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Post by Nishiru Tokoheita on Jun 24, 2011 22:38:10 GMT -5
A simple day in the ordinary lives of three University students here at the University of Karakura Town. This is a prestigious university indeed, with three ace students present in the same class. Two are present on Full Ride Scholarships, while another is able to pay rather easily with his job, because of his employer. Nishiru, who is here because he is attempting to become a software engineer, is studying hard. Souzetsu, here on a scholarship of great grades and because of his amazing athletic ability, is attempting to become a professional in track sports. Noroi is pursuing Pharmacy as his major, and is here on a scholarship...which he got by a mailing error, thereby robbing some other ace student of his dreams. At start, these three are all sitting in different parts of the classroom as the teacher lectures them about something having to do with a tragic hero.
Post by Nishiru Tokoheita on Jun 24, 2011 23:36:04 GMT -5
Imagine there's no heaven. She said you try. No help in the world. Imagine alllll the people, living for today! Imagine there's no country. It's hard to do. Nishiru was in class, a song from the English speaking countries rolling around in his head. Sure, he liked Japanese pop too, since he lived in Japan, but this song had managed to catch his ears. It was by John Lennon, a former member of The Beatles. Though now deceased, John Lennon was legend. His music was amazing both in and out of The Beatles. Nishiru truly did enjoy the song, and so that was why it was going through his mind in that moment. In reality, he wasn't so sure about what the teacher was talking about. Something to do with a tragic hero. Luckily this wasn't high school, where a teacher would randomly pick on someone like Nishiru, who zoned out so much. He could pay plenty of attention to things.
Then again, English classes were the most boring. At this point, they seemed to be rather dull and pointless. This of course was why Nishiru thought it'd be nice to just be outside, doing something productive. English class was not productive. It didn't matter, though. He was here to learn and get a good job. He was able to support himself just fine with his present living. He had a rather decent life, after all. His whole family would be proud of him, he figured. Nishiru tuned his ear in more for just a few seconds, clicking his pen and scribbling down notes onto the paper. Note taking was one of the most important skills here. His skill with it was evident. His paper was messy with organized columns of random sentence fragments, underlining, highlighting, and abbreviations and numbering and coding that made sense only to Nishiru.
He also also had it written on those triple paper types, the ones where three papers were stuck together, and writing on the top one transferred the writing to the other two just under it. He had flash cards near him too, so that he could copy the most valuable information down onto them to study too. He was very efficient with this sort of thing. Nishiru looked down to verify what he'd written, then clicked his pen again and set it out, tuning the teacher's lecturing back out. The teacher made some sort of joke to the class, drawing laughter from the majority of the classroom crowd. This was pretty typical. Now, in terms of location, Nishiru was in the middle rows, just on the left, right next to some stairs. He was at the entering/exiting corner of one of the desks, and next to him were a bunch of random students. Directly to his right, the only seat officially next to him, a young blonde woman. Next to her, a guy with red hair. He didn't particularly know them. They just happened to be classmates. Today, they just happened to be sitting next to him.
His day would move on, and he'd soon forget about them. This of course was when he vaguely noticed that the girl had perked up. So had the guy. Everyone was beginning to perk up. Nishiru refocused his attention on the teacher, who was obviously doing or saying something interesting. He was saying something. It was some sort of philosophical question! A philosophical debate in this class? This teacher was very famous actually. He was well known across Japan for being a man with incredible philosophical views. Those who got into debates in his class became some of the wisest and smartest people around. He was talking about what one should consider to be a perfect world. This was actually pretty interesting indeed, so Nishiru was perked up, just like everyone else was. He kept his attention solely on the teacher now, his notes long forgotten.
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jun 25, 2011 2:20:39 GMT -5
Noroi Kirameki wasn’t supposed to be here sitting in this college level English class. In fact he shouldn’t have even been on campus. Noroi Kirameki hadn’t even finished high school and had been thrust into some of the most difficult classes offered in Japan. The boy sat in the very back of the classroom as high up as he could. He wore a bright yellow baseball cap and a hot pink t-shirt with a lime green jacket. Noroi’s outfit was attention grabbing to say the least. “Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...” was all he heard as he scratched doodles on his paper. Everyone else was busily taking notes, but not Noroi. No... Noroi was busy drawing the third installment of his very own comic book. “Captain Wonderful Issue #3” was written across the title page in large colorful letters with the picture of a heroic figure in red spandex roundhouse kicking a robber in the face.
Noroi would give anything to be a superhero. He chewed his gum and finished the shading on one of his comic book’s frames. “Perfect...” thought the college student as he completed the sixth frame of Captain Wonderful Issue #3. Noroi didn’t want to be here. He hated school. He hated being a tired, old student. But what he hated most of all was the fact that everyone’s attention was on the chucklehead standing in the front of the room talking about the most boring things Noroi had ever heard. Maybe he should be a teacher? That way he would have all the attention he wanted and he could just talk about whatever he wanted.
The human was in school to become a pharmacist. “Why a pharmacist?” he wondered to himself as he slouched over his doodles, “They didn’t even let me choose what I got to be. They said I applied for the pharmacy scholarship, but I don’t remember that.” Noroi was completely unaware that he was attending class here only because of a mistake. Some other poor soul had applied, shown excellent potential in the field of pharmacy, and was offered a full ride by the school. Noroi had unknowingly taken it for himself and forever ruined Noroi Kiremaki’s chances at realizing his dream and becoming a pharmacist. “Oh well...” thought the boy, closing his eyes, “No sense worrying about it now...” With that thought Noroi began to sleep and dream of anime and comic books.
Post by Souzetsu Masarao on Jun 26, 2011 0:41:18 GMT -5
Souzetsu was pretending to pay diligent attention. In actuality, he had a target that he had to assassinate. While he was Souzetsu for the moment, somewhere in the back of his head, the Phantom Reaper was planning it based on information that he had already gathered. It was going to be a rather simple assassination, actually. He'd already done quite a bit of preliminary investigating. The beginning of course had been memorizing the schedule of his victim, and also the schedules of all those that surrounded his victim, so that he could pull off the cleanest possible assassination. It was also a requirement to learn the layout of the building, all the consecutive buildings, and compile general data of what happened on a day to day basis. Things that were out of the ordinary that could possibly happen should of course also be taken into account.
In question, the target was a member of an underground crime organization. Death-Sama had specifically ordered Souzetsu to take out the target. The target, known as Jack Mason, was an American. This guy was a speaker for this organization, and he was someone that sold black market related items. Death-Sama could not have this. This special "reiatsu based black market" sold items that gave one-up on Fullbringers too. Other agents were off destroying the "recipes" for these objects, while also destroying the objects themselves, and the places they were made in. It was up to Souzetsu to buy extra time by killing the guy that distributed these. The items in question could help Shinigami take out Fullbringers, and this was something that absolutely could not be allowed. If beings from Soul Society or Las Noches gained such an upperhand, then Death Inc would be in deep trouble.
Of course, it was left in Souzetsu's mind that he must be careful about it. The meetings were generally in very remote locations in buildings, and he had to be sure to memorize who would be where and at what time, so he could pull it off without notice. Attracting notice from someone from that organization would be a bad idea. Souzetsu was well aware that they did have powerful assassins. He heard that some of King Shada's "Ashi" had been recruited from there. He needed to absolutely be careful about it. Even a PEA for Death Inc would be hard pressed if more than one of those guys came at once. He remembered some reports of that one strong duo, Kaishi and Isare. They'd been devastating, apparently. The descriptions of their powers had been terrifying enough. Souzetsu didn't want to meet them to be perfectly honest.
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jun 26, 2011 23:17:52 GMT -5
Noroi looked at the clock. “Gah! A whole hour of class left! I’ll never make it!” he complained silently to himself. He hated being confined to a single seat for long periods of time. Noroi went back to drawing and just as he was finishing the shading on the bad guy’s forearm he slipped and created a huge line across the panel. “OH COME ON!!!” yelled the student as he stood up and threw his pencil down at the table, unknowingly interrupting the professor as he was making a point. Noroi looked down and noticed that everyone’s attention was on him. This is what he had wanted! Everyone was paying attention to him! What should he say? What should he do? Noroi hadn’t thought this far ahead.
“I... um... I agree...” he said quickly and sat down. As much as Noroi loved attention, he didn’t know how to handle it at all. Not embarrassed at all the boy looked around the room and smiled a big, goofy grin at anyone who just so happened to look at him. “Well that was fun... now to get back to...” the boy looked at his table and noticed his pencil was absent, “W-where did it go?” Noroi looked around for awhile and finally noticed it laying against the girl’s shoe in front of him. If she moved then his pencil would continue to roll down the slanted theater-like room and end up who knows where.
“My... pencil...” he thought as he hopelessly stretched his hand out towards the writing utensil. Without a word the tiny object rolled up hill and against Noroi’s shoe. “W-wha? he thought as he picked up the item from the ground. He stared at it for a moment in wonder. How did he do that? Noroi dropped the pencil on the slanted ground again and thought “Don’t move...” Sure enough, the pencil did not fall down the slanted, ramp-like room and stayed perfectly still. The human’s eyes grew wide with this realization and looking at his half-drawn comic he came to the only logical conclusion. “I HAVE SUPERPOWERS!!!” he thought as he quickly picked up the pencil and hid it.
No doubt the two other fullbringers in the classroom would notice the third human in the room, using his spiritual abilities without suppressing any reiatsu. However, right now the human was caught up in the moment of perhaps realizing his dream of becoming a superhero with pencil manipulation powers or something.
Post by Nishiru Tokoheita on Jun 27, 2011 17:29:32 GMT -5
Nishiru had no energy sensory at all, but it didn't take that for him to notice some random guy stand up and declare something stupid. He didn't really like when people tried to be attention hogs in class and all they did was fool around. Wait, how did a guy like that even get into UKT?! Nishiru was glancing at Noroi with the corner of his eye at that moment, because he was honestly thinking about how much he disliked that kind of person. That kind of unreliable, careless, naive person. This was someone who didn't have a proper grasp of moral values, and who would end up causing harm to many good people all around him. Nishiru had seen several stupid people like that. He had never liked it. But, that was when he saw it. The pencil moved on its own. As if someone used the force. And then he was balancing it without it moving from that position where it normally would.
He was...suspending a pencil? Impossible. No illusion or magic trick did that. Nishiru made sure to peel his eyes there so he could see if there was some sort of string or something. No. There was no trick to it. The pencil looked ordinary, and there was nothing attached to it. He was watching it now, and then it was put away. Nishiru put two and two together relatively quickly. That was...Fullbring! He remembered having those symptoms too. Moving stuff so easily like that. It was like magic at first, but it was Fullbring definitely. This guy that he was looking at...was beginning to discover Fullbring. Even with no energy sensory, Nishiru could tell that this guy was new to it and also weak. How he knew this was just that there was no refining to it. It looked like he'd been testing. It wasn't casual. It was filled with excitement and shock when Noroi did it.
Nishiru wasn't sure how to respond to it. He realized in that moment that he hadn't met many other Fullbringers before. He only knew two or three others, and these were random people that he'd met for Death Inc. Ken Lao had been the guy that recruited Nishiru, and he was the one that issued payments to him too. The other two he'd just met in the Death Inc lobby, honestly. Nishiru had never met a regular, ordinary Fullbringer. This was exciting. Hell, until a couple of years ago, he hadn't even known the name of this power. He hadn't even known that it was called "Fullbring." Naturally, having no energy sensory, Nishiru could never be aware that someone else was present in the room that was at the same level of Fullbring as he was. This of course was Souzetsu, though Nishiru didn't quite know it yet. It was rather shocking just to witness a low level Fullbring.
Nishiru was thinking in his mind about how to respond to this. Wait, maybe he should just ignore it. But, this guy could cause an accident too. What should he do? This guy could cause some serious damage. Someone stupid like this had to be watched out for. Nishiru figured that he'd issue some kind of warning or words of wisdom or advice or something after class was over. Unfortunately, he didn't think this guy would even listen. On the other hand, Nishiru forgot to mask his reiatsu for a mere instant when he was thinking. He quickly masked it again, but it was that strong flare that could attract other people. Namely, the other high class Fullbringer in the room would notice not just Noroi's miniature demonstration, but the huge surge of power in Nishiru.
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jul 1, 2011 5:27:55 GMT -5
The rest of the class passed by without anything unusual happening. Noroi worked on his doodles while ignoring the professor’s lecture. He was already failing the class miserably and didn’t even care. He had more important matters to attend to like realizing his dream of being a comic book artist. So with his mind on the possibility of acquiring superpowers Noroi survived until the end of class without drawing attention to him. He wasn’t about to ruin the greatest opportunity of his life by getting in trouble or something stupid like that. Noroi got up quickly as soon as the professor announced they could leave. Finally! He’d been cramped up long enough. With an excited look on his face Noroi ran out the door. One of the negative aspects of sitting in the back of the classroom was that you were never the first one out.
Noroi ran into the crowd of students all funneling out the single door and bit his lip in expectation. He had been cramped in this boring place for over 3 hours. He was ready to leave NOW! Shoving people out of the way and squeezing through any cracks he could, the student made his way through the crowd and out the door. “FREEDOM!” he yelled as he popped out the other side of the door. The human closed his eyes as his vision adjusted to the change in light. It had been dark in the classroom and it was rather bright outside. However, that didn’t stop him from running off at full speed right into a classmate of his, Souzetsu Masarao. Noroi fell back down, surprised.
“Ow! S-sorry dude!” Noroi said as he put on a goofy smirk and got back up to see who he’d run into. This is when the boy noticed the pages of his comic had been strewn about the ground. “Oh rats!” he said bending down to collect them all, “Sorry again about running into ya. No hard feelings?” The boy swiftly collected all his papers and stood up and smiled at Souzetsu assuming he was still standing there. “My name’s Noroi! Noroi Kirameki!” he said holding his hand out at the other boy. He wanted to go home and test his superpowers out again, but he couldn’t just run smack into a good citizen and run off without apologizing! No hero would be that rude! If he was to become a superhero he’d have to work on his heroic demeanor.
Post by Souzetsu Masarao on Jul 1, 2011 18:19:49 GMT -5
First, Souzetsu caught it. The weak reiatsu. His eyes instantly blasted over to Noroi, where he stared at the guy sitting in class, manipulating a pencil. A beginner? That guy is...on the verge of awakening Fullbring! Of course, he was surprised that it would happen here of all places, in this classroom. Noroi Kirameki? What the hell kind of name was that? Stupid sparkle? Yeah, he probably was a stupid sparkle. Souzetsu had caught it. Some guy drawing comics the whole class, paying no attention, probably failing every class. Not that it mattered in the least to Souzetsu. When he wasn't The Phantom Reaper, he was typically a joyous guy. He could get along with someone like that just fine as long as he wasn't having his alter ego. However, this of course was when Souzetsu felt the other presence. Someone else had slipped up for a moment.
Impossible...! This one...so much stronger...! Souzetsu felt the huge reiatsu. The presence. He turned to see...Nishiru Tokoheita. This guy...was on Souzetsu's level. He was a high caliber Fullbringer, easily as strong as or stronger than Souzetsu. How had Souzetsu not noticed this?! Someone this strong was here this whole time! He'd hidden it well. Souzetsu hadn't noticed at all. This guy had slipped up though, from the surprise left by Noroi as well. Wait...what if Nishiru Tokoheita...was an assassin?! What if his duty was to kill Souzetsu? Had Souzetsu's identity been found out by someone? Had someone decided that Souzetsu needed to be terminated? Noroi had somehow managed to get Nishiru to slip up. Souzetsu knew it now. He wasn't positive, but he figured that he had to kill Nishiru. Otherwise he could get killed too. Better safe than sorry.
Assassination would not be difficult. Nor would hiding the body. Pondering for an hour, all the way until class ended, Souzetsu stood up as one of the first, and walked out of the doorway. Souzetsu didn't fall down, contrary to Noroi, when the stupid sparkle bumped into him and fell. He got on one knee pretty quickly, keeping up his smile. "That's alright." he said with a bright smile, helping Noroi assemble his drawings. He stood up with Noroi, shaking his hand with a very tight grip, a squeezing grip that suffocated Noroi's hand. It was the trademark handshake of someone strong. The handshake along showed Souzetsu was a tough guy. Though, to him it was routine to shake that hard. He stopped the handshake pretty abruptly. "I'm Souzetsu. Souzetsu Masarao. Say, those comics. What are they about?"
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jul 1, 2011 23:56:30 GMT -5
“Oh these old things?” said the boy, ecstatic someone was actually interested in his drawings, “Oh, it’s nothing. Just the greatest superhero EVER! I made him up. He’s Captain Wonderful and he fights for peace, justice, and the safety of others.” Noroi jammed his doodles in Souzetsu’s face. He loved the attention this guy was giving him, for there was nothing Noroi loved more than attention. Noroi could talk Souzetsu’s ears off about his work, or comics, or manga, or anything relating to such things. This was the only area in which Noroi was smarter than anyone else at UKT.
“And this is Admiral Evil,” said the boy flipping through his artwork, “He’s Captain Wonderful’s arch enemy and does evil stuff. He’s got a ring that turns into a large sword that has the ability to shatter any power used on him!” The boy continued explaining away Captain Wonderful’s arch enemy’s abilities using illustrations to present each one of his statements. “And right here it’s hinted that he can cause body parts to collapse on themselves, a lot like a star does before it explodes! He’s also shown the ability to have his sword absorb the energy from Captain Wonderful’s attacks and then use it to send his own right back at him!” said Noroi as he excitedly explained all of Souzetsu’s abilities without even knowing it.
“I was also thinking of giving him the power create fire-like projectiles from his sword that don’t cause any physical damage, but they weaken Captain Wonderful and make him slower and less powerful,” he said putting his artwork back into his backpack, “What do you think?” Noroi looked up at the other human and waited for a reply. If Noroi was lucky then Souzetsu wouldn’t assume he was some sort of assassin sent to kill him and that this was all just one massive coincidence, which it was.
Post by Nishiru Tokoheita on Jul 2, 2011 17:37:03 GMT -5
"Comic books?" A voice spoke behind Noroi. Nishiru had just happened to decide to talk to this guy, since he was starting Fullbring. He happened upon Souzetsu, who seemed kind of loner-ish, and Noroi, talking. Noroi seemed to be busily explaining some sort of comic book, and he'd gotten around to explaining some sort of villain. The look on Souzetsu's face was expressionless, Nishiru noticed. It had gone a been white. Was he that impressed? Or was he disgusted? Or was it something else? Something seemed to be rather wrong with Souzetsu. Nishiru wasn't going to inquire about it, though. No, he was going to talk to Noroi, the Fullbringer, since Nishiru was unaware of Souzetsu's Fullbring.
Nishiru also did not notice that Souzetsu's face went stone the moment Nishiru arrived. He looked down at Noroi's work. He didn't want to admit it, but the drawings weren't terrible. Though, the thing was that the characters did all look a bit derpy. However, the powers Noroi had explained, which Nishiru had caught a bit of. Those sounded a bit scary. Imagine if that was someone's Fullbring. It would be a bit terrifying to fight. A blade that could break your powers? That would probably be a good counter for Nishiru's Burner Blade. Scary. Anyway, he should say something. "Hey, so, then what about the hero? How does he counter Admiral Evil, then?" Nishiru was going to prod Noroi. He wanted to know more about this Fullbring process by watching someone else do it naturally. Nishiru's had been forced out by tough situations.
"Actually, you two. Class just ended. Let's chill out?" Nishiru was friendly about that sort of thing. This wasn't sketchy at all. "There's a stand just outside on campus. Let's get a hot dog." Nishiru didn't really know the hot dog salesmen very well, but he knew that he sold hotdogs. Little did he realize that the hotdog salesmen was Noroi Kiremaki, who had been cheated out by bad luck and Noroi Kirameki, the stupid sparkle. This was going to be a bit interesting, to see a genius like that selling hot dogs to a derp. Hot dogs were like...2 ryo. So this was good.
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jul 3, 2011 20:22:41 GMT -5
“Comic books?” said a voice from behind the human. Noroi turned to see Nishiru approach him and Souzetsu. His attention now on the newcomer, Noroi didn’t notice Souzetsu’s stunned expression for he was too preoccupied with Nishiru. “Hey, so, then what about the hero? How does he counter Admiral Evil, then?” said the other student. So many people were interested in his comics! Noroi was overjoyed at this development. “Quite easily,” said the comic artist at what he interpreted to be someone interested in his work, “Captain Wonderful is the bane of evil and gets stronger the more evil his enemy is! Needless to say, Admiral Evil is very evil, so things don’t usually go his way.”
“Actually, you two. Class just ended. Let’s chill out?” said Nishiru, “There’s a stand just outside on campus. Let’s get a hotdog.” “Okay!” said the boy as he followed Nishiru, “My name’s Noroi Kirameki by the way, how about you?” The boy assumed that Souzetsu would follow them. He was so excited he was finally making friends. Maybe these people would give him the attention he so craved and worship him like he deserved. Then the boy’s mind drifted back to the pencil.
All this socializing was keeping him from going home and honing his superpowers. Oh how he wanted to try out the pencil trick again. But maybe he could do it with more then just a pencil. Maybe his abilities worked with other things. Maybe he had the ability of telekinesis! The very thought excited the boy and he was eager to finish things up here and go home so that he could try these things out in private. If he was to be a superhero he’d need a suit too. He was bad at sewing however and would have trouble explaining to his mom why he needed the desired outfit. Noroi’s mind was running fast. He hoped that the crime rate went up soon so that he’d have something to do.
Post by Souzetsu Masarao on Jul 4, 2011 17:16:53 GMT -5
Souzetsu's expression changed even further upon Nishiru's appearance. This was the high level Fullbringer he'd sensed in class. He'd sensed two. Not only Noroi, the beginner, but Nishiru, a high level. Nishiru was equal to or even actually stronger than Souzetsu. That was obvious even with an average energy sensory. Souzetsu didn't like that, not one bit. At any rate, though, he was being invited socially to hang out and get a hot dog. Sure, he could do that. He'd be sure to find a time later to take out Nishiru before anything could happen. He was almost positive that Nishiru was an assassin that had been sent here to take hiim out. Souzetsu also had his own mission to do later.
"Souzetsu. Souzetsu Masarao." Souzetsu said, giving his name as well. He went then with Nishiru and Noroi, all three going out to the outside portion of the campus, an enormous courtyard of brick floor. There was a clocktower nearby, and also nearby there was a hot dog stand. There were other stands, and there were lots of people socializing, but what was mostly noticeable was the destination, the hot dog stand. The salesmen had on a blue t-shirt and gray jeans, and a dark blue apron. He wore a baseball cap, and he had black hair that fell into a mullet. His eyes were dead exhausted, visible through bags under them, and they were a sunken blue color as well. His demeanor was pretty unemotional, as if he was empty and cared for nothing.
The nametag on his apron said "Noroi Kiremaki." However, Souzetsu and Nishiru both failed to notice it, because neither was paying attention to the nametag of some hot dog salesmen. Both purchased hot dogs, and began eating them. Of course, the hot dog salesmen was pretty unemotional about everything. The way he said "two ryo..." was reminiscent of a person that was about to commit suicide. Obviously, Noroi Kiremaki hated his life. He absolutely and utterly despised it. Whatever had happened, he had been sufficiently screwed over by someone.
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jul 8, 2011 23:34:00 GMT -5
Noroi followed Nishiru to the hot dog stand and dug through his pocket for some money. The boy smiled as he glanced back at Souzetsu. Wow! Making new friends was easy! All he had to do was show more people his comics! The boy made a mental note that his comics were, in fact, the most interesting things in the world and anyone would be thrilled to have him personally explain every detail about them. It wasn’t long before the three humans reached the hot dog stand. Souzetsu and Nishiru ordered their food first, and finally it was Noroi’s turn. “One chili dog please!” he said in a loud voice. “Two ryo...” replied the other Noroi as he depressingly prepared food for the person who ruined his life.
“Hey!” said the human as he waited for the hotdog vendor to prepare his chili dog, “Your name is Noroi Kiremaki! What a coincidence! My name’s Noroi Kirameki!” Noroi had gotten sight of the man’s nametag and was so excited over such a coincidence that he just had to blurt it out. Little did he know of his relationship to this man. Relationship? That might not be the right word... More like, “relationshit.” Either way, Noroi smiled at the man. He was just making tons of new friends today! Maybe this Noroi would be interested in his comics too! Either way, Noroi was anything but unfriendly to the man.
Post by Nishiru Tokoheita on Jul 9, 2011 18:30:02 GMT -5
"Nishiru Tokoheita." Came Nishiru's name from his mouth. He told it to them pretty easily, reflexively of course. It was natural for him to know and be able to say his own name, and there was even a sort of pride to the way that he gave them his own name. He was proud of who he was, naturally. Nishiru also noticed something that derpy Noroi did not, which was the hot dog salesmen. That guy was glaring an evil glare. He was unresponsive too, a negative and cold aura. It was as if he wanted to murder Noroi right there. The hot dog salesmen had a killing intent that Nishiru had even only felt from Espada. This was a pretty big deal. He was serious about killing derpy Noroi. Nishiru figured that he had to step in and save the day or something like that, seeing as he did want to see this Fullbring process complete itself.
"Alright, let's go." he said, taking a bite of his hot dog. He grabbed Souzetsu and Noroi, dragging them away to a nearby fountain where they could sit and eat. It was nearby, but far enough that hot dog Noroi might at least find some way to decide ignoring them was better. Nishiru didn't like the aura that was dishing its way out of him. Sitting down with the other two, Nishiru also was unaware that he should be keeping his eye on Souzetsu, who was in turn watching him carefully. It should be clear that Souzetsu planned to assassinate Nishiru, since it should also be clear to any that could read minds that Souzetsu had interpreted Nishiru to be someone that was on his tail, and planning to kill him. Therefore, the best thing to do was simply to take out Nishiru. Yeah, Nishiru had no idea.
Post by Captain Wonderful on Jul 10, 2011 16:24:09 GMT -5
Hot dog Noroi didn’t respond to derpy Noroi. It seemed he wasn’t in the mood to make new friends. Instead he handed the customer his chili dog with a killing intent. It would be clear to anyone that he was not happy with his job. However, Kirameki was incredibly oblivious to the point he realized none of this. He would have stayed and continued talking with the guy who practically shared his name if not for Nishiru grabbing him by the hand and leading him off. “Alright, let’s go,” he said as he took the two others to a nearby fountain where they could sit and eat. Noroi plopped down on the stone ledge of the fountain and began to stuff his face with his food.
Finishing his meal completely in under ten seconds the boy turned to his two friends, “So, what are you guys majoring in?” It was common courtesy to be interested in other people, but in reality Noroi only wanted to talk about himself. The new fullbringer awaited their response with chili and cheese covering his mouth. Noroi wasn’t the neatest eater in the world, and scarfing down a chili dog in that amount of time was practically impossible to do without making a mess. Noroi couldn’t wait to turn the conversation into something about him again. He’d let the two say something and then say something cool he did (whether it was true or not).