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 Rebel Raven on Jul 20, 2009 5:11:26 GMT -5
The camera pans across a lovely beach near Karakura Town. There's a sun flare as a Seagull screeches as it comes into camera flying, then flies off.
There's the sweet sounds of the waves going to shore. The sand is a perfect sandy color.
The weather is warm, not too hot.
A few shacks dot the beach line selling wares.
BUT!!!! That' not the scene a the moment... The camera jerked to a halt!
The image blurred as it moved quickly to another location!!
Then landed at a women's swimsuit shop near the beach. A shop that was bound to get -lots- of attention, and -lots- of business!! Can't overlook this bit of joy, hm?
The first wave of girls arrived, then entered the building through the front door in gigai, of course. The bell jingled merrily as they entered.
Enter dramatic camera angles of their feet as they walk in, then their fronts, then their faces!
Soifon! Clad in a simple black dress that seemed to resemble her captain's outfit minus haori, and women's dress slippers along with her usual hairstyle. She looked apprehensive being here. She remembered the last time she came here, after all. She wasn't sure what would happen this time. She was certain that the gathering would be larger this time, and it was intended to be women only. Would... would Yoruichi be here? Soifon thought to herself.
Yumeji! Clad in a mint green polo shirt, and dress pants with patent leather shoes! She pulled off her simple oval lens shades as she walked in with an appreciative smile on her lips that were parted lightly. As she whipped off her shades, her long ponytail waved behind her, and her bangs were thrown aside as the shades pushed them aside. Mmm Women only. she thought to herself.
Eiko! She walked in wearing a black leather miniskirt that hugged her ass like black on a Popo, coupled with black leather thigh high stripper boots, and a pink stretched sweater that showed off her firm belly, and shoulders. Her massive breasts made the front of her sweater hang off her like a curtain with no hopes of touching her abdomen. She sucked on a stick pierced candy, and held it with one hand which played towards her sensual appearance. Women only? her lips made a kiss noise and then she smiled.
Not too far away, is where the Arrancar women were to meet. Another building. Another, competing bikini store. The irony, hm? But would they come?
Moreover, would this be a fight?... or Fan service?
Dressed in the high school girl uniform she wears during the very unique instances she does take time out to blow off some steam, Sayuri wandered into the shop. Her face held its general default expression of looking unamused and humorless, albeit unamused would be a correct assumption for the most part - she questioned why she was even walking into the place - very not her style. Though, deep down inside she knew the real reason why.
It was only a second later until she saw the reason, "Captain!", she gasped quietly to herself within her head as her eyes went wide in surprise even blushing a little. She quickly grabbed the nearest swimsuit that looked her size on the rack and dove into a changing room not even bothering to look to see exactly what swimsuit she snagged was. Stepping back out of the changing room, she found her self in a black halter top with a black tie-string hip-hugger bikini bottom. Scratching the back of her head with a grimace she tittered at what she wore, and sighed but went on her way, at least Soifon was around.
The day was really quite pretty, and the temperature was just right for a walk on the beach. Walking on the beach is exercise, right? I'm sure Nanao will understand why I'm skipping our usual training session! She pictured Nanao storming through the squad barracks looking for her, pushing up her glasses in every entryway, sighing after realizing her prey had once more gotten away. Aeria held her hand in front of her face and giggled in a high-pitched, lovely tone.
Something caught her eyes and made her stop in her tracks and bend forward, very close to the ground, in a detective-ish act, as if with a magnifying glass. Tilting her head left to right, she saw the object right in front of her shimmer and the light and get lightly splashed by the end of a wave. Some sand melted away from the shell and uncovered more of its beauty. She snatched it up and put it into a little purse she was carrying, adding to her now-growing collection.
She smiled and ran a little toward the water, digging her toes into the sand and feeling the water bring, then take away sand; uncover, then bury her feet. It was a lovely feeling. So much better than straining her lungs, legs, and arms running around and beating dummy's with Yuukaku like Nanao wanted...
A little further down she noticed some other ladies, or what she assumed were ladies, enter a shop. There were three at first: one who looked familiar... another who she didn't notice and a third who... was -definitely- a woman! Even with the distance she could see how well-endowed that third lady was.
What could be going on in that store?! It peaked Aeria's interest almost more than sea shell, glass, and rock collecting on the beach did, and then another woman entered dressed in high school uniform. Aeria ran in place giddily and started running over to the store, occasionally pausing to pick up a piece of green, then blue glass, as well as a few shells and... is that a partly-buried ring!
Aeria went to a halt and jumped onto the ground, looking at the shiny-bit of gold peeping out of the sand. "Lucky day! I wonder if it'll fit!" She picked it out of the glass and noticed that it had a pretty looking light-blue stone on it surrounded by some impossibly flashy white stones. Holding it into the sun and turning it in one way, then the other, she thrust it onto a finger. Finding it to be a few sizes too big (no real surprise seeing as her fingers were practically bones) she shoved it on her thumb.
I guess it sort of fit.
She shook her hand around, testing to see if it would stay on and... it did! However, it was the ugliest thing Aeria had -ever- seen on her. It certainly didn't fit her aura nor style, so she frowned and tossed it into her bag with the rest of her treasures. Maybe Nanao will take it as compensation for skipping out on her lesson!
Aeria had been distracted for such a time she even forgot why she was running toward the shop. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the image of the women entering the shop wiggled itself back into the front of her mind and she looked up, setting an invisible target on the shop.
Nearing her target, she chanced a glance at the sign over the door and saw it was a swimsuit shop, with a neon swimsuit flashing green and pink next to the sign. She smiled and looked down at her current attire--not what most would wear to a beach: a pink tank top and long green skirt.
She really could use a new swimsuit.
Entering, she looked around, standing up on her tiptoes and turning her head left and right.
She gasped.
It's Captain Soi Fon! What's she doing down here! She grabbed a bikini and ran straight for a changing room, not actually paying attention. The door opened and a lady came out wearing a cute black bikini.
Aeria was a little flustered after seeing the captain and actually ran right into the girl, accidentally tackling her to the ground.
She could have sworn she felt the camera shake and a cymbal sound in her head...
It is an exceedingly rare even when Ai has anything to do with the Shinigami since she left them so many years ago. But, as mentioned, on a rare occasion, she may crop up amongst them if only briefly. Fun and the sun amongst lovely Shinigami ladies? Why not? It is not like she likely remember by anyone these days or even known of in the more likely scenario.
Even more unique is when she is anything other than her standard outfit. But, low and behold, a rare instances entails rare occurrences within it, and wandering into the shop in a gigai wearing a simple, plain black dress but her zatoichi sealed zanpakuto always kept with her, she begun looking for any nice swim wear that could likely compliment her... erm... lovely, feminine features.
She looked around for a little while, eventually stopping at one particular swimsuit she at least appeared to like on the surface. Though, she gave her patented closed left eye, squinting right eye look before finally just snatching it off the rack and walking into a changing room.
When she stepped back out she was revealed in a violet tie-string bikini with a violet tie-string triangle bra top. Resting her sealed zatoichi zanpakuto sword on her left shoulder, she picked up a pair of round-lens sunglasses before walking off to the beach...
Clicking her tongue, she started walking toward the designated location of the woman's association meeting: a bikini store by the beach. I guess Aeria will have to wait...
The sand rolled into her sandals as she walked on the beach in a sleek, black dress that ended at her ankles. The sun beat uncomfortably on her pale skin and made her squint her eyes as she looked to the sky. It was a nice beach day, although a tad warm. Noticing her pale arms and legs, she knew that a bit of tan wouldn't hurt her smooth, otherwise healthy skin.
The wind blew her dress backwards as she walked on, seeing several other women make their way into the store. She pushed her glasses up on her nose and picked up her pace, not wanting to be late, and especially not wanting to be the last one their. She could very well have some one gunning for her position, and this would look bad.
A brush of blood reached her cheeks and her lungs started working as she reached the doorway, brushing herself off and reinstating her cool composure, she pushed the door open. The accompanying gentle chimes rang and she looked around the store, seeing who had beat her there: Soifon, Yumeji and Eiko immediately appeared in her view.
Good, I'm not last... She kept on looking to see who else was here.
She paused, her jaw dropping.
On the floor next to the changing rooms were two girls; or rather, a woman and a girl. A very troublesome girl...
"Aeria?!" Nanao cracked her neck and some playful, airy music began playing in the store. The camera zooming in on Nanao's white-clenched fists to her side, then moving up to her now-angered face.
Nanao rushed over to the two bodies on the ground, making sure to have her feet hit the wooden flooring with exceptional force. So -this- is where you've been hiding!
Nanao immediately started thinking of some punishments--her inner-self laughing maniacally as visions of Aeria slaving away under Nanao's orders played... There was a whip, and some handcuffs... Oh yes, Aeria would regret skipping her training session!!
Lucia silently walked into the empty bikini shop that the Arrancar women were supposed to meet at. Had she received the wrong address? Lucia wondered around the store for a few minutes looking at it's contents. After peering outside, she realized that everyone was wearing the same skimpy two piece outfit. Perhaps the point in meeting in such a desolate human clothing store was to dress appropriately for the mission. Lucia thought to herself for a moment. Just what was the mission anyway? Lucia had been briefed before her departure from Hueco Mundo, and there were no other arrancar around to tell her. Lucia decided to leave these questions for when her higher ups did arrive, and proceeded to purchase her own bikini. After a bit of difficulty in the dressing room, Lucia headed out of the shop to look around for a bit.
The first thing Lucia realized was how hot it was. It felt as if the suns rays were burning her exposed pale skin. She quickly headed back into the shop to emerge a few minutes later with an umbrella in tow. She sat up the blue umbrella a few feet away from the bikini store and then began to look around.
Lucia smelt something nearby....something delicious. Hollows and Arrancar had keen senses of smell, Lucia was no exception. However, while most hollows hungered for the souls of humans or shinigami, Lucia wanted something much more tasty.....
Lucia approached a nearby vendor with a lone, tired looking man behind the cart. He had a lazy look about him, like he had already had a long day. Lucia slowly approached the sleepy man and.... "I request a double scoop vanilla ice cream cone please" she asked the human in a cold, yet calm voice. The man looked up at her in a daze and then nodded his head. Lucia handed out the cash she saved for such an occasion and left with her ice cream. It's cold and creamy taste felt good in the burning heat of the hot sand and sun.
Last Edit: Jul 25, 2009 21:57:26 GMT -5 by Yu'Karaya
Post by Rebel Raven on Jul 25, 2009 23:11:35 GMT -5
Soifon let out a throat clearing to grab Nanao's attention, "This is the Shinigami Women's Association meeting, leave work at the door," she said in an official, quasi-cold tone. She had a swimsuit in hand... the perfect one! It was black! And somewhat modest! With a black cat design on it! So what if the yellow slit eyes were over her boobs! And it had a tail on it... and the bottom had a pink stripe on the bottom part like a tongue sticking out!
It made her think of Yoruichi! Mmm Yoruichi...
Soifon nearly zoned out.
Until,
"Yeah, grab a bikini!" Eiko chimed in with a very interested look in her eyes, not caring for rank as she headed for the dressing rooms with a bikini that threatened to make lesbians out of everyone in the store. It was -that- hot, and it wasn't even on her body yet.
Yumeji sighed, "I dunno how to shop for swimsuits... Anyone wanna help?" she asked the women present.
---Elsewhere in town,---
Halibel made her way to the bikini store having gotten wind of the Arrancar meeting. It was a curious thing, and she couldn't resist the temptation to go.
She entered the shop quietly, then began to look over bikinis. Of course she was in her arrancar style gigai that made her appear as a normal person. And i that form she wore a stretched sweater that showed her shoulders and midriff, and long, loose pants that allowed some air circulation. Fairly sparse compared to everything she usually wore, but this wasn't the weather for a lot of clothes. She might be able to take it, but she'd look odd in it.
Yeah, it came down to a question of style now. She wasn't sure what to get as she stared at the racks long, hard, and silent.
<"This is the Shinigami Women's Association meeting, leave work at the door">
Nanao looked over at Soifon and her face immediately melted into her usual, cold pose. Talking to me as if she was the President...
"But of course Soifon," she brushed herself off and glanced over at Aeria, still looking up from the floor. "I see you're doing such a -diligent- job of training, Aeria..." Nanao held Aeria's eyes in an icy grip, letting her know that this would be continued later.
She gave Soifon her best smile and looked down her nose at the rest in the store.
<"Yeah, grab a bikini!">
Nanao's mind snapped into motion and she recalled just why they were meeting: to go to the beach, not argue. Rule number one of the Woman's Association Club--Positions and Squads do not matter when a meeting is in progress.
Nanao breathed, closing her eyes for a few, short seconds, then completely changed the temperature that seeped through her pores. What used to be cold was now warm; what used to be arrogant disapproval was now amiable acceptance.
A touch of red brushed her cheeks as she looked around at the Bikinis, imagining each on her.
Aeria smiled up at her lieutenant once she realized that she was changed. She jumped up from the floor and turned back around, looking at the lady she had accidentally tackled. She squinted down at the person and bashfully rubbed the back of her neck, blushing uncomfortably in front of the stranger. "Umm... Sorry about running into you so rudely!"
She thrust her hand toward the nice-looking lady and bent over, grinning. "The name's Aeria!! Pleased to meet 'cha!"
Meanwhile, Nanao had paused in front of a mannequin who was wearing a cute green and yellow, polka dot bikini. She brought her fingers to her chin and pondered its look. She could hardly decide whether she was too embarrassed to try it on, or whether she was ambitious enough -to- give it a try.
Fingering the straps and rubbing the fabric between her two fingers, she reached a decision and found her size in that make. Entering the nearest open dressing room, she quickly undressed and put on the bikini with some difficulty, managing to tilt just enough to be able to see her back in the mirror, and bmanipulate her arms to be able to adjust the straps. With some work, she got it satisfactorily tight and fit.
It was more revealing than she thought.
Her face reddened as she saw less flesh covered than she deemed lady-like. Despite that, it somehow accentuated her bosom to the point where it made her look more well-endowed than she really was... and the bottom was low enough to show off her behind.
She could almost be called curvy.
Nanao, satisfied, walked out of the dressing room in her green and yellow bikini over to Soifon and her entourage. "What do you think?"
Jo-aun could feel some strange spiritual preasure. Good thing she was in her gigai, and she wore a kimono that had a tiger disign covering it. She walked into the bakini store looking around acting lost. She was hoping she would recognize someone, but no one seamed recognizable. She felt so much spiritual pressure in this area.
With a loud, "Ooof!", Sayuri was knocked to the ground from a girl the same size as her. She blinked a couple times then looked up to the girl extending a Sayuri placed her hand into teh girl's allowing her to help her up. Giving her a simple nod without a word, Sayuri then moved, ever the prone isolationist.
Quietly and somewhat timidly Sayuri watched the women converse from a distance for awhile. Entertaining the thought of approaching from time to time, she was not exactly sure if she sould. The whole social gathering thing was never exactly her strongest suit, and more often than not an arena she purposefully would avoid like the plague. But, nevertheless, she joined it anyway... Soifon is apart of it, and... that is all the reason she needed.
Hovering around the area for a bit remaining on the fringe, as prescribed before, she watched the women go back and forth with their small talk. Though after a spell, Sayuri sighed finally mustering up the courage to push herself forward and approached the gather of Shinigami women. She was clearly somewhat nervous and apprehensive, even pensive as she approached, especially considering the bikini she found herself in.
"C-Captain.", she bowed her head to Soifon respectfully when she approached them, then bowed her head to the others respectfully.
Meanwhile, Ai, ignoring all that crap was already out on the beach laying on her beach towel under a sun umbrella. Her long, lean well-endowed physique stretched out as she lay with her hands behind her head getting some good ol' fashion sun.
