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A Meal For Two (Monique/Lujuria)
Sun Dec 10, 2023 6:29 pm
Monique Sadamori | The Brat With Bloody Knuckles
Ever since Monique was left on her own accord, the days seemed to meld together over time; day turned to night, night turned to day. To her it all felt the same as if she was stuck in a loop she couldn't escape for long, going to the ring was a refresher at times but in the end that was simply her source of income so she wouldn't be stuck on the out on the streets, it was fun to fight against greater odds but it really only ever got her so far in really feeling- something. She was given an opportunity of a life time to communicate with someone that's naturally considered a threat to the cycle, shinigami, and humans as a whole, a hollow named Lujuria.
It wasn't uncommon for a hollow to be sentient enough to speak, the real thing was that this one was far from violent compared to her peers, but lo and behold the very first time Monique spot the beast hiding on the sides of the smaller buildings around the considered best street foods the outskirts Karakura had to offer. Luckily she was somewhat of a chef (although it was mainly to help her from paying too much food weekly at first) and she utilized her culinary skills to draw the beast out, which worked surprisingly. From what little she knew of the corrupted soul showed great control over her primal instincts, and that alone piqued her interests to conversate with the overgrown bat, and strangely enough, it was pleasant. Never would she have anticipated it to go so well, let alone did she expect herself to walk away unscathed as of most of them ended in it breaking out in a fight. It felt nice.
As of their last promise to meet up, Monique offered to bring various kinds of food to share with the beast the next time they met up, and today was that day. It was midday as Monique traversed through the scruffy town of Karakura, dodging various shadier spots and forcing her way through petty gangs until she reached to the very outskirts of the town where the forest lies with a small clearing lay, the place where they promised to meet. Setting herself on a log, Monique sat her bag in her lap as she began to rummage through it to reveal one of many of the bento boxes she had packed, opening it revealed a large portion of Yakitori within, letting the scent air out as she waited patiently in hopes that it could catch the beast's nose.
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