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Mon May 02, 2016 5:14 pm

Henrex sighed as the breeze flowed throughout his scarf, which covered his nose and mouth. It was a beautiful day, since it was near where he was born. Toba, Japan. Where he was born, and where he experienced some of the most pain. Why would he return to somewhere so close to there if it hurt him so badly? He was awaiting the demon girl Blank, who was very experienced with the religion he was requested to talk about.

Khalaism. The primary religion of the Demons. Henrex was very interested about this, since he was always willing to seek new knowledge. Blank had seemed to know so much about the religion. He had requested that the two meet here, since nearby was the way he would reach the Moon. The day where Neoveta Asthavon would attack the Moon was nearing. He had overheard talk in the Soul Society and signed up, and the day was growing near.

He sighed once more as his eyes flashed blue. The sign of his Cyberbrain activating. He searched throughout his database, searching for anything with the word "Khala" in it. Still nothing...a common result. Henrex was so absolutely sure that he had heard of it before, and normally, when he hears something that might be important, he would register it into his database. But he must have forgotten that time. Well, that was the reason he had wanted to talk about Khalaism with Blank. So he could know. Perhaps...he might even become a part of the religion.

He heard someone approaching. Blank? He wasn't sure....his eyes flashed white, as the light around Henrex would bend and reflect, rendering him near invisible. This was a Cyberbrain add-on that Henrex had installed short after receiving his surgery for PhantomTech. This would cause him to be very hard to see, but if someone looked hard enough, they would be able to detect him. Henrex, while in this state of invisibility, hid behind a tree, waiting for whoever was approaching to come into view....

Wed May 04, 2016 2:59 pm

Artist: MASA-P - Song: My Seventh Celebration - Word Count: 415

Blank by design wasn't supposed to be sneaky, so quiet shouldn't be her thing either. The scantily dressed demon would have a skip to her steps while she kept her arms spread arms rather childishly. Her green hair would have naturally swayed in the wind, but due to their shortness it wouldn't have been as pronounced as the lantern dangling on her bone tail or even the over sized kimono sleeves that embellished her arms. Two sounds could be heard with each energetic step one obviously being way more pronounced then the other would be that of the large golden bell that rested against her bust. With each hop the bell would have lifted from it's comfortable position and abruptly land back against her bust; this reaction caused the metal ball within the metal to fail about creating that familiar sound of a large bell. The other sound would be that of her wooden sandals digging into the flooring of the area; either it be concrete, or even soil it would have never been loud enough to match that of the metal decoration attached to her neck. Blank had be chanting a familiar children tune normally used for skip rope however due to her absence of a cord of sorts she had resorted hoping from one foot to the other even she would have known the pointless use of this however this was to amuse herself during her travels.

Everyone when giving instructions to meet places aren't very specific, Blank doesn't normally hear humans use coordinates to tell people exactly to wait. Instead they would leave them a general area in which they could observe within a comfortable distance, meaning if someone told you to wait at the bus station; the person would have been waiting inside the terminal, out side in the front, in one of the buses, plus any other number of places. All these places have good vantage points for viewing someone entering or leaving the area (well perhaps not necessarily inside the bus) making it easier to locate the person they wished to meet. It should be the same situation with this, meaning that if the child would have waited in an open area nearby she would have been easier to locate without wasting too much time. However sometimes choosing comfortability is far better then practicality; having stopped by the bench the child would have carefully left her Necromancer's Book and quill upon the seat before finding something to amuse herself with.

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Wed May 04, 2016 3:47 pm

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Henrex breathed a sigh of relief. It was Blank. He slowly re-covered his scarred left eye with the scarf around his face, before coming out of hiding from behind the tree. His body slowly became visible as the Shadow Camouflage deactivated itself. He slowly made his way towards the bench she sat at. She had a book an quill in her hands. Something to entertain herself while she waited. He smiled to himself under his scarf. Writing....something he should do when he gets back to his room after this. He did had a lot of spare notebook paper laying around.

Henrex silently approached the Demon girl, his footsteps making only the slightest of crinkles from the pink leaves that had fallen from the sakura trees in the area. It was a beautiful time. In fact, near this time, cherry blossom trees bloomed, making an absolutely amazing display of sakura. Henrex stopped. He was right next to the bench that the Demon girl sat, but he did not sit down. First....he wanted to ask a question. Something she needed to be 100% honest with him about. He needed to know if she was alone. He had no intentions of taking off the scarf he wore unless it was sure that one, he was alone with her. Not in a creepy way, but merely in a way where if there WERE others with her, he wouldn't frighten them with his mildly disfigured face. And second, he needed to know if he could trust her. His gaze turned from the book in the girl's small hands to her face. Look at someone when you speak to them.

Henrex slowly sat down on the bench next to her, putting about two feet worth of distance between them, crossing his arms and placing them on his lap. His head slightly turned in her direction. He slowly closed his eyes, turning his head back forward. The gentle breeze picked up once more, sending his scarf rippling in the wind. The breeze...felt nice. It had a nice chill to it. It gave him the kind of feeling that...the world seemed at...peace. He slowly inhaled, ready to speak now. He would ask the Demon girl a simple question, but this would determine if she would see his face.

"....Is there anyone with you?"

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