Ghostly figures in the pale evening light [open]

[empyreality.livejournal.com]

Character(s): Yorda and...
Content: Yorda's still lost (:D!)
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Saturday, early evening
Warnings: None, as of yet

Yorda had been in Paixao for a good few days now and she had at last become familiar with the territory. She had even spent the time to try and work this funny journal/diary contraption, although a lot of the feedback she got from the other users wasn't really that useful. Save for one person, who had taught her a couple of phrases that the people of this world used. Although, strangely enough, the person that had told her these snippets of language didn't try to tell her what they meant. At that thought Yorda shrugged to herself and moved on.

She had been walking around the same area for quite a while now, and although a little bored of seeing the same things again and again she had been told by that helpful person that they would be able to meet her here, she thought it best not to stray too far.

Yorda didn't really know what to make of this place... she felt as though all of the inhabitants of this strange land gave her... strange looks. She was quite used to people seeing her as odd but these people were different, it was as though they were repulsed by her for no good reason? She could only put it down to her ghostly appearance, since none of them knew her... What else could it be, it wasn't as though these people could see inside her, right?

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[12petals.livejournal.com]

Histugaya nearly groaned at the mere thought of Matsumoto or Kenpachi being parental authorities. That was one of the things he could see neither doing… though Matsumoto would probably be much more successful than Kenpachi. The shinigami didn’t even want to think about the attempt at such a feat. He was even slightly offended that the woman would suggest such a thing! Despite this, he was still appreciative that she showed him the mechanics of this message board.

The captain’s attention, however, was brought back to Yorda. Hitsugaya suddenly made a connection. Yorda’s problem was she couldn’t speak the same language as everyone else. Maybe someone he knew could help…

“Have you been teaching this girl to speak?” He asked the woman, pausing briefly before continuing. “I know someone who could help if you allow me to take her with me tomorrow.”

[aensland-love.livejournal.com]

He was a smart one, wasn't he? For being just a kid, he was actually pretty quck on the draw. More so than some of the adults she'd seen, and some of the demons she knew. "Yeah, pretty much. She seems like a fast learner, and I wouldn't mind playing english teacher with her." Morrigan looked at Yorda for a moment before grinning at her.

"Unfortunately, I just don't have the time right now to teach someone a new language. In fact, now that I think about it... I probably should hurry along and do what I need to before the day's end. You're free to do what you want with Yorda." She began to walk away from the two but not before saying something else to Hitsugaya. "Do take care of her, won't you? I also wouldn't mind checking in on her from time to time." She paused for a moment and looked up at the dome covering the city.

"Like I said before... she interests me."