10-20-2018, 05:28 PM
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ICHIGO KUROSAKI
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i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!
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Ichigo always knew that there was always a potential chance that someone would be able to see that he wasn't completely mortal. He didn't have as many powers as he used to have, and hiding his presence was becoming harder and harder each day. It took a majority of his strength to make sure that he wasn't going to make anyone around him sick from just his presence alone. It wasn't like he had ever asked to be this spiritual powerful, and yet here he was. Ichigo was used to having certain entities stare at him, and notice that his soul wasn't like the rest. Primarily split into three different pieces, but he tried to use his mental manipulation as much as possible to create a barrier so that someone wouldn't be able to see it that easily. The wildcat tried his best but there was only so much that his current powers were able to go through. A couple more faces came into the meeting, and he watched as more began to leave because the meeting was dismissed. When he did feel the eyes on him though, he turned to look at the creature that was looking at him, and momentary shock spread across his facial features at the large feline that was a good several feet away from him.
The other was sitting off to the side primarily away from everyone else. What caught him by surprise wasn't the other's size, but instead the armor that he wore across his body. He didn't know anyone else in his life that had worn armor other than him and Vaako. But that was a long time ago, and years after years no one had worn armor, and now he was seeing someone else. One would think that he would be glad to see another armor wearer, but he wasn't because there was something else there for him to see. Ichigo had turned on his clairvoyance to look at Cryptic's aura and his soul, and he didn't really all that he saw either. The creatures soul was dark, almost as dark as his own, but instead of having a red outline, his had a dark violent outline to it. The aura moved and swirled into tendril-like patterns, making the aura obviously look like it was alive and searching for something. That wasn't all that he saw though, as he saw that some of the tendrils came together at a point near Cryptic's shoulder blades and created what looked like aura created wings. He wasn't sure if the being actually had wings or if it was just part of the aura to signify that he obviously wasn't completely mortal.
The aura constantly tried to warp itself between different forms. This guy wasn't mortal and that could potentially be an issue if the other realized what he was. Considering that he was staring at him, Cryptic probably already knew that he wasn't entirely mortal. Great. The last thing he needed was for someone to approach him and call him Shinigami to blow the cover in a new group that he didn't even know all that well. Ichigo didn't give any facial expression what he saw, and instead broke eye contact, and began to walk away from the meeting. He had a feeling that they would eventually approach one another to question what they were doing here. Ichigo could feel an excited tug in the back of his head, causing his lip to curl in an almost snarl as he mentally told the thing to shut up inside of him. This wasn't for fun and games.
/out!
The other was sitting off to the side primarily away from everyone else. What caught him by surprise wasn't the other's size, but instead the armor that he wore across his body. He didn't know anyone else in his life that had worn armor other than him and Vaako. But that was a long time ago, and years after years no one had worn armor, and now he was seeing someone else. One would think that he would be glad to see another armor wearer, but he wasn't because there was something else there for him to see. Ichigo had turned on his clairvoyance to look at Cryptic's aura and his soul, and he didn't really all that he saw either. The creatures soul was dark, almost as dark as his own, but instead of having a red outline, his had a dark violent outline to it. The aura moved and swirled into tendril-like patterns, making the aura obviously look like it was alive and searching for something. That wasn't all that he saw though, as he saw that some of the tendrils came together at a point near Cryptic's shoulder blades and created what looked like aura created wings. He wasn't sure if the being actually had wings or if it was just part of the aura to signify that he obviously wasn't completely mortal.
The aura constantly tried to warp itself between different forms. This guy wasn't mortal and that could potentially be an issue if the other realized what he was. Considering that he was staring at him, Cryptic probably already knew that he wasn't entirely mortal. Great. The last thing he needed was for someone to approach him and call him Shinigami to blow the cover in a new group that he didn't even know all that well. Ichigo didn't give any facial expression what he saw, and instead broke eye contact, and began to walk away from the meeting. He had a feeling that they would eventually approach one another to question what they were doing here. Ichigo could feel an excited tug in the back of his head, causing his lip to curl in an almost snarl as he mentally told the thing to shut up inside of him. This wasn't for fun and games.
/out!
YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE ME
YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ALL THE THINGS I'VE SEEN
YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ALL THE THINGS I'VE SEEN