With the Captains suffering casualties and heavy injuries on their side, all hope seemed to be lost... until Shinji Hirako appeared, along with the rest of the former Shinigami. Though the aid of the Vizards certainly helped to draw the battle in their favor, it seemed Aizen's power alone proved too much for them.
Post by xmitsurugix on Jul 10, 2009 15:26:11 GMT -5
Mitsurugi enterd the gate to the hot springs. Tired as usual, another day of training had come to an end. This time however He was sure he cracked a rib, and even though sitting in the hot springs probably wasn't the smartest move, he decided it would feel a lot better than just lying in bed.
He made his way over to the water and carefully removed his towel, making sure not to tug on the area around the suspect rib. Then he sank into the warm water slowly, letting the warmth soak into his skin providing a completely relaxing feeling to the worn out shinigami.
He sat there a few moments thinking, taking care not to let his mind wonder too far. He didn't want to bring back memories that might would further injure him, although not physically but emotionally. He was always one to keep his emotions in check, even while practicing when the only one who was there was the spirit of his Zanpakuto who had been with him from the beginning. However he felt that by showing sorrow is to show weakness.
He hoped someone would come and distract his thoughts...
Post by Shinigami Kyra on Jul 11, 2009 13:07:48 GMT -5
Long crimson strands had been freely untied, flowing softly against her butter-cream skin. Kyra had folded her uniform nicely, with her trademark red scarf folded on top, and placed them in one of the baskets of the changing room. Next to the pile, leaned up against the wall, sat her sheathed dual Zanpakuto, a tired expression slowly creeping upon her features. She had just barely escaped revealing her secret to her Lieutenant. Despite the fact that she trusted the brunette with her life, she felt the secret would put far too much pressure on the petite girl, and with dealing with their previous Captain's actions, the girl had enough to deal with already.
Her long bangs were pushed to one side, as they always were, shadowing over half her face. She hadn't noticed any other baskets filled on her side of the changing room, though when she entered into the mixed springs, she noticed a male figure not too far off, seeming to be lost in his own thoughts. Kyra gave a slight tug onto her towel in order to wrap it more protectively around her body, and the young twelfth seat began her decent into the warm waters.
Already, Kyra felt her exhausted body beginning to relax. Still, the worries of her most recent training session with Momo remained ever present within her mind. She sat toward the middle back, her arms slowly moving away from the towel and leaning back toward the rocks, and her head tilted slightly toward the sky. There were so many questions the dark haired woman had on her mind... questions she felt she really couldn't ask anyone. As much as she wanted to wish that her last mission to the real world was a dream, she knew deep down that it certainly was not. What had happened to her? Who was that woman that looked so much like herself? Why did she feel like she was slowly losing control of her own sanity?
Slowly, her hand crept up to her face and attempted to wipe the worried look off her face by pouring some hot water over it. That, of course, had the effect of being far too hot, and of course, instantly stinging a cut along side her jawline.
"Ah! Chi, chi, chi," Kyra immediately vocalized the pain as she began to rub the water off her face, then pressed her hand against the soar cut in an attempt to keep the pressure from inducing more pain.
Post by Rebel Raven on Jul 15, 2009 21:41:33 GMT -5
A cute, feminine, nasal whine came out, "Damn this weatherrrrr," came in a whine after the before mentioned noise. A woman wandered up to the pool with her lazy footsteps muffled by the soft sand that circled the springs.
She looked tired with the way her brown eyes stared out from behind black bangs that circled her face. Eyes that had no makeup which matched the rest of her cute face. Her unpainted lips parted as she pushed out a breath of annoyance.
She wore a typical Shinigami outfit though it looked a size, or two too large. Especially at the sleeves, and pants that dragged across the ground at her heels. In one hand is a nice old school umbrella made out of slats of what seemed to be wood with a bamboo shaft. The other hand had a fluffy towel in it. "I dunno why I'm trying to beat the heat at a hot spring..." she lamented, and she seemed oblivious to anyone else in the vicinity, never mind a guy pretty close by.
"Suuure what the hell, they say, go to the hot springs," she grumbled to herself, seeming rather adorable even as she were cranky. "Hot springs make me sleepy," she said to no one in particular it seemed as one hand grabbed her top, and the other the waist of her hakama. In one motion, it seemed, she had her hakama down at her ankles, and her top off behind her. Her Zanpakuto seemed to be a wakizashi, and somehow attached to the waist of the Hakama. There was no belt holding it on, and even if there was it would've separated from the pants more than it had. Was it sewn on, or something?
She wore underwear under her clothes, naturally. A men's loincloth which rode up her butt like a thong, and chest wrappings that seemed cruel in that they were firmly holding back large... soft... pillowy breasts. Breasts that seemed to come close to bursting out of the bandages like the incredible hulk burst out of his shirt when he transformed from Bruce Banner. It was a miracle the woman could breathe with the way her chest was bound.
Her legs looked strong, long, and healthy, and ultimately feminine despite looking like she had an incredible vertical leap due to the muscle tone, and they ended in her bare feet.
She also had some forearm protection on her arms which she stripped off, then tossed aside with a look on her face that seemed to dread doing any more work than that. Indeed she counted her blessings she didn't have more work to do as she took off her shoes at the door.
Her whole body seemed well taken care of despite the apparent laziness of the person inhabiting it. She didn't seem hurt at all, rather simply endlessly annoyed at the weather, and doing stuff as if undressing was a massive chore.
"Fuck it..." she said tiredly, then belly flopped face first into the water with a splash, then sunk below the surface. She had all the grace of a woman struck dead on the spot form behind, yet there was nothing apparently wrong.
Post by xmitsurugix on Jul 16, 2009 13:49:23 GMT -5
Tahnk you!Mitsurugi thought to himself. His eyes were closed and yet he could practically see everything that was foing on around him just by what he heard. He heard one person sink into the water, then some kind of mumbling that signaled discomfort. Mitsurugi smirked before saying "Oh by the way the water is kinda hot..." in more or less of a smartass tne of voice.
He opened his mouth again in the attempt to start a conversation with the first girl, when he heard another set of footprints making their way towards the springs. At this point mitsurugi opened his eyes revealing piercing emerald green orbs that quickly scanned the area from one side to another. He noticed the Crimson haired girl already in the water with one hand pressed against her jaw, and another, who decided the best way to enter the body of water was to fall in face first, which of coursed splashed enough water to reach mitsu's face.
After blinking a few times to get the water out of his eyes, he looked down to see the woman still submerged. He shrugged and simply looked over to the other girl. "Well isn't she just the happiest person you've ever me?" He asked sarcastically before changing his tone and continuing. "Oh yeah sorry, my name is Mitsurugi. And who might you be?" Probably one of the most informal greetings ever, but that was how he liked it, the more simple things were the better.
The air began seemed to stiffen a bit as the next person walked into the hot springs. He was a slightly tall man with a lean, yet muscular build. His torso was bare and a towel was draped around his waste. His long and smooth black hiar nearly reached his knees. His hair that was longer and more beautiful than most women's, was betrayed by his handsome and serious face. His golden eyes scanned over the people already bathing there, but quickly fixed straight ahead of him. He walked slowly and quietly over to a far corner of the spring, pulled of his towel and sunk into warm water.
Though he normally never went out to do things like this, he took this opportunity to wash the smell of blood from his body and ease his weariness. He sat quietly in his corner, glancing at the others every now and then. Most likely, they wouldn't approach him because of his cold demeanor or intimidating appearance. Every visit to the baths so far had gone this way, this one shouldn't be any different. He wouldn't want to talk to anyone anyway.
Post by Shinigami Kyra on Jul 18, 2009 12:13:44 GMT -5
>>"Oh by the way the water is kinda hot..."<<
"Eh," Kyra let out a mild sound of confirmation that she had heard the wise ass remark. Another person seemed to enter the springs just then, this one deciding it best to plot... rather literally into the pool. With a few blinks, and a shield of protection, Kyra turned back to face the man after the splash had subsided.
>>"Well isn't she just the happiest person you've ever met? Oh yeah sorry, my name is Mitsurugi. And who might you be?"<<
"Kyra," the crimson haired girl muttered, obviously too lazy to produce a louder voice... and pretty tired. Damn, her body was sore. The next person to enter the springs seemed a little... flamboyant. With long hair that seemed to rival most women in both beauty and length, and brought with him an aura of silence. Kyra blinked, then shook her head, as if awakening from a nap. She realized that other woman had yet to surface... curiously, she began to lift herself up just a bit, towel kept firmly in place, covering her chest to her upper thighs, as she glanced around a bit to see where and even if the woman would surface.
Post by Rebel Raven on Jul 18, 2009 21:01:09 GMT -5
As she remained under water, her hair looked like a sea snake as it floated about in it's ponytail.
It happened in a flash! A moment! Faster than half a heartbeat! Water flew -everywhere- as the woman surfaced! She flailed! A hand flew RIGHT at Mitsurugi's face at lightning speeds completely by accident! Or maybe it was karmic retribution for not thinking the girl could be in trouble after she flopped in? Ah well, regardless, it happened.
"HOT!!! TOO, HOT!!!" she exclaimed as she flailed wildly!
The heated water on the sarashi was enough to loosen it, it seemed. There was a tensing noise, then a bit of a snap noise as the ends came undone, and the chest wrapping shot off! Well, one can imagine what happened after the chest binding flew off.
Said chest binding flew straight for the eyes of the super long haired man who just entered with a whipping noise!!
Yumeji would be hard pressed to not notice the freedom of her twins now, and as Kyra was close, and not a guy, she latched onto Kyra in a hug to cover up, "Er, Hi. Escort me to my towel, or to my sarashi, or sumfin?" she grinned goofy like.
In sudden reflex, the lang haired man known as karel quickly raised his hand out of the water and caught the sarashi in a rapid motion. Karel stared at the sarashi in his hand, not exactly sure what had happened since he had caught the thing out of reflex, not out of knowing what was going on. He peered upwards from the sarashi in his hand and torwards the direction it came from. He saw the two people he noticed before when he entered the spring, and a third person whom he hadn't seen when he came in. The third was a girl who was hugging against another, her chest appeared to be bare, explaining the bandages he now held in his hand.
Karel thought for a short moment then waded over torward the girl. He held the sarashi in his hand in front of the girl. "I beleive this belongs to you" he stated coldly. Karel wasn't the most social of people, but he at least had courtesy.
Last Edit: Jul 18, 2009 22:14:11 GMT -5 by Yu'Karaya
Jo-aun had a long and tough day of both in the medical bay and in a challenge with a visard in the dojo," Damn not another payment I need to give...Why?" The dojo was completely in ruins and not to mention the 3 homes next to it. "Oh well this should relieve most of my sores..."
She came to the hotsprings in her kamono that she wore to the beach. Under that was a yellow bakini with blue-ahite-blue trill going around it. Jo-aun heard a voice screaming,"HOT!!! TOO, HOT!!!" It is a hot spring, thats why they call it HOT spring. What a bother, oh well. Jo-aun walked out of the changing room after laying her zanpakuto, folded kimono, and her necklace, in a kubee.
She saw a man in the spring with bandages and all of a sudden her worries were lifted, because she just loves to heal people. She laid in the hot spring about ten feet from the hurt man. "Hi I am Jo-aun Shey, What's your name?"
Post by SatsUlquiorra on Jul 26, 2009 19:51:09 GMT -5
Satsu stumbled into, moaning from avking muscles. He fell flat on his face a few feet from the water. He tried to speak but the ground muffled his word. Soon enough he, somewhat caterpillered, out of his cloths and slithered into the water. He drifted and layed on the bottom, enjoying the heat, a little too much. In his very relaxed state he forgot one simple, yet very important fact. He cant breathe underwater. Shortly after attempting to breathe in, his body seemed to shoot to the surface. NEED.....AIR...." He said between huge breaths. He looked around the hot spring, his near death experience had caused him not to realize the familar faces there. He slowly sank into the water, although this time he didnt put his head under, for fear of forgeting where he could and could not breathe again.
Last Edit: Jul 26, 2009 19:52:33 GMT -5 by SatsUlquiorra
