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This Kuchiki Byakuya picha contains kifuani, uangalizi, egis, hicho kifuko cha kifuani, egida, silaha sahani, silaha mchovyo, sahani silaha, sahani ya silaha, and silaha ya sahani. There might also be dirii, brigandine, surcoat, and fauld.

P.B. practiced her ballet in the school's new practice room. It had been one of mom's allowances when she was young and that was a birthday wish when she was 9, just a mwaka after their rescue. Mom had even taken the courses with her just to be sure she got nyumbani safely. She had just landed on her toes after making a perfect leap, polite clapping echoed through the mirrored room. A pale youth, with black hair and dead eyes smiled what would have been a handsome smile if there would have been enough meat on the face. It reminded her of death warmed over. "Bravo! That was an excellent leap. Like...
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Orihemia sat in front of her mirror. The very same that the Angel had been at only a week ago.She found that the imprint moved around, from her chest to her arm. The dragon suddenly rotated and then suddenly disappeared off her shoulder. "Huh? Where did wewe go?" A voice like a whisper came to her ear. "I am where I have always been child within you." Orihemia paled as it spooked her. She turned expecting to see the dragon, but found an older version of herself but with black glossy hair smiling back at her. "You have very good lungs." The older one alisema laughing. "Ah-uhmmm-thanks." Orihemia...
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Since I've been on Facebook and kusoma about the headmaster's death. I worked in a little magic. Being that my main character is a Soul Smith. She made Yamamoto's zenpakuto. With her arrival on the scene in a sense, it has aliyopewa her creation the added strength to preserve its host. Thus, allowing the headmaster to survive when he should have died.

Yamamoto could feel pain, why? He had used all his energy all his power. He should be nothing but ash if even that. Yet he felt the stiffness of his joints the injuries he had taken. He slipped his eyes open seeing the brightness of the sky, looking...
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Keisuki gripped onto the captain's shoulder. Gutsy, risky, and stupid. He flashed to behind one of the big boulders, a songesha he didn't do lightly. He didn't like inaonyesha that he still had a few things up his sleeve that the society didn't know about.
Byakuya narrowed his eyes at him as Keisuki let go of him.
"Sorry but I wanted to talk to wewe alone for a while longer."
Byakuya frowned even deeper. "What zaidi do we have to discuss?" Keisuki rolled his eyes. "Look this will end all your problems, the ones wewe already have plus the ones we added when we made up that story for you. wewe rescue her.......
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Byakuya's eyes closed even as he fought them. He was tired, distraught and too emotional where Jamie was concerned. He shouldn't have gone over, but when Unohana retold him of her workings on the girl that even after a few days still drew an unprecedented pale and no smile from the captain it had disturbed him. "Never in all my life have I seen so much disregard for her own body. But never one so brave, she shames the whole society with her selflessness." She had alisema and then asked him. "You were there when they took her, were wewe not?" The swali had caught him off guard, for he had made...
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P.B. covered what she could of the bruises Voro had aliyopewa her. She had worn the wrong color dress for the date. Even though everyone at the party alisema it was beautiful and made them stand out. Impossible to miss. Tears spilled down ruining the careful blotting out she had done. She needed to break it off but Voro's past girlfriends....went missing. How had this happened? Mira had left leaving her finally on her very own for the real first time but she'd only done so as mom had been on her way, mom au Jamie as she liked to be called now had had one of her episodes. That now had become the norm...
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If some of wewe actually come across my stories and start to read them wewe will notice some do not have any real connection to the continuing story. As I have learned in the past. Pen and pencil tend to fade away on paper au anything else wewe write on. So I come here and write it on a screen and send it out as a pop fly into the audience instead of a nyumbani run.. Don't know if I'll use them au trash them, I just want to make sure if I burn out and leave the story for awhile I have some record of it somewhere I can still read it. I have tons of paper at nyumbani in 20 gallon totes at least 2 au zaidi and 5 years in and can no longer read due to the fading. So I hope wewe thoroughly enjoy my scribbles in case I end up having a bad case of multiple personalities due to the people I have living inside my poor drooling brain. Probably why I have terrible spelling and punctuation at times. At least I think I do. Never did get higher then a C average in English.
Karakura Hall of History.

Luna de la Muerte yawned and stretched.
"Mommy whose that lady in the blade?" A little girl alisema pointing at Luna. "What lady? Oh I see. That's not funny.Someone's using it to reflect their own video feed." Luna giggled and winked at the little girl who giggled back. "It'll be our little secret." Luna alisema as the little girl went on with her mother to look at the armor that stood in the inayofuata case. When they did Luna whistled long and high to wake her sister, Shadow. "In all the holy one's forges, I'm right here." Luna made a face as she studied her little sister. "Why...
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inayofuata town over at a restaurant.

Yuzu picked at the chakula on her plate. It smelled good, but also off as if there was something missing. "Is there something wrong with the chakula miss?" The waitress said. "Oh no....well it could use a pinch of oregano.Maybe a dash of celery salt too." The waitress nodded and went back to the jikoni and grabbed the items. "We aim to please." Yuzu blushed and thanked her before adding the ingredients. A delicate sniff made her smile. "Perfect." The waitress came closer and wafted the scent towards herself. " Oh my it does smell much better. I think I'll have to...
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Soul Society-Rongiku's bedroom-Rongiku's dream.

Rongiku found herself in Gin's arms dancing after her 1st successful mission at a living realm club. God she'd loved him then and still did. A kid with a tray of champagne came around to them. "Ah momma wewe rockin the place with those moving curves." gin, gini growled at the kid. "So-sorry papa bear. Grrr..here have a pass on me." The kid dangled a fancy dhahabu coin medallion mkufu from his fingers.Gin snatched it from the kid's hands and snorted. "Oh gin, gini take it easy on him. He's just a kid." gin, gini looked at her and smiled."You want this? Really? Its...
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Mauri smiled at his cleverness having captured the dark-haired young woman. Her eyes had gone wide as she had been absorbed into his body. The liquid would make her able to be transferred to the lab without complications. If nothing else she would make a fine new body with some adjustments for the new Nemu. Nothing would stop him from getting what he wanted not even the threat of being thrown back into that hell hole where Kesuki had found him. As long as Nemu was alive again it would all be worth it. Mira had run as she had finished the drawing feeling the ravaged mind behind the paint, a...
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As Jamie walked out into the cool night air, Marz filled her in on what had been going on in the city. Her eyes and mind wondering off to the places that no longer existed but where memory still kept them. She sighed too heavily and was caught. Marz's light teasing tone turned completely serious. "We can handle this; wewe don't need to be here. Why don't you...." She stopped him right there. "Thank wewe but like I tell all my children to overcome we must face what we fear the most. I can't just throw my rules out because this is me and not some abused au orphaned child in need of a protector."...
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Jamie clicked off with Fenton as she walked through the city. Feeling colder and zaidi depressed with each block she walked. Remembering the small fishing village with a handful of people that had once stood here. So deep was she that she ran smack into a tall strawberry blonde boy's back. "Sorry." She mumbled and then moved on without even looking up, just turning the corner. At her touch Ichigo glimpsed a small village with an immense forest before an ancient palace. Flashes of faces before the contact was lost. He blinked and saw a huddled form walking away...Ichigo looked at the school and...
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Jamie and the crew made it to the playground where Ichigo had battled his first real hollow of his own choice. She smiled lightly at his memory of it as they huddled in the forested area. "Mom?" Jamie looked up from the slight rest against the mti she was taking. "Yes P.B.?" There was an awkward silence. "Why?" Jamie laughed. "Why not? For me there are only memories. One kwa one wewe will all go before me, leaving me behind. So why not. At least I'll have finally been able to do something worthwhile for you." Lips stormed, grabbed her up and shook her. Jamie took a deep breath and smelled the...
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"Who is she?" Byakuya alisema calmly to Keisuki alone down in the practice field below the shop. "Ah who do wewe mean? I mean there's so many..." His voice became a whisper as he met the captain's eyes. He frowned. Byakuya's eyes were changing color and not into the nice and sunny colors. Nope, not at all. Shit. With the way they were turning he was about to see just what a Soul Smith's other half was capable of when barrowing the powers. Not that Kuchiki was even aware of any of this. Which was dangerous, for both of them. Did she know? She'd have to know. Which meant if he told the man in front...
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KaraKura zaidi than one mwaka after Aizen's defeat.

Ichigo walked nyumbani in the dying light after spending hours in the school's library. The dream he'd had the night before, had driven him to find some kind of answer to it in the library. It only left him with a bad taste in his mouth as it had gained him nothing but zaidi questions. His phone rang. Rukia? He sighed. No. Just Yuzu worrying. Maybe it was for the best. He winced. Any ways Renji had been itching for a chance with her and he was a full fledged reaper..... Damn it! His moyo nearly stopped with that thought. He'd saved...he grit his...
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His hair was the color of the darkest abyss of space shattered with streaks of gleaming comets. His face stern and white with a moonlight glow and he walked as he led, calm and controlled.As if the very air dared not exist without his say so. Those he hunted could not hide from his steady sword of earthbound release. His name was reaper.
She was born of flame, seductive, passionate, part guardian and destroyer. Hair of Life, Soul of many, . Her face warm and gentle to all those who saw her. She walked with a light but heavy step as many years passed, she never did. She led none, but herself...
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