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Post by Luce on Aug 19, 2010 2:45:30 GMT -5
Funny, he had been prepared to go off and find a bottle of wine himself, once she had released him from her hug, but it seemed that Oscurità was already running off to get them some. It didn’t matter much that she had forgotten in her excitement to answer his question, as he was fairly confident as to who had done this to her. In fact, it was quite obvious, but there wasn’t much that he could do about it, now was there?
Luce gave the girl a smirk as she quickly reappeared with a bottle of red wine in hand. Accepting the glass of Barbera gratefully, he raised it to his lips and poured it into his mouth, gulping it down rather than sipping as one would normally do with wine. As he lowered the glass now, away from his face, the Arrancar raised an eyebrow at Oscurità’s question, pondering the answer. ”Ugh... I have no idea!” he finally responded, letting out his answer with a sigh.
Taking a sip, this time, from the glass of wine, Luce lowered it again and began to hold it out in front of him, pushing it toward Oscurità. ”Old enough for this. I won't stop you, have some,” he moved the half-full glass of wine even closer to her as he spoke, waiting for her to take it from him. He then began to slide his free hand over the table, reaching for a second wine glass for himself that he would surely pour once she had accepted the first glass back from him. |
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Post by Oscurità on Aug 19, 2010 2:55:42 GMT -5
After not getting an adequate answer about her age, Oscurità raised up her hands and began trying to count her actual age upon them. Hmmm... Lets see... She began raising her fingers one by one as though she was trying to count it out carefully until she finally got to ten, then she started counting all over again.
"Well... Ummm... I know I'm at least...." She went back to counting on her hand again. In actuality she had no idea of course. Every time she counted, however, it seemed as though she ended up at ten, one way or another. Though, now she raised her hands at him, both palms completely open so that she was holding up ten fingers.
"I must be ten!" Her guess was completely off. "In Karakura town, ten year olds can't drink. I learned that while I was there." |
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Post by Luce on Aug 19, 2010 3:19:20 GMT -5
When she didn’t take the glass from him, Luce instead placed it on the table in front of her and took the bottle of wine in hand, refilling the glass to the top and then moving on to fill the second glass. He could see her counting on her fingers from the corner of his eyes as he poured the red liquid. It would be surprising if she could guess their age that way, considering neither of them knew how old they were exactly.
Upon hearing the girl’s answer, Luce set the bottle back down on the table and smiled at her. Well, it was more of a smirk than a smile whilst he tried to keep himself from laughing aloud. ”No way, that’s a terrible guess!” he made fun of her guess with no answer to back it up himself. How old was he? And how old was she...? Tch, apparently old enough for him to have lost count long ago, their age didn’t even seem to matter anymore. ”Well Karakura town doesn’t know how to have fun then, eh? But if ya don’t want it, I’d be happy to drink yours too,” he said in response, taking his glass of wine in hand and gulping it down without a second thought. |
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Post by Zasalamel Escudo on Aug 19, 2010 9:20:38 GMT -5
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Post by Oscurità on Aug 19, 2010 18:35:27 GMT -5
"I can't drink! I'm definitely not old enough!" She told him, almost yelling. She stood in a very immature pose with her arms outstretched down at her sides and her body bent slightly forward. This would certainly show how stubborn she was about the subject. It was obvious that Oscurità preferred to be thought of as younger. And it was also obvious that she was getting a bit upset about his accusations about her guess being so bad.
"And why are you almost laughing! I'm right! That's how old I am!" She insisted stubbornly. |
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Post by Luce on Aug 19, 2010 22:19:17 GMT -5
Noticing how upset and stubborn she was beginning to get about the subject, he looked at her with an expression that showed uncertainty on his face. ”Fine fine. I take it back, you’re way too young to be drinking,” the Arrancar nodded solemnly before finishing off the rest of the wine from his glass. Of course, he didn’t believe in what he was saying, anyone with half a brain could see that this girl was in no way ten years old. But it didn’t really matter much now did it?
Roughly setting the empty wine glass down onto the table again, Luce immediately went for Oscurità’s glass next. Still sitting upon the table, filled to the top with the red wine which she refused to drink, he wrapped his fingers around it and lifted it into the air. ”Definitely ten,” he stated with a nod, just before beginning to drink some more wine from his glass, lifting his other hand into the air at the same time and allowing it to lazily fall down on top of her head as he gave her hair a short pat. |
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Post by Soren on Aug 19, 2010 23:41:05 GMT -5
He tried to leave her alone, he really did. After leaving the room he picked up another young, small Arrancar. Her body just his type. On taking her back to his room however... well... Soren was down one young thing to put it bluntly. Walking from the doors as a medical team rushed in to save the girl he had just decimated, stopping them dead in their tracks with a glance. "Don't save that trash yet... let her suffer..." They waited by the door as per his order. Extending out his Pesquisa to instantly locate Oscurità. In doing this however he realized who was close by her... Luce... a wide smile appearing on Soren's face.
Making his way to the room he was in formerly, his footsteps loud in the hallway. Any Arrancar he passed quickly bowed to him, to which he simply flipped them out and laughed. Continuing on his path to his pet, his perfect little pet. Standing in the doorway, he laughed out loud into the air. Making his immense presence known. "You may look ten, you don't act ten. Too hot to be ten. Too sexy to be a mere ten year old." His loud guffaw in the doorway, his eyes focused on Oscurità. Not even looking at him while speaking. "Well hello Luce. What do you think you are doing talking to my pet? I thought I told you many times not to go near her..." His smile wide on his face, not dignifying the Primera with eye contact.
Slowly he stepped toward Oscurità, writhing his hands with content before locking them behind his back mid-stride. Placing his cold corpse-like hand on Oscurità's shoulder he gripped it tight. "And I believe I told you... whenever he comes near... you walk away..." Gritting his teeth a bit, increasing the pressure on her shoulder immensely. Letting go a short bit later, eyes turning toward Luce again. Smiling in his direction. "Now, why don't you leave before I skin you alive, oh kay?" With great exaggeration on his last two words, Soren was fully prepared to knock his insubordinate Primera into place.
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Post by Oscurità on Aug 20, 2010 0:12:19 GMT -5
A chill was sent coursing through Oscurità's spine as she heard Soren's voice. She quickly turned and looked in his direction. She had definitely thought that she wasn't going to see him for a while. Hadn't he found some other girl to come relieve him for the rest of the day. At the very least, that was what she thought. She wasn't the only girl in his Soldado after all. Perhaps she was one of the strongest, but he had others.
She turned from Soren to Luce, and then back to Soren again. After a threat to Luce, she could feel his tight grip on her shoulder. It was so tight that he was crushing the bones in her body, though luckily, due to Luce's presence, they were attempting to heal rapidly even now, though this could not be done with his hand still on her shoulder.
Oscurità didn't do so much as argue with him, she didn't have the courage to. She wouldn't point out his contradiction. She couldn't. She said nothing, though she looked up at Luce with a longing expression. She was unhappy that their time together would be so short. Though after she heard Soren's aggressive tone toward Luce, she quickly jumped to action. She turned her head back and looked up at Soren.
"Don't hurt him! I'm going with you! Hurting him won't help, okay?!" |
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Post by Luce on Aug 20, 2010 2:18:14 GMT -5
Damn... way to ruin someone’s day. Just the person he didn’t want to see had come all the way back to the dining room just to further toy with the girl. It was despicable. With the first few sentences spoken toward him, Luce continued to finish off the second glass of wine, acting as if he didn’t care about any word that escaped Soren’s lips.
It wasn’t until the blonde male had begun to clutch Oscurità’s shoulder that Luce slammed the glass down on the table, finished with the red wine that it had contained. ”Alright, I will,” he responded with a calmness in his voice, immediately rising from his seat a moment later. There was nothing more he wanted to do right now than to kill the bastard that stood before him, but he was trying to keep his cool.
Disregarding the girl’s words, the Arrancar made his way over to the other two, aiming to walk right by Soren as he headed for the door. ”Let's go,” with that, he grabbed Oscurità’s wristed and began to pull her along, assuming she didn’t resist. All the while, he moved his other hand toward the sword that was slung over his back, hand gripping the handle as he prepared to draw it if the other guy tried anything. |
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Post by Soren on Aug 20, 2010 2:48:09 GMT -5
At the Primera's actions, his attempt to seem like a tough guy. A hero. Soren hated nothing more than a hero. Perhaps he needed to make an example of him. In a motion so fast it could have been called instant, Soren pointed his finger at Luce's face. Soren's own twisted smile growing as the Primera simply graced the arm of his pet. HIS pet as it just so happened. In a flash, four Bala blasts shot from the pointed finger. After that, three more in his direction. Not caring for casualties, not caring for collateral damage. His immensely dense spirit attacks flying at incredible speed.
No one would take her away. This was all her fault. He was going to take this all out on her as it just so happened, his other hand placing itself back on her shoulder. A grip so powerful her bone may just turn to dust on contact. His emotionless eyes watching his foolish Primera try to escape, and where would they go? This world was his. This plane of existence was his own. If he wanted his pet, Soren would damn well get it. Soren's Bala were no ordinary ones, they were incredibly powerful. More powerful than some Lanza members cero even, their pitch black with white accenting appearance whizzed through the air in essence they fired so fast they appeared merely as blurs in the air. [/center] |
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Post by Oscurità on Aug 20, 2010 3:05:44 GMT -5
What on earth was Luce thinking? It was ridiculous. Why on Earth would he even try to go against Master Soren's will? Why on earth would he even think that he had a chance in a fight against Soren? Apparently, he did think so. As, the second he grabbed her and tried to pull her away, she knew what was going to come. Luce could die, and if Luce died, it would be the end of her too, though her genuine concern was truly about him. She was worried about him.
"Luce! No! Aa-," She screamed as her bones were cracked by Soren's hard grip. She fell down to her knees, unable to stand because of the pain. Soren's strength was absolutely ridiculous. And what was most frighting, wasn't even the fact that he had fired his bala or broke her bones. No, the most frightening thing was that it seemed as though he was getting serious and into a fighting mode. It likely wouldn't be easy to stop him now. She only hoped he could calm down.
"Soren! I'll make it up to you! I promise! Please don't hurt him!" |
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Post by Luce on Aug 20, 2010 23:27:20 GMT -5
This was to be expected; their damn leader had quite the temper. It pissed Luce off to no end, especially when the man tried to give him orders. He didn’t care if this guy thought he was the king of this world or not.
Quickly giving up on taking the girl along with him, the Arrancar moved to avoid the blasts with great speed using his sonído. He understood that Soren’s Bala blasts were quite powerful, and wasn’t about to take a chance at getting hit by the four that were coming at him, nor the three that came after. The walls, however, were not capable of avoiding the blasts and were soon getting blasted apart around the three arrancar.
Seeming to appear on the other side of the room now and to the left, the Lanza member fully unsheathed his sword. ”Tch...” with a grimace, he tightened his grip on his zanpakuto’s handle, dashing in the direction of the Hollow King. He couldn’t attack from the front, however, Oscurità was far too close. Upon reaching a certain distance a few feet away from Soren, Luce used his sonído again, utilizing the speed of the ability in order to appear behind the man as he made an upward cutting motion with his blade. |
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Post by Soren on Aug 20, 2010 23:43:35 GMT -5
As his blast missed, it was to be expected. Outside of battle Soren may have been primal, his instincts and actions like that of a ravenous beast. Blood curdling even, he had no feeling for life at all. He simply loved to watch it scream. In a fight however he was a bit of a tactical genius if you will, his insight on abilities and the natural flow of his enemies movements made it as if he could read the future. As the sword swing came from the logical side, above. Luce had to protect his sweet Oscurità. As soon as the second bit of shunpo came, the one that placed Luce above Soren. The latter simply raise his hand up above his head, open palm, catching the blade.
Closing his fist on the blade, no blood being drawn. Soren's Hierro was incredibly powerful, it would take a truly might strike to pierce his flesh. His other hand slowly opened and nigh instantly a large cero firing from his palm straight up. This cero was condense, however, not exceeding the side of his palm. As the powerful black beam shot up, it's whit accenting reiatsu making the room glow, Oscurità's hair would become a little singed as it grazed her. He never said he was the most accurate.
"Now look what you made me do Luce. If her hair is damaged anymore I may find no use for her at all..." Soren, still very close to his pet like a protective pack leader. Smiling, not even looking up at his opponent. He knew, he always just knew.
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Post by Oscurità on Aug 20, 2010 23:58:38 GMT -5
"Luce! Stop fighting! Soren! Let him go!"
Oscurità didn't care about the condition of her hair. Not at all, in fact, it was already healing. What mattered to her, however, was that the two of them were fighting and didn't seem to be listening to anything that she was saying. She really didn't want Luce to end up getting hurt as a result of this defiance, and she didn't want Soren to kill him. If he got upset enough, she knew Soren might actually even end up killing Luce on accident.
"Luce! Go away!" She screamed at him. After this, she quickly turned and ran as quickly as she could. She didn't want to give Luce a chance to get hurt more, so she hoped to lead Soren away, and maybe even make him forget about fighting Luce. Maybe this would be the most peaceful solution. She hoped so. As such, she ran at her fastest speed toward the hole in the wall which had been made earlier to escape. |
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Post by Luce on Aug 21, 2010 0:40:23 GMT -5
”Argh, damn it!” the blade of his sword caught in the dirty hands of that infuriating man, Luce did what he could to try to pull it away. He appeared to be out of luck, however, unable to break it free from Soren’s grip before he was surprised by a powerful Cero to his chest.
Oscurità’s words were being shouted in fear that he was going to be killed by that blonde-haired maniac, but it all just seemed like background noise to him as he was hurled backwards through the air, his body crashing into the wall behind him. But after when she then told him to go away, there was a small part of him that was hurt by those words, though he knew that it was only because of the other male in the room that she spoke them.
He gritted his teeth together as he sat on the ground, back against the crumbling wall. It pissed him off how powerful this guy was, even from a simple Bala, Luce found his chest wounded and himself coughing up blood already. His sword rested on the floor by his side, his hand loosely holding onto its handle as he contemplated attempting another attack on Soren. ”Heh, screw you,” he uttered the words in response to the man’s comment about Oscurità, right before spitting some blood that had been in his mouth off to the side. |
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