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 28, 2009 10:30:53 GMT -5
Mitsurugi was laughing when from no where he caught a fist right to the face, dead center to be exact. he rubbed his ace but smiled none the less. He checked his nose to see if it had begun to bleed, he hated nose bleeds, the scent of dried blood was almost nauseating to him, and to have it stuck in his nose. That was the absolute worst. Luckily though it wasn't bleeding at all.
He looked around, and noticed more people had decided to stop by. This was becoming a bit of a large gathering now, good thing the spring was equally as large as some of these peoples personalities. Glancing from person to person he realized that he knew... Absolutely no one. Except the red head, Kyra who had recently introduced herself and even then he didn't KNOW her. Just more like an acquaintence.
"NAMES!!!" Mitsu shouted. "I need names to match faces!!!" Since he planned on sticking around for a while he decided it was best to get to know these people. Who knows at some point they might turn into valuable friends. As for the ones who turned out to be truely douchey, well... he could always just make fun of them? Annoying people deserve annoying treatment after all. that's just the way it goes. He never really liked doing that kind of thing though, he always tried to be the nice guy. Anyway these guys looked pretty cool so he didn't think it would come down to that.
Post by Shinigami Kyra on Jul 29, 2009 2:18:01 GMT -5
Claustrophobia was soon settling in as the springs began to literally fill with people. Moments ago, it had just been herself and one other, but now... Kyra subconsciously pinched the bridge of her nose. She didn't really like crowds of people, especially in a place where she was supposed to be relaxing. Apparently, the separate baths were still being fixed after a prior incident last week, and as such, there was just one bath in use... and of course, it became a mixed bath.
It was then that there was another random splashing, unbeknown to Kyra herself of the source, and suddenly, she was latched onto. Those crimson hues would widen, only to see nothing but flesh against her eyes. She blinked several times as she attempted to speak, though her sounds were merely muffled by the immense mounds of flesh her face was pressed against.
>>"Er, Hi. Escort me to my towel, or to my sarashi, or sumfin?"<<
Yea... she was right on that. As soon as she, herself, could see! Apparently, the woman did not take into consideration that Kyra was one of the shortest Shinigami currently at the springs, just barely breaking the five feet mark.
>>"I beleive this belongs to you"<<
Kyra's head turned, which was a bit hard to do. One eye was able to peek over one of the mounds, her nose and mouth firmly pressed against the flesh, half preventing airflow. She turned to find a rather cold expression gestured in her and the strange woman's direction, cloth extended from his hands. Well, despite the harsh tone, at least the man was polite and not staring at the woman's chest... or Kyra's face... which were in the same general area.
"c'n oo' l't mm g' n'w?"
It was obvious that her words were muffled by the woman's chest, and with the woman pressing firmly against her neck and head, and Kyra herself having been far too tired due to the days activities to really put up a fight, it was pretty much waiting for the woman to let go before Kyra would once again retain the ability to breathe.
Post by Rebel Raven on Jul 29, 2009 2:48:15 GMT -5
"Yumeji Rashoujin" she said calmly and gave out her name to who ever card to hear it.
It wasn't exactly something she wanted to do as she kept her voluminous breast pressed to the (un?)lucky Kyra.
A man she didn't know walked up with her chest binding that she used to help keep her bobs out of the way when she fought, and handed it to her "Yeah, hahaha, thanks!" she took it in one hand
"Woooo! Ooohohohoohh! Don't talk against them like that! That tickles!!! " Yumeji laughed, and giggled, then released Kyra from the suffocating position most men would really like to have been in, but kept her hand on her shoulder firmly.
Yumeji held Kyra in place, "Stand here," she said calmly to use Kyra as sort of a blind against people seeing her boobs fully.
Yumeji's hands, and arms nearly, and literally vanished the binding wound around her breasts, and held them back like a beaver damn trying to hold back the Mississippi river. Yumeji had some really fast arm speed. It looked almost like a comedic flailing out of an anime, and she applied the long bandage with practiced precision.
The ambient lights glistened on the wet fabric and her skin, and the wrapping seeped water as it was wrung out against her skin.
"Oh, thanks, the both of you!" she said to ... what his face, and the darling shortie girl that was used as a human shield against the bullets of men's perverted gazes.
"Now, who're the rest of you?" she looked around at them. She recognized not a damn one of them. She didn't remember that she slugged one of them in the face either.
Karel began to turn around to return to his corner of the baths when the young girl he had just asked, and the other man in the bath called out and asked for names. Karel figured that if he didn't tell them then they would just continue to pester him for it. "Karel Kensai" he stated bluntly as he continued to walk away from them. He didn't bother to see everyone's reactions to this, if there were any. Some might recognize him as the 13th division Captain, others may remember him as the infamous sword demon, a person with a history as violent as Kenpachi's. Then again, it was possible that no one would know who he was, but either way, he was not likely to be bothered by anyone.
Karel slowly sat back in his corner and began to close his eyes. He hadn't rested in such a long time, he was already weary from his restless blood lust that prompted him to participate in as many battles as possible, but now that he was a Captain, a position that came with much paperwork, there was just no way for Karel to rest. This time relaxing in the springs was a rare occasion for the weary man.
Jo-aun awoke from the relaxation once she heard some people giving their names. "My name is Jo-aun Shey." She said so loudly that everyone should have awoken and heard that. She walked and sat down on another rock. Looking for that relaxing moment.
Post by SatsUlquiorra on Jul 30, 2009 11:36:07 GMT -5
"Satsu." He said plainly, then recognizing some of the names. "Hey! Jo-aun! Yumeji!" He yelled out sticking his hand out of the water waving. "He smiled and looked at the other people, who he didnt know.
Post by xmitsurugix on Aug 11, 2009 23:11:03 GMT -5
(Not sure if i still have my char but whatev)
Mitsu smiled, happy with the results of his demand. he tried his hardest to remember the rush of who's who that flooded back into the receptors of his brain. Looking from person to person he began to mentally say the name of the people he was looking at, at the same time not knowing or even caring if he was saying them out loud. He was sure he was though.
"Well it is a pleasure to meet all of you!" Mitsu said equally as loud as the last girl who spoke, Jo-aun. "So what brings all of you to this miserable little place?" He asked hoping to start a conversation amongst the mass that had gathered there.
