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Subject Post 11PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:53 am


This man... He was a strange adult. Most adults get mad unnecessarily. Simply stepping a manner that wasn't adult like was enough to spark an adult's rage. This adult... no... this... Aramand fellow... He did no such thing. Instead, from somewhere, he drew an odd smelling herb from wherever adults store things, lighting a small fire and inhaling fumes.

...A faceless woman used to cover his nose and mouth when they passed by those kinds of people... She said something... her touch was soothing...

He jerked back from the touch and was back in the desert. The man was talking about something... about how his kind was supposed to be uncommon... but he's seen plenty of them. He called himself Aramand. Called him kid. Asked for a reason for a reason to be here. What an adult-like thing to say, really! It was typical of an adult, to wonder why to everything insignificant and avoid all the important questions of why. Like why was the sky blue? Why did people wear clothes? No, it was something as insignificant as 'why are you here'... If he were capable of disdain he would show it. Of course, disdain was not in his vocabulary od expressions. Only joy.

Desalmado began to follow the man, not minding the sweltering heat on his flesh. Nothing's wrong with a bit of sun, after all. Oh, that name!

"Named Desalmado. Des short. No reason to be anywhere. Just feeling the sun and the sand and everything!" He smiled up at the man, his constant, constant smile reflected off the rays of the day.
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Subject Post 12PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 8:08 am

A chest full of this herbs smoke is exhaled through his nostrils all the while peering down from his lofty stature down to the youth at his side. "Des it is..." So he knew what to call him now besides kid. He could feel it from Des, he was a free spirit. Easy going, not worrying about to much of anything, go with the flow---a typical child. Aramand could appreciate this. Children didn't have the judgemental tendencies adults had. Children were pure for the most part, all instinct, no predisposed notions and whatnot. It was better he ran into a kid then an adult with something to prove.

With that, the least Aramand could do was try his hand at being "Social". Sharing a personal tidbit of information, "This is my first time seeing a desert, let alone walking in one...figured there'd be alot more going on. Just a sea of Sand..". His Face (if it could be seen) would transition into features of discontent and perhaps disapproval. Expectations not being met mean that Des was the changing factor that perhaps made this trip worth while.

So out of sheer curiosity he'd ask, "You come to the world of the living often?" Saying it didn't really make sense to him. Technically, Shinigami, Vizards, Arrancar, all of them...they live as well. Albeit different lives in a different realm and plane of existence but living nonetheless. It's the understanding that this is the Humans domain that brings it all back to scope and those apprehensions never even made it to the surface of his fascia even during or after the question.
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Subject Post 13PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 8:23 am

Talk talk talk. Adults talk a lot and this Aramand fellow was no exception. Desalmado listened... as best he could. That is to say, he hardly listened at all. He was far more interested in the smoke trailing above them. It rose from the herb thick and strong but as it rose it became weak and dispersed into nothingness. Where did it go? Desalmado was pretty curious. He always wondered how that smoke smelled like, and why he was inhaling it. What'd it do?

Oh, but he was talking about the sand now. The herb in his mouth jiggled up and down and Desalmado thought that it may fall out of his mouth at any time. That didn't happen. He looked around for something to put in his mouth too but he couldn't find anything. Even then, he wouldn't be able to light it and inhale it's smoke. Why did adults inhale smoke anyways? As far as Desalmado was concerned, it was a rather silly thing. It dispersed in the air, so it would disperse in his lungs, right? Maybe that felt good!

First, that answer to the question.

"Yes! There's candy here! No candy at home. Tasty little lizards though! Not as good as candy." Desalmado smiled, and had an idea in his mind. The man wouldn't mind one puff, would he? Would he? It's just one puff. Quick and with no warning, Desalmado's surprising speed made itself known yet again as he tried to swipe the cigarette off of Aramand. For curiosity's sake, of course.
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Subject Post 14PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 8:38 am

The truth stated is that Aramand is never off-guard. It may appear so, it's not in his nature to be. His nature is that of a weapon, a tool, an instrument for the purpose of conflict and so he's wired for it. Especially when you have a kid as active and busy as Des walking beside you. After all, given how he appeared, it wasn't far-fetched to be expecting something like this to happen. So when the kids amazing speed came into fruition, Aramands own sought to meet it head on.

An audible -FAP- sound could be heard as Aramand caught, and viced the Wrist of Des mere inches from his spliff. It would be at this very moment that the "Suppression" on Aramands Spirit Pressure would be slightly lifted--and with it a Tidal Wave of Psychological Effect could possibly be felt by the Arrancar. It was dark and mammoth. It would be as if Aramand grew to 300' tall in one instant and stared him down cold.---In fact, it would be quite similar to what Former Head Captain Yama would do to those who spoke out of turn to him. That INSANE...psychological weight bearing down.


In truth Aramand would have just held the kid there while reaching inside yet again to this seemingly infinite place called an "inner pocket", and withdraw another spliff from it. "Rule Number 1 of the Cipher....respect the spliff and the man smoking it.." He'd push the spliff forward to be placed into the kids lips to be held, and would lower him down and toss him a lighter. Aramand wasn't one vaunted for his "Parental" ethics or his general outlook on children. Arrancar his age are usually warriors, and quite formidable ones at that.


"Your an interesting kid des.....and sure you can join me for a smoke.." He commended the kids forward nature by giving him an entire spliff rather then just 1 puff off of his. IF it would sate his interest and curiosity at all, Aramand was all the more pleased to have helped. This was starting to feel like the beginning of some weird friendship, Arrancar and Vizard Youth, smoking herb in the desert beneath the sun. How comical.
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Subject Post 15PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 9:18 am

Desalmado didn't expect for his wrist to be grabbed. This man was fast... Fast enough to keep up with him and grab his arm. Mere inches from his prized goal... taunting him, really. His silver eyes shined in the sun as he looked up at this man, smiling as always. He would speak... but then that man did something. Something lifted and his perquisa went nuts. It tasted like power. It smelled like heaviness. It felt like insanity. People can lie. People can put on farces and wear their masks. Desalmado would be unable to see behind the smoke and illusions of people. But reiatsu... reiatsu will always tell the truth about the nature of a man. And in a moment he understood this man's nature.

The smile turned into a snarl for a moment, defensive and instinctive. Desalmado, after all, was an arrancar. Arrancar were false people. Underneath the humanoid appearance, their human lips and eyes, they were monsters black and soulless. His nose wrinkled and his teeth exposed in a to-wide grin that was also a warning. He would not back down from a fight if it came. His own reiatsu didn't change. It was still suppressed to feel small and insignificant, though one would wonder if it was truly as small as he seemed, he would've responded with fear, not an aggression of his own...

The tip of a spliff struck his teeth and the tension evaporated. There would be no fighting under the hot sun here. This was, after all, no hueco mundo. Creatures here did not bow to strength and violence and such beastly acts were the exception, not the rule. The snarled grin broke into a confused frown, catching the lighter with one hand. This was that thing that caused fires, was it not? He's seen it before. They would press something... His small hands fumbled, finding it difficult to light a fire with his hands covered in his large sleeves. Finally, he raised one arm and shook the sleeve down, revealing a pale hand... with claws that were obviously not something from hueco mundo or here. They appeared to be made of metal, replacing his nails. It was a technology alien to both soul society and the land of hollow. What business had this arrancar having it embedded into his own flesh?

He lighted his own spliff, humming a made-up song happily. There appeared to be a great whooshing noise as Desalmado inhaled as hard as he could, excited to experience new sensations. He gave no thank you to his new friend, for he was thoughtless and selfish as any child. Politeness was an alien concept crafted by adults to avoid hurt feelings. The little arrancar child inhaled deeply, feeling smoke invading his lungs and burning everything they touched. He coughed despite himself, a puff of smoke popping from his mouth, followed by a little stream as he exhaled. A cero of smoke.

"...Spliff... That the name of it? Spliff?...Funny name! Like you too! Interesting! Interesting!" He made happy conversation, inhaling and exhaling eagerly. He giggled a bit, his little body being rather responsive to the new chemical in his blood. It felt like he could run forever and feel nothing. It also felt like he could sleep forever and dream everything. In short, it felt good! Adults, for all their confusing methods of existing, still had some pretty amazing stuff once in a while. Hehehehe!
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Subject Post 16PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 10:38 am

So it seemed, the one thing they could possibly have in common-brought them to a mutual understanding. His own demeanor would have shifted well before the kid was given the spliff, but now they both were calm. No spiritual pressures to speak of, enjoying something as crude as smoke together, happily chugging a trail of it as they walked. Des complimented Aramand in a sense. He was quiet, serious, dark, uninteresting, while the the kid was the personality of the two by far.


Aramand did take note of the kids features, although none of it mattered at all to him. Race or affiliation---On his off time. Didn't matter much in how he went about his ways or life, his decisions were his own at the end of the day. The Spliff in his lips would suddenly be held sternly, and Aramands steps would pause to give some dialogue. "So....where to kid, worlds a big place and i'm not gonna be kicking around sand all day."

He'd take a long drag on the spliff, the cherry going wild and finishing it out completely. Spitting it free and discarding another one from the confines of that infinite vessel of a pocket. He'd extend his hand, gesturing for Des to throw his lighter back to him, and hopefully have an answer for him by the time he did get this one started.
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Subject Post 17PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 7:15 pm

The world felt light and pleasant. Smoking was an alien sensation to him. The smoke burned his lungs and occasionally his small body would be wracked with coughing. However, he didn't seem to mind the coughing. His frozen smile didn't cease and he soon finished his roll of that odd smelling herb. He felt rather calm for once, a mental turbulence between reality and delusional perceptions temporarily soothed through the use of this strange smoke. Desalmado wondered for a moment if this was what adults used in order to make their own lives more bearable. Surely, being adults, they must have something to take off the strain of all the little worries adults do? Maybe this was it...

That man was talking to him again. This Aramand character. With that reiatsu that he would closely monitor for many years to come, likely. He had heard some time ago from some faceless memory that vizards were shinigami turned hollow, much like how arrancar are hollow turned shinigami. The different between the two was small but important. What is the different in reiatsu? Desalmado thought to the reiatsu he felt. Where was the hollow in there? That craving for destruction, that assault on the senses, a pressing nihility of a creature without a soul... Did he feel it in that man's spirit? Could he feel the hollow?

The thoughts faded like the smoke. Where shall they go now? A big world with a vizard and an arrancar, two mirrors on opposite lines of an eternal battle. "...Candy! Let's go get food!" Desalmado grinned suddenly, sharp teeth shining against the sun. Of course... no matter the skin worn, a hollow was a hollow... and hollows lived for food. The child tossed the vizard back his lighter after he pulled out yet another one of those odd herbs. How many did he have? Where did he get them? Such questions...

Desalmado stopped and leaned in close then, his clawed hands pawing at the man's chest in the area where he pulled. He was patting, looking for signs of... some clue as to where he was pulling those herbs from. A void? A secret portal? Something?
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Subject Post 18PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Wed Jun 06, 2012 8:18 pm

It was a fairly dual sided request. Odd because they were obviously not anywhere near a food source. Understandable because the kid had smoked for the first time and was undergoing a very traditional, very expected consequence of that action. He only chuckled, catching the lighter and igniting the tip of his own, inhaling the second spliff into life and releasing a thick plume of smoke downward through his nostrils. Scrunching his nose seemed to further amplify the flow, and his index and thumb would pull down the brim of the hat on his head.

Before that pawing could even commence, Aramand would have already confirmed what was there, "Never reach for another mans pocket kid. Never know when there something in there that's not intended for you to have..." Smiling and patting the kids palm once with his own finger tips before turning and walking off. The forces that would have it, eventually give The Vizard lift, and he'd begin sailing upwards and away from the ground, "Let's go find some food and something to do..."

All things considered, Aramand accepted Des for the anomoly that he was. Something original, not like anything else that Aramand knew---traits often used to describe himself, now reflected in this kid. Their being--would be an odd situation most wouldn't understand, still Aramand prided himself on not going with the flow or following the grain. Or being obedient to trends. He wasn't judgemental, so this Arrancar, Des a figure of his own personal concern, and firmly outside of the realm of any "Duty" he may have had in reference to it....

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Subject Post 19PostSubject: Re: Wandering..   Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:43 am

That was such like an adult would do. Stop children from finding the many mysteries of life. Prevent them from discovering the magical things in the universe. He didn't ponder the idea that adults themselves were not magical, despite knowing all these magical things. It didn't occur to him that perhaps what was most magical is that he didn't know, for once magic has been wholly understood, it no longer becomes magic. His state as an arrancar and his friend's state as a shinigami, they were both considered magical beings by humans and yet because they understood themselves they didn't see each other as magic. In that same way, if he knew fully the 'mystery behind the infinite plane underneath clothes' it would no longer contain its magical unknown. Desalmado, probably in some shape or form, already knew this unconsciously. He didn't argue against the man, although he blew a childish raspberry in retaliation.

When Aramand decided to fly a bit, Desalmado stayed on the ground for a moment. He swept the area with his perquisa once more, seeking any more sources of fun. People to invite to join their little troup of happiness. There was no one he thought was interesting. Aramand's reiatsu tasted to him, interesting. His hollow instincts demanded him to consume the vizard. He looked up at his friend with a gaze that was almost predatory. For a moment he could almost feel his teeth piercing flesh and blood splashing onto his face... tasty. When he followed his friend into the air however, he didn't attack him. With the reiatsu that he felt from Aramand before, it would probably too much of a fight to be worth the meal. They'd eat candy instead- an appropriate substitute for now.

"Yay! Food! Food! Race ya!"Desalmado grinned, already having 'something to do'. Though he didn't know their destination and he didn't know where he was headed, a race would be entertaining enough. Even if he couldn't keep up, Desalmado would trot back, an obedient dog so long as the master kept his needs fulfilled. Luckily, this puppy's only requirement was a source of entertainment. He laughed into the air and with a beat of static he was gone to run in the direction of the nearest town.
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