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Post by toshira on Aug 25, 2009 11:28:27 GMT -4
Toshira walked through the grassy fields staring off into space as he walked. The morning was cold and slightly windy blowing the grass blades a touch to the left. The morning dew still remained making it slick at points. Toshira loved the mornings they were so peaceful no one was up to stir up trouble and bother him. He continued to walk carelessly never slipping on the slick dew. His face was getting slightly chilly as the wind would pick up and then die down again to a slight breeze. It was a rather odd day weather wise today. The sun was not yet able to be seen yet. It seemed to be hidden behind the tall mountains that laid many miles in front of him. He could see their white cloudy peaks and wondered what it would be like to fight on top of those. It would be quite possible to find some one willing enough to fight on top of such a epic setting. The rocky mountain with chances of rock slides falling on top of you as you hit your enemy off the side and pursued them. All of this fight talk in his mind got his adrenaline pumping. He was all wrapped up in a trance of thinking of fighting on top of the mountain that he slipped on the dew he fell backwards landing on his left side. He just laughed to himself as he got up back to his feet. He just stood still for a minute allowing time to pass him by as he looked at the mountains it apparently was'nt safe for him to walk forward anymore without thinking. So there he was just a m an in the middle of a grassy field the wind blowing his spikey hair a little bit to the left. His hand resting on his zanpukato. It was so serene so surreal it was beautiful just to gaze at this mountain that had now held his eyes appeal for quite some time.
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Post by wanzer on Aug 25, 2009 21:40:57 GMT -4
Benzaiten sat quietly ontop of the mountain taking in the crisp and cold air through his nose as he was bundled up in the heavy winter wear that shinigami were given during the cold seasons and had even bought a scarf from the 'Rohoki Clothing store that was right next to the sunglasses place. He was smiling as the steam from his hot tea rose up in small tendrils across the frosted peak along with his meat buns and he picked gently at his ichigenkin, one-stringed zither, making sure not to cause an avalanche as he enjoyed the solitude with only his zanpakuto spirit as his company, who was gently informing him how good his music sounded as it revertberated through out the mountains with soft twangs.
"Ahh...so beautiful Benzaiten....please keep playing and be sure to drink your tea before it gets cold."
Benzaiten smiled at this and took a sip of the hot tea, it was a rich to his tongue and filled with juniper and jasmine herbs which gave it a softer bite. He smiled and sipped a little more and detected a small amount of honey in it which had sweetened it. It warmed him and the piercing cold seemed to disappear from his mind as he whistled a little before taking a bite of his meatbun enjoying the savory and meaty taste to it, that could only be some sort of pork.
"Oh Kaichou...why can't it always be this way?"
He said, this just before noting a squad 11 officer walking his way.
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Post by toshira on Aug 29, 2009 16:34:34 GMT -4
OOC ( Theres been a slight change in my division its going to be 6 not like it has bearing as of yet)
Toshira walked up the rocky path. Careful not to knock any rocks down or give any minor dents in the serenity of this place by making a ruckus. He walked closer and closer to the mountain top noticing that he was approaching a man. His hand still resting carelessly on his Zanpukato. His green eyes were transfixed on the man. He was quite curious as to who it was though upon closer examination it was found to be a squad 9 member. Knowing it was not a enemy he walked even more carelessly wondering what a Shinigami such as himself would be doing up here. Then again it would be quite obvious to anyone that it was a rather beautiful mountain top with a nice view. You could see the wildlife as well as the clouds that seemed to be touching the land below. Everything looked rather small up here on the mountain top like Toshira was on top of the world. He continued to walk towards the man his feet touching the rocky terrain gingerly the slightly breeze of the wind blowing his spikey blue hair back alittle bit. He thought about putting his hood on but decided otherwise.
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Post by wanzer on Aug 29, 2009 17:17:10 GMT -4
Benzaiten wrearily eyed the other shinigami as he came around the slope; watching the steam flow out of his now empty cup, he sighed and whispered to Kaichou that he hoped there wasn't any conflict though there usually was. He waited with his breath drawn in tight, his past coming to him in flashes and he grew increasingly fearful of his own safety. He realized slowly it was a member of squad 6 and the tension eased a little as he had mistaken him for a member of squad 11 before hand. Squad 6 was one of the nicer squads and contained some of the few people he could communicate with in some form, though still he didn't do very well with them. He wanted to make more friends and get out of this preputual state of feeling sorry for himself, but everytime he tried he usually ended up getting hurt in some form. He let out a long drawn sigh and bit into the last half of his meatbun, listening to the gravel crunch under the other man's feet and the cold air caused him to shiver a little.
"You should have bundled up a little more Benzaiten, your prone to catching colds you know this...I know you sought some solititude on your day off, but still in your rush you forgot to dress for everything."
"I'm sorry Kaichou..."
Benzaiten's reply was verbal and mental so that both Toshira and Kaichou could hear it. It was mumbled however, so Toshira would have trouble hearing it if it wasn't for the wind blowing the sound back to him. He took in another bite of the meat bun and let the hot juices inside of it warm his insides while they also scalded his tongue. With a tinge of regret, he turned to Toshira and whimpered.
"Sorry...I wasn't expecting a guest or I would have brought more."
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