Nobdy
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"Give the horrors their own nightmairs"
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Post by Nobdy on Apr 2, 2008 9:45:06 GMT -4
Laughter. It fuels the soul, yet in this day and age it seems a forgotten art. It seems sometimes as if having fun is outlawed, and only working yourself to death is all your worth. Well that maybe the belief of some, but for the caption of second division, Kisho Kyuettaru, fun, and a little self enjoyment went a long way.
Standing atop the second division’s roof, Kisho was wearing nothing more than a pair of bathing trunks. The trunks fell down to his knees, and when the wind blew through the night, made the cherry blossom’s that flow over them seem to move on their own. Kisho was not drunk, at least in normal terms, there was no alcohol in his system, he was merely enjoying life and all its wonders. Some might think him a fool, and others mad, but Kisho cared not for others thoughts.
Walking as if on a balancing beam, Kisho made his way across the roof, no goal in mind. Let them come and enjoy life with him, after all life was short and he intended to enjoy every minute of it. The more the merrier he always said.
”Now what should I do on this wonderful night. The moon if full the breeze is cool, and I’m in my trunks. This should be fun.” Kisho stared up at the moon. It almost seemed as if he could reach out and take it for his own.
”With all that goes on in this strange place it’s nice to stop every once and a wile to enjoy the view. Wouldn’t you say?” Kisho turned to the figure that was approaching him hopeing that they would enjoy the view as much as he did.
((Yeah lets have some light hearted fun. With all the fighting treads going on we needed something less serious and more entertaining. Also the other threads are moving a little slow so something fast pased sounded fun. ;D ))
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Post by Galihan on Apr 5, 2008 18:14:27 GMT -4
Such a beautiful night indeed, a clear night sky lit by the bright silver moon giving the world below a calm glow as the cherry blossoms drifted through the warm breeze. The lieutenant of Squad Two always felt good on these nights, they were the times he could throw back and relax from all the vigors of the daylight hours. Tsuno kept on walking into the night, observing and taking in the sight of his surroundings in all their glory, save for his scantly-clad captain on a nearby rooftop. He was curious of the captain's whereabouts since there'd been so much activity as of late and everyone's been too busy, and he hadn't just had a normal conversation with his superior. Or at least as normal as they got by their standards.
”With all that goes on in this strange place it’s nice to stop every once and a wile to enjoy the view. Wouldn’t you say?” Captain Kyuettaru asked his lieutenant as he walked below.
The words were taken from Tsuno's mouth, he was thinking the same thing as his captain. He hopped up to the building to join his superior officer and took a seat on the edge of the rooftop, his feet dangling freely and he stared at the moon thoughtlessly. He removed his hood and let the clean night air flow through his dark spiky hair. Down below him a clear pond of shallow water reflecting his distorted image above.
"You do whatever you feel like without any thought about being ridiculed as long as it's fun, don't you sir?" Tsuno asked the captain, trying his best not to make it sound obvious he was referring to his attire (or therefore lack of.)
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Nobdy
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Post by Nobdy on Apr 6, 2008 1:38:04 GMT -4
"You do whatever you feel like without any thought about being ridiculed as long as it's fun, don't you sir?” Kisho was positive that his vice caption was referring to his lack of clothing. ”Well at least this time I’m in enough of my mind to put something on” Kisho struck a grin at the thought of last time. He wasn’t even drunk. One’s body reacts very interesting to pure limon juice and lost of salt. It’s a lack of something that causes the body to react as if they were drunk but there is no alcohol in the system.
”You really need to relax more. You take life to serious, and” Kisho added in a whisper. ”we may not be living for to much longer.” He moved the topic to the events of the present. It would seem as if all of Soul Society has gone to shambles and Kisho was going to enjoy what was left his days.
((Can't think of anything to wright!!!!!))
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Post by Galihan on Apr 8, 2008 22:38:38 GMT -4
Tsuno wasn't particularly content with hearing his captain speak such pessimistic words, but the idea of one's end being much closer than you'd ever imagine wasn't what got on the lieutenant's nerves. It was that the captain had told him to relax and not be so serious, that was in truth almost as painful to the shadowy shinigami as if it were a blade in the back. He often heard people say similar stuff about him but most of it was just jealous trash-talk, but to be so direct, from the captain himself...
Tsuno let out a sigh. He flopped backwards and removed his shades, emotionless eyes staring coldly at the night sky.
"I try to relax," he began. "I try to not be so serious either, but no matter what I do, no matter how many enemies I slay, no matter how much I try to do what's right... I just try not to think about it, and instead I find as much to do to fill the days so I can't have the time to think."
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before resuming,
"It hurts. You know, the feeling of not being able to protect your loved ones? The feeling of being inferior to your own weaknesses, I just rather tire myself with as much as I can before I die than dwell on the fact that the end is only a few steps behind... care to try one of these?"
He ended his sappy spiel by pulling out a small bag of homemade rice balls he had cooked earlier in the evening, offering some to the captain after tossing one into the air and catching it in his own mouth. The lieutenant back onto his feet, reattaching his black sunglasses to his face and grinning.
"It's about time we do something fun around here, isn't it?"
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Nobdy
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Post by Nobdy on Apr 22, 2008 9:30:49 GMT -4
"I try to relax," he began. "I try to not be so serious either, but no matter what I do, no matter how many enemies I slay, no matter how much I try to do what's right... I just try not to think about it, and instead I find as much to do to fill the days so I can't have the time to think."
Kisho knew his dilemma. Wondering from day to day no meaning, doing more than what was needed to cast out the demons that hide within the depths of ones mind. O he knew it well; after all he had been there once. The pain of struggle only makes one stronger, but even still Kisho hated to see his second in so much pain.
"It hurts. You know, the feeling of not being able to protect your loved ones? The feeling of being inferior to your own weaknesses, I just rather tire myself with as much as I can before I die than dwell on the fact that the end is only a few steps behind... care to try one of these?"
Yes the pain, the pain was always hard to bear alone. Kisho had fallen short on all of it and yet he still held his onto the last little bit of hope that he could. ”Yes I know how bad it can be. You wouldn’t know it by looking at me but very few things have gone right with my life. That’s why I do what I do. But even so we all have to stop some times to enjoy life. I mean what’s the point of living if you don’t live?” Kisho questioned ”O I would love one. I don’t think I eat enough. I’m still so skinny.” He finished as he grabbed a rice ball
”It’s about time we do something fun around here, isn’t it?”
”Yes it is, but what kind of trouble can we get into?” Kisho had an evil smirk on his face. The kind that lead to trouble for all of those around him.
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