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It was cold here.
That was the first thing that Orihime noticed within Hueco Mundo. The cold.
The second thing that she noticed was the pure, utter blankness of this place.
It was like being wrapped in a palace of ice, she could have said, almost daring to reach out to touch the wall of her room. But before she could make contact, her hand dropped to ( Read more... ) -
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[Casually as ever, Hirako made his way back through the Void. He aimed to return to the real world for a little time with Ichigo before he would wash his hands completely of the place and retire in the small part of Soul Society that had been allocated to his group at the end of the winter war. His feet tapped against the spirit path that eased out ( Read more... ) -
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[ There's a middle-aged man sitting on the veranda to a demure house, a green haori draped across shoulders that were once far too strong to feel the cold yet now require the added warmth. He's built like a very old lion, streaks of grey through a curly, dusky blond mane, periwinkle-blue eyes observing the elegant swipe of his calligraphy brush as ( Read more... ) -
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[Her steps are lethargic and aimless as she wanders down the sidewalk, and every now and then she stops and clasps her hands before her to peer in through the shop windows, looking at clothes, jewelry, flaky baked goods -- a little of everything. It's a clear spring day, breezy and bright, the best kind of day to window shop.] -
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[Among the slowly flourishing shrubbery in the front yard of a quaint little house is Orihime, on her knees and busy at work. Ever since the snow started to melt and the ground started to thaw, she wasted no time getting to work on a small garden for her home. She'd already had the seeds in addition to all the gardening items she'd wished up, but ( Read more... ) -
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[ There's a little boy sitting under a ragged tree during early summer rainfall, his yellow-ochre yukata stained and torn with old brown blood as he shivers. Head down, shaggy hair drips steadily onto wiry bent knees, everything about his expression closed off as he cries, mouth open on silent wet sobs. A splash of dirty grey and mint-green lining ( Read more... ) -
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[ Gin's taking care of the Persimmon Tree Orchard he has in Rukongai, trimming the branches where necessary, bringing water over, checking the soil... He has plans to share the fruit of his efforts like he used to in Seireitei... Just now, most of it will go to children ( Read more... ) -
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[Since the Neutral Zone was so quiet lately and no one was really around... It was bunny stalking time. He's been waiting anxiously for the Spring season to start just for this. And the lack of snow was a bonus.Yes, somewhere out in the fields of the Neutral Zone, this hollow is spying from behind a tree, or even a rock, and watching out for wild ( Read more... ) -
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[With his pride still a bit sore from getting his ass kicked a few weeks ago--by another him, of all things--this Ichigo has taken to alternating between shunpo and running hard through the Neutral Zone to keep up with his endurance training. He didn't know when he'd go home and he wanted to be prepared in case there was another instance where he ( Read more... )