Mission, where the past collides || Urahara--kisuke
It was like any other normal day in the Seiretia. Patrols going around, other’s just walking around like nothing going on. She could hear Rangiku and Hitsugaya argueing about paperwork, it made her smile a bit as she passed by. Still she was on her way, she gave a wave to Rangiku who was ignoring Hitsugaya by smothering him in her bosom. Yep, everything seemed normal and she couldn’t help but to feel relaxed about it. It was then, an unconscious act had ended her passing by the science division.
The smile that was once on her face faded, and turned into a small frown. The memories started to come back, and it took her a moment to shove them away. She didn’t want to remember the former captain of the science division. It would only bring up wounds that had never fully healed and she wasn’t ready to go down that road yet. She moved away quickly, the wounds even if they were old, still acted fresh within her mind and heart.
She found a place and stopped, looking over things she exhaled. It was nice to be able to find a quite spot and shut down all those emotions. Or it was quiet till she was found and called. She nodded and jumped down, her long sleeve v neck black shinigami shirt never rode up when she moved, it had been specially made to fit her just right. The pants, were normal issued, though they showed her hips and stomach since she didn’t wear the normal outfit. She didn’t see a need it, it just wasn’t comfortable.
She arrived and was informed she was going with a few others to the world of the living. It seemed strange to her, she wasn’t allowed to go before, but now she was being ordered too. She shrugged a bit and sighed, well this was going to be interesting. Not long after they were off, looking around she felt the difference, this place looked nice. They had come near a shop, and she stopped for a moment. What she saw, felt like a punch in the gut. How was it even possible? Could he really be there? And if he was, why? Was this the reason she hadn’t been allowed before? Sea green eyes just looked at the man in the hat with disbelief.
There was a shop nearby, that meant food right? Well according to Natsu it did. “Food~!” He seemed to almost fly into the shop and looked around. Well this was a funny food shop. “hello? Anyone there? I’m hungry!” He announced as he looked around and hit the bell. Well, he hit the bell more than once it was becoming annoying till he broke it. “Ooops.. IS anyone here!?”
Saving espada can be a bad habit || Urahara--kisuke
Pain, the throbbing, it coursed through her body like no other. Yet, it was going away, slowly becoming a dull ache. She forced her eyes opened again, her arms were no longer holding her up, and she was laying down. What had happened? This made no sense, as her eyes finally focused she looked to see the blonde man with that stupid green and white hat.
He was looking down at her, she had seen him before. Oh yes, the world of the living, after the fight with Aizen, and the girl had healed her. She remembered he was there, had asked her questions, helped heal her fraccion and let them return to Hueco mundo without any cost. So he was here and saved her a second time? This was becoming a rather bad habit for both of them. “This is becoming a bad habit..” She mumbled.
I have 5 threads in my draft. And I would get to them but I have kinda lost my muse. I am grateful to Shiro~chan for helping me find her again through a forced angst thread because that’s where she currently is. As well as getting a similar thread with Chico around the same issue. I am sorry for everyone who is awaiting a reply from me. But I promise I will get to them soon when I get my muse back on track.
Briskly pointing his cane at the Noble he spoke into the megaphone with a grin. “DO I HAVE A PLACE, WOULD I COME HERE READY TO GO IF I DIDN’T?”
Of course he was only meaning well and didn’t actually have a place in mind, he was certain he’d find a perfect place anyway so it really shouldn’t matter, all just menial details that would work themselves out along the way. The important part was getting the over-worked captain out into the world and primed for a much needed break!
“Hmm, I suppose you wouldn’t have come without being prepared.” He answered after a moments thought. He stood up from his chair upon his office in the Kuchiki Manor and headed to a small closet to the side.
While rummaging through the contents of said closet a muffled voice carried out to the shopkeeper. “Though is speaking through that thing really necessary? I’m not deaf yet you know.” Looking for what was necessary for the sudden trip. Usually he wouldn’t have accepted, but with the calmness settled for a while within the Soul Society, he didn’t see any harm. It wouldn’t hurt to allow himself such a thing would it?
He turned away from the closet with a fisher’s hat upon his raven locks. Everything they could possibly need, fishing poles, hooks, extra lines, a net, basket etc. were neatly arranged for easy travel, “Here, I have everything necessary for the fishing trip. We only need bait and it’s all settled.”
Cake had made a wonderful gift for a dear friend and left it down for him. It was a cake of one of his favorite things in the world. Cake was happy to help and if it made him smile then cake would be even happier.
Where had she ended up? It looked like some sort of shop. “Hello?” There was no answer. Yet, she heard something, so she moved in closer. The two toned hair girl seemed to of found Urahara’s lab. “Oh wow!” Her eyes lit up, and she found herself excited suddenly.
The feline made her way among the streets of Karakura Town inconspicuously; just as she had wandered a century prior. No one noticed the black cat, leaving her be to reach her destination. Turning around the corner, Yoruichi found herself in front of the shop she could dub as home. Coming nearer to the entrance she noted that it was partially closed, letting herself in and seeing as no one was within viewing parameters, she called out without a second thought. “Oi Kisuke, are you inviting someone to enter and take merchandise?”