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Due to some things...
This blog will being going on Semi Hiatus. I know it will be longer than a week. I apologize to my regular roleplay partners but, somethings have come up and I'm having a hard time handling things. If you need to or want to contact me: [email protected] is my personal email. If I can there will be replies here and there I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
Fleeting Moments [Angst] {ft. theresearchermegane}
Chou frowned. “Yvette please.. Yvette!” Channeling her energy into her healing, Chou tried as hard as she could so she could stop the pain, the bleeding and somehow dry the wound a little. Sweat trickled down the side of her head as she let the healing slowly sap her energy.
It seemed though, that her Kido was useless. She was not an adept healer, nor was she an adept Kido user as a whole, but she didn’t want to have the thought of her friend dying just because she was too weak to actually do something for her. “But how… How should I do something about this..?” She looked at the hand the was placed of hers. Her expression grew sad, expressing the hope she had inside slowly draining away like the blood.
It was not long after that her Kido slowly stopped, Chou pursed her lips, clenching her eyes shut as she held back the droplets of tears. She opened her eyes at that mention of the full moon. Slowly, she turned her head to look up at it. It was just like that moon they’ve seen before at the ceremony. “Do you still remember the time, Yvette?” She asked softly.
The white haired vizard nodded softly as she closed her eyes smiling warmly as she slowly worked a hand up to cradle the moon in her palm. "I remember, like it was yesterday...we met that day Chou-san." Her teal eyes opened again slowly as she looked over to her friend still smiling. How was a mystery with how severely she'd been wounded.
"I remember the alcohol I can't hold liquor very well. You carried me home but, I ended up passing out ontop of you and we slept like that all night. I woke up from a nightmare about my mother but, you snapped me out of it." Yvette shuddered a breath as she forced herself to get up slowly.
She wasn't going to die from this. The whitette slowly made her way to a standing position and swung her Zanpakuto to remove it from the ground. "Chou-san. Take me back to your place. We need to hurry before my strength disappears...
Bang confidently placed his hands on his waist, it would seem as though he had a solution! “Hmm… Then perhaps we should find you some clothes. I may have some clothes around you could borrow, though if you’d like, i can go out and fetch you something from a neighbour. They’re bound to have something, and they wouldn’t mind if i asked them!” The town is like one big family, after all.
"Anything is fine...to be honest. As long as I can use my legs effectively I can work with anything, is that a too broad selection?" Yvette brushed a hand by her cheek as she smiled softly before she watched him and she slowly began to tie her long hair up in a ponytail her length still reaching her thighs. "Also I'll leave any weapons here. Less temptation that way." She smiled and grabbed her scarves from the couch and tied them on her wrists and neck.
I'm Sleepy {ft. treacherousduo}
"I see." He now began to wonder if he had a grave, if people visited the man he was before death, if he had really been a man. If he had had a loving ‘mother’ if his death had been caused by betrayal. So many questions were running through his head and then they stopped abruptly when he felt her head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her waist and smiled.
"It must be a pain to know things you don’t wanna know. But I sure feels like shit not knowing anything either." He replied as he glanced down at her and then turned away.
Yvette sat up and she leaned over Nnoitra holding the sheet to her chest as she spoke, "Do you wonder about stuff like that Nnoitra?" Her hand slowly ran through his hair as she twisted some strands around her fingers while her white hair draped on top of him.
For some reason the whitette was now wide awake and curious, and slightly irked at something which she clearly expressed not two seconds after it passed through her mind. "I feel dirty c'mon we're going to shower..." She decided already pulling at him to lead her toward the bathroom her smile slowly on her face again.
Accidental Friends {ft. theresearchermegane}
Chou just stayed quiet and let Yvette walk in front of her and explain. It was only now that she saw the scars behind her arms. She didn’t ask about them, because Yvette was already explaining what has happened to her.
She didn’t speak. She just let the woman continue. She would know anyway if the whitette still had something to say or not. All she would do is nod, keeping the information in mind.
It seemed like Yvette was going through hell, judging by what she was hearing from her, but she knew Yvette has hope, that is why she is still here in front of her. At the moment when Yvette has said something about meeting her, Chou felt that she was loved. Of course she was, it was hinted in the voice and words of Yvette. “Thank you..” Chou thanked softly with a small, shy smile. At least now, she felt she was there for someone.
Yvette glanced behind her and smiled warmly. "Now how about we find some nice kimonos after all the party is starting soon." Grabbing Chou's hand the whitette smiled walking toward the dress shop and shoved Chou inside as they began to look for kimonos that fit them.
"Fine be that way! No me importa!"
He said with a wave of his arm making his bracelets jingle and he sat on his bed. He sighed in anger and didn’t dare look at the woman.
Yvette spared a slight glance barely at the Espada when his bracelets jingled. She didn't want to fight with him...still. As moments of silence passed she slowly and silently crawled out of the window and hugged him from behind her head on his back.
"I'm sorry...mon amour..." She made sure to use a softer voice on the last two words as she tightly held him her hands clenching his jacket tightly.
Scoops & Scoops {closed completelyhypnotic}
“Yes, I help to run the whole company. I am here because I enjoy ice cream and I wished to try your shop – it’s not too far from where I usually work in this town and I wanted to explore the area a little on my lunch break.” Aizen responded honestly, a soft smile appearing on his face as he noticed how the other had temporarily flustered. He was glad to see that the question aimed at what she was doing kept her from flustering too much, as that would have made a little bit of a scene and the last thing he wanted was for curious customers to look at him and slowly realize just who he was. Aizen did enjoy anonymity in day to day life, thank you very much. “Oh? That sounds rather amusing – did it work, or was it caught before someone ordered something that they shouldn’t have?”
"They only noticed when I changed it for an entire four months. Someone pointed out that we hadn't had a 'nasty' lunch, who would've guessed." Yvette offered the explanation with a slight shrug as she finished eating her sorbet and heard someone call her name. "I'm sorry...I'd love to talk more but, I have to go, it was nice meeting you Aizen." She said quietly and cleaned the table before running off to the counter to ring up a couple of orders.
Quickly thinking of an idea she wrote up a coupon and returned to Aizen's table. "That's good for anytime you come in next time." She offered a warm smile as she closed her eyes walking off to take care of any necessary things as the clock read:12:45 pm. Alot of the customers leaving as Yvette cleaned the tables waving to some of her regulars.
More Work, Less Play
The moment she explained that wine was all she wanted of him he turned away from her to refill one of his other customer's drinks, his focus on nearly everything but the french woman. There was no point in paying her much heed when he had other things to do, drinks to make and glasses to polish.
Though he ignored her French he found himself muttering curses and insults in German in return, calloused hands batting away the wandering digits of men and women at the bar, snarls and growls occasionally leaving his throat to help get the point across bit quicker.
When the woman's question reached his irritated ears he sneered, moving back to stand in front of her and point to a small shiny black name tag with white lettering that spelled out "Grimmjow J." The piece of plastic wasn't noticeable but it also wasn't very covert, either. The female could have at least tried to find it before she asked.
"Try ta be more observant, ja?"
"Someone's testy...do you always get this much attention? Grimmjow..."
Yvette waves her free hand at the men and women who shrunk back into the crowds after his growl came out. A narrowed teal hue adjusted toward a man that approached her only to receive a glare once his hand reached toward her well endowed chest. The man shrunk away from the bar as she sighed running a hand through her white strands. Crossing her legs she drank some more wine and sighed.
"I don't even know why I'm in this town...there's nothing here, another dead end..." She murmured to herself as she sighed grabbing a Bluetooth from her coat and placing it in her ear. "Tell me something I want to hear..." She whispered unfortunately the inaudible French in her ear only made the Yvette woman more annoyed as she set the empty wine glass down and tapped the bar. A sign to show that Yvette desired more to drink.
"Last glass then I'm out of your hair."
Roughed Up {Open}
He merely stood in a straightened posture, idly watching the woman unravel before him. Steps, though casual, were taken towards where she fled; She had made herself a target. He preferred his prey to run, and she had done so; Making her his prey to feast upon. The fear off the woman could be felt from a mile away as he neared her location. Such tension, such worry over him merely being present. It was deliciously entertaining.
He had arrived now, standing before the girl as his bleak eyes narrowed into mere slits. “Ah, You were so quick to run; You must be my enemy then.” The thorns would appear one by one, poised and precisely aimed at the woman in an attempt to seek more fear from her. To her her screams, would be a delight to the husk.
"W-Why wouldn't I run from someone who is on a quest to kill Shinigami...? Even worse that I'm a hybrid..." The whitette murmured as she slowly leaned her head up and away as the thorns aimed at her throat pointed toward her jugular vein in her neck. She shook though her teal hues were narrowed. She wondered if she could manage even in the slightest to talk her way out of this.
A low threatening chime escaped her Zanpakuto as it sensed the danger right in front of it Yvette sighed as she held her breath. The hands wrapped around the sheathe and hilt visibly shaking, "Kamen-Buto Kai..." Yvette murmured the command as she tossed her Zanpakuto behind the Quincy as her spirit materialized and placed the sword against his neck, "Remove yourself from the vicinity of my master." The female spirit whispered her voice a menacing and sultry tone as her visible eye narrowed.
Send 'Technicolor' for my muse's response to seeing yours in color; in a world where everything is black and white and only your soulmate is seen in color.
Headcanon: Un
Drawing:
Yvette started drawing around nineteen and in her spare time draws scenery or just makes things up as she goes along. Her favorite item is a fountain calligraphy pen or a small brush and ink. She hardly ever shows her drawings. She's a closet artist.
Send me "Sleepy, much?" to talk to my muse, as they're half-asleep.
“Murderer!” ((Let's break hearts. :3 ))
5. My muse drowns yours in the bathtub.
cigarette-scientist discovered the Hybrid
cigarette-scientist started following you
"Who's there?"
Sensing someone Yvette stopped on the roof of the 12th division labs. Her zanpakuto letting a soft chime out.
"How the fuck does that make me an idiot?"
The Quinto asked as he walked after her knowing fully well where she would go.
Sitting with a clearly depressing look Yvette kept wrapping her fingers around multiple strands of her white hair. "Imbecile...merde..."
Cursing softly in French the hybrid shut her eyes tightly. Her sword pulsed and chimed gently, "Shut up...I know I'm over reacting..." She murmured petting the sheath.
"S’not my fault. I just did what I had to. Nothin’ more nothin’ less."
"Your an idiot!"
The whitette yells running off till she flash steps and sits in his room on the window sill.
"Whoops."
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"I'm gonna have nightmares for WEEKS!" The whitette crosses her arms turning away from him.
