Silhouettes of the Brave

Wed Nov 16, 2011 4:50 pm

||The Dark Enforcer||
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||"No one carves my path, but me!"||

It was beginning to shift into dusk at the Karakura downtown city district, Many people were finishing up their everyday thing and routine. The city now was swamped with tens of thousands of people that inhabited the area. There wasn't much of the material world that interested Yuri, He wasn't "Materialistic." The Downtown side of Karakura Town has a seemly endless supply of street and neon lights. Many sky scrapers, buildings, highways/skyways, subways, and people dominate this part of Karakura. The perfect place to just lay low and relax, Not like anyone will see him anyway. Yuri was, how you say it, taking a break from the K-worldly duties, Just wanting a day for himself, to sit back and recline. Even though one would think that the busy central of the city wouldn't be relaxing, It was almost a surreal atmosphere for him. He's been in hectic atmospheres his whole life, not like a little more wouldn't kill him. His black cloak was billowing behind himself calmly by the passing winds as he walked through the central. His left hand always wrapped around in his best friend's white ribbon with him at all times- Teion-en, his zanpakuto. Yuri's pace was decent, It wasn't rushed nor completely laid back, just a nice strut . His amethyst shift from one person to another, watching their mannerisms and how they actually interact with each other. Before he knew it he heard a spectacle that was occurring to his left about six feet on the street. SKREEEEEEEEECCCCCHHHH!!!

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOUR DOING ASSHOLE ?!?"

Tsukuyomi shifted his attention to his left slowly, His right hand inside of the pocket of his cloak in a nonchalant mannerism. He shrugged his shoulders before walking closer towards the tribulation started by Human error- like always. His steps with not far in between but, very soft, not making a lot of noise- Not like they could hear him anyway. Peering his head around a female body, The Dark Enforcer looks at the calamity unfold. A 30 year man has seemed to have cut off the other man in his car; The other man looking to be about 20-22 years of age. This ultimately turned into a massive t-bone accident and the young man was furious- As he should be. Yuri shook his head slightly, a small chuckle escaping his lips as he did so before continuing to walk down the street aimlessly. The screams of the two men went on forever it seemed until Tsukuyomi got far enough away- Took like ten minutes of walking though. It seems like everything is still a bit normal within cities, He hasn't seen a single hollow either, Perfect, Surprise work is just so cumbersome. The Dark Enforcer's attention defiantly wasn't where it was suppose to be, Until he past store that read "Walking! TALKING! PUPPY ROBOTS!". He back petaled towards the store before re-reading the sign once more. He thought to himself slowly, placing his left hand onto his chin in a nonchalant pondering state; His right leg extended outward as he slightly put more weight on his left to slightly lean, His left eye brow raising slightly at the fact that he's even contemplating going in.

"Hmmm....They do...look cute."

Yuri then walked up to the window of this establishment, taking a better look at the toys they had on for display; There're four robot puppies that were doing back-flips on commands of claps, It instantly made Yuri's heart melt inside- The usually always smug Yuri Tsukuyomi in front of his greatest weakness. Adorable items. The look of great envy dove over his face for a split second before shaking his head. He wanted one so bad. That made up his mind, He decided that he was going to go into the store and check things out. Not like anyone was watching him!

Thu Dec 01, 2011 3:26 am

It was a tediously bright day today with the sun shining across Karakura in that stupid 'hope bringing' sort of way. It signified to the people that today was going to be a good day. A day of light. A day of peace. A day where you can get along in life. That was all that is signified in a bright sunny day. Is that what actually happens? Even in broad daylight, people are slain, tortured, raped and kidnapped so what do the rays of the sun actually prove? Is it just there to keep the weaklings happy? probably...

All of this would be going through her head; if she were awake that is. A tall building in Karakura somehow held a peculiar visitor as she lay there flat out with arms stretched and legs bent at the knee's. Her face was buried into the floor and she just lay there without moving. That was before her left leg suddenly twitched. Then again, she let a slight kick loose from her foot and then her arms started to move. She prized herself from the floor and slowly fumbled herself onto her feet. The light was blinding her so she had no vision at this point. Stumbling towards some shade behind a doorway, she threw herself onto the floor again and looked up towards the sky. That was when she spoke with her calm tone.

It's day...

She slipped her hand into her dress, a long black maid cross school girl uniform with pockets. She removed a small vial of red liquid from the dress and smashed it against the wall beside her. She then held up her hand as the red liquid circles above her head and shot right into her mouth. She gulped twice before laying there an extra 2 seconds. Suddenly, a burst of reitsu flared through her body causing her eyes to widen and glow red. Her hair pulsed a red colour through each separate hair she had on her head. From this, the girl could stand up perfectly fine and then began to walk away calmly. Who was this girl with the red liquid? It was none other than Ashlei Clixx: One of the most feared girls in existence. At the moment, she appeared about 21 with a thin body, large bust and very long red hair. She looked like a genuine vampire.

I still feel weak...

Ashlei was a girl that depending on blood and couldn;t live without it. She was also dependant on 18 hours of sleep otherwise her body would violently torture her. This girl may be frightening, but she is also a little soul trapped within her own torturous cage. She doesn't want help though. She wants you to die. Ashlei walked back up to the door on the roof and tugged the handle.

...locked...

This didn't phase her. Ashlei took her thumb and placed it into her mouth. She then bit down hard, wincing slightly as she did so. Taking her hand away, it was now visible she had lost a thumb. She then began to rub her blood up and down the door, grinning as she did so. After the door was drenched in red, Ashlei sucked on her thumbless thumb. The blood from within shot down her throat and into her system again. She took her thumb from her mouth and viola! her thumb was back. The door however, was now meeting a terrible doom. Holding out her hand, Ashlei curled her delicate fingers into a fist and the door seemed to practically implode on itself with a violent crunch. Throwing the door to the side, Ashlei took the blood from the door (every single drop) and drink that too before walking down the step into whatever the hell shop she fell asleep on top of.

Down inside the store, Ashlei appeared in some peculiar store with a few people inside. Not a great deal many, but one of them was mentioned before. Ashlei had never met him so she just walked on by. The man behind the counter however had something to say.

Hey! How did you get out back!?

Ashlei did indeed walk in through the back door from the roof so it's no wonder he would realise. Ashlei stopped walking and looked at him, flexing the wings on her back and head. This creeped the man out suddenly as her eyes glared a violent red towards him. Then within an instant, the man collapsed on the floor, his head rolling out from behind the counter. Ashlei looked at her right hand. The side of it was coated in blood. Did she just cut that mans head off? regardless, she now had a free meal. Most people in the shop began to run away from the murderer as she bent down with the decapitated body and stuck her fingers inside its neck.

Hmm... will do...

She then proceeded to lick her hand with each dip into the dead mans throat. What a... scary girl...

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