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    Ulquiorra's eyes seemed to sadden for an instant. But it was gone as soon it had appeared. It was strange. Why did he not remember her? He was the only thing she remembered of her own past, so why? Had she changed that much? He, Kristian Frost, the boy who had called her an angel. But even back then she had been no angel. She had always been black. A dirty black sheep surrounded with pure white ones.
    "I see…"
    The Arrancar said silently.
    "I suppose I have changed since our last encounter. When I did not yet have this."
    She reached for the sipper of her uniform that reached up to the top of her next. She pulled it down enough to reveal the hole right bellow her collar bone and the number four imprinted on her chest. Not many people lived after seeing.
    "Would you still like to remember our encounter?"
    She questioned searching the boys face for his reaction. But this was only what you can see from the outside. Anyone close enough to her could notice that they could not hear a heart beating. Even demons who were powerful supernaturals had a heart. She did not. The young women had always heard that hearts gave humans the abilities to feel emotions. Where was her heart? Where were her emotions. A long time ago she had given all those things up. After all those things only slowed you down. She had no time for such nonsense. What she could not see she did not believe.
    Humans often wanted to die with their kind. Always saying that their heart was already with them. But if she had plunged her hand in their chest would she had found empty space like in her case or would that vital weak spot be instantly crushed by her. Ulquiorra had tried to understand. But in vain. She had only one memory of her past. It was of the boy right in front of her. What would he say if he remembered her? This was a question she had never asked herself before. But his answer would determine a part of her twisted and cruel fate.

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    Ulquiorra waited for his answer patiently. Her face stayed unwavering as she saw the surprise on his face. But also the curiosity distrust while he was trying to figure her out. Many people had tried to interpret her expressionless face and had failed. She knew that only way to get to know her habits, way, of life, and everything else was time. But only three people had been able to fight her and get out alive. But she had no intention to kill him at the moment. When his answer finally came she took all her time to answer.
    How do I know that I can trust you?
    No-one should trust her. Only once had she worked in a team. But in the end she had killed them all. But Kristian was different. She would not kill him. She could harm him. That would be as easy as killing but the Arrancar would not. This boy must be kept alive. She had never been one to hold on to memories for all were painful. But one held a fragment of light in them. In that memory she had a heart. It had been snowing and she had met this young boy. Ulquiorra had no resins to give him. And she could promos him nothing since the word promos had lost its meaning to her years ago.
    "I have no reasons to give you."
    She said her expression calm but if you heard well belt a tint of longing.
    "You should not trust me but I will not kill you."
    that was the only answer the coal haired girl could give him. But in her voice here was the most emotion she anyone had heard so far, as little as it was. She to did not know why he had forgotten. But she could make him remember. For months she had worked on the ability to transfer one of your memories to another person.

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    Ulquiorra nodded calmly. She had forgotten. Not only was this human was exhausted but all humans were never trussing at first. At least the ones with common sense. The boy needed time. And the coal haired girl had time. She stood up as graceful as a might night predator. Her slim form turned away from the ice mage and started to walk away with surprising speed for her slow pace. Right before entering a shadow she turned around.
    "As for my name..., Ulquiorra Cifer. You gave me my name Kristian Frost."
    The Arrancar said smoothly.
    "When you are ready or ever in need of help call my name. Until then we shall not meet.


    (Okay taking a short break for Ulqui. I'll post for Orihime later)

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    Sorry for not role-playing her for a while. Oh I just wanted to change something about her. Orihime is now a wonderful cook.
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    Orihime brightened and smiled. "Yep!" It too a while but, it was worth it!" She answered cheerily. Her eyes scanned for Kyle and found him next to Kristian. Smiling she started to hop in their direction carful not to spill the food. "Would you like some breakfast?" She asked hopefully. The question was more or less directed to Kyle but she would be more than happy to give some to Kristian. Her thick amber hair was rustled slightly by the wind causing a lock of hair to land on her face. The girl wrinkled her nose and started to try and blow it making huffing noises. But it didn't work. Annoyed she started blowing on it faster.
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    [size=11pt]About you:[/size]


    Display name:
    obscurity ✵
    Activity level:
    8/10
    Muse:
    Good
    Questions(?):
    Nopes


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    Name:
    Yuko Ichihara
    Age:
    16
    Seх:
    Female
    Height:
    5"3
    Rank/Position:
    She is a privileged student.
    Level:
    Level 5
    Explanation of Ability:
    Yuko has the ability to grant wishes. Its as simple as that. She can grant other peoples wishes or her own. But for each wish demanded there is a price of equal value demanded from the owner of the wish. Yuko granted those wishes in her 'store'. (It's actually just her decorated dorm.) Any privileged students can come to her and get a wish granted as long as they pay the price. The wishes that she herself have made are currently unknown. (Not really able to write much in this one.)
    Personality:
    Yuko often makes decisions that may seem starve at first but as time goes by seem to have a meaning in larger overview. Many times she seeks to act as a spectator, but in most cases, her intervention yields results that govern the speed and dynamics of the actions. Her histrionics confuses many people, but end up involving them in serious situations. She's fun and respectful of all beings, being these kind or not. According to the her, good and bad are concepts that humans decide, and these do not apply to non-human. This kind of thinking occurs when, for example, she decides not to intervene to prevent someone from their mistakes or endangerment, since "everything is a matter of fate" (hitsuzen, 必然, ひつぜん) . Though she acts sarcastic, bossy and annoying towards her friends she deeply cares for them. Sometimes she uses her lecherous side to disturb them (to her great amusement). She also loves alcohol, causes her to go to the drug store each time she gets a hangover. Towards close friends, Yuko shows a very different side of herself than when she is with a customer. Though she is close with her friends, she still keeps serious feelings to herself, not wanting to burden others with her serious problems. Many of her hidden worries are not revealed to anyone. Also, even though Yuko is sometimes open about her feelings towards others, some can see that most of the time, her feelings go unsaid. The reason to why Yuko hides her feelings from others is unknown but it is thought to be because she doesn't want to get hurt or too attached, mostly because she knows that one day she will vanish. Some can see that she sometimes acts immature to keep others from realizing the gravity of the situation around them. Yūko received many nicknames because she never revealed her real name due to a kind of spiritual self, because, as she herself says, who knows the name of another person can control it.
    History:
    All that is known is that both her parents worked at the school and so at a very early age, (3) she was infected with her powers. Since she had not taken the mental test thy did this in secret. Soon after they were both found dead in the lab with no trace of her. 13 years later she came back to the school. (So this is her first year) What happened to her during the 13 years is unknown.
    Other:
    Black is awesome.
    Her dorm is really decorated to fit her tastes. (I hope that is okay?)
    Also she created two little magical twins (Maru and Moro) to help her. They live with her in the dorm and don't go out. And also some kind of black thing names Mokona. (he likes to drink with her.)