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Not feeling well.

// I'm really not feeling good, my sons sick as well. He found a way to open his medicine bottle while I was in the kitchen making his bottle and when I realized what he had.done; I called poison control. He didn't drink the whole bottle so he's just puking off and on and they said he'd be fine after a few days. So I'm not going to be on... I'm sorry, really I am. I feel terrible that I can't be here but Eli comes first. Gomen ...

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❣ - hands

❤ - voice

۵ - feet

❦ - lips

ø - eyes

ღ - nose

♮ - body type

♫ - singing voice

✮ - sleeping habits

✉ - texting habits

✿ - laugh

✍ - writing style

⌨ - time-wasting habits

❅ - keeping warm/keeping cool techniques

✎ - taste in music/literature

☤ - self care/first aid habits

✪ - favourite food/eating habits

☁ - ideal holiday

✄ - nervous habits

☂ - sadness

❈ - ideal birthday

Headcanon meme - send me a symbol and I'll describe my muse's...

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"I guess everyone is busy.."

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Send me a ♠ for my muse's reaction to you cornering them and groping them, a ♣ for their reaction to your muse hugging them from behind, a ♥ for their reaction to your muse confessing to mine, or a ♦ for their reaction to yours proposing to them.

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//Good! Good! Totally blog hopping right now XD//

//Well shit. There is a tornado on the ground pretty close to me. It looks like it’s not going to come my way, but still pretty scary.

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"Should I go dancing in the rain..."

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Digits, soft and gentle were placed before her frame, her typical pose for healing the wounded as she knelt next to the injured espada. He had given a nod, an approval of what she had wished to do; Of course she needed to act quickly. Her hairpins soared from within her cloak, casting an orange glow about the man as she spoke with a warmness in her tone. 

"Souten Kishun..."

The glow swirled and formed the amber shield about the man as she spoke those commanding words, the finishing of the power  now complete. Autumn pools, filled with sadness watched intently as his wounds inched closed and soon vanished. She had to stay focused, her mind clear as she did this task. In her mind, there was only a picture of this man with no wounds, no injuries to hinder him in this world; He was better in a way. Yes, she kept focusing on that as her powers went to work on most of the damage almost instantly. 

Yes, almost there! She took a shallow breath, blinking a few times before continuing. He seemed almost better, but she had to make sure he didn't have any internal damage.

Come on, you can do this..

Soon the glow seeped back as her hairpins once more were within her cloak. She had healed him and aided his survival; Even if he might be an enemy still. Though, he didn't really seem like an enemy to her even when she was Aizen's prisoner. Those days were bleak and full of various things she would much rather forget; But she remained strong. If he was to attack, she would have to defend herself to the best of her abilities.

She hoped it wouldn't lead to that though.

||The injured wolf and the healing flower|| Starter for Pistolxro

     Vast amounts of blood fell from his body, the crimson liquid staining the fabric of his clothing from head to toe.  They had ambushed him, a group of about six quincy soldiers. Their abilities were certainly… out of the ordinary, so much so that he stood little chance winning a battle. They all attacked him simultaneously, laying waste to his body with theyr variety of weaponry. Some used bows, others used a sword or two, ranged and melee attacks bombarding him at a rate in which he could not react appropriately to counter. It was an all out massacre.

     He could see her in the corner of his eye, face full of concern and worry for his well-being. A memory from the past, that’s all she was. A simple memory… who could possibly be his savior. He was unable to speak, his vocal chords nearly shattered by his aggressors. All he could do was use the last of his strength to nod his head, approving of her proposal to provide healing of the utmost quality.

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"Ano...What are you doing?"

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Storms and lack of activity

//I do apologize for not being on for a few days; I really wish I would have been able to be on, but I got very busy. Right now though, I’m able to post some things that are in my drafts; I hope you all will enjoy.

As for the storms affecting this all;

Yea. This weather sucks. A tornado touched down behind the mall and started jumping around. I even got to watch one form from where I live; It look like a swirling mushroom cloud with lightening in it XD

But it collapsed on itself and dissipated. 

So anyways, I’m here now.//

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Will be on Saginoryusho

//Everything on every account has been drafted; Dinner calls! Delicious pizza rolls with butter pecan spread on them! :D//

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in return, i may or may not write you a starter!

Send me a ❤ if you'd like to roleplay with me, but just haven't had the opportunity.

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Her friends? Ah, he must mean the quincies then. They were hardly considered friends, in fact; They were the enemy. Lips would purse together as she tried to string about a response in her head. She knew the arrancar were in trouble, and when she had found a few; She had been too late to save them. She felt horrible about that but now was not the time for this. Her eyes met his once more, softening with sorrow as she spoke;

"The quincies are not my friends...They are attacking everyone...Especially the Soul Society...I'm sorry Ulquiorra-san." What else was she to say but sorry? She felt horrible, and the fact that she knew he must be hurting from it all was even more reason to feel this way. Yes, he had been quite cruel to her, but in his last moments; His heart awakened. She knew it in her own heart that he had finally realized what she had meant and now that he was back; She had to help.

"Do you need a place to stay then? I don't really stay at my home that much..So if you need a place; You are more than welcome..."

With Silence in heart, the caged bird awaits for freedom, no songs of lore sung upon the winds; Only quiet regret.

-Ding-

-Ding-

-Ding-

The school’s final...

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ALRIGHT!

// ALRIGHT SO WHO WANTED A STARTER!? 

No but seriously, *sips energy drink* I am ready to GO!

Lets do this! Meanwhile I'll be nomming on some tofutti cream cheese with chocolate syrup on a maple french toast bagel o3o It's delicious.

Please, if I owe you something, say it! I am seriously ready to go!//

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||The injured wolf and the healing flower|| Starter for Pistolxro

Winds, casting strong gales of sand cast way towards the land showed no mercy upon the creatures who lived within this bleak realm. It was cold, dark- Quiet. A sense of omen about the very sands in which beings used as ground. Steps, though heavy with fatigue were taken, a cloaked individual seeming to trudge there way through the desert sands of Hueco Mundo. A dog, a hollow yet seemingly friendly was following close behind as the person carried on their task of walking through this land. A sigh, soft and sweet would be taken as the cloak no longer covered the face of the individual. 

Orihime, she seemed to be on a mission.

The ruins, they were saddening to say the least as her slender digits placed themselves upon the broken and shattered remains, skimming over them gently. So many memories; Bad and good were here. Of course this was a detour, for her actual destination was the Negal Ruins...But something urged the young woman to walk here of all places. Was it the memories that hung deeply on the fallen walls of this old palace? Or was it merely just a silly notion that she came here? She did not know but as she went inside, a shallow sound of breathing could be heard. 

Was someone here?

Her legs carried her closer, and closer still as a sight of blood was now seen. Laying against the ivory hued tiles was the man she knew as the first Espada; Starrk. She didn't have a chance to know him, and yet as he lay there, bleeding from such gore induced wounds; She felt a pang of sympathy. She leaned down, warm autumn pools staring within his grey one; silently requesting that she could help him.

Would he allow her to do so?

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Yes, the hour was dim and late setted, though she had come for a reason. Rukia had asked her to come over, the petite shinigami seeking companionship, but as it were, she had become lost within the manor. Having not a clue as to.where she was, she ventured the halls until his voice was heard. She looked at him softly, pools of sweet warmth showing as a small smile etched upon her fair features whilst she responded.

"Rukia, she invited me over but I got lost... then I heard your voice and well... here you can have this." She extended the cookie to the noble.