Post by Wanzer on Jun 23, 2011 17:58:46 GMT -4
Shiboo blushed for a moment, but as Rin’s speech began he just smiled casually; the confidence he had acquired going through the conversation gave him a better grip on the situation. In fact he actually felt a better than he had for a long time having said it. The entire situation was becoming more and more absurd by the moment; in had asked another captain on a date, talked about his pervert of a spirit and just talked about more sexual actions than he even knew existed. This day was more absurd than any he had ever gone through, it was funny to think of it. He blushed again as she started to say she was shocked, then let it fade away as she said about his spirit. Grinning from ear to ear as she completed her speech , in fact he was happy.
Good, she doesn’t think I’m a pervert….that is excellent. I’m not one in the slightest, but my spirit is in every sense. At least this way there is still some hope of this working, but I shouldn’t stick my foot in my mouth like that again. Such things are foolish and unneeded, though…had Meuma kept his mouth shut it would have never happened. I should start over from here and keep myself preoccupied with what is at hand, rather than what’s inside. Straying from my own advice could lead to…some rather stupid mistakes later. Hmm…now what should I do.
“Well…if I myself am a virgin how could Meuma not be one as well? I just supposed he knew more do to research, he doesn’t tend to sleep that often. So I simply figured he did perverted things while I was sleeping.”
“Makkuro stop talking about me, I don’t talk about you now do I?”
“When has there ever been someone who would listen?”
“Well…there was that…one…time…with…damn it.”
“Yep so you need this just as badly as I do…so calm down…maybe you can make some friends.”
“Fine.”
At that moment, Rin’s zanpakuto spirits materialized into the real world. Each of them appeared as young women one a brunette and the other as a blonde. He couldn’t immediately tell which was which, but piecing together was Rin had told him, he figured it out relatively quickly. The brunette was obviously Bara, more reserved but something about her gave him the chills; meanwhile Chi, the blonde, came on aggressively arriving just before his face with a devilish grin on her face. This didn’t bother him in the slightest; instead he smiled back though with a less devilish and more angelic smile before greeting the pair by their proper names. If pleasantries were to be had they should be held properly and Meuma needed to get his lonely ass out of his head for a little while.
“Ahh…Miss Chi and Miss Bara…such a pleasure to finally meet you two!” Makkuro said while bowing to the two giving them the utmost respect. “Well, Miss Chi…I suppose I do owe you a great deal. So whatever favor you would have of my, I am at your disposal to use as you please. Though, I will put three conditions on those favors. One: I will not embarrass myself in any manner unbefitting on a captain of the Thirteen court guard squads, secondly, I will do nothing of a sexual nature with anyone at you’re whim and thirdly, I will perform no acts of violence upon anyone in anyway shape or form. Aside from those three things, feel free to use me as you please. Manual labor, paperwork…anything…all you have to do is ask.” Makkuro gave a small laugh, though slightly nervous as he never knew what loopholes that these two spirits could find. Coughing soon after, he looked around at Rin whom had mentioned being ranked higher than a firecracker.
“Well I suppose in terms of destructive force…you are much higher than a firecracker. More like a nuclear explosion or higher in terms of raw force, but that doesn’t sound nearly as attractive, claiming you were a nuke or a bomb or something larger than a firework could insinuate some bad things. Such as a weight problem or a violent temperament; instead, I chose to go with the perfect sized explosive that still packed a punch. After all, you are perfect just the way you are.” Makkuro rubbed the back of his head blushing at this point, before extending one of his hands. “Oh well, if Chi and Bara are here, I might as well get Meuma’s sorry ass out here too.”
The air around Makkuro’s zanpakuto shifted momentarily before his spirit appeared before the group. Diamyo Meuma formed rapidly and stamped at the ground for a moment. The giant red-haired stallion raised its nose to the hair, tossing his mane about for a moment as two brilliant brown green eyes affixed themselves on the three women before him. Taking in a breath in a human manner, he gave himself another shake. Battle armor rattled against his body for a moment, before turning his head toward Makkuro.
“If you wanted me to materialize all you had to do was ask. Anyway…I’m not comfortable being the only animal in this group. So excuse me while I take a humanoid appearance.” Meuma whinnied before his body shifted rapidly; where once stood a horse, a knight took its place. A long red-haired man dressed in full plate mail stood behind Makkuro.
“Been a while since I was like this…hmm…whats it been…almost three hundred years now? I suppose it better suits the situation. Anyway, I am Diamyo Meuma, or Meuma for short.”
“Always have to make an entrance don’t you?”
“Possibly, but there are times when you have to impress.”
“You’re a horse…who are you trying to impress?”
“I’m only a horse on the lower half of my body.”
“Ok…really Meuma, are we really going to have to get into how immature that sounds? Act your age Meuma.”
“I don’t see you acting like you are several hundred years old. So how about you act your age and try not to be so awkward around your love interest.” Makkuro brought himself right up to his spirit, the two locked eyes and glowered. The intensity between the two grew for a moment, before Makkuro sighed and took in a deep breath.
“Do what you want Meuma…why don’t you take Chi and Bara off somewhere else and let us be alone for a while. After all…you convinced me to at least give this shot; however, if you are going to continue to attempt to ruin this, why the hell would you try to ruin it?”
“You’re doing a bang up job of that yourself.”
“Meuma…please just shut up and leave.”
Good, she doesn’t think I’m a pervert….that is excellent. I’m not one in the slightest, but my spirit is in every sense. At least this way there is still some hope of this working, but I shouldn’t stick my foot in my mouth like that again. Such things are foolish and unneeded, though…had Meuma kept his mouth shut it would have never happened. I should start over from here and keep myself preoccupied with what is at hand, rather than what’s inside. Straying from my own advice could lead to…some rather stupid mistakes later. Hmm…now what should I do.
“Well…if I myself am a virgin how could Meuma not be one as well? I just supposed he knew more do to research, he doesn’t tend to sleep that often. So I simply figured he did perverted things while I was sleeping.”
“Makkuro stop talking about me, I don’t talk about you now do I?”
“When has there ever been someone who would listen?”
“Well…there was that…one…time…with…damn it.”
“Yep so you need this just as badly as I do…so calm down…maybe you can make some friends.”
“Fine.”
At that moment, Rin’s zanpakuto spirits materialized into the real world. Each of them appeared as young women one a brunette and the other as a blonde. He couldn’t immediately tell which was which, but piecing together was Rin had told him, he figured it out relatively quickly. The brunette was obviously Bara, more reserved but something about her gave him the chills; meanwhile Chi, the blonde, came on aggressively arriving just before his face with a devilish grin on her face. This didn’t bother him in the slightest; instead he smiled back though with a less devilish and more angelic smile before greeting the pair by their proper names. If pleasantries were to be had they should be held properly and Meuma needed to get his lonely ass out of his head for a little while.
“Ahh…Miss Chi and Miss Bara…such a pleasure to finally meet you two!” Makkuro said while bowing to the two giving them the utmost respect. “Well, Miss Chi…I suppose I do owe you a great deal. So whatever favor you would have of my, I am at your disposal to use as you please. Though, I will put three conditions on those favors. One: I will not embarrass myself in any manner unbefitting on a captain of the Thirteen court guard squads, secondly, I will do nothing of a sexual nature with anyone at you’re whim and thirdly, I will perform no acts of violence upon anyone in anyway shape or form. Aside from those three things, feel free to use me as you please. Manual labor, paperwork…anything…all you have to do is ask.” Makkuro gave a small laugh, though slightly nervous as he never knew what loopholes that these two spirits could find. Coughing soon after, he looked around at Rin whom had mentioned being ranked higher than a firecracker.
“Well I suppose in terms of destructive force…you are much higher than a firecracker. More like a nuclear explosion or higher in terms of raw force, but that doesn’t sound nearly as attractive, claiming you were a nuke or a bomb or something larger than a firework could insinuate some bad things. Such as a weight problem or a violent temperament; instead, I chose to go with the perfect sized explosive that still packed a punch. After all, you are perfect just the way you are.” Makkuro rubbed the back of his head blushing at this point, before extending one of his hands. “Oh well, if Chi and Bara are here, I might as well get Meuma’s sorry ass out here too.”
The air around Makkuro’s zanpakuto shifted momentarily before his spirit appeared before the group. Diamyo Meuma formed rapidly and stamped at the ground for a moment. The giant red-haired stallion raised its nose to the hair, tossing his mane about for a moment as two brilliant brown green eyes affixed themselves on the three women before him. Taking in a breath in a human manner, he gave himself another shake. Battle armor rattled against his body for a moment, before turning his head toward Makkuro.
“If you wanted me to materialize all you had to do was ask. Anyway…I’m not comfortable being the only animal in this group. So excuse me while I take a humanoid appearance.” Meuma whinnied before his body shifted rapidly; where once stood a horse, a knight took its place. A long red-haired man dressed in full plate mail stood behind Makkuro.
“Been a while since I was like this…hmm…whats it been…almost three hundred years now? I suppose it better suits the situation. Anyway, I am Diamyo Meuma, or Meuma for short.”
“Always have to make an entrance don’t you?”
“Possibly, but there are times when you have to impress.”
“You’re a horse…who are you trying to impress?”
“I’m only a horse on the lower half of my body.”
“Ok…really Meuma, are we really going to have to get into how immature that sounds? Act your age Meuma.”
“I don’t see you acting like you are several hundred years old. So how about you act your age and try not to be so awkward around your love interest.” Makkuro brought himself right up to his spirit, the two locked eyes and glowered. The intensity between the two grew for a moment, before Makkuro sighed and took in a deep breath.
“Do what you want Meuma…why don’t you take Chi and Bara off somewhere else and let us be alone for a while. After all…you convinced me to at least give this shot; however, if you are going to continue to attempt to ruin this, why the hell would you try to ruin it?”
“You’re doing a bang up job of that yourself.”
“Meuma…please just shut up and leave.”