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Ulquiorras cold green eye's followed the two group members and the newcomer. The black haired women frowned. She did not understand. Was one of the humans not suppose to keep guard in case of attack? That was what she deduced of her observations. Once again the silent, cat-like figure moved through the imposing shadows of the night now vaguely intrigued by the newcomer. But someone else had caught her eye.
It was none other than the black haired frost magic user. If her memory was correct his name was Kristian. She did not know her last name and that bothered her. It had become a habit that when she took interest in someone, which was rare, she took the time to know everything she could about them. Why she took interest in him, she had no idea herself. He seemed no different from other humans. True he was observant noticing the burn on the leaders hand and the item the newcomer had dropped but what did that change.
Ulquiorra suddenly stopped approaching the group. Though her face had not changed one bit her tense frame and her hand placed on her sword indicated that something was her. Her piercing gaze narrowed down on a crack on the ground not far from Eric and Kyle.
The Infected. Lately she had noticed that they had been able to travel underground more often. She supposed because the demons had been lending them a hand. In a blink of an eye she was over the crack and with superhuman strength plunged her hand into the crack and at the same time splitting open the ground. This action revealed a dozen of human looking infected. All of them surrounded by a dark aura confirming her thoughts about Demons.
Occ: Is Kyle gay? Don't get me wrong cause I support gay marriage and stuff. Just that me and young and beautiful kind of wanted Ulquiorra and Kristian to be together.........
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Ulquiorra looked around her face was bore the same cold expression as always. She had no interest of fighting this weak bunch of Infected demon aura or no. Calmly she raised her hand and pointed her index finger towards the crack where more of the Infected were crawling out. "Cero." She said naming the attack she was about to use. At the end of her index finger a small black ball full of energy started to form. When it was about the size of a marble a huge get of energy 15 time her size exploded from the tiny ball full of energy. This jet lasted for about a second. After all no need to wast energy on trash. When the Cero finally faded very few of the Infected remained and where her Cero had reached had left a huge crater. The Arrancar turned away her steps calm and measurd unlike her rushed entrance. "I suggest you get quickly rid of the rest before they figure out how to use the powers the demon gave them." She suggested her voice cold and emotionless.
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Orihime had been watching the hole thing. She had never considered herself strong. So scared to ruin everything for everything for everybody she had stayed hidden inside her tent. She had seen the newcomers and had not understood much. But what she had understood was the attack of the Infected. Not only that but now Kristian was hurt. She new that this was her job to heal. Not only were her powers mean for healing but also her spirit. Her whole life she had been protected. But now it was her turn to protect. The orange haired girl called out 2 of her 6 fairy`s she used to channel her power. "Twin Sacred Return Shield." She muttered sending her magic out. Immediately an oval golden light shield appeared around Kristian. As the golden shield grew brightsr the boys wounds disappeared. But this magic also put him back at full energy.
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Occ: No it isn't. Sorry her are my last two posts.
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Ulquiorra looked around her face was bore the same cold expression as always. She had no interest of fighting this weak bunch of Infected demon aura or no. Calmly she raised her hand and pointed her index finger towards the crack where more of the Infected were crawling out. "Cero." She said naming the attack she was about to use. At the end of her index finger a small black ball full of energy started to form. When it was about the size of a marble a huge get of energy 15 time her size exploded from the tiny ball full of energy. This jet lasted for about a second. After all no need to wast energy on trash. When the Cero finally faded very few of the Infected remained and where her Cero had reached had left a huge crater. The Arrancar turned away her steps calm and measurd unlike her rushed entrance. "I suggest you get quickly rid of the rest before they figure out how to use the powers the demon gave them." She suggested her voice cold and emotionless.
Orihime had been watching the hole thing. She had never considered herself strong. So scared to ruin everything for everything for everybody she had stayed hidden inside her tent. She had seen the newcomers and had not understood much. But what she had understood was the attack of the Infected. Not only that but now Kristian was hurt. She new that this was her job to heal. Not only were her powers mean for healing but also her spirit. Her whole life she had been protected. But now it was her turn to protect. The orange haired girl called out 2 of her 6 fairy`s she used to channel her power. "Twin Sacred Return Shield." She muttered sending her magic out. Immediately an oval golden light shield appeared around Kristian. As the golden shield grew brightsr the boys wounds disappeared. But this magic also put him back at full energy.
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Ulquiorra placed her cold gaze upon the leader of the group. For a while she stayed silent. Her hollow hole was covered by her clothes just as they covered her number 4 tattoo. This peice of thrash was angry. And apparently her was blinded by this anger. After all was she not the one who had revealed the Infected? If she had done that they would have received a nasty surprise. Not to forget the Cero she did. "That is false." She said as cold and calm as usual, "These creatures are lower than trash were already here. All I did was reveal them from there underground spot." The young women met the leaders enraged gaze with her cold green one never looking away from it. He seemed to be used to getting things his way. But she to wanted to get things her way. If she were to fight the hole group would be more difficult than expected since they had healers.
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Ulquiorra blinked as her gaze met Kristians. She looked at him for a while. Watching every detail she could in a few minutes before looking away. The hole she had below her collar bone and the empty place where her heart was hurt. She had made herself immune to pain in that past. But this was different. It was the same kind of pain she had felt when she learned about human emotions. Something was missing. She had knew it. Her eyes narrowed. She could not allow herself to be distracted by trash. To add on to that she seemed to have a challenge. The leader seemed to have a lust for blood and fights. Typical. Enraged humans were even more pathetic that usual. She was not one to be beaten easily. That was what meant the number on her chest. She had only been beaten by 3 people so far. So she was number 4. That was her reality. (The 4 also has another meaning but she doesn't remember it.) It seemed that it was the enraged boy who was creating the storm. That was another thing she noticed with humans. Rage seemed to give them strength. But they had absolutely no control over it. Trash.
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[align=center]Ulquiorra did not move, nor did she have any intention too. The supernutural stayed silent for a while evaluating her situation. The leader, Kyle seemed to have calmed down a little. But just by looking at him she could tell that her still wanted to fight. The people around him seemed to try and calm him down but if he attacked she was not sure what they would do. Would they back up their leader loyaly or would they try and stop him. Whatever they did it made no difference to her.
"Why?" She asked placing her hands in her white pokets.
The Arrancars pale skin shone under the moonlight bringing out her emotionless green eyes. The black teardrop shaped tattoos on her pace gave a a slightly haunting aspect. She had never bothered looking in a mirror but she was what you could call a dark beauty. Quiet and deadly.
"I shall move when I wish to." She stated unfazed.
Orihime walked out of the tent she had been hiding in. The orange haired girl looked at Kyle worried. She had rarely seen him so angry. Maybe it was the fight. She had always liked and admired Kyle. After all he had let pin the group when she had lost her older brother. She scanned him over checking if he was not hurt. She saw dust and scratches but he seemed fine. She sighted in relief.
"Is everything okay?" She asked worried that another fight would break out, "Please don't fight.."
The orange haired girl hated fights. They caused anger and other negative feelings. She placed a soft thin hand on Kyles shoulder, wincing at the contact of electricity but not moving. Her wide grey eye's were uncertain. Nothing like the usually cheerful and worry-free girl she usually was. Why could this not be all just a bad dream. And she would wake up with her brother in her house with no destroyed world. But at the same time she wanted to stay here. With Kyle and all her new friends.
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Ulquiorra blinked as Kristian stepped up. So they would back up their leader if necessary. Interesting. "Kristian Frost." She said coldly, "If you remember this is not the first time we meet." She stated. In a blink of an eye he was behind the small group and slowly walking away. The pain in her chest had come back. She closed her eyes and placed her hands in her pockets be for opening them again. "Know that it is not a bunch of trash that will force me to do something. I have done nothing to you, and nor do I wish to yet." She said voice unchanging despite of the pain. The Arrancar stopped and turned around. "But I suggest you leave immediately. Your fight living leader might want to stay and fight but he would be putting you in danger." She suggested, "Demons are coming and they are strong opponents." She was not lying. Demons were much more powerful and smarter than the Infected. Not to mention that they were a dozen second class demons. The most powerful class after first class demons. They would go for the medics first in order to prevent their opponents to win.
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Orihime looked at the sleeping Kyle. He seemed exhaused and troubled even in his sleep. She bit her lip hoping he would not wake up as she used her magic. Just like Kristian a shield of sold golden light surrounded him. But this had a slightly different use. Not only did it fix his wounds, it also restored all his energy, and put his mind at peace to help him sleep. "Good night." She whispered her sold grey eye's looking at her leader.
Occ: mobile post sorry. And a suckish one that can not do anything but regular text.
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As the first rays of the sun perked up Ulquiorras figure stood on rocky ground. More specifically she was on the mountain that had formed during the `apocalpse`. Some said it was the entrance to hell. But the Arrancar knew it was just one of their resting places in the human world. Why she was her? To answer that question you might want to look at a dozen second class demons on the floor. All of them had one wound in particular. A hole below the collar bone. Like her. But they were not Arrancars. Putting a hole were she had one. She had killed the demons who were after the group. Why? She knew that her business with them was far from over. The Arrancar had gotten stronger. But everybody has to in times like this. She had not gone into full power but had drawn her sword for the first time in three months. But she had also not gotten out of this unharmed. She had a shallow cut on her right cheek and her arm was broken. In fact she had broken it herself. She had use to many Dark Palm. It was a spell that caused a jet of pure energy to shoot out of her palm. Not unlike a Cero but it caused damage to her since it was not dark magic. To use it to many times could cause broken bones or death to the user. But to her this was a minor problem since she had master high speed-regeneration. Within a few seconds all her injuries would disappear. All the women had left to do was get new clothes. Since a hole sleeve was torn and the high neck had torn revealing her Hole
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Orihime woke up as the first rays of sunlight touched the earth. Her gray eyes blinked as she got used to the sunlight. But she immediately closed them as the memories of last night cam back. Group member's hurt, a supernatural, Eric, and the fight. She inhaled deeply. "Come on Orihime. You got to get yourself together. She sat there for another 5 minutes before getting changed into of policy white long sleeved shirt and tight cream colored pants. Her soft, pale orange hair was quickly brushed and let down to cascade over her shoulders and back. She smiled as she got out of the tent after all they were all still alive right? She placed her finger on her hand pensive. Should she make breakfast? They had enough to make bacon and eggs with the non-mutant chickens they had found a few days ago... Maybe she should go find Kyle and ask him. Yep that sounded like a good idea! She skipped off trying to find him and or maybe Kristian
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Orihime finally caught sight of Kyle. Who was apparently talking to David. That's not something he usually did but she ignored it. "Kyle-kun, David-san!" She called using the honorifics she had learned in Japan. Still smiling she ran up to them. "Good morning!" She said all bubbly with happiness. The girl was happy and excited for a new day. Her pure heart had already forgotten last night's troubling events. She gave a giant bear hug at both David and Kyle.
Occ: sorry can't write anymore my mom's calling me. It's that or nothing. Once again sorry
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Ulquiorra had a bad feeling. She had felt demons near the camp but one had seemed a little closer. In all she had sensed 12 demons. But she had only found and killed 11. Where was the last one? She had not bothered changing into new clothes for this thought had been on her mind since the end of the battle. Her broken arm and cut had healed but she still had dust and several scratches on her.
The Arrancar closed her green eyes trying to pinpoint the last demon. Her eyes opened quickly as they had closed. The last demon was writhing the group. But that was not he was with Kristian! Placing an icy hand on her sword she ran out of the cave and in an instant was by Kristians and Sachiko. Her cold eyes where colder than ever as she layed them on the demon. Her sleeve was ripped and she had just fought but she had other matters in mind. And as long as her Arranger hole was not seen she would not reveal what she was.
"Please step away from him."
She said her tone revealing it was not a question. She would not draw her sword just yet for this girl's aura was different from other demons. It was more agitated and radiated power. She was not to be underestimated. But Ulquiorra had no intention to let the boy die. If he were to die in any way it would be her hand. But she would make sure he would remember. He was the only bit of her past she remembered.
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Orihime's smiled dropped a little at Kyle's reaction but immediately reappeared at Davids. "Oh! Kyle, I wanted to ask you if I could cook breakfast this morning!!" She said brightly. The girl seemed so optimistic about cooking that the light around her seemed to glow brighter. The only problem is that she couldn't cook. Not even something as simple as eggs and bacon. Why? Because she always tried new recipes of her own. The last time she had tried to make stew it had ended up looking like the ground of a swamp. But the taste had been even more horrible that the looks. The only she could be let new ingredients was when she wanted to bake. And she could do that. After all when her brother had a long day of work she had made him cupcakes, muffins, and cakes even as a young girl. Her wide, light gray eyes glazed from Kyle to David hoping for a positive answer. "Please!" the orange haired girl added clasping her hand together.
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okay..... im going to have to quit this thread. I feel like you go a little to fast for me and are much more advanced than me....
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Sorry it's either that or only posting once per day....
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I'm gonna stay. Please forgive me for my inactiveness and not being as advanced as the rest of you. And I apologize for power playing and forgetting several characters. Power playing is bad habit I got in the first thread a joined when you could power play strangely.
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