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 Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 1:34 pm
This is Reid's quarters. It's a mess, a dump and a landfill, but there are several treasures that are close to Reid's heart(ER, Hollow Hole). Some of it is just trash, but it might also be extremely usefull.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 5:42 pm
Scars heal, Glory fadesAll we're left with are the memories made.
Raile peered around Reid's quarters, not really having been here. Had helped the Espada here but likely wouldn't be back again. He took a look at the various piles of things and found himself a little unsure of if these really were his quarters. Looked like someone was using the entire space as a closet. Meh, if he was wrong he'd get hit and just help him to where ever he did live. "Gonna be alright here? I don't really see a space to put you..." He mused at it a bit and waited for a response. He'd just make sure everything was all good then head out.
Pain hurts, but only for a minute. Your life is short so go on and live it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:02 pm
"That pile there is where my bed used to be. Just push the junk off." Already being in Las Noches his wounds had healed much and were still healing. The only wound that still lightly leaked crimson fluid was the large cut on his chest, all the others looked as though he'd been healing for weeks. A few hours of rest and he would be good as new.
"Thank you again, Raile. I will be fine now, you may return to Mother's side."
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:27 pm
Scars heal, Glory fadesAll we're left with are the memories made.
"Ah, okay." Raile moved some of the pile off of the bed and let Reid get some rest. "Hasta luego." He waved then went out and opened a Garganta to the park. He didn't know where the Quincy temple was exactly, but he could figure it out from there. Mother fighting likely wouldn't be that hard to find. He smiled a little at that. Seriously, she could get the smaller hollows to burst into flame from her reiatsu. Well, maybe that was hyperbole. It probably wasn't though. Either way, he went through the Garganta and started looking.
Pain hurts, but only for a minute. Your life is short so go on and live it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 7:57 pm
After Raile left Reid painfully peeled off his ruined vest to inspect the severity of his new scars and rub a clotting ointment on his chest wound. He then laid across the firm mattress and drifted into a healing trance.
When he emerged from the meditation and stood to stretch out his limbs and muscles. He stroked the new scar on his cheek as he rummaged through on of the various junk piles until he found what he was searching for. Donning the long, white hooded robe and flipping the thick yet soft hood up over his mask fragment, stalked out of his chambers. He created a garganta in the doorway and dissappered into the void.
((Exit Hueco Mundo/ Enter???))
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 9:40 pm
His room was as he left it as Reid entered. The bed was still empty and he stepped over to it. Under a pile of crap he found new clothes, a long, black, sleevless, hooded vest and black slim-fitting pants. With those set aside he laid on the stone slab and became still as the grave. His healing had begun.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 7:01 am
He awoke from the dreamless trance, fully healed and rested. Reid quickly donned the fresh clothes, black as they were and found an old scabbard for his zanpaku-to. Fitting the worn leather belt over his shoulder and slipped the scimitar into the sheath. Walking out of his quarters, he slid the hood up over his head and strode towards the throne room.
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