Post by Shizuyoko Toraumi on Feb 1, 2016 20:37:19 GMT -5
It was....strange. Being the adult. Being the shinigami that they looked up to. It had only been a few months now and already she was a full fledged member of the Omnitsukido. Naturally this was not general knowledge. Largely, when she was out and about she wore a Squad 2-ish Uniform. Obviously she couldn't go around dressed as black ops all the time. And in any case she soon found her way to one of the hills near the academy, smiling rather fondly to herself as she watched the students train.
Do you miss it? That slithering fear up the back of her neck caused her to close her eyes, taking a deep breath as she smiled to herself. She knew that nobody else would see them. Daihachi. The woman had been much more....present as of late. Those dark eyes seeming to burn into the back of Shizu's head as they placed a hand on her shoulder, the Shinigami rolling her eyes a bit. "A Little......I kinda miss a few of my classmates." she murmured aloud. She knew they could hear her thoughts, but it simply made more sense for her to just talk. What did she care if she sounded crazy. Enough shinigami talked to their zan anyway. She wasn't too out of the ordinary.
Suddenly losing the left half of her vision, she frowned, a bit of....annoyance. ever since she'd finally gotten her zanpaku'to to tell them their......'names', they had been a bit incessant about annoying her. She supposed she couldn't blame them. But their new, ridiculous names were far more annoying. Daihachi-bi, Nanakiba Orochi? Why on earth they felt the need to give her these fake shinigami names was beyond her. But she supposed if she started calling them by their real names she would draw unwanted attention. So....for now.....she would just deal with the....japanization of their names. However dumb she found the idea.
Don't blame us for your decision to be a 'shinigami'. A bit of a sting at that, and immediately she felt herself smiling. Shinigami....of course. Most of the time she simply associated herrself with the omnitsukido. IT was....odd to say shinigami. Every time she took hold of her zanpaku'to....it was.....strange. She always felt like the arrancar she'd been for so long. Reaching up she lightly ran her fingers over her throat, where that hole had once been.
"I don't need to take shit from either of you. I'm going to find someone to train. i'm a shinigami now, I have a duty to those weaker than me." She huffed, growling a little at the laughter she could feel rattling around inside her skull. Whatever, fuck her zanpaku'to. To spite them, she immediately began striding around the courtyard, looking for someone, ANYONE to run into. She needed a distraction from the two bitches that had deemed it necessary to begin heckling her inside her own head.
