Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2016 4:11:01 GMT
In the dismal little town of Karakura where everything yet nothing seemed to happen a big change was about to occur. Although home to a group of spiritual hunters called the "Quincy”, who hunted creatures called "Hollows" not everything they hunted managed to get caught. There were some Hollows more than capable of going beyond the skills and means of regular foot soldiers equipped with their simple bows and arrows, the Order of the Holy Cross, while an organization that was ever vigilant for these bad spirits was not able to see all.
On a bright crisp morning in autumn, they happened to let their guard down and let a potentially dangerous enemy slip into the Living Realm from beyond the realms of the death. This enemy, a woman, appearance came from a place called Hueco Mundo via an air pocket called a Kūmon. To form it she literally took both her hands and forced Reiryoku into the space between the Living and Dead Worlds causing Reiatsu release and the giant hole. The leak was something people on both sides probably felt as she transferred one side of the entrance to the other. Yet the petite woman with long wavy orange hair and happy green eyes was entirely calm about this. She wore a smile as she buttoned up an orange blouse over her crimson bra and whistled as she stepped forward onto a paved sidewalk in the middle of a busy town. Her usual white skirt bowed outwards in the center of legs each time she walked contracting and detracting constantly with the pace of her steps. Behind her she could feel her door to home in Hueco Mundo closing, however, she had more than enough strength at all times to open another door and return home.
She could feel a nice cold sensation rise up into her toes as her feet wrapped in bandages stepped over stones and other debris. This woman named Deadly Spira carried herself with confidence for she was certain in a big city or rather town like this she might find people to eat. Nothing unfortunately stood out to her as passed by a number of fast food chains, a bagel shop, and an ice cream store in search of victims with spiritual pressure around her own. She did not intend to eat those who were weak since it did not sit well with her nor the long sword strapped to her back. Nobody seemed to pass her mind even as she walked past some buildings and began to corrode them with the mere presence of her strong spiritual pressure. The bricks to these buildings began to sink, some split slightly open, others simply disintegrated under her presence and began to sag. She walked this way for nearly four blocks until she came to a square with small trees and a centralized patch of grass.
“Boring… Don’t even know why sometimes I want to be human again.” The woman stated. She let out a yawn and covered her mouth as her entire body literally began to slump over and fall asleep.
On a bright crisp morning in autumn, they happened to let their guard down and let a potentially dangerous enemy slip into the Living Realm from beyond the realms of the death. This enemy, a woman, appearance came from a place called Hueco Mundo via an air pocket called a Kūmon. To form it she literally took both her hands and forced Reiryoku into the space between the Living and Dead Worlds causing Reiatsu release and the giant hole. The leak was something people on both sides probably felt as she transferred one side of the entrance to the other. Yet the petite woman with long wavy orange hair and happy green eyes was entirely calm about this. She wore a smile as she buttoned up an orange blouse over her crimson bra and whistled as she stepped forward onto a paved sidewalk in the middle of a busy town. Her usual white skirt bowed outwards in the center of legs each time she walked contracting and detracting constantly with the pace of her steps. Behind her she could feel her door to home in Hueco Mundo closing, however, she had more than enough strength at all times to open another door and return home.
She could feel a nice cold sensation rise up into her toes as her feet wrapped in bandages stepped over stones and other debris. This woman named Deadly Spira carried herself with confidence for she was certain in a big city or rather town like this she might find people to eat. Nothing unfortunately stood out to her as passed by a number of fast food chains, a bagel shop, and an ice cream store in search of victims with spiritual pressure around her own. She did not intend to eat those who were weak since it did not sit well with her nor the long sword strapped to her back. Nobody seemed to pass her mind even as she walked past some buildings and began to corrode them with the mere presence of her strong spiritual pressure. The bricks to these buildings began to sink, some split slightly open, others simply disintegrated under her presence and began to sag. She walked this way for nearly four blocks until she came to a square with small trees and a centralized patch of grass.
“Boring… Don’t even know why sometimes I want to be human again.” The woman stated. She let out a yawn and covered her mouth as her entire body literally began to slump over and fall asleep.
