Time 2 Time

Thu Mar 06, 2014 5:19 pm

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It had been weeks if not months since the young Yuudeshi last visited the living world. He had arrived a few days ago and had undergone some strenuous training. Today was different though, today Zeda wanted to enjoy himself. He hadn’t been out in Karakura in a while but a lot of people knew him within the area; he enjoyed flirting with women and at time found a challenging women being the best. He didn’t have a set goal today, but he knew he wanted to buy some new clothes. His current attire consisted of shorts and a shirt; it was fairly warm to say that it was only March. He had still been un the Yuudeshi town Centre which had underground heating facilities, but he was sure that Karakura was warm too. He looked around the house for a few minutes prior to collecting a slice of toast and biting down on it; no one was home which was rather odd but it didn’t bother him too much. As he ate the toast he planned out a schedule, not that he ever stuck to them. He was more of an individual to go out and do whatever suited him best at the time.

He didn’t spend long in the family residence, he went outside and judging from the position of the sun, it was around noon. He didn’t enjoy shopping within the Yuudeshi Town Center as didn’t offer anything new; it was always the very same race specific attire. The sound of his flip flops annoyed him, but he didn’t plan on walking to Karakura. Zeda was a human from birth therefore his Shinigami capabilities were somewhat in effect even within his human state. He didn’t need no gigai, as a matter of fact no one within his family needed it. He enjoyed taking a risk; it was something he was known for. His muscles were tense from his fight with the Captain Commander. He didn’t even have to supress his spiritual pressure for it to be at a pathetic level; he hadn’t told anyone why his energy was so low as he planned to awaken a new high from his training. With his training alongside the Captain Commander, he awakened the Yuudeshi Drive which made his eyes crimson but at the same time changed the capabilities of his Zanpakutō thus preventing him from releasing his Shikai, Bankai or Shikokai. It was odd, he had never used the final releases of his Zanpakutō so he wondered how the fight would have gone if he had met the Captain Commanders Shikai, with his own.

With every step toward the general direction of Karakura he vanished only to re-appear closer and closer to the city. He was nearing the city and was set to buy a classic attire; he knew what he wanted from top to bottom. He had a lot of money that had piled up while at the Gotei 13, it was time to spend it all. It was a wonder that Zeda didn’t utilize his Hawk in order to travel to the town center, the truth in the matter was that he had out grown that old thing and was looking to gift it to the less fortunate. There were a lot of people within Sukai Karakura who would benefit drastically from the bike that he had made a year back; it had everything and even one was to simply sell it they would get a hell of a lot of money for it.

Within minutes, he arrived in the city and there was no one in sight. The stores were open but for the first time in a while there were no shoppers. Zeda didn’t care all too much as he walked into a store entitled ZZ; the logo was weird but the clothing they sold was rather cool in his opinion. To begin with, he purchased a new shirt, it was white and fairly small which fit his build perfectly: he then went onto purchase some jet black jeans: black shoes and finally a crimson jacket with a fur surrounding the neck. He didn’t take long, he purchased what he needed and left his old clothes within the changing rooms. He visited this store on regular bases hence why they allowed him to leave outfit behind. He remembered first visiting this store when he was little, the ownership changed over the years as humans didn’t live as long as other races but the fact that the name remained the same was fairly cool.

With the new attire, Zeda walked out. Almost the instant he passed the threshold of the stores exit a women screamed “Stop thief” and Zeda noted a man that had been running toward him; he sighed as it was futile committing crimes in Karakura especially since the Yuudeshi Network registered any and all incidents. He extended his left arm the instant the man neared, the skinny frail individual was caught; the man’s neck slammed straight into Zedas arm, he fell and struggled to breath for a minute. As he fell, Zeda took hold of the bag that had been snatched so hastily, he didn’t take the piss, he simply down at culprit and walked off. The Yuudeshi Network would handle his Capture so he didn’t have to bother with it. He approached the women whose bag was taken and handed it to her prior to casually walking away.

He couldn’t sense anyone with Reiatsu within the area and thus decided to take it easy. He crouched just an centimeter or two prior to leaping up into the air and landing on a building, he later approached the edge and simply at on it awaiting for something to capture his interest. The city was almost deserted which was odd considering it was the capital of crazy.

[THEFROST] · Thu Mar 06, 2014 5:57 pm

As the senkaimon opened and she stepped out onto the clear sky, she exhaled, eyes remaining closed, as she enjoyed the breeze. It was a nice day. It was not particularly cold or hot and it was not exceedingly windy. She did however preferred specially windy and colder days, even if her choice of outfit might have indicated otherwise. Had the area been entirely deserted she would have had no quarrel altering the temperature and the degree of the wind patterns, but the atmosphere was passable, and there was a good few amount of people that seemed to enjoy the day. Doing her best to control her energy, she descended into the ground.

She was not using a gigai so the number of people that could see her was likely quite dismal. As a Captain she could not recall the last time she had visited Karakura Town as the earlier memories were from hundreds of years ago when she lived and trained with her mother and the rest of the Vizards led by Shinji, and even at Urahara's shop. From that time on however, things had changed a lot, and so had her. With her most recent appointment to the Zero Division as Master of The Realms, Aiko enjoyed the liberty of doing things most Shinigami could not afford to it. Having her power and positioned bestowed on her by the Soul King himself, Aiko acted as an Ambassador and was thus freely allowed to visit and go into any world or area she desired regardless of who or what was currently in control of it.

Fixing her gloves as she began to walk, she was still quite the oddity, as she did not carry a regular Zanpakutō like most shinigami would have. She indeed had one, it just did not look like a sword. Strolling through the shopping centers, she was mesmerized and quite keen of the current fashions and the availability of items. She wouldn't buy anything. That was not her plan. She had merely decided to visit Karakura just because she could, and hadn't done so in a long time.

Coming onto a cafe by one of the centers, she made her way, and even prepared her own drink as she was well aware of how to use them. She had, of course, already placed some currency that would pay for what she was getting on the counter. The employees might have been confused as to what the money was for, but they were likely to take it either way. Checking to see the employees were not in her general area, she hurried, and finishing, went out to seat by one of the tables. It was out by the sun albeit being covered by a large parasol. Even being outside was not specially grueling as the day had seemed to get rather cozy. Opening the lid to her drink she smiled. A nice leaf-like pattern rested atop the surface of her french-vanilla latte, and a couple of chocolate chip cookies were on a plate by her right hand.

She had sensed some form of spiritual pressure earlier. It was rather familiar although somehow debilitated. On a hunch, she could only guess it was one of the Captains. Even then, she had made no point in seeking the reiatsu out. Though she could still talk and see the Captains, there just wasn't any major driving factor for her to do so. If she so happened by them great, if not, that was alright too. Sipping on her latte, she would occasionally take bites from the cookie, specially the more chocolaty area. Tugging her thighs together she smiled happily as she continued to eat and drink. Her mini blue skirt was indeed rather small, a memento and resemblance to her mother's outfit. Though one could easily see most of her legs and thighs, she kept the latter tight enough against one another to avoid unsuspecting eyes from seeing something they shouldn't, like her panties. Her top rode quite hide, allowing her belly button and abdomen to be visible just to the bottom most of her covered bosom. Exhaling once again she took another sip as she managed to take a big bite of the last cookie left.

Thu Mar 06, 2014 6:31 pm

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Suddenly, Zeda felt a staggering spiritual presence, so high that the Yuudeshi Network began dispatching individuals to investigate it. Zeda had other plans; he patched himself through and requested to handle it privately. The power wasn’t resonating far from his position and it didn’t seem evil either, just rather overwhelming. He looked around as he stood up; the breeze began blowing his new attire from left to right. He then slowly took a few steps back prior to sprinting forward and leaping over the street and over to the next building. The area where the energy was coming from was a few blocks away, he wasn’t about to gear up and go all guns blazing, he simply hopped off the roof and began casually walking toward the café. His eyes never once left the bright neon sign that had shun afar, it seemed that was the café where the spiritual pressure was coming from. He had two choices, the first was to connect to all the cameras in the area through the Yuudeshi network and determine if the individual was a threat while the other was to simply walk in and witness the individuals danger first hand. But being the stubborn hot headed captain that he is, he took the second option and slowly made his way toward the café.

He strolled through the streets, tossing rocks aside and picking up a football along the way. The football had no significance; he simply wanted to see how far he could kick in comparison to his previous attempts. He tossed the ball up and launched his foot forward and into the ball, it burst from the pressure generated upon collision and Zeda frowned a little prior to leaving it and carrying on. He had an odd feeling; the day wasn’t turning out how he had hoped. He was pretty annoyed, he hadn’t seen anyone and now he was forced to deal who ever this was. The vibe given off by the individual was odd as it seemed all powerful and coy. Zeda took little note since the spiritual pressure didn’t affect him all too much even within this state, though he couldn’t quite say the same to the people in the surrounding area. Some individuals found it hard to walk because of the pressure given off by foe; others found it hard to breath or talk. Zeda had no trouble with any of it; he found it amusing since all the useless banter from the civilians in Karakura concluded.

He slowly approached the café, his shadow towering into the small café as the civilians began promptly leaving. He turned around to face the entrance to the café as the vast majority departed; he smiled at the cashier as she began walking over to the staff room. He then walked over to the counter and helped himself to a smoothie, crushed ice, mango and banana to be precise. He picked it up and took a sip as the cold mixture slowly made its way down his trachea. He turned around and leaned against the counter, his eyes now watched the girl who had both a magnificent body and spiritual pressure. He hadn’t met her before, it was odd since considering her power she would have been a Captain or something along those lines. He smirked as he took another sip of the smoothie prior to approaching the girl.

As he approached, his left, free, hand took hold of a chair; he simply pulled it back and sat down. He didn’t ask the girl for permission to join her, he wanted to see what her reaction would be, he then placed his smoothie onto the table and watched her face as he spoke. “Where have you been for the past two hundred years gorgeous…” two hundred years being a rough reference to Zedas age, he smirked and spoke rather confidently, he saw it going two ways, the girl would be hooked or he would get coffee on his new rags. His smirk seemed rather arrogant, he never cared what others said or if he was turned down a thousand times, if he set his mind to something he would eventually get it. He looked her up and down as he finished talking; she wore a rather revealing attire, an attire that those who are closely the same age as Zeda would wear. He had nothing against it, hell he didn’t think it was revealing enough but he didn’t aim to come across two strongly hence why he sat back into his seat, allowing his feeble spiritual pressure and super ego to be recognize as he awaited a reply.

[THEFROST] · Fri Mar 07, 2014 9:36 pm

Smiling to the ground, she must have been an oddity for the rare ones that could see her. There was nothing there, and she wasn't particularly smiling at anyone. However, like everything, there must have been a reason for it even if it would not be displayed or substantiated. Even from before she had sat down, she had noticed the effect her spiritual pressure had on others, but there was little else she could do. In the distance she could feel a known spiritual pressure. It was a Captain's; she was sure of it now, even if the specifics as to why it seemed to be so weakened escaped her. Nevertheless, there was no doubt, it was Zeda's. She had not really seen him or spoken to him personally really, she merely knew of him. It was nothing specially reassuring for him however. Aiko was just very aware of the feel of every reiatsu, specially the ones of higher officials within Sereitei, and there was no doubt something like that would escape her.

There was something comical about the progressively unfolding events however. Having been surrounded by the Captain Commander and Captains, and more recently her fellow 0 Division members, Aiko was just starting to realize just how much stronger she had become. The control she exerted over her own reiatsu was masterful. It was easily able to rival that of the more prominent leaders in soul Society's history. However, even then, the effects she had on the environment and those around her were clear. Even while suppressing her powers to such a degree, most people were having a hard time walking. She just couldn't do any more. It became clear, that if she was actually to let off just some more of her energy, most people around her would likely die on instant. Let alone allow her power to be uncontrolled as even much stronger spiritual creatures would find their movements impaired, and perhaps even their lives. But she knew better, and thus, she kept her spiritual pressure as low as possible, even if still then, it managed to match and overshadow that which many Captains gave out.

It wasn't long before she had noticed the commotion veiled in the background of the seemingly placid city. It was clear that there were attempts to analyze her, the newcomer, and figure out her intended purpose. The realization caused no real impact on her. Aiko's posture, her behavior, and even her expression remained as they were before. She had the authority from the Soul King to go anywhere she desired, and even though her controlled and hidden power still leaked out enough to cause distress, it was not enough to kill...at least not unless she chose to stop sealing most of it off. Having finished her cookies, there were but a number of minuscule crumbs left on her plate, while her latte still remained about halfway in the cup. Noticing the faint pressure and the steps closer, she held the cup a little higher as the opening on the lid pressed against her crimson red lips as she drank from it.

Raising her gaze rather slowly to meet Zeda's eyes, his comment made it clear he did not know her. That was a good thing. In a way. Batting her eyelashes once, she looked at him for a second with her light entrancing baby blue eyes. Batting her eyelashes a second time, she sipped from her latte. He had taken a seat by her without asking, but truly, she did not care. It was a free and public area, and he was not bothering her. Placing her cup down, her forearms rested on the table as she leaned back, resting her back onto the support of the seat. In the motion her top seemed to ride just slightly higher. It would not show her breasts although they always mange to trace the contours near-perfectly. Still, just slightly bit more of her exposed and bare midsection was shown. "Two hundred years ago, eh?" she said batting her eyelashes once without changing her expression from what it had been a minute, even five minutes before. "I was most likely trying to stay away from the Gotei, Captain Zeda." She had no quarrel in letting him know she was aware of who he was. On the other hand, she would try not to reveal anything about her that wasn't explicitly asked for...completely. Still, she was not entirely given into secrecy and as such she would have still found it easy and simple to tell just who she was if it was brought up throughout the conversation. "I must say however," she started as her eyes traveled from his head to his waist and back up without moving her head much, "you are a little cuter than I thought."

Sat Mar 08, 2014 10:05 am

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“Her eyes are quite mesmerising…” was the only thought to pass through Zedas mind as their eyes met. He smirked as the girl batted her eyelashes on several occasions; she then leaned back into her seat which unveiled more of her toned abdomen. She seemed in shape and fairly good looking so how had Zeda only just met her? His eyes switched their gaze to the smoothie he had put on the table, the heat resonating from him began to melt the ice; the drink the girl had begun boiling and evaporating, it wasn’t something he could control. Ever since his Zanpakutō capabilities diverged, the heat levels around him fluctuated. His eye watched as the steam from the coffee she had blocked his view of her for a moment whilst the girl spoke,

"I was most likely trying to stay away from the Gotei, Captain Zeda. I must say however, you are a little cuter than I thought. "

Within seconds the steam passed and the very same cocky smirk remained, the girl had addressed him as Captain which was odd considering that he wore nothing resembling that of a Captain. The connotation of this was that she was affiliated with the Gotei 13 and knew of the Captains; it didn’t bother him, the girl had the freedom to know what ever she wanted. Zeda didn’t have much to hide; he was the Captain of the 7th Division and a pretty cool one too. The girls compliment was met with a larger grin, the grin exposed his white and perfectly aligned teeth, they were flawless much like his fathers; there were a lot of things that made Zeda so flamboyant and confident.

Suddenly, he took slight notice of the girls eyes moving up and down and decided to take the minute to check her out. His eyes began at the bottom as they ascended, to begin with he took notice of her well-toned legs, she looked young and her body seemed in the best of conditions, just the way Zeda liked it. It bothered him though, how did she know of his Captaincy? Albeit he didn’t bother asking, diverging from the topic wasn’t Zedas style. By this point, the heat resonating from his body began evaporating the liquids on the surrounding surfaces; the heat wasn’t in excess, it closely resembled the temperature of Egypt on a warm summer’s day. The fire sprinklers would inevitably activate within minutes unless he was to somehow contain the exertion. He leaned toward the girl while moving the cups to one side with his right arm.

“Why thank you for the compliment… So were you sent here to join the list of others that I’ve dated? Or are you here for a one off night with… ” he contained himself while smirking fairly arrogantly. He didn’t want to finish his sentence, but as he spoke he gently winked toward the girl prior to extending a single toward her; a stream of fire left the finger as it began moving effortlessly through the air. Every so often the shape of the flames changed, they began with a dragon that flew around Aiko for an instant prior to transforming. As it returned to Zedas hand it transformed into a rose made of raw fire, he handed it to his new acquaintance, it wouldn’t burn her, the structure of the fire around the rose channelled the heat throughout the large creation which prevented any heat from being lost to the surroundings. It wouldn’t wilt nor fade unless Zeda wanted for it too, he awaited the girls reaction while a cold breeze blew gently into the café…

[THEFROST] · Wed Mar 12, 2014 12:44 pm

Hands around her warm cup, she noticed the slight increase in temperature. Even if it was a subtle as it could be, if anyone would notice, it was Aiko. The heat of a summer-like day didn't bother her but it was a little out of hand. The whole purpose of the warm drink was to enjoy the slightly colder day, and though the guy was indeed interesting, she would not let him spoil that for her. With a grin, she did nothing. However, the air around them began to change, rapidly going from terribly warm, to quite chilly. It wasn't cold enough where anyone would need sweaters however. It was just cold enough where one would guess a storm was due for arrival.

She liked it better this way. The atmosphere was neither hot or cold, albeit delving slightly towards the more chilly side, and her drink remained. It was one of her abilities, and one she truly enjoyed. To be able to control the temperature allowed her to feel at ease and comfortable nearly anywhere she went. The change would have been obvious to Zeda, but she had made no motions to do it nor had said anything about it. She had merely willed the change and thus it had occurred. It would likely not happen that Zeda would ask about it, but if it behooved him, he might she supposed.

"See something you like, champ?" she asked curiously as she trailed his eyes as they traveled up and down the contours of her body. Teasing and rubbing the bottom most edge of her earlobe with one hand, she took a final sip of her drink finally emptying it. Motioning her elbows slightly forward on the surface, she allowed her closed hands into fists to serve as a support for her chin as she observed the boy.

"Neither really," she said with relative ease in a very straightforward tone. "I'm sure you must get quite a number of the former and the latter, but as for me," she started with a grin as she giggled to herself, "I'm just here to have fun." Doing so, she leaned farther back into her chair, her top riding even slightly higher, as she grabbed the cup with one hand and tossed it directly into the trash disposal quite far away. Aiko was, for the most part, a very nice and educated girl, but she did things the way she liked, and didn't like people telling her what to do. The latter was seen most often in the way she behaved, some which might not be specially indicative of good and lady-like behavior, but she cared very little.

Still leaning back, her legs just swayed slightly from side to side, spread quite a distance from one another. She just didn't feel like crossing her legs at the moment, too uncomfortable. Either way, though the angle might have shown more than many should see, it was hardly a problem. The surface of the table halted the looks of unsuspecting eyes. Thus, the only thing that would be noticed from above, was that she was indeed sitting in such a way, but beyond that, there was not much else unless one purposely tried to see.

"So you are a Yuudeshi uh?" She knew the last name, but it didn't much to her. Such formalities and status were of very little importance to her. He could have easily been called Zeda Smith and she would have thought no different about him than she did now. She just disliked the status and pampering and butt-kissing that came with families like that. Her last name was Kyoraku, but like her father, even though their name was widely renowned and well known, she hardly made a mention about it. Her question about his last name was just because she remembered this area was under their surveillance. It was just interesting, was all.

Wed Mar 12, 2014 3:46 pm

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Zeda sat there as he felt the room get cold. It was blatant that the girl had some form of temperature alteration capabilities which didn’t come as a surprise considering the amount of diverse people he had met around Karakura. He sat there watching his smoothie as it slowly melted into slush, it leaked and evaporated as it left the constrictions of the polymer, the girl replied but it seemed nothing could rid him of his confident smirk. His crimson hair simply laid there as he edged into his seat and almost instantly sprung himself up and onto his feet in conjunction with the girls question regarding Zedas heritage. He smiled as he glanced toward her, if she wasn’t near his age then he wasn’t a god; his eyes slowly moved up and down the girls body as heat resonated from his body in the form of crimson aura. She wouldn’t be able to temper with it but as it flowed out he approached her.

His right, free hand dragged a chair across the solid tiling that had been perfectly set upon the ground. The screech echoed into the room as the sounds from the outside slowly entered. The area was block off from civilians; they had the whole sector to themselves. As he approached he swung the char around and placed it in front of himself prior to casually taking a seat. His vision didn’t diverge away from the women and as he sat down his left hand ascended up to the side of her lip and rubbed it. She seemed to have some crumbs on one side, and even though the cold was a huge turn off for Zeda he simply sat there overpowering her temperature with his own elemental manipulation.

At first, he couldn’t control the heat but it seemed that he could now alternate it so as his hand reached her cheek, it released a bit of heat that would comfort the girl as he approached. A small gust blew into the café which shook the door vigorously, it blew the girls skirt back and forth but he was so intrigued that for one he didn’t take a peak. He didn’t think this women was easy and she would without a doubt need some convincing prior to joining his ever increasing list of women but he knew that he could convince her with his confidence alone.

“Yes, I’m a Yuudeshi! Among the finest, the Prodigy some say! I never asked for your name though, and I guess I won’t until you wake up by my side tomorrow morning… ” his confident yet somewhat smug smirk laid there while the finger that had rubbed off the crumbs slowly moved down her chin and returned toward Zeda. He sat there, it was the girls move.

[THEFROST] · Wed Mar 12, 2014 4:05 pm

"I only asked for your name," she said with a very clear and straightforward tone of voice. Aiko had been and still was a prodigy as well, and though she didn't mind people constantly mentioning it, she would have never said it herself. She disliked shallow people and those who believed their status granted them anything beyond dirty looks and self entitled feelings of accomplishments. In any case, her last name and her heritage should entitle her to just about anything, but she wasn't that shallow. Zeda would have to choose his words wisely from there on however. Though first impressions were nice, he was inadvertently walking into a spot he would not get out from, at least not in a positive light in her eyes.

Nice try, she thought to herself. Her well being was one of the things she cared for most; that and her happiness. She enjoyed the warm weather but only sometimes. In this case, she preferred the slightly colder breeze. It was a fair attempt Zeda had made, but it should have been obvious by then it would be futile. His power was, for one reason or another weakened. And, even if it had been at its top form, it still lagged behind hers. On top of that, regardless of how much heat he released, Aiko's ability simply thrived in it. She didn't release cold air, or create cold air. She simply manipulated what was present with her temperature control. The more heat available would simply mean that it got diffused by her ability creating a colder atmosphere. It was not very different from placing the palm of a hand over a cold table. The warm hand would turn somewhat cold and the table would take on the warm temperature of the hand. The hand on this case being her ability and the table being the atmosphere. Not only was that by itself, more than enough to deal with however much his ability presented, she also possessed the option of spreading the heat molecules around with her wind manipulation in combination with her temperature control. This may have been Yuudeshi territory but the atmosphere was her turf.

Her eyes trailed him as he moved. She had set the cup to the side, now empty, and did not seem to mind his movements. She had not changed her expression save for the slight feeling of disgust earlier at his comment of his name. She hadn't even flinched when he moved up his finger to clean the side of her lip. Though the atmosphere was rather nice, albeit slightly colder than it was warm, she purposely made his finger very cold even if it was just for a second or two. She just wanted him to know. That's all.

"I hope its clean now," she said plainly without changing her expression as his finger moved back from her smooth skin. "My name is Kyoraku. Aiko Kyoraku." Saying nothing else unlike he had, she simply pushed her head back some and lifted her legs so that they would rest on the table. She had simply ignored his comment about waking up in bed. She enjoyed having fun, but sometimes children didn't know how to best resort to humor. Legs up on the table outstretched, each foot nearly an inch or two from eachother, she looked on pat Zeda. From the position, her mini skirt had rode even higher, now easily showing a good portion of her panties. However, given her expression and her behavior, she couldn't care less that it did.

Wed Mar 12, 2014 4:34 pm

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Suddenly everything came to a standstill; the women had shared with Zeda her name. His eyes wondered around the room, he recalled that name being mentioned a countless times prior to his temporary departure, luckily he knew all too well who this women was. As the Captain of the 7th Division he reviewed information on all candidates of the Gotei 13 and her name arose on two occasions. His eyes said one thing while his facial expression said another, his smirk began to slowly lessen while his eyes disregarded the girls facial expression. She seemed pissed about his remark, it came as no surprise considering that she was also the prodigy but one rather odd and special prodigy who vanished for years throughout the times of Uraharas escape. He had heard of the story, this girl was unlike any other but she was without a doubt much older than Zeda was. He thought that she seemed rather full of herself considering her reaction toward his response to her question; she may have been the prodigy but it’s not a title that lasts forever as new prodigy’s come along and claim the titles from their predecessors.

No matter how much he tried, his heat was being suppressed and one thing most people knew about Zeda was that he hated the cold. He didn’t know what the women was trying with sudden manipulations of temperature but it didn’t tickle his fancy. He knew of her status within the Soul Society, she was the newly announced Captain of the 3rd Division so it was odd, what was she doing here? With coming seconds he began matching her face to the information he read about her and she was indeed who she said she was.

One thing that Zeda usually took into consideration was the name of a women. His remark regarding him finding out her name the following morning was nothing more than an amusing comment. He liked to set himself a challenge aside from simply getting the women, he aimed to determine her name through both her personality and desires, but now that his intentions were ruined he didn’t have much of a reason to stay. It was true, he could be professional when it was needed; his eyes wondered as the women raised her legs. For someone who was deemed the prodigy of her time she clearly had no manners, Zedas facial expression changed to meet the one she bared. It wasn’t a stare off, he simply gazed toward her direction, taking no note of her underwear prior to launching up onto his feet and smirking.

Afar, the sun began sending its warm rays toward earth. Karakura seemed peaceful and even though her spiritual pressure rattled that district of Karakura, the civilians were now safe. Zeda for one didn’t enjoy playing the hard to get game and he most definitely didn’t enjoy toying with the wife of his Captain Commander. He checked his left hand by clenching a fist and releasing again, even though the womens husband severed the limb, it seemed in perfect condition. His heat began to return as it focused on his cold left palm; glanced up while his smile turned to a prompt smirk.

“How nice to finally meet you. I didn’t expect you to be dressed so provocatively. Ahhhhh wellll, looks like all good things have to come to an end. Enjoy your time in Karakura and try not to scare anyone else. By the way, the red light districts south. ” he toyed with some expressions possibly bordering on words that were inappropriate. His sight was set on the pathway leading toward the door and since he was still seeking some fun he decided to hurry along and see if he could come across anyone else who hadn’t known him. The sound of his shoes tapping across the solid flooring was all that could be heard until it was accompanied with a fairly loud, “Ja-Ne”. But, as he approached the threshold leading up to the door, his flames branched out and spiked the sprinklers of the Café; it wouldn’t be something noticeable, more like something instant though if the girl was to take note and alter the temperature of his fire then he could of course override the configuration of the electronic settings within the café through the network and activate the sprinklers that way. Either way he aimed to get some amusement and he was sure that others within Karakura would have loved to see this ol’ wet women.

[THEFROST] · Wed Mar 12, 2014 5:31 pm

Kids, so foolish and easily amused The short time with the little man was entertaining but that was it. The prodigy or whatever he chose to call himself, was rather silly. It was still a millennial or more before someone like him would understand her and what drove her to do things. On that case, it seems like the term of prodigy was easily used nowadays. It was sad truly. Aiko didn't deserve the term of prodigy anymore. She was much more ahead. She was ahead. She wasn't a potential for power, she was a power. The kid still had much more to learn. Hopefully, if things didn't go to his head, he could actually be of some use in the future to the world and the Soul King's plans. For now, he was just that, a kid.

"Whatever you say kiddo," she said with a clever smile as she tipped her index fingers from the side of her forehead. Having lived as long as she had and seen and experienced and learned as much as she had, she knew quite a few things. Some people were just simply, little fools. There was no point in explaining and showing someone who knew nothing a concept as they would truly understand nothing. The same was true here. Sure, she could go on a tangent as to why she wore what she wore, why she was there, and why Zeda was nothing more than a bug next to her. But there was no need. For one, he wouldn't truly comprehend. Also, wasting words and time on someone like him would truly be a misuse of her day. Legs still spread, she spread them just slightly farther as he stood up after his comment. She truly could care less what he thought, and she made it obvious.

On his way out, he seemed to have increased his heat enough for the sprinklers to turn on. Silly. She was used to that scene however. For the most part, when stupid people were flustered, cornered, or simply worried or not knowing what to do, they tended to do stupid things. And Zeda was no different. Still sitting on her regular spot, legs still up, she did not bat an eyelash. Without a movement, the temperature around them increased exponentially almost rivaling the hottest days on the deserts and exceeding it by quite an amount. At the same time, a torrental amoun of wind spiraled around her. All the water in the vicinity began to evaporate enough where, although still present, it was barely traces of what had once been leaked. She could easily evaporate it all, but that was not her plan. The remnants in the form like droplets of dew spiraled around the entirety of her body. With a smile, she let out a smooch into the distance. A large set of bandages then began to spiral just outside of the reach of her body. Regardless of attempts, either by Zeda, his powers, or anyone else, she was already beyond this plane and their reach. With that grin, a blinding light erupted from within the bandages. Once the light returned to normal, there would be nothing there. Aiko had transported herself somewhere else. Possibly somewhere nicer, calmer, and with a lack of dim-witted fools with self-accredited feelings of grandeur.

OOC: Aiko has exited the area and the thread.

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