country of the proud

I am Uryuu Ishida, the last and pride of the quincies, enemy to the shinigami and the only person around who seems to realize the importance of a good cape!{CLOSED pendulum city rp} work/a stich in tweed. sin/pride. rooms/.

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Nodus Tollens {The Ishidas}

[katagirii]

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The look on his face made her heart hurt terribly. This man was utterly convinced that she was his mother. And, well, he could very well be quite right. There were all sorts of odd things that happened around these places that weren’t home and time travel - would that really be the oddest thing?

She stepped back slightly to get a better look at his face. Upon seeing his face she had emotions of bliss, anxiety and horror. This man was a spitting image of master Ryuken. She was pulled out of her daze when he mentioned the word dead.

She… was dead? How terrible! Or not terrible, depressing perhaps was the better word. What was he saying? Wrong person? You can’t just drop a bomb like that and expect to just reverse it that quickly. This was a moment of no taksies backsies.

She quickly sped after the young man making sure get in front of him. She crossed her arms and tapped a foot. “Young Master Ishida. You must know that it is terribly impolite to turn ones back and run away whilst in the middle of a conversation? If I am indeed your mother you must know I do not approve of such behaviour.”

Her frown softened. “And I wish to hear you out. You look very similar to the young master so I must say I am intrigued to learn more. My place is very near by so why don’t we have some tea and get our selves cleaned up.” She paused. “I- I don’t know if you’re angry at me or something but this place is quite… insane.”

She straightened her shoulders. “Hello.” She stuck out her hand. “I am Katagiri Kanae and depending on my name I may or may not be your mother.”

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Uryuu flinched when she called him young master, made worst by the motherly foot tap. His mother had never had too many reasons to give him that look, but he’d seen it a few times, and not even always at his - at Ryuuken. A minute in front of this woman and he was falling back on bad habits!

“It was a bit one sided to be considered a conversation,” he muttered, feeling a little cornered. The nerve of this imposter to...to...

“I DO NOT LOOK LIKE RYUUKEN,” he yelped before he could fully reign it in.

Flushing, he adjusted his gasses. This was not going well. “Or, I do but not that much,” he amended. Before his brain caught up with everything else she said. “No no I’m not angry-” never mind the yelling, “at you at least.”

Feeling like a drowning man, his mind raced over the offer for tea. “Maybe we could just uh, buy some around the corner?”

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Nodus Tollens {The Ishidas}

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Kanae wasn’t all that surprised by much anymore. What with the whole being taken from her home and placed in a school to being drugged and used as a lab rat here at Pendulum City. So she had decided to take things at a calm pace. Which meant continuing her life as normal. Like cashing her paycheck so she could continue living in her apartment, and go to school and all of that exhausting stuff.

But it seemed that some of the people that resided here did not feel like taking her calm approach to this whole situation. In front of her someone was unhappy with what ever was being told to them and thus started to cause a ruckus. “Please calm-” Someone tried to tell them but they didn’t seem to listen. Instead they pushed a man aside causing their friend to shriek. 

Annoyed with their behaviour, Kanae made a move to speak to them only to be shoved back into another person. “Ah!” She exclaimed as she fell into the man. He hoisted her back onto her feet and she blushed, embarrassed that she had to be hoisted back onto her feet at all.

She turned to the man. “I am so sorry!” She bowed and straightened meeting the eyes of the young man. They held so much familiarity, the blue that shone in them… it was as if she were staring directly into the young master’s… directly into Ishida Ryuken’s eyes.

This is why when the coffee dropped between them splashing up her legs as well as her own she didn’t even react. Almost didn’t even process the word mom  that came from his lips.

“Mom?” She mimicked. She looked the man up and down. Man. A full grown man. “Um…” She said, while really unsure of what she should say. “I’m sorry but I think you are mistaken! I am no one’s mother… I am only of twenty years young sir.” She said hesitantly. She really didn’t know what to say to him.

“I-I don’t know you.”

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She was bowing - why was she bowing? It had been many years since anything other than Kurosaki’s innate bizarreness surprised Uryuu enough to bring all his faculties to a halt, but here he was, groping for sense and blinking wide eyed at the woman in front of him.

Then she called him sir and said she didn’t have kids - didn’t know him. It was like being slapped, or having your best friend-slash-rival turn into a mindless hollow and almost kill you. A hollow, hurt sort of shock that drowned out any remaining sense in you.

“You...” he tried to collect his thoughts, but nothing came. After a moment of more trying, a different feeling managed to break through. Credulousness. “Yes you are,” he said, fixing his glasses. “Or, you will be. Or I’ve gone mad because you’re quite dead, either way.”

He realized he was babbling, and then realized what he said and felt the heat of embarrassment over come him. “Which is to say I uh, I’m sorry. Wrong person yes obviously you’re very alive right now. Obviously.”

Flushed, covered in coffee and still without having set up his bank account, Uryuu turned on his heel, ready to flee.

His hypothesis was correct at least - he was definitely insane.

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AESTHETIC MEME ! —— List your muse’s aesthetic. Anyone can do this. List your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits & sceneries. Add as many subjects as you like, it can help with people tagging you in aesthetically pleasing things towards your muse!

Tagged by: @flamefruitace Tagging: @princess-beanpaste @daringxhabanero @flashyfeline

TASTES: Green tea, salt water taffy, dried and smoked fish, sweet caramel and custards and candy SMELLS: Fresh cut grass, the smell of lemon scented cleaning product, warm smell of settled fabrics, sweet baked goods in the air, lily of the valley and rose SIGHTS: the sun glinting off high rises, sunset and sunrise over water, the fresh clean look of brand new snow, the explosion of colour and patterns in fabric stores TALENTS: sewing, archery, quick and clever, good at debate, excellent dramatic timing OUTFITS: white button ups and neutral sweaters in dark blue or any grey or neutral green or even black. Dark pants - slacks or jeans, and sometimes fitted tees in sensible colours (white, blue, tan or gray). He’ll punctuate with brighter colours as needed (via ties, bow ties, etc.) OTHER: the sound of crunching gravel and the twang of a taught string, wind through the city streets, a picture tucked away out of sight, faded with time

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Munch munch munch. It was her break and she deserved a treat. But when she looked up, cheeks full, she noticed the other waitresses had gotten very busy and no one was tending to those at the counter. 

Quickly swallowing her mouthful of treats, she smiled and pulled the pad from her apron, pen poised. “What can I get for you? I recommend the BLT with salmon and cream cheese.” Her bubbly personality was hard to contain, even under such circumstances. A few more random food combinations tumbled out before she looked up from the paper to the person sitting at the counter. 

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This wasn’t really Uryuu’s sort of place, but the owner had contacted the tailors to ask about fixing some of the issues with the uniforms, so Uryuu had been given some cash and told to represent them. As it was, he thought it was more a case of the cafe having to impress him now. He’d been here almost five minutes! Certainly they were busy and Uryuu had no where to go, but really.

Just as he was getting ready to abandon decorum and just start asking the waitresses what they wanted fixed, a familiar figure bounced up to him.

“Inoue,” he tried to say, but she was set on her sale’s pitch so opted for politely listening before she finished.

“Inoue,” he said again, “it’s nice to see you. I’ll have the BLT you suggested, and some green tea but I’m actually here for work. Something about uniform problems? If you can point me to the problems, or someone who knows what tailoring you want I’d appreciated.” He looked around again.

“Once uh, you have the time of course.”

[shintenshin]

Dine ‘n Dash

Alive. 

Ready to see his next birthday- something the pirate had not considered possible when he had been chained in his dark cell. He remembered the magma, burning through his chest, Luffy’s tears dribbling down on his shoulders and the shouts of his friends around him at Marineford…

Ace adjusted his hat, still walking in disbelief that someone as unworthy as himself had been given this chance.

However, it was not without its drawbacks. Either he was submerged underwater, or that last attack from Akainu had drained every bit of his power. Ace could not even manage a little spark with his fingers- something he had never had trouble with before.

There were many questions running through his mind; the niggling concerns of whether all his friends had made it past the ferocity of those admirals alive, whether Luffy was alright, what this place was…

But first things first- he needed a place to eat. He was famished and would much rather mull over these questions on a full stomach. The thought of food had his stomach growling and he followed the scent of delicious meals right into an establishment.

Ace threw open the door and grinned.

“Everything from the menu please!”

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Uryuu didn’t often eat out, as his ability to provide for himself had been part of the deal with Ryuuken to have him live alone. After a long shift at the tailors, however, it was a relief to be able to walk into the sleepy restaurant and know food would be coming relatively quickly.

“Just a table for one?” the hostess asked, smile not entirely believable.

“Yes,” Uryuu said, long past the embarrassment of attending this sort of place alone. “If it’s not too much trouble I would like a se-” he didn’t get to continue, because the door opened with a bang and a man’s voice boomed through the resturant.

“Everything from the menu please!”

For a moment, no one spoke, the hostess blinking in shock, the only waitress out on the floor staring opened mouth. Uryuu, for his own part, was used to far stranger things, just adjusted his glasses.

“I...I...” the hostess said finally, and Uryuu stepped in seeing she was not prepared for this.

“What she means is, you need a shirt, to eat in this establishment,” Uryuu said, “and that the kitchen would be hard pressed to cover that order in a timely manner.”

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Nodus Tollens {The Ishidas}

Uryuu had come to the conclusion that he had, at some point, gone completely insane. No powers, no ability to sense reiatsu, it was like walking around in a dream, except not. It was like walking around Karakura, blind and deaf like most people were.

His phone had come with him, but only one number had gone through, and that to voice mail. The idea he was stranded here with only Asano as an ally was appalling, and if he had gone mad, he was failing to find the internal logic to the decision.

Tapping his foot, he looked up to the clock, a little dismayed to find he’d only been in line for less than two minutes, but it felt like a small eternity. Figured, he thought cynically, that a mad-world would still include banks. Ahead of him, there was some sort of issue, and before he could crane his head around the woman in front of him to see what the hold up was, he heard a shriek and moments later, the woman was jostled backwards into him.

Fumbling to keep the coffee in his hand and not on the woman, Uryuu caught a familiar set of smells - lily of the valley and rose. So familiar, but from so long ago, the he found himself stepping away as the woman turned around.

Opening his mouth to preemptively brush off her apology, Uryuu’s eyes widened hugely as they met hers, and he was vaguely aware of hot coffee splashing his leg as suddenly nerveless fingers let go of his cup. He felt the blood rush from his face, and without his permission, he heard his own voice, far off and slightly dazed.

“Mom?”

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This, not dwelt in, this haunted,   The country of the proud, Is curdling to stone, And careless of the feet of the waters   As they glance from it down.

Léonie Adams

[chukapi]

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[foukun]

you can’t take them lightly, these are the HUMANS formerly known as “Ryoka”, who with just four people marched into soul society and challenged the gotei 13 to battle.