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.
Ears twitching from a noise of chains clanking, Samyeru looked toward the noise to see a couple of Arrancar. The first of them seemed to have ran to his location. He looked disgusted, as if Samyeru had a pimple or something on his face. With a light tone "You should keep yourself quiet, so as not to attract unwanted attention." Samyeru not one to take advice from strangers, ignored this response, and rather turned his attention toward the new one coming over the dune. He stared at Samyeru in his chair, as if trying to see into his soul, "What seems to be the trouble? Lost something have you?"
'I don't know who these two are but at least someone as some sort of manners in them.' Samyeru thought to himself. "A little hollow stole my precious piece of jerky." Answering the one in the chair questions. " It always seems to find me and steal it." Samyeru put his hand on his face as if he were crying and bowed to his new guest, " I due apologize about the sudden howl I gave. I hope I didn't interrupt anything important. I'll take my leave" Reaching for his Zanpakuto, Samyeru slung it over his back and turned the opposite direction and started walking. Stopping in his tracks, turning around, and asked "By the way where am I? and Which way is south? I'm sort of 'giggle' lost." Samyeru had chased the hollow for some distanced and now has no idea where he was. He waited patiently and rubbed his hair with a goofy smile on his face.
"The same one, every time you say?", he asked. "I dont know why you're digging after it though, even if you caught it your jerky wouldn't be edible. Might as well just eat the Hollow, or destroy it which would solve the problem once and for all. Why didn't you just shoot it?"
"Ah! Lost your jerky and lost yourself too in the chase, eh?", he remarked, with a smirk.
Was this guy only recently shinigamified? How do you live in a place like this and not have any idea where you are? Giggling like some human schoolgirl...honestly.
" Now, the moon rises in the east, and sets in the west. Now, I know it was high moon not but a little while ago so where it is now, see? Thats west. Course, if you didn't know, you had to sit a while to tell whether its rising or setting. So...if you turn facing this way with the west on your left, you know you're facing NORTH. So, just turn around and head that way.", he finished, pointing.
"Well, I think its the same one. Although it could just be a group of them conspiring against me." Samyeru pondered with his finger on his chin.
" Yeah I guest you can say that. I'm usually very good with direction, but when I was chasing that thief, Wait destroy him, I don't think I could do that. He was just hungry as is common among smaller hollows." The sheer thought of it made Samyeru sick to his stomach. " I could never kill something just for something so petty."
As the Arrancar went on about east and west, Samyeru wondered if he'll get to the point. Samyeru watched as this Arrancar talked, seeing his mannerism, and body language he could tell he was someone to respect. He may have gone on with his direction but the smell of his reiastu was something interesting. It smelled earthy, gritty, and of the forest, Samyeru liked that smell.
"...you know you're facing NORTH. So, just turn around and head that way." he finished, pointing.
"Ooh, thank you for the well given directions. BY the way, I'm Samyeru Fenrir, but those who know me well call me Sam." Samyeru told the Arrancar, gesturing with his hand forward.
Samyeru knew that out of the three of them, the one in the chair was the strongest, just by the smell of his reiastu. He seemed to know what he is doing, and didn't seem that arrogant as some Arrancar are. He wondered if he was one of th Espada he's heard stories about.
Stour looked at the arrancar as he introduced himself solely to Seimenk, and raised his eyebrows, his hand still on his lip. "So you're just going to ignore me?"
Stour's voice had risen a little, and he grinned. "You really shouldn't have chosen such an odd manner in paying your respects. Though I must admit I'd have ignored you if you spoke..." Stour trailed off slightly, but seemed to remember in a momenbt what he was saying. "You should still not have chosen to ignore me. Quite rude."
Stour's thumb that was looped around the chain had pulled it slightly, so it was slack, and in the grip of his left hand, his right still in front of his face, as though it were there with a purpose.
He turned towards Seimenk, as if wondering what Seimenk would do if Stour chose now as a time to punish the rudeness of an arrancar.
Our bed becomes a grave before we blow ourselves away!
Stour looked at the arrancar as he introduced himself solely to Seimenk, and raised his eyebrows, his hand still on his lip. "So you're just going to ignore me?"
Stour's voice had risen a little, and he grinned. "You really shouldn't have chosen such an odd manner in paying your respects. Though I must admit I'd have ignored you if you spoke..." Stour trailed off slightly, but seemed to remember in a moment what he was saying. "You should still not have chosen to ignore me. Quite rude."
Stour's thumb that was looped around the chain had pulled it slightly, so it was slack, and in the grip of his left hand, his right still in front of his face, as though it were there with a purpose.
He turned towards Seimenk, as if wondering what Seimenk would do if Stour chose now as a time to punish the rudeness of an arrancar.
"To get respect one most show respect." Samyeru told the Arrancar, "You gave me unwanted advice earlier. While he showed some interest in why I howl". Samyeru's eyes caught the Arrancarrs thumb pull his chain, 'Is that his Zanpakuto?' Samyeru thought to himself. He sniffed the air and smelled a slight blood-lust emitting from The Arrancar. As he turned toward the polite one, Samyeru went on all fours in a position to defend himself, if necessary.
"You don't get a choice," Stour said, his face not showing emotion. "I shall formally introduce myself, then."
Stour moved his hand from his mouth, and brought it down, pulling his robe, to reveal the tattoo of the number eight that resided on the front of his torso, opposite his own tattoo. "Octava Espada, Stour Kirinonai," Stour said, relinquishing the chain its duty as a belt, and pulling it over his shoulder, one of the blade ends in his left hand. "And I feel disrespected."
Stour didn't usually go after innocent bystanders, but the talk of the need to prove himself.. The desire. The urge. He must prove himself worthy of his position. He didn't truly feel disrespected. He didn't care one bit for the man's respect. He wanted to prove himself worthy of his position. Either outcome possible from this scenario would make him feel worthy. He had laid a challenge... He had nothing to fear.
Our bed becomes a grave before we blow ourselves away!
"You don't get a choice," Stour said, his face not showing emotion. "I shall formally introduce myself, then."
Stour moved his hand from his mouth, and brought it down, pulling his robe, to reveal the tattoo of the number eight that resided on the front of his torso, opposite his own tattoo. "Octava Espada, Stour Kirinonai," Stour said, relinquishing the chain its duty as a belt, and pulling it over his shoulder, one of the blade ends in his left hand. "And I feel disrespected."
Samyeru heard the Arrancar introduced himself with such confidence. "Your the Eighth Espada?" Samyeru said with an impressed look on his face.
"I never expected to run into an Espada out like this. I've heard they stayed in Los Noches, unless something big happens."
Stour didn't usually go after innocent bystanders, but the talk of the need to prove himself.. The desire. The urge. He must prove himself worthy of his position. He didn't truly feel disrespected. He didn't care one bit for the man's respect. He wanted to prove himself worthy of his position. Either outcome possible from this scenario would make him feel worthy. He had laid a challenge... He had nothing to fear.
Samyeru just realized the situation he was in. 'The Eighth Espada was going to fight me over something like not showing him respect when I first saw him.'
"Look, It really isn't necessary for us to fight," Samyeru said with respect. " But if you insist on fighting me may I request that we don't use are Ressureccions? It would attract more attention then just us, and I don't think you want that much attention."
"Your reaction to my initiating combat is enough," Stour said, wrapping the chain around his waist with a flick of his wrist, "I simply lost track of myself."
Stour's light voice was sounding almost bored now, "I really have been out here too long," he said, looking around, "You may introduce yourself, now, Arrancar." As he said that, he looked deep into the Arrancar's eyes, wondering who he might be, as he was not familiar. Stour had no intentions of ever letting someone insult him, but was ignoring him really an insult, or had he just been worked up?
Likely the latter, all that talk about proving himself.... What would fighting someone at random prove? That he was no better than the Primera, he had so distanced himself from? Worthless antics would get him nowhere.
Our bed becomes a grave before we blow ourselves away!
Your reaction to my initiating combat is enough," Stour said, wrapping the chain around his waist with a flick of his wrist, "I simply lost track of myself."
Samyeru let out a breath of relief Stour's reaction. 'I really didn't want to fight this guy.' He thought to himself.
Stour's light voice was sounding almost bored now, "I really have been out here too long," he said, looking around, "You may introduce yourself, now, Arrancar." As he said that, he looked deep into the Arrancar's eyes, wondering who he might be, as he was not familiar. Stour had no intentions of ever letting someone insult him, but was ignoring him really an insult, or had he just been worked up?
Likely the latter, all that talk about proving himself.... What would fighting someone at random prove? That he was no better than the Primera, he had so distanced himself from? Worthless antics would get him nowhere.
"I am known as Samyeru Fenrir, but those who know me better just call me Sam." Samyeru answered the Eighth Espada with a respectful bow.
" You honor me with your presence, Stour. If I had any refreshments, I would offer you some. Maybe I could be of service to you, I'm a pretty good tracker." Samyeru said pointing to his nose,"The nose knows you know, hahaha."
Laughing at this comment made Samyeru feel relaxed and then drawing his attention to the other Arrancar, "I just realize, you still haven't introduced yourself to me." Raising his hand toward the Arrancar still sitting in his chair.
" You honor me with your presence, Stour. If I had any refreshments, I would offer you some. Maybe I could be of service to you, I'm a pretty good tracker." Samyeru said pointing to his nose,"The nose knows you know, hahaha."
"Refreshments?", he remarked dryly, "Oh those would certainly be nice. One cannot think well, sleep well, live well, or even fight well if one hath not dined well. Some dried meat would be perfect, but oh! The little animals have gone and run off with that."
Laughing at this comment made Samyeru feel relaxed and then drawing his attention to the other Arrancar, "I just realize, you still haven't introduced yourself to me." Raising his hand toward the Arrancar still sitting in his chair
"To be fair you only just introduced yourself to us a moment ago, so please, give me a chance. I-", he said, pausing, "-am Seimenk Ongoh. And your jerky and your nose have given me an idea. I heard...through one source or another that there is a Arrancar Women's Association. They apparently have some way of acquiring Gigai and going to the human world to do whatever they do. Shopping or something. We should start an Arrancar Men's Association -we can eat man-food like jerky, hunt things that aren't bargains, fight in a gentlemanly sporting manner, and I dont know...do stuff more interesting than they do."
Last Edit: Aug 30, 2009 16:40:02 GMT -5 by Seimenk
