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The Keys To The Country [Nozomi, Mana]
Sat Mar 22, 2014 11:36 pm
Artist: Sam Dillard - Song: The Crimson Depths
There was nothing but darkness here. In every direction ad infinitum only the hollow embrace of the void was there to welcome you. One could quickly lose their sense of direction, time, and sanity in the depths of the Garganta. There was not a hint of life in this dimension, as it was completely inhospitable. However, it served as a pathway between worlds for those who knew how to open it. Generally hollows and Arrancar solely utilized this dimension, yet here a Quincy braved the torrential void; she had blue hair.
Nozomi seemed to pay no mind to the rough barrage of Reishi that was swirling around her. To this one, the concentration could not even be considered dense—it was but a gentle breeze compared to the flux contained within her. Instead, the girl's mind was focused on her destination, which she was quickly approaching. Her feet tread upon thin air, or more specifically a pathway of spiritual energy that constructed itself in front of her, and decayed into dust behind her. There was no queue when she stopped—it was as if she just knew. She brought her left hand up near her cheek as if she was about to backhand an ungrateful little whelp, and then sliced in front of her. Her fingers met resistance and there was a clear ring that sounded out, as though a sword was slipping through flesh. The trail of her attack drew a searing white line in the darkness, which hung there for an endless instant before anything happened. Several more brilliant lines extended outward perpendicular to the main one, stopping only a short distance away to make it look as though a set of teeth had formed. The darkness had a mouth, which would begin to open with an ear-piercing whine. Slowly, slowly, it gave way to more and more light that leaked into the Garganta and revealed the pale girl in her Neo-Nazi outfit. In turn, the initial radiance of the Living World on the other side would dim down, and expose the grim gothic architecture of the Queen's Palace. Once the rift was wide enough, Nozomi stepped through and set her foot upon the stone road up to the great castle with a gravelly scrape.
''Welcome to London,'' she muttered to herself sardonically, chilled vapors escaping her lips in the process. It was a chilly day, early morning. Though the sun had risen past the horizon, the layer of clouds would not let its light through to the surface of the Earth. It didn't bother the young woman despite her apparel, which was both short and thin like summer clothing. The spatial rift to the Throat of the World would groan as it slowly began to close, its job complete and purpose now forfeit. In direct contrast from the view on the other side, the lines of darkness would recede into a singular infinitesimal point in mid-air before vanishing with a faint pop. It was already forgotten as Nozomi moved onward. No doubt her presence was already announced. But unless the Emerald Queen herself deigned to grace the Quincy with her presence personally, she would make the trip up to the throne herself. She strode ever closer to the great palace doors at a slow pace. The verdant glow coming from the various cavities of the structure would illuminate the figure in a way the somber dawn could not. It distorted her hair into a dark green shade, and reflected a golden sheen from her eyes. Her blanched skin would merely adopt the teal as its own tone. She came right up to the doors and placed her hand on the seam between them, pausing for a short moment.
There were two guards, on either side of the entrance as is typical security. They were no doubt warning her to step back from the doors and asking about her business, but their voices were so... small to Nozomi. She ignored them and did not pay them a glance. She would act despite their protests, and work the muscles in her arm against the doors. She did not seem to exert much effort, but they would rapidly swing open as though a giant was barreling through. The guards were pushed back roughly by an invisible force; a barrage of wind insurmountable by their mere strength. Similarly, as the entrance gave way to Nozomi's will, a shockwave soared through the grand halls immediately within like a hurricane of wind. Nozomi would simultaneously speak, bellowing the word ''Greetings!'' which was amplified and carried throughout the palace by the strange force. No matter where the Demon Queen resided within her castle, the breeze would greet her with the sound of the Quincy's voice. It would somehow recognize Mana, and caress her with Nozomi's familiar essence. And with that, Nozomi would place her hands behind her back and clasp her fingers together, just as the guards would find their balance and rush back to suppress her. She would allow it and merely wait.
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