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paixaorpg2006-08-22 09:46 pm
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Empty Dialog [Completed]
Characters: Aizen, Soujirou, and whoever else may want to be graced by the godmodder's presence.
Content: Aizen decides it is best to explore Paixao before continuing with any of his plans. There he meets a few new faces...
Setting: Random Street [K6]
Time: Week 2, Mid-Morning
Warnings: Just the usual Aizen-Evil
It had been a long day. Too long, in fact. The birth of Oscuro had been a complete success. It had been almost too easy. This city seemed to just be handing him the tools he needed. That was quite odd indeed. But then again, so was this place.
The shinigami decided to spend the day learning the geography. With shunpo, or flash-step, this was quite an easy feat. He had already made it across and around the city but even for a shinigami of his caliber, shunpo took quite a bit of energy to preform. It was best to stop and rest every now and again.
Sadly, there were very few places Aizen could stop if he wished to avoid the mindless citizens of Paixao. Their presence was not exactly something he welcome.
Luckily he had stumbled across a suitable. It was a small but well lit street. Very few of the clone citizens were around, only to the delight of Aizen.
A quaint wooden bench then beckoned Aizen to rest. How could he refuse?
The ex-captain sat and sighed. There was just so much to do and so little time... Golden eyes were cast skyward to the suitable clouds and sun.
Now he could not decide if this place was a blessing or a curse.
Content: Aizen decides it is best to explore Paixao before continuing with any of his plans. There he meets a few new faces...
Setting: Random Street [K6]
Time: Week 2, Mid-Morning
Warnings: Just the usual Aizen-Evil
It had been a long day. Too long, in fact. The birth of Oscuro had been a complete success. It had been almost too easy. This city seemed to just be handing him the tools he needed. That was quite odd indeed. But then again, so was this place.
The shinigami decided to spend the day learning the geography. With shunpo, or flash-step, this was quite an easy feat. He had already made it across and around the city but even for a shinigami of his caliber, shunpo took quite a bit of energy to preform. It was best to stop and rest every now and again.
Sadly, there were very few places Aizen could stop if he wished to avoid the mindless citizens of Paixao. Their presence was not exactly something he welcome.
Luckily he had stumbled across a suitable. It was a small but well lit street. Very few of the clone citizens were around, only to the delight of Aizen.
A quaint wooden bench then beckoned Aizen to rest. How could he refuse?
The ex-captain sat and sighed. There was just so much to do and so little time... Golden eyes were cast skyward to the suitable clouds and sun.
Now he could not decide if this place was a blessing or a curse.
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The boy stopped moving for a moment, not going completely still, but he was evaluating the situation. Not in the same way that a real swordmaster would have done, but in his own crooked way. "...I would ask you something, but I still don't have a name to call you by~" Completely unthreatening, as always, but it was clear that Soujirou would stall conversation unless he got an answer.
He was good at stalling conversation.