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- BladeThe Hybrid King
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A Second To Breathe
Sat Mar 12, 2016 6:13 pm
A KING'S REQUIEM
AZURE IRAMASHA
忘れっぽいです
忘れっぽいです
The mid-morning sun began to beat at the hard pavements of the S-Zone, a location within Karakura's Imaginary District. The heat was near unbearable for most, an absurd temperature for the middle of march. One of the very men being beat to death by the heat was Azure Iramasha, man of the hour.
A lonely Hybrid Iramasha that spent a majority of his time stuffed up in an office along with his Vanguard comrades. That, or he was constantly forced to fight in order to keep others safe and sound. Today was a special day however, his mind was scattered from his general thoughts onto a single idea. After the events of the Miyake sisters recently, it seemed that Azure had finally noticed something that was weighing on him greatly. Things were changing so quickly yet he seemed to be sticking in the same spot. Azure was Azure, through and through, even with things such as the Husk and Iceland behind him. It was something he didn't understand too well, given even as a child he changed so easily. Nevertheless, the day was one of odd and unwelcome feelings, it seemed.
The man could be seen moving from one area to the next within the S-zone, making sure to stop at quite a few shops in order to peek in and say hello to those manning the counters. He was a kind man at the core of his person, a majority of his time spent outside of work and fighting usually went towards making others smile. The man when from store to store, expressing a small bit of gratitude to those that helped keep Karakura the lively city it was, finally reaching his destination quite some time later. With the passing of time came the liveliness of the streets, rush hour beginning as people went to return home from the Imaginary District boundaries. This left Azure sitting alone in a quiet little cafe, his eyes watching as the streets filled with people and cars, endlessly moving.
Few waiters were around, the Vanguard Leader being left to his own devices when it came to entertaining himself. With a small coffee in hand, the male zoned out quietly into the white screen before him. A heads up display had found its way to the empty space before him, its screen displaying a list of people that the Vanguard were currently trying to pursue for recruitment. Azure had to keep his eyes ever vigilant these days it seemed, person after person wishing to join their ranks for one reason or another. No one could ever tell who was for the benefit of the Vanguard and the benefit of themselves, it was something that had to be watched carefully.
Flipping through quite the list, Azure sighed and rested his head against his free hand. Downing a large gulp of his drink, the Hybrid focused his azure eyes on the list. Quite a few of the names could be removed, many of them already being within their ranks or being pursued personally. With quite a loud huff, Azure straightened his body out as he smiled. Even with his standing still, it seemed things were still going towards a silver lining. With a flick of his finger, the HUD disappeared into the air, the man turning his eyes to the coffee before him.
"And somehow, things always turn to work out, eh? Talk about a stroke of luck."
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Re: A Second To Breathe
Sat Mar 12, 2016 9:37 pm
Artist: Gravity Rush — Song: Douse Shinundakara
''Hmm hmm hmmmm~♪ Hmhmmm~♪ Hehehe~'' A musical voice escaped thin lips just before being stifled by the rim of a brown bottle; then proceeded the sounds of gulping, as bittersweet liquor poured down the throat of the woman who created these sounds. She was haphazardly walking away from the scene of a crime: Behind her, in a dark alleyway, were three men gnarled together in what could be passed off as a knot. What their various stories were, and what had taken place in this dark alleyway with the woman and the three men was something known only amongst them. Either way, this woman would be leaving them behind with quite the cheerful air about her, or perhaps it was the bottle of beer she held close to her bosom.
Not to draw attention to her more intimate parts of the body, but the way her plain white shirt was unbuttoned all the way down the center left not much to the imagination. The fabric barely clung onto her torso by the merit of her breasts, and it was as if the slightest breeze could push the flap right off to expose her, as she clearly was wearing no undergarments beneath it. At the least, her blue-striped skirt and black pantyhose combination kept her bottom half safe from peers, but for the top, one could only pray.
Kokoro realized she'd left Naomi behind, as she looked back and forth but couldn't find the cerulean hair of hers anywhere. Funny, Naomi was supposed to be following her like she'd told the girl to. After all, it was much easier to take care of her that way. The thing was, she'd been enjoying her drink so much that she must have missed where she went. Shrugging, she figured the eldest could take care of herself if it came to trouble; there probably wasn't a man in this entire city that could handle her. Rather, Kokoro continued on down the streets, earning stares from the various people around her. Though with her just recently having dealt with the last group of men who had tried to corral her... she had some time before another dimwit or dimwits tried anything.
And then a familiar sight accosted her—somewhat blurry—vision; that silvery hair, those blue eyes, and that typical melancholy aura. Why, it could be none other than her commander, Azure Iramasha! With a sudden excitement, Kokoro ran up to the large open-view window on the side of the coffee shop he was in, pressing against in a manner that flattened her soft mounds in between her body and the hard surface. In case he didn't hear her already, she would knock on the window with the palm of her hand a few times to catch his attention, showing off a goofy smile through the glass. Shortly thereafter, the intoxicated woman rushed around the shop to get to the door, and slide into the seat right next to Azure only moments later, placing her beer on the table in front of him.
She would lean her cheek against her hand and relaxed, hiding nothing about her current loose state of mind. ''Fancy meetin' you here, how are you? Are you doing better? I can check up on you right now if you want.'' The sentences flew from her mouth with punctuation doing little to slow her. She otherwise intently stared at him with dizzy violet hues beneath half-lidded eyes, and a gentle smile. Regardless of what she looked like right now, she seemed oblivious to it. She was just happy to see him here, though perhaps it would be mistaken how happy she was exactly.
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