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Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 1, 2018 22:48:52 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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It was day, the bright sphere in the sky kissed this side of the world with warmth and offered energy where it was needed, those caught within this warmth were often people with a purpose or a goal, while the less fortunate were forced into participation in societies antics. Beneath this same sun, humanity was suppose to rule and unlike the night, where monsters revealed themselves, the sun was to offer protection and safety, yet that too, was an illusion. Butterscotch for hues saw through this facade once, and with that, she never saw the same again, no matter how hard she tried, no matter how much she drunk and no matter how much she threw her riots… It seemed a war was to come again… And without her dearest friend, she found herself reverted back into a past that was within a new present day and co-existing.
Unlike those walking, those attempting to get from place to place with job in mind and desire often second, those same hues that saw things for what they were directed themselves left to right and back left, the sign for stop was a new law to her and one that she learned to yield to. Allowing a few to cross the street with patience, she was a little antsy with a mission in mind and this mission led her to Karakura town, down the same streets her dearest friend traveled with some form of desperation and to a familiar place this motorcycle got its repair done. She heard a story or two, perhaps a few other things and by asking here and there, she gained a little something.
Purest in blood, without a single doubt, the way she carried herself from stance and demeanor made seem quite confident, while the features of her face expressed themselves in vast ranges, however despite the name change, there were things she couldn’t hide. Her being a Quincy was once, an echt had a stain to their soul unlike their halfbred members. With the wake of her powers, the two hundred years of sleep, she felt more empowered to help and so, she was going to in whatever ways she could… Though, noone really knew what side she was going to help, aside from a few.
Pulling the motorbike to park up, she leaned up with the turn and pull of the key, kicking her leg for the prop as she removed herself from the bike. Pocketing the key, she hands moved to remove her helmet, upon lifting and with the shake of her head combined with a comforted sigh. Emerald bangs fell upon her forehead while the lengthy locks fell.
fell upon her shoulders, accordingly in place to its style. With the place of her helmet upon the seat, the clack of her heels sent her own her way into a building looking for a specific individual, somewhere on the name as ‘Gage’. With the pull of the door, she walked right on in with a cheery smile that brightened her all around energy, however, there was another form too.
“Excuse me?” She spoke with elegance, femininity, and yet, there was an accent of some sort. It was normal for the Quincy to greet as soon as she walked into a building, it was forced into her being in some ways. Thus, she made sure to present a heavenly smile..
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Your infection shall have its final dance.
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It was a beautiful day outside, the gradient of colors stretching across all the warmest hues. Tall wisps of clouds stretch across the sky, slowly drifting across the edge of his world. He was oblivious to it all though. Work was all that he had, preparing and studying. There was little time for the smaller things in life when the big things were at risk. He had taken some time out of one of his days to try, calling Sayuri on her phone but not reaching her he left a message. He waited a day for some kind of response but he was not one to play small cat and mouse games, instead deciding that he was wasting his time. If she had anything that she was wanting to share with him she would call him.
Inside his house, the door to his garage open, he squats in front of the oven eyeing his latest creation. Marble would love these. His own Zanpakto spirit was inexperience in every sense of the word, appearing to be about the age of a ten year old or there about. She had so much she didn't know, instead taking her chance at only guessing what some things are like. Food, for example, were all so straight forward and lacked any complexity in their taste. In her inner world she genuinely believed that muffins tasted like pure sugar, stars were glowing bubbles that fell from the sky and that water didn't get you wet. In reality it was all rather cute, Gage taking his time around work to make her small trinkets and foods to add to her collection of knowledge so that she would know what they were like. He was hesitant to make her anything with meat in it, not sure how she would react to the thought that there were animals that we as humans ate. Anyone approaching him would be able to trace him to the source of the smell, his attention entirely on his baking.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 2, 2018 1:12:25 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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“Hm.” Gentle in scent, she caught it and chose to follow. With a bit of navigation, a little bit of being nosey and curious too, she found herself peeking around a corner with her butterscotch hues narrowing themselves to darkened haired man, holding his attention got baking in a way and possibly, this attention is what made him not hear her. She did hope this was not a form or a classification of home invading, as she did not want to be fined… Though. Sayuri did say this man was rather friendly and quite consideration, which is weird, as she tried to pick out the bad in people so she didn’t seem nice. Moving back into her curious nature, she waited to see if this man would’ve noticed the fact, she invaded some of his privacy, in her mind and is staring with a cheery smile.
“Hello. Perchance, are you Gage?” She questioned with a friendly ring to her tone. ‘Spite of her friendliness, she almost sounded like she was looking for him. As and if he chose to gloss her, she had a stance was that perfect to her posture, like her beloved friend, her walk was almost the same… Lissa just had a bit more of a bounce to hers as she invaded to a bit closer. Knowing full and well, he was Gage, just close enough to have a bit more casual conversation without unneeded pitches to tone. “Oh. Uh, hello. I am Lissa Lotte.” She said, starting to bow, but she stopped and chose to extend her hand instead, the change in life was still getting to her as she introduced herself. Replacing her bow with the extending hand, she smiled.
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She was right, her mild sneakiness and his unattentiveness made it more than easy for her to literally 'walk' into his home unbeknownst to him and without even setting off the slightest metal alarm that she was approaching. She arrived just in time though, Gage grabbing a mitten and pulling the oven open, the heat washing over his face as he looks upon the golden love that is his newest creation. Pumpkin Spice Muffins free of cloves, a unique spice that he didn't care to add to his food. Pulling them free he sets them on the stone counter and eyes them, a couple of the muffins being over filled in the pan making them pour over their cups slightly. He would only keep the perfect ones, the slightly marred ones being designated as his newest mid day snack. The pleasure he felt though was interrupted as a voice from behind him startles him.
“Hello. Perchance, are you Gage?” Jumping slightly at the friendly tone he tenses up. He hated being startled, going out of his way to be prepared for everything so as to help keep his nerves under control. Spinning about he is greeted with a beautiful young woman, his breath no longer caught in his chest. "Oh Jesus you scared me." Reaching out and shaking her hand he tries to calm down. "Yeah, I am Gage. What can I do for you?"
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 3, 2018 20:07:15 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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“Ah! I apologize!” She said with a strain in her feminine done, more than shock but amusement. Biting her tongue with gentleness with the forcing withheld laughter and keeping her brighten smile at her welcoming, which was good in more ways than one. She was too pretty to be in jail. So with a mixture of relief and her friendliness, she appeared with glee in frame as he shook her hand. It was an all around good feeling that aired her. “I do hope I am not disturbing your meal time.” She stated with the retract of her hand, if he had let go. If he hadn’t, he was more than welcomed to hold her hand, as Lissa was that type of person.
“Oh. Well. I am in need for a service, more so for checking something than equal repair.” She revealed with ease, turning her head to where she enter from. In truth, she wanted to dig around in the bike herself, but she did not have any experience in that field. “You should be quite familiar with the bike to.” She confessed with a bit too much amusement to her. Oh yes, she was playful enough to leave a cliffhanger. Had he not been holding her hand, she would grab his and proceeded to energetically, without much consideration for Gage, pull him along to the bike, that easily belonged to Sayuri. “A flamingo told me about you, with a good word, so I thought you'd be excellent help.” Ah, now she had to feel around for their friendship.
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Laughing his nerves away he bends over and pats his knees, trying to realease the last of the edge in his voice. "No worries, no worries. Just didn't know any one was coming over." His voice was friendly, inviting, as if he had known her for years and had no issue that a complete stranger had just walked into his home. Her opinion was correct though. She was far to pretty to be in jail, the concrete walls likely sapping many years of her beauty away.
"The muffins aren't for me. I was baking them for a friend. Not all of them are as nice as I would have liked though." Still though he was pleased with his work. He was by no means a professional baker, these being made more by a science than an art with the recipe being followed to a gram. Something about her speech though was odd, lacking much of the more common 'modern' sentence structure that people develop just by being in crowds or even with friends. It was as if she had learned to speak from a medieval movie.
Laughing at the Flamingo comment he grins. "Sure, I have no problem looking over what ever you have. I can't make any promises but I'll bet you a muffin that I can fix what ever seems to be the issue." Gage smiles at the air between them. Friendly people don't just walk into your home, at least not in real life. Best to make the most of it while he could.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 3, 2018 22:25:59 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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“Practice does make perfect. So. It should be the thought that would make it sweeter.” She stated, with a nod, she simply led him to said bike, respectively named Sarah, and its condition seemed wonderful, the same condition it was left in when it was returned by to Sayuri. Taking the key from her pocket, she tossed it to Gage with the cant of her head and a smile, her hues closing to. “The flamingo was Sayuri. And you should remember her, this is Sarah.” She said, her attention changing to the bike as she motioned to the side to collect a few things.
“The issue is a device.” Placing her hand upon her helmet, that sat upon the seat, she lifted it by the strip and used her other hand to pointed at the base of the bike. “‘Tis weird, I know. However, there is something inside here that enables one to track the owner..” She paused, her gaze turning back to Gage. She didn’t reveal concern or express much outside of a smile or cheeriness. It was more weird to her, technology was an interesting thing too. Sayuri was not a person that liked being follow or found in the slightest, when she was gone, she was gone and if she didn’t answer, she wanted to be left alone. Naturally, she did answer and would even go as far as to say leave her be.
“It is not just the bike I am here for…” She admitted, her voice becoming a bit lower with her facial expression becoming a bit more gloomy, her smile holding, but breaking. “But, one thing at a time” She changed right back into a cheery air..
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"I hope so, I am only so good a baker," Gage catches the keys, raising an eyebrow at the mention of Sayuri. At least he was getting some work references, albeit from someone that does not return phone calls. "Like...a GPS..." again she surprises him with her lack of modern familiarization but brushing it aside he goes to the bike. "They are not that uncommon, quiet a few people have them installed to keep the bike from getting stolen and if they are taken then you can just turn the GPS on and find out where they took it too so you can get it back."
Looking over the bike nothing immediately stands out to him, the majority of it being the same as before. Taking a knee he begins to look closer, inspecting some of the more up close spaces, interior of the paneling and finally on the bottom of the skid plate he finds it, pulling out a small box the size of a key fob. Interesting to say the least. Generally GPS's were installed connected internally and out of sight so that a thief could not remove it but this was simply held in place by magnets. With out question this was planted, someone tracking her location through her bike. "What's going on? This isn't hers. Someone is following her. What happened?" The tone of his voce goes quickly from friendly to stern, the situation developing into something much more serious in a heartbeat. The only connection to what happened had brought him the bike and if she knew anything she was going to tell him.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 4, 2018 20:02:11 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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Crossing her arms over her chest, her head lowered with her eyes closing at the discovery and for a moment, a mere moment, her expression reflected concern or perplexity to the situation. His questions were not assisting the issue at hand, however, it was upon his question that her expression render itself back into glee as she looked to him with a smile. “Ah. Sayuri is an interesting one.” She said with bemusement to her tone, endearment towards her friend with a light heart. “Within her absence of two weeks. Her fraction, is what I call it, staged coup d'état and also joined the Wandenreich.” She explained the details with quite the ease to her tone, no concern whatsoever hindering her. She glossed right over what happened to cause her friend to go missing, which is ionically, the same timeframe which she did not return any calls too.
“I fear that is all I can share in that regard.” She smiled brightly with her hues narrowing, it really was not her place to explain everything to him, it was a trust thing. Internally, she was bothered a great deal, however, she expected this much. She was a woman with quite a mind on her, everything would get resolved one way to another.. Unfolding her arms with the drop to her side. “You'd have to find her and ask.” She sounded a bit bothered with the thought, maybe, she was happier there? Maybe… She stopped herself. “Which has moved me to my next objective.” She paused. For someone who was her best friend, she was rather nonchalant. Opposite to friend, who was always serious and kept to a facade. Her hand rose to her jawline as those buttery hues peered upon Gage. Oh yes. She had a plan.
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The amused expression on Gages face does not return. He did not like how this conversation had turned out even less so liked how his friend had vanished supposedly being tracked. His initial impression of Lissa made him feel that while she was not directly the cause of her disappearance she knew more than she was sharing. On top of that apparently Sayuri has a fraction? Those were normally unique to members of hueco Mundo. Even if it did stage a coup d'etat and join the wardenReich it hardly answers the question of what she's doing with one in the first place. But, maybe it was just an information miscommunication.
This would be Lissa's chance to tell him the truth. If she didn't take it now he was going to get it out of her either way. Better she do it on her own accord than to try hiding it. "Go on." Gage walks the GPS over to a counter and digs through some cables before producing an adapter for the GPS. He would at least be able to pull the make and model of it. With a little bit of time he would probably be able to find the person who bought it and source it to whoever is tracking it.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 6, 2018 4:23:04 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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Unsureness painted her face for a moment, despite her bright smile and pleasantness, she was concerned and worried. Pulling a small device from her back pocket, cellular device eight inches in length and four inches in width, it was a touch screen and for someone that was not technology advanced, she learned some things from a few people. “I want you to locate her.” She said simply, her voice lowering just a slight as her fingers dotted upon her screen. “She is in…” She couldn’t remember the word, but she did mark all this down. Her ability to communicate was rather limited, the language she knew was all, but dead. As her fingers trailed for a moment, the pretty glisten of a metal like surface revealed itself, it was her Quincy Cross around a chain that wrapped multiple times around her wrist.
“She had been abducted by a creature, however, from what I found out. She is in a place called…” Peering up from her device, she narrowed her hues at Gage with her pronunciation becoming slow for a moment. “Hueco Mundo..?” She said, almost asking to be corrected. She heard it was a place of sand, where true monsters liked to linger and to be more honest, it was a ground that the Quincy sound to takeover. That much she was not too sure on.
Turning her attention to what he may have been doing, she canted her head without much ability to understand, but with a slight logic, she got an idea. “Her fraction isn’t quite fodder.” She voiced her thought on that not working, quite knowing the source of where it came from, just not the individuals, she knew all too well of the leash that Sayuri was kept on. “It is like a company, that can and will conduct much like a military organization.” Gesturing with her hands, without dropping her phone. “These legions.. I believe the word is platoons. Gathering? Collection? Group..? Group.” She paused a moment to adjust her language, she was not good with long winded conversation.
“Are disguised as doctors or business men and women with spiritual abilities, working in pharmaceuticals or hospitals. Word of mouth, the founder of this organization never desired for it to be weaponized, it was to offer protection and recovery comfort for those beyond the ability to see their illusory world; those wanting a new life.” She explained to the best of her ability, even giving some history to get to the point and where Sayuri would be needed. “It was a written law to them to never chose a side, Arrancar, Shinigami or Quincy. This law was founded centuries ago, from my time period, by a man, the ancestor of Sayuri and the creator of this organization. Granted, it was a lot smaller. It isn’t massive, but the amount of those aware is concerning...”
“It was with years of passage, along with the death of Sayuri’s father, that the organization changed to her brother as heir, which due to his sudden death, it was changed to Sayuri. Are you understanding me thus far?” She paused for a moment, after her long winded explaining and blinked. “Ah. Nonetheless. The point is… The Mare is a sub-organization attempting to abuse the Suzume Company for their own greed.” She clapped her hands together with the close of her hues.
“Flamingo has aided quite the many, despite her desire for isolation and desire to not have the company, she will care when she hears this. As this was the one rule she did not want broken. Even if it was for the Shinigami, she still forbid it.” Pulling a note from her side pocket, she extended it to Gage, easily. She knew he was willing and able to help, considering she poked Sayuri until she told her about her day, her bike and such on.“And.. to be quite honest.. She does not talk about these matters and it wouldn't shock me if she allowed them to track her. If they told her to jump, she would as high as she could.” She murmured those words with a bit of disgust.
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Gage frowned at the implications of the situation. Humans as a whole are not spiritual. They lack a spark to give them the limits of their truest potential. However that means to survive in a world that has no real use for brute strength they must develop a level of cunning that none of the other spiritual races had such a requirement for. If her company turned against her, against her brother as well, then there is a chance that they intend to over throw her to have access to her right. Political Warfare was not Gage's forte but it always created an environment for him to thrive.
"Alright. So this Mare. Where can I find them? Anything on them at all?" Gage continues to tap away at his laptop, scrolling through pages of information on the web to identify the name and manufacturer of the GPS until it was identified. As soon as he knew what the company was he pulls out his phone. A direct link to Lani at all times did have a great benefit even though sometimes he felt as if he was never really alone to enjoy his privacy. Sending her a message he instructs her to find the owner of this particular GPS by the Serial Number and find out who has been eyeing the coordinates that it is relaying. Ten to fifteen minuets was expected giving Gage some time to think about his next move.
"If she is in Hueco Mundo then that is where we are going. I am not going to let another one get lost in these insane political games," Sayuri is not the first he has know of that was involved with organizations that had minds of their own. Every time one is put together someone in its ranks thinks that they can do better or deserve more. It was the pitfall of a society. Greed controls all. Pulling out his phone Gage taps away a message, rereading it before sending it on its way to a private recipient.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 7, 2018 0:59:34 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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“...” Falling silent with the lower of her gaze. “No.” She answer with quite the rushing waves resounding throughout her mind. It was true, she was from a time long since gone and there was many things she could not understand, but the nature of people, emotions and their ability to think were the things she understood. Even behavior. There was a slight chance she knew where to ‘locate’ them, but she couldn’t even begin to suggest what to look for, meaning, it would put everyone in the worst situation. She only knew this much due to being nosey, looking into things and invading every inch of privacy her friend had. “She does not open for anyone, unless she needs something done or an objection completed. Other than that, I would not be able to openly identify these individuals.” She explained simply, Sayuri was quite the secretive type, she did not involve others unless she truly had to. She could have friends, but keep them quite distant.. Lissa was an example of this.
“I believe Sayuri has been aware for quite sometime. I don’t know why. As much as I hate to admit it. I do not understand her that well.” She canted her head with a loose smile, to this. “There is an issue.” She cut upon the visit and venture to Hueco Mundo, “With the we.” She made herself clear as she held up her hand, “I do not think it would be ideal for me to go such a place. It will be against the agreement made, if I chose to defend myself.” Showing her Quincy Cross.
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"So your a Quincy," slight turn of events but he had no issue with it and as far as he was aware neither should she. They are known for being some of the most skilled Hollow hunters found anywhere, as long as they are left to develop their skills. "I don't see any problems with that. Why would you having to defend yourself be an issue? If we are going to Hueco Mundo, by the doings of a human or not, then you defending yourself should be no problem. Least of all to you." Gage was starting to get a bit irritated. Not nessisarily with Lissa herself but with the situation at hand. He was not the one you come to for problems that need fixing through diplomacy. He was a blacksmith. A weapons forger. Most of all he considered himself The Hammer of the human world. He took little consideration to feelings of people involved if it threatened the lives around him, or more dangerously so for the opponent, his friends.
"What could possibly stop you from wanting to go to get Sayuri? Don't tell me you are worried about having to fight hollows," He could tell that she was entirely outclassed by him with strength and skill but she offered something that he didn't have currently. Sayuri might need her when he gets there, not expecting to see a 'stranger' if that is how she considered him. Lissa was a friendly face that could provide some security for her while Gage took care of some heavy lifting. Hammers don't hug well.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 7, 2018 2:18:56 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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“Yes.” She answered with the nod of her head and almost expressed annoyance to insult. She did not take pleasure in using her returning abilities against anything but other Quincy, especially… After what she found out in the older days. It was not that she didn’t desire helping Sayuri, it was other things upon her plate that caused her to feel a way towards the situation. In other ways, she was passive towards everything else. She did not express the fact of being bothered, but there was more issues than she wanted to share in not going. “Has the laws changed?” She questioned with her hand moving to her mouth, cupping her chin for a moment of thought. It was illegal for the Quincy to advance beyond their world last she remembered, did recusing a friend change the play? Not like she enjoyed using her abilities in such ways.
She did not gauge the abilities between the two, she could tell when she was outclassed and some details explained a few things. “I suppose if we look at it that way. There is no issue.” She dropped her hand with a smiled. Oh yes, she was hella concerned about fighting hollows, she had the honor of hollowfying and almost dying, she did not wish this death upon anyone else. “But, if she gets mad at me. I am blaming you for letting me come.” She stated with a teasing tone. She could not be too serious. Or. was she even able to be serious.
For a moment, her smile faded as a fear appeared in mind. It was not a hollow that bothered her, but something that was Sayuri. Should she voice that concern? No.
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"I dont know what kind of world you live in but the laws didn't apply to them when the Arrancar attack Karakura town and maimed or killed hundreds of people. In my opinion the majority of them deserve whats coming to them. There are a select few that I would spare if given the opportunity and that is only because with time they have proven that they are not the monsters that the rest of them have shown to be." Gage was obviously touchy about the topic, the attack on Karakura town being passed on the news as a power plant reactor failure resulting in the death of many people in town. Some how the bran washing worked, even the news not recognizing that there was no damage done even remotely comparable to that of a power plant reactor detonating.
Gage scoffed slightly. It was an amusing thought, Sayuri being upset that people came to her aid should she be actually in some kind of trouble. However, under the circumstances he could relate to the uncomfortableness of the situation. Her close friend, or at least a friend, being accompanied by her mechanic into a hostile wasteland to get her from the clutches of some kind of looming overlord. He would want who ever is coming to come alone without any personal attachment to him so that should something go wrong at least he could say that he didn't lose anyone close to him. Too bad. They were coming anyways.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 8, 2018 0:22:39 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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It seemed there had been quite the ordeal, quite the wars that happened within her passage of time and with the touchiness of the topic, along with a bit of insult to her and how easily he seemed okay with disregarding life, it annoyed her. Revealing itself upon her face, she was not pleased at all with his words and she was not going to pretend that it did not sour her in some way. Despite this sourness in her frown, she crossed her arms over her chest and attempted to look at it from whatever point he had. Possibly, it was bitterness for something dear that was lost, she could understand.
“That is like me saying, I should kill every shinigami I see due to them killing almost all the Quincy of my time like we were rabid dogs.” She stated clearly to him, noting her displeasure towards what he said, but there was a true difference between the two. When he killed something, its soul returned to somewhere or was reborn, she wasn’t too sure. When she killed something, it did not exist anymore. On another note, she had no idea what an Arrancar was.. Was that a new hollow? “I am not going to pretend to understand what happened, as I was asleep in that time. And I am sure their actions were not right.” She paused for a moment, gesturing to her wrist to her cross.
“However, despite the wrong and everything they may have done. When I attack something, I run the risk of erasing it and erasing the souls that are within it.” She explained her situation to him, she had to send on this truth for so long and it didn’t display itself, but it hurt to know that she damned not just hollows. It was a good way to explain her displeasure to being in such a situation, along with hinting to the difference in their time.. Huh, how old was he? Before anything else could be said on the matter, she clapped her hands together and simply turned back to a smile.
“Let us go get Sayuri before we trail into something we regret, yes?” She suggested that having any more conversation would just leave a bad taste somewhere.
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Gage sighed, his own nerves surfacing as he realizes that he is picking a fight with the wrong person. Pinching the bridge of his nose he takes a deep breath. "I would entirely understand why you would have that opinion and would not judge you for it. I would convince you of those that should be spared but I would not stop you from at least going after the ones that were responsible... Sorry." His fuse has been short to nonexistent for weeks with even the smallest thing throwing off his calm. Then again, she says something to catch his ear. She was asleep in that time?
"What do you mean you were asleep? How long did you sleep? Were you in a coma or something?" Gage thought of other possibilities and humorously settled onto the thought of the Odin Sleep. At the mention of erasing souls through the use of her quincy powers Gage has it dawn on him. "If that is why you are so hesitant then I can do something about that, might be able to make it so that you are not erasing souls anymore. Just burning them down to defeat them. Or maybe..." Gage has his thoughts stray as hundreds of other possibilities start to jump around his mind. "Look. Its something for another time but I might be able to help there. And your right. Lead the way." If she did not know of the path to HM though it would be an odd start to the adventure at hand.
Post by Genoveva Lieselotte on Nov 8, 2018 2:32:51 GMT
A kind heart like me really doesn’t have to do this You don’t deserve it
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Ah, it was pain more than hatred. Consideration and compassion could ease only so much, but through understanding, she saw his emotions and point. There must’ve been quite the loss in that time, thus harbored feelings were natural and as such, bitterness too. Lifting her hand with a wave, she cast his apology off, not in disrespect, but in ease to the situation. “Tis fine.” She said with an easy smile, there was no need to make a big deal or a fuss out of something like this. Though, she could understand his feelings on the matter.
“It is a long story.” However, when he decided to ask on what she meant, she rubbed the back of her head with nervousness and it wasn’t a big secret or something. Naturally, she didn’t like admitting to being a Quincy either, but there had to be common ground and her shame only went so far. “In short, I am born in the Edo period, it is also called the period of Tokugawa too. I was encased for centuries. So. A deep sleep like a coma, this encasement aided the freeze of my hollowification, well, death. Until a cure was made.” She explained half heartedly, which placed her around two-four hundred years in existing, but her age was that of someone in their older teens. This also placed her somewhere within the events of the Quincy Massacre, which may not be quite the talk anymore, as most of it was more on the current rising force of the Quincy more than the past itself.
Turning on her heel, she began to walk as she spoke.”That would be neat.” She expressed almost a bit of excitement in that, “But after the war I was involved with. I would rather not fight at all. Well.” Her hues trailed to the left as she paused for a moment, ceasing her words. The darkness stabbed her heart for a moment, with the darkest thought to her mind. With her returning power, maybe.. She could put an end to those that did--No, she needed to worry about other things. After a few steps, she stopped and thought about it. “Wait.” She turned to look at Gage. “I don’t know how to get there?” She said.
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Gage sighs again, a mixture of regret and slight annoyance with his attitude towards this stranger. She did nothing wrong and she had no real obligation to go with him into what is obviously a fight. It was neither her responsibility nor her job to do so. However, her comment on being encased in something for hundreds of years and was quickly overridden by the fact that it's slowed her hollowfication. He had never heard of any situation where a Quincy was capable of becoming even part Hollow. Hollow energy was supposed to be lethal to them as a whole. There was some research to be done on the topic, Gage not liking the feeling of being uneducated on a particular topic. He would have to inquire about it later, this one definitely worth a conversation.
"It's fine, I know someone that has a door in to hueco Mundo. I'm sure if anyone can get us and it's going to be him." Walking over to the side of his garage he pulls a tarp off of his car, a old boat up Honda civic, paint peeling and window covered with dust. It's been a long time since he's needed to drive someone anywhere. It would be best to leave the bikes here though, not sure how long they were going to be gone so no point in leaving them parked outside for days at a time.
"Hop in, I'll drive us over there. You have to pull on the door handle and I'll push on it from the inside, it's old so sticks whenever you use it," sliding into the seat he rolls down the manual windows and leans over to push the door open.
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