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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Wandering..   Mon Jun 04, 2012 12:20 pm

A victim of curiosity and confinement. Well over thousands of years in age, yet if one was dating from the moment of his Genesis from confinement within Central 46, his life experiences paled in comparison to most. The stimulation of air, light on the eyes, the smells and scents. Trivial, meaningless things, often taken for granted by most. But to him are adhered to with an unrelenting grip by senses hungry for stimulation and a mind equally starved for the information present here. He quantifies everything from the temperature to the barometric pressure with the scrutiny of a world class scientist.

One would believe that he'd chose a better place to explore. Something that had more to offer, more to sustain the voracious appetite for knowledge and experience he had. Something to make those Onyx oculars within their sockets brighten with enlightment. Instead they sustain that machine line stillness, such frigid characteristics, this one has no emotion to display. Nothing to force those eyebrows into any form of direction or display of the internal emotional aspects that should be going through his mind--but aren't. The truth to it is, Aramand is a tool. A weapon. The Soul Societies attempt to keep up with the many anomolies in the world by creating their own. ----Things like emotion and personality were not top of the list when creating him.

Something moves and catches his attention and his head swivels, causing the length of his metallic hair to trail behind him---only to witness a bird taking flight. Unfufilling. The lids would drop to half mast around those Onyx occulars and his footsteps would continue to carry him along on his expedition through the land of the living.
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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Mon Jun 04, 2012 1:31 pm



I am here



deal with it



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The Sands of time are harsh this may be true. But for the most part. shimigami and souls did not feel the ever lasting affects which usually where from the aftermath of time itself. So unlike the weak and frail body of a human they can wander and wander. Which is why in this instance kukaku shiba had found herself lusting for another adventure. the feel of the unknown, which causes the electric tingle in your spine. Nothing can really compare to something that is as joy inducing as something like the vigors of exploration. Now though this is how the person known simply as Kukaku shiba, had found herself wandering in the remote heart of the wastelands, a place notorious for the things which lurked inside. From the looks of things they had been true up to a certian point. But for the rest of it. There was different things abroad then what was just going on at eye level.
There are some things here.. which seem to be not like what i once though they would be. What a pain.. Every time i go and do something like this and am thinking at everything will be as expected. Some damned freaking complication pops the hell up. .. I dont know why this happens but usually i find this fucking shit anoying as hell. ..

These thoughts had come through the head of kukaku, while she was making her way silently but smoothly through the sands which seemed to billow out around her like a cloud which threatened to envelop everything it touched, with its smothering grip. Though this was something which she found comforting, the sands usually could be found to obscure ones location from prying eyes and this is why she found it so comfortable. It had become familiar over the previous days she had begun to travel through the realm of the wastelands. And through this she had learned much and had seen much which she would'nt have usually seen.

Though one of the downsides was the fact of the cloak which usually billowed around her and caused her some serious trouble while moving about. This was one of the things she fount most aggrivating. And twice now having had to restrain herself from ripping the thing to shreds. Had stopped and blown up the sands to vent out her rage. But right now the feeling of calm was with her, the rare thing which usually avoided her since she and calm where usually not on the same page. Unfortunativly her and her anger where more then often on the same page. Which was the exact opposite of what this girl needed generally most of the time. For these general reasons kukaku had found herself to be seaking solitude more and more often lately hoping to deal with the feice flaming tempest of temper and rage which had become a constant internal part of her daily life.

Through the sands as she walked some things could have been prominently seen from her figure. These where generally and undoubtedly the black hair which spiked up in her face like some emo hair styled cut. The huge bossom which was the girth of her breasts. Which usually where bouncing out infront of her as she walked. Which proved to be very cumbersom most of the time. but from the generality of it she knew these could be much much more hindering. But other then this the fact that she had only one arm was generally a eye sore which drew the attention to her. This was one of the sore subjects that best be avoided around her but generally was the one thing people really wanted to ask her about. Needles to say that never ended well.

Her figure though was held with one of pride and determination, which is why so many people knew and respected her for who she was. Though at the moment the definite and familiar thrum of spiritual energy could be felt somewhere in the nearby or in this case relativly local region of the sands which where as uniform and monotone as a cardboard box colored boarding school room. The energy was not as strong as kukaku's but it sure was still there. This is what caused her to stop mostly perplexed.

"..I wonder why some other person. or thing i should say would be out here.. Well this is fucking great. just when i thought i found some solitude something like this has to go and happen.. Well i better go find out what the hell it is, before this predicament tempts fate.. damnit,.."..

She had said in a rather sarcastic but generally anoyed edged with slight rageful demenor. Having began to make her way over towards the general or what she hoped was the general direction of the spiritual disturbance which had piqued her interest. Though it was like a game of marco polo from the heavy set desert like tempest which raged about . She had began to use this signature of reistu to generally get closer and closer to the area which the other may or may not have been found. This probably was more of a game of hide and seek then anything else. But kukaku was not one of give up that easily..

"..God i wish this storn would simmer down, so i could fucking see better.. ugh.. "..

She had griped now swiping out into the sandy curtains which where shown around her being the sand storm. They where starting to get on her nerves.. For the most part. they where hindering and most of all where a general anoyance which she could do without. Though it seemed like the relentless cloud had no intention of blowing over any time soon. Almost as if to mock her and see how long she could hold out without loosing her mind again. Well.. this was the veiw she had on the whole matter anyways. As at the moment she had began to make her way closer to the disturbance. being pretty close by at the point that she was at now. But the closer she got the more impatient she general was becoming. Which was something pretty predictable. Impatience and temperamentality usually where not something that worked well for someone when paired together in the same situation.

But generally she had a idea of where she was going so now. moving to the right slightly. her stride which had lengthened though kept its even and liquid grace. had caused her to relativly cross ground much faster in the moments she was moving around. Though probably not generally as fast as she wanted to go. But she did not in fear of spooking or startling what ever the hell was out there that was causing her to do this in the first place. Since she would have to then chase after it. And boy did she hate having to chase down something. It seriously pissed her off when she had to do something like that generally which is why she had now began to estlessly tap her fingrs on her thy as she had began to quicken walking yet again as she felt the thrum getting closer once more. Then ironically enough it began to get farther and fucking farther away as who or what ever the hell it was began to mvoe again. "For crying out loud.. cant they stay in one place".. She had muttered silently under her breath as she began to reajust her course once more.

By now she would have noticed that she was getting seriously farther away from her intended target then she was hoping she would be. So even though this had anoyed her again. she took a second and counted to tenn. To a fucking deep as breath. and resumed walking and pacing around looking for what or who ever the fuck was out there besides her. But through this whole time she had been wandering aimlessly. she had began to get a rough guestimate of the location the person might have been moving too. From this manner she continued to walk around abit more. Now having began to sketch it out and figure out the numbers as she walked. Preparnig to use a flash step to move closer than instead of this rediculas game of walking and trying to find who ever the freaking hell it was. Which was infact something which was getting old very quickly. So as she stopped thinking for a second she tapped her lip with her still intact hand's index finger persing her lips in concentration and general thought.

".. So.. if i've been getting farther away he should be somewhere close by.. But moving in the opposite direction i am.. This would mean is i reajusted and flash stepped that way i might bump into him.. But he might also be moving away in another direction.. So.. i might aswell... just flash step closer to his general direction and flood the area with reistu.. If they are looking for a fight.. im pissed enough to give the honey one.. so.. I think thats what ima do..

So kukaku now with the distinct feeling of time speeding up. and the resounding crack which ringed ni her ears from the flash step. had now resurfaced in the general proximity of who ever this person was or who ever it was in general. So now sitting down and counting to three after calming herself to the level of her being able to be rational. Then waiting afew more seconds had allowed her reistu to flood outwards for a second. in the point which who or what ever the thing was would easily be able to know where it exactly was coming from. Now all that was left was to wait. and see.. To see what the hell would show up to her little.. call.
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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Mon Jun 04, 2012 2:08 pm

The Domain offered him little discomfort. He was to pleased to be somewhere else other then the soul society, other then a chamber, other then Central 46 to care. One could wager it was either that, or his sheer physical capabilities that made this air, hot, and dry location a cakewalk for him to be in. He suffered none of the discomforts associated with it. Not even a parched throat or the squinting of the eyes from the sun's beaming. Instead he just happily promenaded about in the sand without a care in the world---purposely suppressing his spiritual pressure as to not draw any attention, or disturb anything else that may be around.


Unfortunately, it appears he didn't suppress it enough....

He could feel someone elses, and the way it appeared was intentional, way to deliberate for it to be just some circumstance of chance. Someone was seeking him out, and he somewhat scoffs at himself for not having picked up any traces of another pressure out here--or being to immersed in being outdoors that he failed to notice it. Either way something or someone was attempting to get the drop on him, or at least wanted his attention--and he'd supply that. His direction would change, footsteps would be taken to carry him in that direction.


It would be at this time that his mind was starting to switch gears. Aramand was sociopathic, he didn't enjoy the company of others or better stated---if he had a choice, he'd prefer to be left alone. It was remarkable that he had anyone that he could relate to at all, and the only person he regarded as a friend, only sought company to KILL rather then entertain---that was Kenpachi's way. Odd that he could relate to that man, but he could. And alot of Kenpachi has rubbed off on Aramand who was more impressionable then he should be due to the circumstances. So the entire trip toward the flooding source was speculation as to who or what had brought itself into his proximity, and eventually, whomever it was, would be greeted by 6' 9" of Vizard Supremacy in the flesh. An immaculately sculpted individual who's exquisite exterior was complimented by a rather offputting gaze.

His eyes were voids. Onyx spheres in their sockets locked firm onto the objective before them with scrutiny. Quantifying and deducing any and everything from the physical appearance---like some machine. He is after all an instrument and a tool. The blessings and characteristics of which are built into the core of his very being and can never be changed or removed despite any and all attempts at cultivating and harmonizing them. So his voice would sound out from over a gap of about 30 meters, "I take it you wanted to be found...flooding the area with your spiritual pressure and all..."
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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Mon Jun 04, 2012 3:08 pm



I am here



deal with it



Kukaku

So her little plan had worked afterall, but sadly the person who came was less than what she was hoping for in the particular moment in time. From what she had gathered the person was pretty strong yes. But not quite on par with a captian, For this very reason she had sighed and waited to see just exactly what had turned up. On the good side of things. There was a distinguishable air of nonchalontness about this new arrival which could have been approved of by kukaku. But on the bad side of this, the dude was about as smart in their comments as a bad of fucking rocks.

".. Hon.. please filter with that thing you call a brain before you speak. Some thing you are saying are pretty damned obvious.. Or are you just going to keep pointing out what i've done and had been doing?.."

Kukaku had said. in a drawling voice, but the fact of the matter was, she was kind of dissapointed. When she had hoped to find something which was interesting she was stuck with a plain old bum which was saying things which obviously and painfully so where done for the reason they where stating. It was kind of amusing but at the same time it bugged kukaku. Was there really anyone or anything out here which could give her something interesting to do?.. For the most part as she had looked up the calculating expression on her face was kind of aswell obvious as she asessed who had turned up to her little Explanation or display.. Of her power. and ok,. the person was muscular and probably was very fit, and something about him reminded her of kenpachi.. or the rumors of kenpachi anyways.

But the person obviously was one who would be anoying to hang around with, and escpecially with the mood she had now. was not the perfect, person for the choice but.. she simply asked one clear cut question before she waited to see what the other would do.

.. "What are you doing here in the middle of no where persay?.. Well hon.. im waiting.."..



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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Mon Jun 04, 2012 10:28 pm

Aramand himself, if asked, would have agreed with her that he was not an interesting person---if conversation and aimless banter was what you sought from your company. Socialism and it's dynamics weren't his strong suits and he never laid claim to it. In fact he usually makes it quite clear that he'd prefer the opposite, even now he isn't 100% sure WHY he followed the source but here he is, a spontaneous act he wasn't about to give more thought then it deserved.

The woman's personality was somewhat tough to deal with though. He didn't have patience in abundance to begin with, so it was only natural the time she had finished jousting him with her forwardness, he had something fairly mean to say. "Not out here for much I suppose, I guess you can say that i'm fairly new around these parts and many others. Showing a little bit of initiative and getting to know the worlds so to speak. I'd ask you to applaud my open-mindedness but uh.....looks like that ain't possible.."


A fairly cruel joust, but she did regard him as if he were a neanderthal, and she his superior. Her entire being reeks of some imbalance, a male within a females body, and quite frankly he didn't find the dynamic much to his liking. "So what's your story? You a master in Un-ARMED combat or something?" He could keep this up all day. While not the most talkative individual, and not even capable of starting a conversation, insults, like most form of combat, even vocal, comes all to easy to him.

All the while his facial never changed, there was no spawn of character, arch in brow or re-alignment of his outlook, she was for the most part, vocalizing with a Stone.
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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 6:36 am

Patience was never his strongest suit. The womans antics weren't captivating enough to make him stand here in an endless waltz awaiting "SOMETHING" to come out of him deviating from his course. He was a fool for allowing himself to be drawn out of his zone like this, and an even bigger one for expecting something to come out of it. Aramands eyes would hide fully behind his lids, exhaling a breath while turning and beginning to walk away from her outright.

"Many distractions in the world of the living...more then i'd care to bother with.."

Given the moments that would tick by after his departure it wouldn't be long before the woman (if she was still there watching) would be seeing the slight trail of sand billowing in a stale wind as it passes over the scorching expansions of this lifeless place. Taking his garments and the dragging length of hair for a short ride within the burst of wind. If uninterrupted...Aramand would be exiting this place.
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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 6:54 am

Desalmado loved the sun. It warmed his dead flesh. He lay in the sand, feeling the heat on his skin and enjoying it immensely. The sky was an impeccable hue of sea. The air was crisp and dry in his lungs and he enjoyed it all. Somewhere outside, there was a feeling of reiatsu around him. He sat up then, shaking the dust from his clothes. What was that, out there?

The sand was blisteringly hot beneath his bare feet. A boy barely 12 stared into the vast sands. Beautiful... Beautiful... His frozen smile widened just a little bit. What was that? Was it interesting? Would it be interesting for him to find it? His mind told him yes. Desalmado, the little unknown arrancar, picked up his blade and blew the extra grains off the white surface before slinging it over his shoulder. Before the hilt even hit his back he had disappeared with a static sound.

His steps and static beat across the sand, faster than can be seen. The only signs of his existence was when the sand was kicked up as he let out sonido after sonido.

Then his toe got caught in some sand. Within moments the world was upside down, then rightside up, then upside down again as the child arrancar barreled at speeds breakneck speed right into a quiet man known as Armand as he was leaving the place. Oops. Maybe he was friendly...?
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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:09 am

As it seems this place was becoming more and more active with life that he didn't see or sense coming. He was starting to think there was a short coming with his own abilities. People getting the drop on him, arriving out of no where and the sensation of actually being caught off guard wasn't to pleasing at all. Still, he kept a cool head about it all, and as the barreling object encroached on him, he only did what he was create to do---somewhat. After all, he had no reason to kill, just keep it from hitting him.


Just as impact was seemingly inevitable Aramand would shuffle backwards only slightly, enough to remove himself as the intended target of impact, where as his hand would have shot forward in an extraordinary act of dexterity, timing and hand-eye co-ordination seek to snag the young child by the collar and stop him cold in his tracks all the while harmlessly hoisting him up and off of his feet to eye level where he could be scrutinized by the Squad 10 Vice Captain. Onyx oculars, like the eyes of some demonic shark, would affix to the youth and have some semblance of questioning within them.

"You should really watch where you're going..." Aramand wasn't known for his personality. Or his conversation or his social skills for that matter. His appearance was nonchalant, dark, grimm even. His eyes discouraged most from even talking to him, let alone getting to know the person behind those voidal, obsidian anomolies sliding around in his sockets . "You alright kid?"
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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:24 am


The world was spinning... spinning... spinning..

Then the world stopped spinning. Right side up, even! He was also floating a bit from the ground. There was a tugging at the back of his shirt. Oh! Someone was holding him! That's what it was! The little arrancar flailed a bit at first, since he thought he was falling. However, this proved not to be the case. It was only then did he stop moving and simply look up at the man holding him. By his reiatsu he reeked of soul society spawn. Unlike other arrancar, he had no disdain of that place... though he certainly was curious what it looked like! Perhaps he should attempt to visit there sometime, though likely when he was caught not even his immense speed would save him.

Desalmado tilted his head as the stranger talked with him. He spoke of... boring, adult things. Warning of watching where he was going. Such foresight was typical of adults, always looking in front of them for fear of tripping. They never look for what may fall on them or what may creep up from behind. Adults were a narrow-minded species of creature after all. He smiled his frozen smile, a little lopsided as the centipede mask fragment that crawled down his face prevented one side of his mouth from smiling fully.

"Fine! Felt you! Wanted to say hi! Hi!" His sleeve covered hand waved into the strange man's face, showing no fear despite meeting a hollow's worst enemy. Any signs of strength from him was, as always, nonexistent. Spiritual sense wise, he felt weaker than even the tiny lizards in hueco mundo. It would be no surprise that Aramand couldn't feel him before being barreled into.
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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:33 am

Aramand would put the kid down and step back some to allow him to get his garments in order. The distaste of Arrancar to Shinigami or Vizards hasn't been set into him. Despite his vast age, Aramands time outside of confinement is still miniscule in comparison to most, it wouldn't be a surprise if this kid has seen more time free, then he himself. With that stated, even despite his position and his duty, he didn't have the discontent most of the Soul Society has for this kids kind. Plus ontop of that----he is a child. So there would be no conflict based on race alone, not any that he'd start anyway,and clearly, Aramand wasn't the type to take such trivial things to heart. There will always be conflict, before he came and long after he was gone. He came here to learn of life and play tourist to all it had to offer--not squabble.

"Well you've said "Hi" I suppose.....my names Aramand, you got a name kid? And a reason for even being out here?.." His voice would trail some, Aramand would reach into the confinements of his attire and pull out a rolled spliff of an herb known for it's "Relaxing" effect. In truth it kept Aramands Legendary Temper at bay, but more specifically it kept him docile. Igniting the tip and pulling the spliff would be lit and a thick cloud of smoke would waft into the air while Aramands eyes continue to affix to the child. "I'd say it's uncommon to see your kind here....but the truth if your probably like the 5th Arrancar i've ever met since I've been out..".

Aramand would gesture for the kid to follow, being in this heat with the sun beating down seemed more bearable when moving, and it wasn't long before a huge brimmed hat was withdrawn and placed on his head, hiding his eyes and leavin only his jaw and the long spliff within his lips as his only visible characteristics.
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