Enter the matrix(Past Rp)

-Akitsu-



-Simaira-


There was a long long, though not as much as one would believe, Journey, that the little nomad boy, known as een, had undergone, after being taken by the third division captain, whom decided to ignore the rules of the nomads, and simply viewed them with derision, they were fools, and as such, she hoped that this boy wouldn't follow suit. She probably believed that if he survived, he would foolishly go back to the land. Then again, she was simply sent to do a job, there was not many emotions she could spare, but in a moment's notice, she did. — It certainly wasn't any business of her's, and she could've instinctively left them there to rot and die. Yet, in her heart she couldn't bare to watch a children die, especially by the means of being brainwashed by something that died out many many years ago. It may have held them up, and been their light, for a while, but things were different now. No one could survive, by those ideals. It was something akin to signing your death bed, before you even got a chance to live your life. So there was simply no reason why she would allow it to happen. — You could call it motherly instinct, or something of the sort, but whatever the case was, She didn't want to see children die in front of her, without having lived a fruitful life. Despite their attitude, there was a belief, that they would come to like their new environment and that someone, would come to take care of them and nourish them until they were ready to get use to the world.

That was easier said then done however, with how karakura town was, there wasn't exactly something she could do, there were lot's of character's who were of the shady variety. If one tried to put them into adoption, they had to try a little bit harder. Orphanages were a bit loose, during these days, and these two, didn't seem like they were young enough to be any orphanage for children. So, their wasn't much of anything she could do. Her eyes began to zoom in on the horizon. The technological view, of karakura town, what it had become over the many years of it's improvements. It was definitely a semi-safe haven, or at the very least, they wouldn't die so soon, as opposed to if they were living in that desert. "..." everything was different, the Japanese buildings were much taller, and the lights were bright, lamp post's where in the street area's, that were separated miles from the town, while, the city it's self was quite lively, though not by much. It looked scarce tonight. Akitsu knew she would have to report back soon. Akitsu lamented, things were looking grim, for finding them something they would enjoy. They would eventually wake up and even hinder her. If that matter wasn't worse. — She heard a rumble, something similar to an earth quake, and seen that a hollow attack was happening in the midst's of the city beside her. She flew in and around, and gritted her teeth a bit. this was bad, very bad, She wanted to curse the mad animals to death.

Their timing couldn't be worse. She had to find them shelter soon, or temporary safety. If she would look down, she could see a woman, with the appearance of a school teacher. She definitely looked harmless, but also presented something that struck her as, appearing to be kind. "...." She decided that her decision was probably idiotic, but she had no choice in this matter. She swooped down to the woman, and confronted her. She jumped back a bit startled, and looked back at her. Akitsu took no time in giving her an explanation, and simply and firmly told her that, "you are their guardians now...." and with that, she flew off to defend and ultimately defeat the amount of hollows rampaging around the city.

-Part of Simaira-

"Eh...?" This was definitely a surprise, to fit all surprises. "..." The succubus, had just gotten off a day of work, It wasn't that enjoyable to say the least, there weren't any little delicious delectable lambs, that she could peck at today. They were all growing up, like boys usually did in life. The more they grew, the more distant she would become. She liked to be the dominating type, so the fact of the boys growing, meant they would become more forward and in some cases, much more perverted. Obviously as a person, she could just walk away from these two children. They didn't hold any value, from their appearance. That was until, of course, she seen the precariously adorable lamb, as she called them. He looked like the many young ones, that were scarce to find these days. Not only that if she did find them, She is currently residing within Tokyo High, under the alias of Yari Nokudashi. What she likes about High school is that the lambs are plenty here, compared to everywhere else. It becomes somewhat easier for her to pluck out the mate she wishes to have some fun with. The only problem, however, is that she can't spend too much time with said person without their family desperately searching for the young buck. She wishes to have a young man that she could find a young one who she could fully corrupt, but someone that she can truly take her time with. Someone in which she can fulfill every kinky little fantasy she wishes to have with a single boy. She could be very lewd with how she acted on her fantasies, but she was a succubus, She wanted to have fun, and do what their race was known to do quite often — No problem with that right?

Anyways, she moved into the light, and in that moment, The clothing of the Simaria, could be seen. It wasn't anything that was unusual, it was everything that the usual female school teacher wore day in and day out, However, she was different, she wanted to wear the clothing that would draw in the curious ones who were having hormonal interest's in women. It made the seduction all the much easier. She was adorned in her usual school attire, which was slightly tempting, but fitting for a casual setting. She wore a maroon, taylored jacket, which was tight enough to portray a good outline of her well define curves, as well as a taylored miniskirt, tight enough to hug her large waist. Jacket had approximately four, black, fuzzy dome shaped buttons, with one purposefully left unbuttoned at the uppermost section of her breast portion, resulting in a very thin sliver that ran down on the top third of her clevage, the "V" opening only an inch wide. The next button obscured about two inches of the center of her clevage, to give only a slight taste of the goods that lay under her cloth. The lapels of her jacket spanned half a foot in length, and 4 inches at with, from the very top of the lapel, gradually decreasing as one would trace down the edge of the lapel. There was a slim slit pocket nestled right on the center of her right breast. The collar of her jacket was neatly and evenly folded down. The cuffs of her sleeves spanned 5 inched in length, both being held together by a pair of cufflinks, designed like an angel's halo, with a golden arrow frozen in the middle of going through the center of the cufflink. Her miniskirt sported a single upside down, "V" opening on the bottom of the right side, running up what little of her uppermost thigh that remained covered by the remainder of her skirt, and is just barely able to expose the very bottom of the side of her plump cheek. A faint groove could be seen at the center of the pack of her skirt, barely defining the space between her cheeks, although leaning foward would be more than enough to put greater emphasis on the indent, making her cheeks literally stick out from under the quality fabric of the skirt. Her thighs, and apdomen were well defined at the front of the skirt, with several lines and grooves formed from the stretching of her fabric, and the movement that her legs made as she walked on a pair of black, fuzzy stilleto heels, with a small, black strip, with a golden belt buckle on the mid section of her foot. To finish things off, she had on a pair of blue, square spectacles, as well as her signature blue headband, placed neatly behind her ears, and right above the crown of her head.

So, without much hesitation, she had looked at the young nomad, and examined his over all features, she had to be really sure, that he would be someone she could have fun with for a very long time; if he was the one, that could finally be her long time partner, she had searched for endlessly. She took some time to assess the situation, It was beneficial, except for the girl. Since she was strictly a straight succubi, women didn't really appear to her. She moved a hand through her delicate purple strands of hair, while she figured out the situation. Well, it couldn't hurt to let the other one take shelter in an orphanage, so she quickly walked over to the closest one that would except her, and decided to go on her way, with the little nomad, when the dear inchoate one awake, a life full of debauchery and lust-filled days would meet him. The question had to be, Would he survive?

Ada was the first to wake up and to noticed another woman before her caramel eyes. The background was different from the desert and it made her jittery. She looked around while trying to get up on to her feet. She noticed Een, the boy that she promised Grampa to be with for the sake of the tribe. She blushed at the sight of Een's sleeping state and looked around for her Grampa. He is no longer around and Ada flipped into her survivalist side, the side where she would do a lot to keep both Een and herself alive. She observed the woman and noticed one little detail that Ada could not put her finger on, but it made her want to keep Een away from her. It is the similar feeling she had when she met Een before she was taken with him by the murderers that she could not see. The woman before her was endowed and was taking an interest in Een. Normally, she would allow any member of her tribe to take Een so she could stay away, but they are not there to take him now, she is the only tribe member to be by the boy she believed to be fated to stay with. With the woman taking an interest in the boy and ignoring her, Ada gets the impression that she will be abandoned and separated from Een. She would not have that as a possibility. Call her selfish, but she is doing what Grampa taught her and she is not willing to let that go to waste of all the times these lessons are not needed.

She walked to Een's sleeping body and knelt by his left side. She then picked up his left arm before putting it over her back neck. She was not the mightiest of the tribe, but Een is also not the heaviest of the tribe. She straightened her back and used her legs to forcefully stand up, leaving Een suspended until he wakes up and support her. After getting onto her feet with Een hung from her shoulder, she glared at the woman, showing a great deal of mistrust. Typical for a nomad to mistrust people who was outside of her tribe or the neighboring tribe. Take none for granted. Accept none from others. Care for no one except yourself and your family. Survive. All which are few of the rules that Ada took to heart as a Nomad. Een is her family and the only one left that she could trust now. It may come out awkward for Een to be talking to the only girl left in his tribe and the same girl who was afraid of him. But she has to trust Een and Een has to trust her, no matter what. Her heart pounding and her body tensed up while her gut felt unusually loose. What is this feeling? Her Grampa did not tell her a thing about what is going on with her every time she is near Een. She walked into the light of the street, where she froze for a bit to see all this...creatures both soft and too hard. The structures would be monuments to Ada, but there are too much to even tell which one was commemorating the dead.

I have to keep him away from that woman...Een please wake up...our life has changed...

People looked at Ada and Een with an odd look on their face; usual for when they see a girl dragging a sleeping boy like a soldier dragging a wounded buddy. Ada feared only if that woman should obsess over Een and pursue. She has to take him away and out of sight until that fat creature loses interest in him. Listening to herself, Ada noticed that she actually cared about Een that much and her heart slowed down a bit, she does not feel that afraid of him anymore. Maybe when Een wakes up and they are safe, Ada could tell him...No, now is not the time for fantasies, she has to get away from that woman and keep Een from becoming a member of the enemy, the Society. In a herd of people, Ada knew that she would be hard to spot and if she is hard to be spotted by the woman, so is Een. Een is the only one she has left and she is willing to fight to keep him from becoming them. "Rukku taishite ato byouin?" A curious man asked Ada, seeing that Ada is trying to drag an injured friend. What is an...ato? Ada was confused. "Must be a foreigner, I guessed? What languages you speak?" The man asked in a different language. "Uhh...Society?" Ada awkwardly asked. The man raised an eyebrow at such a silly question, but to him, she is indeed a foreigner and not well educated. Ada tried to pick up the pace to get away from that man and that woman from before, hopefully, she would find a place that she could hide Een and herself from both of them.