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.
Morie listened to him. Sing the Ghost Busters theme tune? That was just a shame. Morie was one of the more mature adults, she wouldn’t have done that even if their meeting had been any different. If Morie was any different, she probably would’ve had the same reaction, but felt a little bit more helpless and doubtful about being a ghost hunter. Either way she felt sorry for him. Morie didn’t really think about how being a ghost hunter could affect his social life so badly. Morie wouldn’t leave him. Wait, did she see him as a friend after one meeting? Haha! What a sad person she was, just picking strangers as friends because she didn’t have enough herself.
“I don’t think you’re crazy.” she said, attempting to comfort him, hands moving to her side. She looked out at the sea, glancing down at their feet. Her feet were wet, and his feet were still in the water. “Why don’t we head back up to the… Drier spot.” she offered, gesturing to where her sandals (hopefully)were. Who would steal sandals anyway? They were incredibly cheap too, bought from a second hand store.
Pursing her lips, Morie nodded. She didn’t mind having a night to think, but she was pretty sure what her answer was already. The woman glanced at him as she slowly began to walk back to her sandals. “Go out and do stuff? With you looking like that?” Morie chuckled, “What would we do?” She didn’t mind spending time with him, Zoi seemed like a nice guy.
He scratched the back of his head, then he remembered, he smiled at her. But it faded sligthly as he looked down himself, yeah he was kind of a mess dirty and kinda smelly, he didn't really have other cloth with him at the time, so he would have to suffer. He then walked out the water, his socks slightly wet, but nothing he couldn't suffer, he decided to reply the only way he could.
“My under wear is clean so don't complain.” he said and walked along the beach he was heading off the beach. “Come I know just what to do, and its way more fun than anything else you could do here”
He wanted to make this good, she seemed nice and pretty, defiantly someone he wanted to see were things could go with. And then he smiled, it was nice talking to a woman your own age who wasn't some sort of ghost freak. “Well if you think about it we're both Crazy believing in ghost and hollows and special abilities”
Apparently he had let her keep the SS after putting away his own.
Psh, trust a guy to mention underwear. Walking past her sandals, scooping them up, slipping the SS(obviously not on. Or whatever he wanted to call it) into her denim pocket. She walked after him, smiling a bit, wondering what they were going to do. “I guess.” she agreed, catching up to him so she walked beside him. Her feet were now freezing, but hopefully they’d heat up in no time thanks to the sun, “But tell me, what’re we going to do that’s fun?”
Putting her hands in her pockets, sandals hanging off of her pinky which was out of her pocket, she looked at him. Morie was extremely nosy now, and she really wanted to do something fun to end her day. Who knows? Maybe this wasn’t ending her day. Maybe this was just the beginning of an adventure they were going to have. God, now she sounded so childish. Big adventures with a stranger, wee!
Zoi stopped at a parking lot, and lifted up his sun glasses, he looked directly at it and smiled. How so he loved it, suddenly he jumped and ran over the parking lot, jumped over a car and stopped. He looked over the thing, not a scratch.
“Stay over there” he yelled excited, as he opened the seat to see if all his stuff was there it was, he placed his gun bow and sword down there, and he realized he had forgotten to ask to get the SS back, but it couldn't hurt that she had it after all she might need it someday.
He turned on the key and the sound of a well and strong engine sounded, he drove around the cars and stopped in front of Morie. A Blue Harley with and eagle figure in gold, perfectly shining and clean, it had high and kinda bragish exhaustion pipes, wide wheels and just seemed like some thing right out of a magazine on the side was written Zoi Cabal in gold letters.
“This is my baby the best bike in the world, I had it tuned and empowered with the same technology as my bow so there is no bike in the world like this, you could say its a magical bike, im gonna take you to the high way and ride it full speed.”
Stopping, Morie paused and played with her sandals as he ran over to his bike. Wondering what he was doing, she looked down at her feet, wiggling her toes at herself and looked up as she heard him. She smiled to show she was staying right where she was, Morie looked round at the beach and put strands of hair behind her ear, then looked back round. What was that? The roar of a motor bike? Alright, what was he doing? Watching, Morie stepped back in case he ran over her toes when he arrived with his motor bike.
Morie knew a bit about bikes and cars. That was the danger about being so bored, you just looked up information about anything. She looked it over, hands in her hips and smiled. “A harley? Nice choice.” she commented, then glanced at him questioningly, “Really? That sounds… Really fun!”
Suddenly she grinned like an excited child about to get a nice gift. Seriously? A ride on a Harley? That’d be amazing! She just hoped he had an extra helmet or something. Of course… If she actually attempted to relax, she might just take it and enjoy the ride.
Zoi seemed to enjoy sitting on the bike, he seemed slightly like a happy child with his toy. And his toy had just gotten the last piece, a girl to sit on it with him, he then fetched two helmets from under the seat, each of them blue with white curved stripes, he handed one to her and put the other one on his head. In the secret room under the seat a number of thing were hidden, his gun, his bow, his money and some questionable food, along with another number of every day item. And a bag the seemed to be filled with small silver tubes.
“If you get on we can ride the high way to the forest or something, maybe even find a hollow to beat the crap out of, unless theres anywhere else you wanna go, this baby can go far on just half a tank, and its full now.” he smiled he was starting to enjoy this day more and more.
“I'll show you an adventure somehow, cool?” he sat there and made the motor make sounds waiting for her to sit. He really hoped he'd run into a hollow so he could impress this woman even further by beating it up with his fists. If he could. He made it make another sound “She likes you”
She dropped her sandals and slipped them on, knowing it won’t do much considering she’d be on a motor bike and her feet’d still be sore, Morie put on the helmet, fixing strands of her hair before looking down at the harley. The woman wasn’t doubting the safety of it at all. Nope. No way. Well, sure, she’d be holding onto Zoi. Morie smiled as he went on and nodded. “Maybe… Hollow hunt some other time.” she suggested. Morie wasn’t really up to fighting at the moment. Or maybe he could just go and fight it and Morie could give him moral support. She sat down behind him, smirking.
“That’s nice to know.” she commented, sounding completely honest, “I don’t mind where we go. You choose.” Morie really had no idea where they could go. She was just excited about driving around on a motor bike for ages.
Zoi smiled as he helped her onto the bike, and once again the engine made noise, it was a wonder of a machine, the seat was nice and comfortable, it had more mirrors than a driver teachers car, and the speedometer seemed to be capable of reaching highs that would never be needed at any rate. And Zoi seemed to enjoy it, a pretty girl holding him tight as he started the engine to ride the highway.
“Hold on Tight Spikes!” he screamed out, giving her a nickname as he so liked to do with people. The wheel grabbed the road and suddenly the two just shot of like a bullet on to the roads.
Driving with Zoi was not your usual driving, apparently he liked skipping lines and drive in between cars and tilting th bike real low in swings, and the speed kept high at all time, it would not take long to reach the high way.
