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Myers-Briggs: ENTJ
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Kinsey Scale: X
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Termperament: Phlegmatic
Bending Type: Earthbending
◎ Can I really trust you?
“Of course you can Yasusada-kun. I am your comrade after all.”
I apparently forgot to open Ichigo’s ask. It’s open now guys!
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“I had not expect my brotherly care to be my downfall. I have to be more careful next time.”
“Whoa there, handsy–!” Defensiveness is instinct by now, blonde locks flying as she turns, one hand up and at the ready to knock the offending touch away. The sight of the young man behind her, harmless as he seems, halts her wrist a mere inch from knocking into his with a force that is nowhere close to friendly. Blinking wide eyes in surprise, the ensuing question renders her further mute for another few moments, until her breath is exhaled in a sharp gust and she laughs quietly, hand dropping.
“Sorry ‘bout that! I… guess I’m still a little jumpy about this place.” Could anyone blame her, with this illusion of life in a place she could not recognize well enough to call home? “I can show you the way if you want! Not like I got much better to do!”
When the woman was near hitting his face his immediate reaction was to step back and reach for his blade. It was obvious now how the woman and himself were both experienced as fighters. When she drops her hand down he found himself laughing with her. He sheathes back his blade.
“It is alright miss.” He smiles at her. This place was peaceful but could be quite unsettling at times. She just had her defenses up and that wasn’t something bad.
He bowed at her. “Thank very much. I apologize for the trouble.”
Noting the smile that tugged at the other’s lips was one of the certainties that this conversation was going seemingly well at the moment; he had yet to spoil it by saying anything out of line or by saying anything far too aggressive– he wasn’t counting his blessings, though. If anything, keeping this conversation afloat was one of his goals of the day; if that didn’t display how agonizingly bored he was of the monotony here, then he wouldn’t know what could.
One of the many ways he found that keep a conversation going was through impressing them, but with no one aware of his history, that certainly proved to be a difficult task; needless to say, he wasn’t about to give up on it yet, though– his title is something he is immensely proud of. This guy asking for his name was nothing more than another oppurtunity to spout his successes through what he rightfully earned.❝ It’s not like I care if it’s odd or not– maybe we’ll even become pals after this. Anyways– ❞ Allowing his apertures to spread into a wide grin, his gaze immediately locked onto the man as he formally introduced himself.
❝ You’re talking to none other than the GREAT DRAGON OF OSHU, ✨DATE MASAMUNE✨ ! ! ! ❞ Visage brimming with pride, it eventually settled down to a bearable amount by Date’s standards and he soon finding himself requesting the other’s name; after all, he wasn’t opposed to gaining a few allies– if anything, he’d need them in this hellhole. ❝ Mind returning the favor and telling me who you are? ❞
It might have been a little rude to stare at someone you have just met from head to toe and Ichigo did a small bow to apologize for that.
With the name Date Masamune mentioned by this man Ichigo immediately shot up a look. No one would claim such a big name out of nowhere and he could feel it. He might not be the same one Ichigo knows but the confident aura he gives off that similar feel
This is Date Masamune.
Ichigo was able to keep up a smile, one that can tell that he has gotten whatever message of acknowledgement Date wanted to give out was loud and clear to him. “It is rude if I do not introduce myself as well. I am Ichigo Hitofuri.” He wonders now if his name would be familiar.
Roy blinked, glancing down at the ring on his own finger. The other boy posed a good question…he definitely had no idea how to use this thing. At least he could answer the first half of his question. “You’re supposed to use it to travel to different islands…” He quirked an eyebrow, shrugging slightly. “There was also something about other worlds. I don’t know, some of that went over my head since I was busy letting it sink in that I…died.”
Still, he did have another foggy memory from that spiel he was forced to sit through. “There’s some building where we can ask questions if we have them…” Roy turned on his heel and scanned the horizon, trying to remember which direction it was in. “…down there. They’d know more than me.”
“Ah... So this is not the only island here then.” He smiled at the man and bowed to thank him. “I should have listened as well but there was something on my mind then as well.” It was the same reason as this man. Death wasn’t very easy for just anyone, especially if you have left people behind.
“That is quite convenient! Would it be alright if you could accompany me there?” A very convincing smile brisked Ichigo’s face.
“I see…” He thought over Hitofuri’s words, piecing together the events of what could’ve happened leading up to their world’s demise, but that was as far as it went. Yasusada wasn’t one for over-analyzing, much less playing detective, but when there was a paramount of nothing to do thinking and overthinking was becoming a worthwhile activity.
Some part of him expected the sort of response Hitofuri had given him, and he gave him a smile of his own.
“Kiyomitsu and I haven’t exactly… dwelled on the matter too much.” He looked to the side. “Discussion hasn’t exactly been an option. Maybe this place is finally driving us mad.”
“… But I digress. The last thing I recall was preparation for an expedition with the others… but everything is a blur after that.”
To see Yasusada quite this calm and into his thoughts surprised him quite a bit. From recent memory in the Citadel his actions spoke louder than words but Ichigo could conclude easily that there was no call of war and action here in Amaranth. It had been very peaceful since his arrival and from how Yasusada seemed to just be around a peaceful field confirms it.
“Driving you two mad? Is it the lack of conflict and mission? I do feel it is very peaceful here to have gathered souls around.” Yasusada and Kiyomitsu were both not talkers and again found action better. It must be hard for swords being unable to fight. Then again it just felt like being in the Imperial palace as well. Ichigo wouldn’t say he’d go mad like Yasusada would (What definition of mad?).
“I see. Then something must have happened after that.” He tried to think again. “Ah... still a blur.”
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Ichigo decides to follow the pulling feeling that his partner told about. It was useful that he picked telepathy as his ability and he was able to contact his partner even without a device of communication.
The pulling feeling lead him to a place called Star Gardens. With the slice of strawberry cake on hand, he took a deep breath and looked around, his eyes traveled throughout the garden. He spots a girl quietly reading a book.
It’s her. I can feel it.
“Umm. Excuse me miss? Are you Mary Kozakura?”
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It always was a kind objective to observe an unknown area. Though, on a rather old looking tree with some fragile branches, it wasn’t exactly the most fun she had. The masked girl found sight of many areas for the tree was quite tall, like those Redwood trees at that certain parks.
Then a sound of something breaking occurred and there she went, falling from somewhere. Again. With her luck, the event wasn’t surprising, but with someone being her cushion was something else, since this place seemed devoid of others.
It would’ve been wise if she had chosen another place to search. Too late for that now.
Ichigo was resting under the base of a tree. It was sunny, pretty much always bright here in Eternity. His brothers would have loved it here.He was at a park watching other lost souls play around. He would imagine them to be his brothers to give him some sense of comfort.
He heard the sound of breaking from the tree on top of him and to his surprise spots the figure of a little girl heading towards him. His reflexes were fast and he was able to catch the little girl into his arms. She was wearing a mask which was quite odd.
“Miss are you alright?”
Waking so early without the aid of his retainer’s incessant yells for him to prepare for the imminent day was a rarity in itself– especially since said retainer was absent from his everyday life in this world; however, today marks the first day where he hadn’t slept in so late in a good few weeks. Suffering from the lack of entertainment in his current living quarters, the young daimyo grew stir crazy hours before it was even noon; therefore, he deemed it mandatory for him to get himself out and about– Kojuro would be proud.
Moments into his walk and he was already ready to throw in the towel and call it quits; fortunately for him, someone was brainless enough to walk straight into him. If he wasn’t accustomed to wearing heels, perhaps he would have toppled over and brought the other with him; however, he kept a steady ground and furrowed his brows in confusion at the other’s immediate bow. So formal! Allowing a smile to grace his features, he casually offered a sufficient response.
❝ Hah! No need to bow or anything; don’t worry about it! ❞ Gaze scanning the appearance of the stranger who had collided with him, a singular red hue caught a glimpse of the sword the other harbored; having little else to do, he opted on drawing out their meeting by issuing an inquiry. ❝ You a swordsman, too? ❞
“It is still my fault for having not looked at where I am going.” Ichigo took a deep breath to compose himself but his eyes could not help but give another head to toe glance at the man.
He seems familiar.
He finds the man’s eye looking at the blade he had on the side. Ichigo couldn’t help but smile.
“Indeed I am.” He chuckled. He wasn’t just a swordsman but the sword itself but he wouldn’t tell just anyone that. He passed of well as a human and he would like to keep it that way.
He was still curious about who this man is and why he felt familiar. It may not harbor any results but he decides to ask. “It maybe odd for a stranger like me to ask but may I please know what your name it?”
"Ichigo Hitofuri reporting for duty." You may find his application under /app or the first link.
Welcome to Amaranth, Ichigo!
Your welcome bag contains your Telepiece, a key coupon for Spiral’s End housing, and a slice of strawberry cake. Cute! We’ll pair you up with Mary Kozakura. Hope you two get along!
Have fun with your eternity!
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✉ Paprika
Although he generally considered himself a lone wolf, he was beginning to miss his old team back home. It was a bit sad to not have Robin and Wally’s exuberant personality tagging behind him, or Kaldur’s serious demeanor attempting to keep them on track. Roy had been lamenting his friends disappearance when he heard someone address him from behind.
Slowly turning around, he regarded him for a moment before shifting his weight from one foot to another. He normally helped people by dealing out vigilante justice; hopefully this guy wasn’t going to ask him for directions – he was still constantly getting lost himself. Roy let out a small sigh, tilting his head slightly.
“…yeah, sure. What do you need?”
It was instinct for Ichigo to observe how people moved. From this man’s movement he could tell he had quite a quick reflex despite being a little lax. From the way he talked, not a very patient lad.
He smiled at him and showed the ring on his finger. “I do believe this is called a Telepiece. I would like to ask what this is for? Do you know how to use it?”
Yasusada scrunched his eyebrows together, unsure of how to approach Hitofuri’s inquiry delicately. He just found out that he was dead, after all, without his siblings anywhere in sight to boot… it must have been a little shocking.
“… Ah, yes– It’s been a few weeks, but Kiyomitsu and I arrived at the same time. I suppose we’re sorta just stuck together that way… But all jokes aside, I’ve no idea why or how we ended up together here. Perhaps it has something to do with the circumstances of our deaths? I really can’t say.”
He was spitballing ideas at this point, something he wasn’t naturally good at, but what else was there for him to talk about?
“What do you remember before arriving here, Hitofuri-san? If it’s okay for me to ask.”
Ichigo nodded in response. It was indeed quite odd that Yasusada and Kiyomitsu have arrived quite earlier than he did. If their world was as the lady he had met said destroyed, he would have assumed more of them were in this similar situation. Unless the circumstances of their deaths were quite different in this time around as Yasusada had mentioned. Everything was still a mystery.
“The last thing I remember. From memory it was being arranged into teams, the usual morning activity we had before a sortie. Kiyomitsu-kun standing on a platform and reading the Saniwa’s notes.” Then he recalled his little brothers all wishing him luck before that sortie. After that his mind just faded to black. “That is what I last remember.” His voice was oddly calming.
He kept his posture firm and never faltered the smile from his face. “I do believe I should be asking the same question Yasusada-kun. It might help make sense as to why we were brought here. Have you not discussed this with Kiyomitsu-kun yet?” Then again knowing the Saniwa’s assistant sword he wouldn’t like talking about those. He chuckled lightly with that thought.