Pulse {Morph/Circa}
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Pulse {Morph/Circa}
Tue Sep 15, 2015 3:20 am
╔ Living ╬ Sensuality ╗It had been so very long since Sidera had returned to her home, her city, her turf. Karakura's night life was screaming for her all over again the moment she returned to the human realm, back on earth and into the city which caused her to breathe with life all over again. With a sigh or relief the beauty of pink stepped among the streets once more. She wasn't sure what the night held but she was curious towards a few things she had heard as of late. A group called the Vanguard. Who exactly were they and what could they possibly want with her and her people? After returning to her home residence in Karakura, she found letters of attempted contact that had remained there for so long. Having visited her home, she recalled that she had not payed her respects to Flynn in a long time. Such a train of thought was dizzying for the young queen and thus she brushed it off as she moved through Central Karakura. Her thoughts were rather blank fr a while before thinking of the people she hadn't made contact with since the clashing of the alternate world, and even before then.
Her gaze shifting down towards her hands as she stared at them for a moment. There was a new energy in her now. A new life. A new power. It was baffling to her that so much had happened in so little time. Her hands tightening closed before opening once more as she continued to walk, listening for the oncoming people in the chilled night. Being sure to avoid them as she moved. The more she walked, the less individuals she was brushing by until finally looking up to look at her surroundings. The woman had made her way into Sukai Karakura. With a heaved sigh, she glanced about and tried to recognize where she was, but after being gone so long she couldn't entirely tell her surroundings. Once again, she let out a sigh and stroked the back of her long bright pink hair. Her shifting magenta eyes looking around the area before finding a location which seemed to be a local hang out spot. She didn't care much for it but might as well find something to keep herself entertained. She could hear a voice in the back of her head speak to her. "Hungry yet, doll? Do you remember their savoring taste?" Sidera stopped mid-step as she got tense. The words in her mind caused such a tinge of pain and anger but at the same time, she could feel her mouth watering. Her body shaking before she turned away from the local hang out spot and broke into a sprint away from the humans. Their scents causing her body to shake and shudder before losing breath after running deeper into the Suukai district.
Finally stopping to catch her breath, she placed her hands upon her thighs and tried to catch her shagged breath. After a moment she gathered herself and stood straight. Normally the young sugiura would be wearing attire to catch the attention of the people around her. It was known of her in Karakura's nightlife, however she wore something different this evening. Her bottoms being a pair of comfortable black cargoes, normally she'd never touch for not being form fit, but she was relaxed in them. Her top was just a casual red spaghetti-strapped shirt. Though it gave a wonderful view of her enlarged bust, it didn't matter to her. What did was the kiss of the chilled night air over her skin. Black combat boots hugging her feet and laced firmly to keep her from causing too much harm to herself. As she glanced about, her long strands of pink hair bounced freely before letting out a sigh of defeat."Great... Now where am I?"
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Re: Pulse {Morph/Circa}
Tue Sep 15, 2015 10:24 pm
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One night. Two Nights. Three Nights.
That's how many nights Hayden has been on mandatory leave from the Vanguard something that came down from some random official that all Vanguard Operatives that have been highly active needed time to rest. He thought personally that it was a waste of time with the war right on their doorstep but he supposed that it wasn’t too bad seeing as he got some time to himself; yet at the same time he found himself wondering around Sukai Karakura rather than the slums lately. Perhaps it had to do with the promotion he received lately causing him to want to explore the upper regions of the town he was tasked with protecting half the time and most of the time if you counted the outskirts. This place for one of the most advanced civilization on the world seemed to have its own fair share of problems but it wasn’t like he was to judge, just like this city he had his own hidden problems that he refused to acknowledge. But in the cold air tonight he felt he could relax for once since his break began, these late walks in the cold always cleared his head when his head began to swirl with thoughts of war and battle almost like whatever divine being was even telling him to chill the hell out.
As he wandered the streets his Zanpakutō strapped to his back he rarely received strange looks as seeing armed shinigami was fairly common nowadays. He even was wearing his non-traditionalistic robes, his black top having jagged edges where his arms were due to having tore those out long ago. Seeing as he was never Vanguard and joined straight into the Vanguard he never saw a point to keep them, he liked the freedom that came from removing his sleeves too. The cold air nipped at his skin like a long lost lover but it didn’t bother the male as building and people blurred past him, each step throwing him deeper into his thoughts about his life. He had liked the change he made along with the revelation he took on; not everyone could accept that life would take you where it wanted and all you could do was try to do all you could for this world before your time was up. Then again he wasn’t like most people and honestly he didn’t have time to worry about his body, as a great man once said ‘I don’t got time to bleed.’
Finally his wandering came to an end as he shook his head with a sigh looking around, he had no idea where the hell he was and frankly he didn’t care. He’d end up him sooner or later; but a sudden rumble in his stomach alerted him to maybe he should fetch a late night dinner. He lifted his heavily tanned arm onto his stomach with a slight groan, the muscular male wasn’t insanely tall but notiable due to the build and sword on his back; but as he lifted his head up he heard another noise something akin to someone complaining about being lost too. He couldn’t help but laugh at that before turning his head to see where the noise came from. Apparently it was some woman who looked just as lost as him but he didn’t quite look so.. what was the word… defeated. Well the nice thing to do would be to help them out yet for some reason they looked vaguely familiar- maybe they were famous?
“You look a little lost, you alright there?” He asked casually as he began to step towards them before stopping a good arm distance away. “I wouldn’t know you by chance- you seem oddly familiar.” He paused before shaking his head with a chuckle. “I work for the Vanguard so I try to help out anyone new to this area, do you need any help- you can call me Hayden by the way.” He introduced to the female; might as well try to help out a wanderer like himself, all he had to do was look around and see he was near the center of Sukai but he just didn’t know where exactly.
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