open RL @ the buffet

[aburningspirit]

[kamina is roving the huge selection of deliciousness while clad in boat provided flip-flops, his own totally awesome flame swimming trunks, and Meiyo slung over his shoulders.  there's a feeling he keeps getting that's almost like the Hollows back in Soul Society, but less...intense if he had to attach a qualifier to it.  almost like whatever it is is waiting.


but there's very little on his mind other than eating all he possibly can while he's here right now and that is what matters.]

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[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

THE HELL IT ISN'T! [it better not be anyway, otherwise sheryl is going to replace it or get it fixed somehow. screw the sword relying on spiritual energy; she broke it, she bought it.]

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It's not working! Look! [ she gets it out of the scabbard finally (with the help of one of her feet) and waves the sword through the ghost, who looks like he's rather had most of his haunting momentum drained out of him ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[o-oh god his precious scabbard ffffff

that and the face that she is waving around a naked sword and one wrong move could give her more than a papercut.

but mostly, his scaaaaaabbbbaaaaaaaaaaard] 'CAUSE IT WON'T WORK FOR YOU, CRAZY WOMAN!

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[ she swings around, probably getting the sword a little too close for comfort ]

Why not!?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[FFFFFFFFFF, stomping over and practically leaking an intense amount of reitatsu, he takes the sword right out of her hands and expertly brings it down on the confused ghoul's head. kamina snaps:] 'Cause you ain't dead, that's why!

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Well then why did you let me take it!? [ she tends to forget that fact from time to time, like when he's right here seeming very alive. she stomps her foot, mostly just pissed off that she thinks he let her make a fool of herself on purpose ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

'Cause you wanted to do it so bad, that's why! [he doesn't mean to seem like a total ass. to be honest, he's impressed on a deep, deep level that she'd even want to try. a lot of people wouldn't dare stare down something like that, much less any girls. it was cool. you know, for a woman.]

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Well you didn't have to make me feel stupid for not knowing how it worked! [ TURNS ON HER HEEL and starts to march away, NO ONE MAKES SHERYL NOME FEEL STUPID ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Wh--? H-hold on! [grabs for her hand]

[piercethecharts]

What?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

I wasn't tryin' to make you feel stupid about anything!

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[ ...boys are so frustrating ]

Well... then don't say stupid things!

[ she punches him gently in the stomach, mostly mollified ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[and she's not mad? just like that?

girls make no sense whatsoever...but he'll play nice, this once.] I won't.

[still holding her hand, derp derp derp]

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[ well you tried to apologize at least. shut up. tsuntsuntsun ]

What now? Should we keep on guard against the ghosts until morning, or find someplace where we won't have to watch our backs?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[why don't you shut up tsunytsuntsun] It's too much trouble stayin' out here with nowhere to defend yourself. We gotta find a safe spot soon.

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I'm tired. Your room! That way I can sleep and you can fight ghosts.

[ ....wait. ]

...My room. Your room probably smells like gym shorts.

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

No, it doesn't. [shakes his head; there's no time for this. that feeling in the pit of his stomach is getting worse by the minute and that can't mean anything other than more ghosts.] Fine with me. Which way?

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This way! [ she leads off down the hall, marching as though she expects ghosts to FLEE FROM HER PATH ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[is dragged behind soooooooooob. he can easily shunpo them to her room, but would he get this good a view of her ass?

definitive answer is no.

he'll take the slow route. 8D]

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[ shouts as she walks ] Hey, ghosts! You'd better stay out of our way, got it?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[...chuckles] You got serious balls, Sheryl.

[piercethecharts]

Well, it's not like sneaking around would do any good. We might as well face them head-on!

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Right! Sneakin' around is for pansies!

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Besides, we have a sword!

[ They reach her room, then, and she opens the door. it's... basically the exact sort of room you would expect Sheryl to stay in, aka awesome. ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[kamina whistles appreciatively. this tops awesome.]