through her seething teeth to hold her anger towards that particular Shinigami wanna-be. Mint nervously giggled before looking over her shoulder to see that man was indeed following them about twenty meters away from the two. He was wiping off the small bit of blood running from his nose as Mella packed one hell of a punch on that one. "Save your breath from relaying the message, i don't even need to hear what was just said to hazard a guess of what will happen."
So long as this man understood that, Mella has no problem other than she's still wary of him. Mint was still being the diplomatic neutral individual trying to persuade two sides to cooperate with each other. For now they're basically under a cease fire until this trip is over. Mella looked over at Mint with her rose red eyes before popping the question. "Your sensing abilities is greater than my own, so I'll be relying on you to scout out the Hollows that are out of sight as well as near us. Mine shouldn't be that bad if they're close, but still it's safer if you keep an eye out on both ranges just in case." Mint simply nodded her head in agreement before the male shinigami spoke up. "I know of some Bakudo, so I can try to bind them if they're multiple targets. That way we can focus on the remaining who aren't bound before we finish the bounded off. If it is only a minute at tops." So he seems to have some use after all in Mella's eyes rather than just boasting his abilities. Still it would be useful for them, and so they began scouting further up north.
"Wait... I'm picking up something, but it's not... a Hollow. At least i don't think so." Mint spoke up rather uncertain. Since it was neither a Hollow nor a friendly Shinigami from what Mint can tell. Still it was too far away for her to get a good reading of the energy. Both Mella and the male looked back at Mint as they were standing atop one of the building's roofs. "Are you sure you're not picking up other Shinigami's spiritual pressures?" The male asked as Mella remained quiet before Mint responded. "No, they're not that far out yet. The nearest patrol to this energy I'm wanting to say about two hundred meters away, but if you include us we're about one hundred and fifty meters at estimation." The male looked like he was about to criticize Mint's abilities, but one glance at Mella's piercing glare silenced his tongue before the words rolled out from his lips. "In what direction?" Mella asked with a strict yet a little less harsh compared to how her glare is right now. Mint just silently pointed over at a nearby mound where some trees can be found. With it being at night, neither of them can really tell much from this distance so the trio began advancing their way over towards that direction.
Post by AMANOHARA SUMIRE on Feb 8, 2017 3:47:30 GMT
Wicked and twisted were her actions yet deflowing innocent maidens cannot be forgiven. Those whom abuse their powers require purging from existence. They cannot be allowed to survive Sumire's vision of the new world ruled by old laws. Black dust particles light up somewhere between azure and white flames as they sliced him away slowly. During their spiral an opening formed slightly larger than her extending right arm that reached inside. With but just her right pointer finger she poked his chest. His entire being would become none existent, even the soul itself would be destroyed. Even if her powers could not destroy a soul she would kill his soul form and send him into the cycle of reincarnation.
However, whilst his physical burned away Sumire's eyes widened with an unknown formula being placed inside her power. Somehow, and unknown was known from within her spiritual core. Space itself slowly bent and contorted his body into an odd shape. A melancholic expression with neutral yet somber feelings, the physical form diminished away and so too the spiritual leaving nothing behind. "Ah, I see." Space fixed itself as the new power faded away but still pulsed within her chest. What was it? Was it nice? It felt nice but...
Post by mella dawnblade on Feb 16, 2017 4:34:47 GMT
"Wait... one of them is just... gone." Mint informed the other two as Mella immediately grew concerned if not even more cautious. "What do you mean gone?" However Mella's question was silently answered as they finally came upon their destination. Mella arrived first by a few seconds since she used Flash Step to get here. It was just in time when Sumire poked a young male on the chest before Mella witnessed the horrifying events before her eyes. Dying was one thing, but to think even the soul itself was destroyed as well was almost unthinkable. Her pink rose eyes sharpening into a glare at the female as Mella can detect a good amount of spiritual pressure now that Mella is close to this newcomer. Mint and the other male arrived behind Mella.
"State your name." Mella asked as she was testing to see if Sumire can hear them, however Mella kept a firm right hand on her blank Zanpakutou just in case if Sumire is more than she seems to be. Of course Mella is already under the impression that Sumire is not a normal human for she has never heard of a human destroying a soul. Then again she's still in the Academy with very minimum experience, but still Mella didn't expect to see this so soon after she arrived into the Human World. "Mella, she most likely can't hear us. I don't think we need to worry about her, but we should conduct an investigation as to where that other presence went." Mint suggested, and normally Mella would agree had she not seen Sumire's actions beforehand. However she shook her head before speaking up once more. "She's the one who killed him. Not just his physical body either, and she has an incredible power within her as well. If anything stay on your toes." The male smirked and for once Mint was looking at Mella with disbelief. "Are you sure you're not crazy? No human can have powers. We're taught how to deal with Hollows, not interrogate the very ones we're supposed to be protecting." Honestly Mella can't believe that they're even doubting the possibility, but then again Mella would've doubted such a thing existed had she not witnessed it before her very own eyes.
Post by AMANOHARA SUMIRE on Feb 17, 2017 8:04:31 GMT
Two unknowns nearby held possible trouble for our lone heroine. Without aiming towards peace blood shall pour however Sumire curbed her spiritual pressure. Black particles slowly spiraled around her feet densely compressed into what seemed some abnormal wiggling liquid mass. With narrow eyes glancing towards their direction Sumire’s lips parted with caution and some worry. “He abused his powers to seduce women.” Simply put, direct and strait forwards as to avoid misunderstandings. With two Soul Reapers nearby there might be more, however, she kept wits about her. Maybe they wouldn’t consider Sumire a thread however things didn’t always end up how she wanted.
“Consider me neither friend nor foe, however, come talk with me so we may understand one another.” She was aiming to avoid combat. Her words were cold but stood true to what she was saying. While not normally so open avoiding any unneeded conflict would help her get far. She detested killing those who didn’t need killing but – “if you worry as I, then we have little to worry over. Draw your swords if you so wish, be prepared to weave your spells, however, my claws will not lash out unless your fangs and mystic ways are first.”
Post by mella dawnblade on Feb 18, 2017 4:13:20 GMT
Sumire's words seemed to anger the male shinigami-in-training as he was about to draw out his sword with a frown. "Why you cocky son of a..." However Mella took a step back while turning the hilt of her sword towards her stomach and causes the bottom part of her scabbard to strike at the male's hilt and prevents it from being drawn as Mella applies pressure to resist movement. Thus silenced whatever words was about to come out of his mouth, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out the rest. Mint now looked concerned with worry as Sumire obviously express that she can hear them and even see them from the looks of it. Meanwhile the male looked angrily at Mella as she once again metaphorically yank the invisible leash on his neck.
"Do you dare to take her threats so lightly?!" So he took it as a threat, and Mint was quiet though seems to be prepared to use her Kidou if need be. Honestly Mella feels the same, however she is wary of what Sumire is capable of. Mella would sigh as she raised her hand and harmlessly flicks the male on his forehead. Causing the poor shinigami to be knocked back 100 meters at Cero speeds from them. "Mint if you would be a dear and make sure that he doesn't go around rounding up the others. I don't want this to become a worse situation if I can help it." Mint was equally as surprised as bewildered at Mela's decision, however she would quietly depart with a Flash Step. Mella had a feeling that he would only cause tension to rise due to his quick to anger nature, so she sent him away. "I want you to tell what happened so that I can understand. You're not my enemy and I'd prefer to keep it that way."
Post by AMANOHARA SUMIRE on Feb 18, 2017 14:22:16 GMT
Direct confrontation with Soul Reapers had not yet been attempted by Sumire. Their role involved purifying demons called Hollow while protecting Humans from them, however, secretly, and rarely, among them were those with spiritual awareness. Among them few stood out with one being Sumire. A gentle glance over gave Sumire little information about the one who made herself known or why she attacked her partner just moments before. Her attire consisted of a white and red version of a Soul Reaper’s likened to possible nobility or trainee however Sumire wasn’t knowledgeable in Soul Reaper customs. “As I said, he used his powers to seduce and violate women.” Sumire’s spiritual pressure remained stagnant, low but still prepared for a possible sneak attack.
The two, three, and possibly more, Soul Reapers kept Sumire on edge but given they did not provoke her she would not provoke in return. “Such people are no better than those creatures called Hollow. As a fellow woman, I am sure you can understand.” Between Humans, Sumire had no trouble with spiritual races so long those with gifts did not directly interfere with Soul Society. “My surname is Amanohara. Amanohara Sumire.” Rather they called her by her surname or first was inconsequence. Understanding them was something Sumire had wanted but never done. With silence came thought; Sumire dipping into her pocket pulling out a small bag of candy. The bag was gripped by a small portion of the black dust that surrounded her, shaped like a thin tendril it held the brown cloth bag then extended towards her to drop in their hands.
The tendrils movements were casual yet careful as to not provoke offensive action. “Cheery, lemon, orange, and blue raspberry; take a few.” A gesture of acquaintanceship. It was not much but was something anyway as a kindness.
Post by mella dawnblade on Feb 20, 2017 18:43:01 GMT
As someone who had to put a man in his place not even an hour ago Mella can understand where Sumire was coming from. Though Mella couldn't exactly kill him like Sumire was able to because her duty called to maintain her temper. Mella's red and white uniform seem to resemble that of a Soul Reaper's usual attire. However compared to that Mella's attire is like the lowest tier armor anyone just starting out in a game would have. Mella's sword isn't really anything that would be unique by the hilt itself and the scabbard isn't elaborative either. The hilt consists of a black thread forming white diamond shaped spaces and a brass plain pommel rests at the end. The tsuga is also brass as well, but it only forms a complete circle with some nicks that would suggest it has been used before.
"I can't deny that such people exists in the Human World, and such people normally would be cast in Hell if they committed too many sins to atone for." Mella began wondering about what she could do. All living beings by nature need to reproduce in order to keep their legacy and their species living even if they themselves won't be able to live that much longer due to disease that is always lingering around everyone's lives. This much Mella is aware of, and as such she can't fall for the purpose of such activity. But when someone is actively searching for those desires no matter what the partner says about it then that's technically a sin.
"Well Amanohara it's good to know your name at least. My name is Mella Dawnblade." Mella would be curtesy enough to bow politely to Sumire before the tendril was formed by the dark particles that actually makes Mella wary of. She's seen what it can do to that male, and Mella doesn't wish to share the same fate. However seeing that it was holding a bag and the movements were mixed with casual and hesitant. Mella's point of view was changed as she viewed it as a test of whether or not Amanohara could trust Mella. Seeing the grip loosen around the bag, Mella's left hand quickly extended out to catch the bag on her palm. Now knowing that it was a small bag of candy that contained cherry, lemon, orange, and blue raspberry. Mella would get one of each before turning her rose pink eyes to Sumire. "I got no qualms over who deserves to die and who doesn't. However you might want to tread more carefully next time. The Soul Society doesn't tolerate if the souls themselves are being destroyed before they can even be called a Plus Soul." Mella would warn before handing the bag of candy back as she held the cherry flavored between her lips now.
Post by AMANOHARA SUMIRE on Feb 21, 2017 3:40:51 GMT
Mella's worries were well placed in Sumire's eyes. Whatever position she held Sumire's current stance would've stayed weary. Both parties tonight treaded lightly though maybe Sumire could show the same amount of compassion sooner or later. The tendrils retracted keeping active still for several more seconds before deactivating. If she had to give a reason it was simply because keeping her power active made her hungry, whether or not how much this was true Sumire wouldn't admit. "Thank you, Dawnblade." A lack of formality by simply using last names without honorifics. So, not all Soul Reapers were sticklers for rules or maybe she was simply sating Sumire since she could be purged if Sumire willed it. Or maybe she could take down Sumire and letting her go with a slap on the hand.
Sumire's gave a soft smile and bow out of thanks, though it was given with half effort and more of a nod. Sumire could read people to some degree albeit not well as others, however, from what she knew she did understand worry. "I am curious. If you do not mind, why were there three of you here? Soul Reapers don't normally wear such colorful clothing either."
Post by mella dawnblade on Mar 3, 2017 19:36:56 GMT
Mella thought about it for a moment since she should not discuss important matters to anyone outside of Soul Society even if it is only for a Field Trip for Soul Reapers in training. It certainly wasn't something that Mella could just run her mouth about for hours without a care in the world. "We're patrolling this section of Karakura Town to help eradicate as many Hollows as we can. That is until we detected a spike in spiritual pressure coming from this direction, so we went out of our jurisdiction because nobody else was over here. Besides if it was indeed a Hollow we wouldn't allow it to leave other than purifying it."
Mella answered as she purposely didn't say anything about her uniform. As she couldn't simply say that they're students because that would imply that they have a teacher in the vicinity which in technicality they do. But Mella's teacher is all the way over at the river. "We're part of a different unit as we're here to do a sweep of cleansing Hollows. Honestly I'm hoping we can reduce the numbers a bit since Karakura has been like a beehive for the longest time with spiritual activity. If anything i believe we can give Karakura Town a few days of peace from Hollow activity." The young soul reaper admits as while she technically wasn't lying Mella couldn't list any specifics. One could say that this was part of Mella's training of being a full fledged soul reaper.
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