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  1. The morning came too quickly for Sibylle as she found herself slapping her alarm a few times to turn off the noise blaring into her ear. The uncomfortable position she fell asleep in gave way to her rotating her body to get up and gather her outfit for the day. After a shower, a quick breakfast, and a moment of meditation she found herself in the car with Frieda getting take to Noir's headquarters. The car ride is filled with her mentor's unending nagging being drown out by her own thoughts as they left the suburban setting entering the thicker city-like area of Karakura Town. Speeding past several cars the Noir headquarters soon came into view sticking out in an almost gaudy kind of way. A massive skyscraper like building that seemed to be twenty or more stories high, the structure had an almost plus like architecture if viewed from overhead, and the top there seemed to be a place for a helicopter to land. No doubt Sibylle's cousin took full advantage of such luxuries. This was the first time for her to see the building in person, she had seen images online and in magazines as she was studying for her internship with Noir as a company. Getting out of the car Sibylle smiled and nodded to Frieda, who was still clamoring on about things to do and not do on her first day of work. This mostly fell on deaf ears as she soon closed the door and walked towards the entrance to the Noir building. The first floor opened up into a large displaying area with all kinds of modern technologies and to the far left was the lobby area leading into the reception section. There the familiar face of the recent bride of her cousin could be found, Ayumi. Her cousin in-law seemed to have a direct and fiery personality from what Frieda had described to her, this was something she looked to explore herself. Nepotism at its finest, the boss marrying the receptionist. That pretty much locked her into being unable to be fired, similar to the teenager. However, Sibylle believe that she herself was not as fortunate as the wife of an executive. She could not remember ever meeting her cousin Yusei Kinoshita in person, but maybe there was a time that she was unaware of. "<Hello>," Sibylle introduced herself in Japanese to Ayumi dressed in the attire that Frieda gave her as an employee of Noir. The outfit seemed to fill in with more of a business slack and suit setup, yet there was part of her that was a little shocked this was not in a more traditional business outfit. This could be due to the fact that she was working for the research and development instead of the more call-center like jobs. Ayumi was more American looking in appearance with the outlandish flowing red hair, causal-dress attire, and a vibe that was just different than what she was used to being around in recent times. "<Hello, you must be Kinoshita's cousin Sibylle? Come on over here and I will help you get setup,>" Ayumi said as she waved her over to the receptionist's desk. The ring on display and everything, this made the teenager cringe a little bit but she brushed it off putting on a fake smile as she approached. "<Yes, this is my first day,>" Sibylle replied as she was getting more comfortable speaking in Japanese as the months had passed by since arriving. "<Ah right, you were delayed due to the issue with your plane crashing near Tokyo. Thankfully you and the other passengers were not too badly injured,>" Ayumi replied pulling out a file as she moved her hair out of the way of her face so that she could look into her screen and begin typing something up. The reminder of the plane crash from some months ago burned her a little, but she pushed through it not wanting to make a scene the first day. She did not know this lady all that well, nor her cousin. The reminder was that she needed to be on her best behavior as she was completely dependent on her cousin for the time being; housing, job, and overall living expenses. She did not like being in the control of others, but this was a necessary evil until she found her own way and got acclimated to her surroundings more. "<Right, you are being assigned to the research and development team,>" Ayumi smiled as she closed the file and stopped typing, "<Please hold still for a moment.?" This was so that she could get a picture for her badge in the future. She begrudgingly followed what Ayumi told her to do. "<Alright, you just need to watch a few videos and then Akira Kisaragi will be down to get you,>" Ayumi explained pointing over to the lobby area where a video was cycling through on repeat since she had been there. This was not exactly how she thought her first day on the job was going to go, but she was here nonetheless. The video explained the basics of what Noir was based around, something anyone could find from a quick internet search or magazine on the side of the road. There were the stereotypical business mottos and tag lines. There was a brief explanation that each floor was office space besides the middle floors that were dedicated to the research and development team. An interesting point of order as she was sure that anything dangerous would not be held that high up in the building, but maybe the building was constructed with that in mind. The top floor was where Yusei's office was located, among a variety of other things. She had to imagine that other executives had to be close in proximity to the top of the building so they could hold meetings with the boss. The length of the video was obnoxious in Sibylle's opinion, but that was probably so that it would cover the basis for anyone starting out or waiting. A way to eliminate frequently asked questions to the employees or background noise for those that found themselves sitting in the lobby area. There was a difference to the layout here than in other skyscrapers she had been in before back home, but that was not of particular interesting to her. She was more invested in seeing what she was going to be doing with the research and development team of Noir and if there was going to be any connection to the Quincy technology Frieda had already showed her back home during their training. [WC: 1,111]
  2. The beginning of Sibylle’s day was spent with Frieda Thoumeaux in the Karakura shopping district on the west side of town, but then she was dropped off at the Karakura Community Park towards the center of Karakura Town while the older woman had to run some errands. As the Tsubakidai Park was too far south and the only other park in town was the Yumisawa Children's Park to the north. This was the first time she was allowed to explore, other than walking around the local area near their house or going to university. That red-eyed woman endured the teenager’s constant protests of being coddled. The one time she actually got out it was a rainy day and she found herself fighting a hollow on the track of the Karakura Highschool. That was something that she had kept from Frieda, though she had a feeling that the woman knew somehow. Walking into the park Sibylle looked for a bench further in so that she could get a better look at those coming in and out of the area. She had her headphones on so that she could ignore people passing by while listening to some random idol music that Frieda had given to her to get exposed to the culture here. She was not particularly interested in this music, but she could see why people referred to them as idols over here versus rockstars or superstars like they do in America. One of many things that she was a fish out of water on as she was trying to understand Japan more as she was going to be here for three to four years while studying in university. She had made zero friends at university and that did not seem to be changing any time soon. The one bright spot for her was that Sibylle was going to be starting her internship at her cousin’s company Noir soon. She was not exactly sure what she was going to be doing there just yet, but she was excited to be making her own money and having another place to interact with people. She did not need friends to find happiness within her own life, but her grandmother had repeatedly told her that friendships were necessary to survive. Even if she did not particularly care for the other breathing flesh sacks around her, she acknowledged that having a few like minded people in her life to help pass the time might not be so bad. Reaching a bench that had the view of an intersection that had several connecting pathways and an open field area where a bunch of younger people were playing a game of some sort. Letting out a long deep sigh Sibylle sat down on the edge of the open bench looking out to the field before pulling out one of her books to do some light reading. She did not have much free time with all of the training and studying, so when she had the chance to snag a couple magazines to read she took it. Flipping through the pages of the first magazine she noticed that a lot of pages talked about the local music scene and where some concerts or festivals coming up would be happening. Lifting up the magazine Sibylle crossed her left leg over her right leg before lowering the magazine back down to her lap. She was so lost in her music and reading the magazine she had not noticed an older man had sat down on the other end of the bench. Glancing occasionally out of the side of her right peripherals she noticed that he seemed to be talking to someone, possibly even her but she did not acknowledge the conversation or fully divert her attention from the magazine. She would reach up with her right hand to pull her stray bangs to the right side of her face out of the way of her reading the next page within the magazine about a rising idol that she went to university with named Yui Tanaka. She was a late teen Japanese female that had light tanned skinned with brown eyes and long straight black hair with curls at the tips. She had become popular as a singer first then as an actress. The girl could literally do anything it would seem. [WC: 721]
  3. Stepping off the sidewalk Sibylle Opie found herself on the far outskirts on the east side of Karakura Town. This was where Master Luka Jaeger patrolled most nights while she was keeping an eye on Karakura Park, but due to recent events they were alternating days on where they patrolled. There was an increased sense of urgency and awareness after Nark Shado had arrived to stir up some trouble in Karakura Town at her expense. Since the moment the Nuevo Espada had left she had been grilled and told how lucky she was to have strived that encounter. No one respected her or the work she was putting in, they would gaslight her ego one minute then talk to her like she was five years old then next. This did not set well with her nor would it ever if this was how they would operate in the traditionalist side of the Quincy order. The words from the Master of the North, Ingrid Schmidt, stuck with her as Sibylle walked through an open part of grass where she could see the setting sun in the west. She had brought up the fact that the last the two newest masters, Frieda Thoumeaux and Luka Jaeger, had replaced the previous masters that had left to be 'Sternritters'. She knew very little about that side of the Quincies, but she did know that branch was associated with her grandmother Ermelinda Opie. This begged the question why her grandmother had not recruited her into the Sternritters and what was the point of joining this group if they were this disorganized. Maybe there was a better training system her and acted as a minor league of sorts until the Sternritters called them up as recruits. That was her current working theory, though she imagined that she would get more information the next time she talked to the Grandmaster, Agatha Zimmermann, as she sounded like she wanted to talk to the teenager. That is when Sibylle's eyes darted up as her thoughts cleared and her senses perked up as she could sense that she was no longer alone in the area. Glancing down the grassy river bank side she saw that there was a young boy curled up with his arms around his knees pulling them close to his chest. The boy was giving off some seriously sad vibes as he started to whistle, but the odd part was no one else seemed to notice the almost flute like whistle coming from the boy. There were people walking down the sidewalk without a care in the world. Rolling her eyes the white haired teenager adjusted her jacket as she started to make her way in the direction of the young boy to see if that chill she was getting was him or something hunting him. "Good evening," Sibylle says as calmly as she can as she reaches about ten feet away from the young boy so that she can make her presence known, "Are you all here all alone?" The boy does not move from his positioning as he stops whistling, yet he does bob his head up and down in a nodding motion. "Are you waiting for someone?" She inquires next not getting any closer as she looks out and around as the chill in the air is still there. The boy with short black hair simply nods again without looking up in direction. So she walks over in front of him so that she can squat down to place her hands on her knees and get eye level with the boy to ask, "Would you like me to help you find them?" That is when a long roar from the north could be heard in the area drawing Sibylle to look in that direction. There were two demi-hollows that resemble frogs in body but large boney masks that covered their whole faces. Standing up quickly Sibylle moves over in between them and the boy. She knew that the boy would not be able to see the threat, but she had to act as they were moving closer. "We should get going, something does not feel right..." Sibylle starts to say trying to play the situation off as bad vibes in the area. As she starts to glance back the boy is already standing up behind her opening his red eyes and sharp toothed grin. "So these are the ones that are choosing to come out and play with us?" the boy cheerfully inquires as his needle like tongue licks his lips before he pulls out a oddly shaped dagger from a small brown sheath. The blade has three wholes down the center, the hilt is a gold color and the handle is green with an odd shaped bottom. The boy then puts his mouth on as he moves his fingers on the holes of the blade like it is a flute where music starts to play. "What is the actual Hell," Sibylle mutters to herself as she barely has time to turn around and dodge out of the way of the two demi-hollows jumping at her. Grabbing the handle of her sabre she draws the blade to take a defensive position now that she is up the side of the river bank more looking down in the direction of the boy and the two hollows. "Well, well you are not as slow as I thought you were," the boy takes a moment to speak to her before he starts to play a different tune. This time the two demi-hollow's eyes change from a dull yellow to a deep red matching the boy's own eye color. Then in the next moment the bone faces start to crack and shift as the demi-hollows morph from frog to large rats. The sides of their body now protected and their heads more narrow the two take off in different directions. "This is why I have trust issues," Sibylle mutters to herself again as she moves from a top the river bank to the bottom with one Hirenkyaku falsh-step. "Is everything alright Opie-Chan? We noticed a spike in your reiatsu levels," the voice of the evening field analyst came into the Nagai Sasayaki by Scientist Ota Yasushi. A Nagai Sasayaki, or Long Whisper, was a special Noir earpieces that allow for long ranged communication similar to bluetooth headphones. Ota is a mid-twenties male scientist with well-kept black hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and a lean build that works under Head Scientist Kudo Chika. She had seen him a few times while training in the Projektion, but they had not formally talked other than initial introductions. He was usually grouped with two other scientists Kawai Katsuo and Fujioka Shiro to do projects for Kudo or clean up Sibylle's messes. "Everything is fine Yasushi," Sibylle replied as she narrowly dodges the next round of attacks by the two rat-like demi-hollows that seemed to be in a controlled trance by the boy with the flute dagger. "I heard it was fun around here by a friend of mine, so I thought I would come visit. Though to be fair I did not think that a Quincy would be this ignorant of our reiatsu cloaking," the boy called out with a big toothy grin on his face before he played the first tune once again drawing the rats hollows back away from Sibylle to pace back and forth in between her and the boy. "There is a couple demi-hollows and a strange boy with a dagger he is playing like a flute," She explains quickly to Ota as she starts to gather reishi around her sabre, "I do not really care who your friend is, but those two friends of yours need to go." "Tsk, tsk, tsk," the boy made the noise with his mouth in disappointment as he glared menacingly over to the white haired woman, "He would be so sad to hear that. Also, I just made their lives so much better and you want them to leave already? That just will not do. I think we will just have to kill a Quincy today instead." Lifting the butt of the dagger to his lips again the boy starts to play the second song once again, this spurs the two rat hollows to bolt away from one another and make a piercer team attack on Sibylle. She leaps into the air with a flash-step as she calls out, "Klavier." With a swift thrusting motion downward she creates six heilig Pfeil arrows that rain down upon the lower hollows three piercing into each. "Reissen," she then states before the arrows can dissipate drawing the arrows back out of their bodies to cause more discomfort for the two altered demi-hollows. "Oh? Looks like you have a few abilities," the boy says with a measured amount of excitement as he starts to play the first song again drawing the two rat hollows back to pace between them. "What is going on over there, your reishi levels are all over the place. Do you need support?" Ota inquires over the Nagai Sasayaki once again. "Busy, call back later," Sibylle spoke in a short manner to the scientist in her ear as she started to gather more reishi around the sabre in a larger degree knowing that the method so far was to piercer attack, withdraw then piercer attack again. This was a wear down tactic, but there had to be another reason for this and she was not exactly sure how the boy was able to alter and manipulate the hollows before her. The next song played from the dagger flute was different from the first two as this caused the two rat hollows to generate red balls of reiryoku in their mouths that launched into large blast like waves, these were ceros. Reacting quickly the white haired female thrust the sabre forward twice to create to enormous arrows that matched her own height, "Schlagen." The two large arrows clashed with the ceros before piercing through and colliding with the two rat hollows. This damage started to crack the bone masks and rib armor. The boy starts to play the first song once again causing the two rat hollows to limb around in a previous pacing areas. "You Quincies sure are an interesting group. I will say you are not as entertaining as I was hoping you would be," the boy states as he starts to play a fourth song with a much more sinister vibe. The two rat hollows start to create the red balls in their mouths again like they did for the third song, but this time they closed their mouths and charged at Sibylle with double the speed as they had before. She was not able to dodge out of the way as the got close up on her, so she made four quick swipes trying to launch standard Heilig Pfeil arrows as both of them. Each rat hollow was hit directly in the mask twice causing them to crack, but this led to two large explosions at a distance she could not dodge. All that was left of both of them was smoke and ashes as Sibylle stood there with her sabre up trying to defend herself. "Unlike the rest of my kind I can use some of my abilities without having to get all flashy," the boy says as he suddenly appears a few feet from her to kick the dirt of where the ashes of the rat hollows fell, "Weak hollows like that make great minions don't you think? Maybe one day I could change a gillian or adjuchas class? That would be fun...." The boy mused for a moment as he spun the dagger by the middle hole in the blade with his right middle finger, "Any who, you have friends coming to check on you and I was hoping to see why Nark Shado was so interested in capturing you instead of killing you. Guess I will have to ask him myself, you seem so ordinary.." At the mention of the Nuevo Espada Sibylle's reiatsu spiked as she spun into a slashing motion on at the boy's head only for the sabre blade to to be stopped with his left pinky finger as if she was swinging a limp foam bat. "It is not your time to die just yet, other's have your life on their list. I have a different Quincy I would like to devour. However, should you still be alive after I consume that arrogant muscle freak? Then I guess you could be my dessert." With that the boy disappears and reappears behind her to chop her in the back of the head knocking her down before she fully knew what was going on. Summoning a Descorrer, or "Loosed Void", to open a Garganta between the living world and Hueco Mundo the boy steps towards the opening as the wind kicks up the boys jacket to reveal a hole on his lower right side of his back and a number seven just above it. The boy starts to play a song that is jaunty and whimsical as he skips into the opening, she feels the weight of the area increase as if she was being suffocated by the music alone. Her turning in her hand as blood starts to pour from her mouth as if she was being punched in the face repeatedly, even though nothing was striking her face in that moment. The void soon closes behind him cutting off the sound of the music returning the area back to normal as the sound of Master Jaeger's voice could be heard calling out to her as she loses consciousness. [WC: 2,287] [Exit Thread] OCC: ------------------------------------ SO#6 [Expert of the East (2): [Sibylle Opie Exclusive] - Defeat 2 Hollows on the Eastern outskirts of Karakura. (Minimum 2,000 WC) [Expires: 04/01/2022][ACHIEVED]
  4. Arriving to the lobby of Noir early Sibylle Opie chatted up her cousin's wife Ayumi Kinoshita as she waited for the Noir Research and Development Lead Akira Kisaragi to come and get her for their field trip. The usual conversation about how Yusei Kinoshita was busy with overseas transactions and customers has been keeping him away from her and how their married life was going were the topics that Ayumi always steered towards. The teenager did not really care all that much for the personal life happenings or business transactions of her cousin, though she was sure there was interest to be had by someone of some kind. She did not really march towards the family or company line more than what interested her in the given moment. What did interest her at this moment was getting to see the Quincy Headquarters where the Traditionalist Masters operated out of nightly. The middle aged adult man with chaotic black hair, a goatee, pale like skin wearing a suit underneath the breastplate, a set of bracelets, and a headband that sat under his Hohe Sicht goggles approached them from the elevator with several files in hand. "Decided to change your tattered suit for a clean set and shaved?" Ayumi inquired with a hum of interest towards the lead. "Yes, yes," Akira replied hastily in her direction handing over a suitcase to Sibylle to carry, "Not every day the Masters agree to a impromptu visit. So I decided to look my best." "Sure it is not to impress someone else?" Ayumi pressed the drama or gossip lines even towards the leads. Something that the white haired teenager found interesting as the receptionist was of way lower rank. She had to assume this was either because of her personality or the fact she was married to the CEO. Or both. "You and I both know I do not have time for such things," Akira lamented as he kept things professional while turning to look at Sibylle, "There is a Quincy in need of training and guidance. That is where my focus is currently." "Still have to make time for yourself Kisaragi," Ayumi pouted in an annoying older sister kind of way. "Yeah, I making time during my next vacation," he replied as he motioned for the teenager to follow him towards a far set of doors past the elevators. Sibylle hurriedly gave a quick bow to Ayumi who was calling out to Akira about how he had not taken a vacation in years. This made the young woman laugh a little as she could tell that her boss was annoyed by the whole situation, this meant there was probably someone there that he had history with in some form. "That woman will talk your ear off if you let her," Akira mutters as he swipes his badge to open the doors to a open garage area where several vehicles are parked. There was a couple cars, several bikes, and at the back one tank. "Whoa, quite a selection you have here," Sibylle stated with amusement in her voice for what felt like the first time in a while. They made their way down the stairs past the bikes first heading towards the sleek looking cars. "Noir has their hands in a lot of technological markets. A lot of patens on future technology that could change the game for many people. The motorcycles are called Biene or Bees built for speed and quick dispatching. Something we hope to get the clearance on for at least the masters here soon, the batteries are made from a very unstable source of power. However if we can lock that in, could be the very next thing that will help the Quincy Traditionalists in the war with Hollows," Akira explained as they walked over so that he could place his hands on one of the bikes that looks similar to a Aprilia Tuono V4 to activate a few lights and pressing a few buttons is able to show her all of the storage compartments for Gintō and Seele Schneiders. "The Tragen or Bears, are the armored trucks built for mass deployment and resource movement," Akira explained as he closes all of the compartments and turns the bike back off, "Like the Biene, the whole system has plenty of storage and is set to be powered off the new type of battery we are trying to create. Unfortunately neither of them are in permanent working order yet and as such cannot be put into the field yet. The risk is too high." "That is unfortunate," Sibylle said with a level of disappointment in her voice as she looked back towards the tank. "The Hornkäfer Panzer or Horn Beetle Tank was a gift from the government," Akira stated as they walked past the set of H2 Hummer looking vehicles to look at the repurposed Arjun looking tank, "This was a wrecked piece of technology that the CEO bought after a hollow destroyed a section of a base. Unable to identify how or why it happened, Kinoshita reached a deal and contract with the government to get possession of the tank for studying. We obviously knew what had happened to it, but gave us access to a tank. The farthest thing from completion, but it is a pet project of the CEO to get that running one day to deal with swarms of Gillians." "Come this way," Akira pulled the distracted teenager away from the tank towards another set of stairs that led downward into the actual garage where everyone parked their cars. Using his badge once again to get into the garage proper he waited to close the door behind them before unlocking his own van so that he and Sibylle could depart. "This is quite the downgrade after seeing all of those," Sibylle commented as she got into the passenger seat and put her seat belt on after closing the door. "What can I say? I stay within my budget," Akira replied getting in and taking off from the parking spot towards the exit and out on the main road. About an hour later they arrived to a large rectangular building within downtown Karakura Town. There were no identifying symbols or corporate insignias to draw the distinction that this was the right location, in fact Sibylle would have driven right by it had Akira not driven right up to the gate. They were let into an enclosed parking area after getting directions into the main building and where to go once we get inside. Akira parked the car and led the way into the average looking building that opened up into what appeared to be a former sports arena of a high school. Waiting inside were a group of people that looked familiar and some that she did not recognize. Agatha Zimmermann was the short elderly woman with ghostly pale white skin, long gray hair pulled back into a bun wearing white uniform with blue trim and a wooden cane. Near her was Sibylle's roommate Frieda Thoumeaux, an adult woman with cream skin, red eyes, messy blond hair wearing the standard Quincy white uniform. To Frieda's left was her master Lukas Jaeger, a middle aged man with light brown skin, short jet black hair wearing the standard Quincy white uniform. There was a host of other Quincies wearing similar outfits that were noticeably less decorated behind them moving around heading down into the seating areas. "Lead Kisaragi and Expert of the East Opie welcome to our headquarters," Agatha greeted the two of them as she pulled away from the conversation with the two masters to walk over to them. Her cane clicked down before each step with an hollowed echo as both masters give a wave to the newcomers. "Grandmaster Zimmermann, thank you for the gracious invitation and opportunity to come here," Akira returned the greeting with a bow, which Sibylle followed his lead on. "Yes, yes. I trust that you have the full reports and brought the prototypes?" Agatha inquired as she eyed the teenager up and down. "Correct, we have brought the Gebildet suit and Hohe Sicht goggles," he points to the case that Sibylle had been lugging around then to the goggles on his head. Pulling them off he hands the goggles over to Agatha to which she looks them over then nonchalantly tosses them in Frieda's direction. This draws a panicked lift of Akira's hand until Frieda snags the goggles from the air with ease. "Lead Kisaragi join Masters Jaeger and Thoumeaux in the suite to watch the match. I will take Sibylle with me to properly introduce her to Master Schmidt and Wagner," Agatha directed the three older members of the conversation as she waved for the white haired teenager to follow her, "First we have to stop so you can change into that prototype suit." They make their way into a back area then into the women's locker room where Sibylle can get changed into the Formed Suit. "How has your recovery and training been going? You did not seem particularly amused when I stopped by yesterday," Agatha asks from around the corner loud enough for the teenager to hear as she pulled the suit from the suitcase. "Slower than I want, but I was able to get a better understanding of how Gintō can be used differently. So at least it is not boring working with Lead Kisaragi," Sibylle replied as she pulled the baggy suit up and over turning so she could zip it up in the back. Walking around she is greeted with a puzzled expression from the elderly woman. "Figured you wanted to see how the suit worked," Sibylle explained as she activated her reishi enough to cause the suit to snap into a form fit snug to her body. "Well, that is different," Agatha whistled as she walked around the teenager while Sibylle put the Gintō capsules into the hardened storage holders built into the suit. "Ah, okay. So the suit has a built in system to gather reiryoku after being activated by reishi," Agatha states correctly as she investigates and watches the vials starting to fill up, "That could very useful or very dangerous depending how strong those hardened holders are. Weakness to be tested I am sure. How does it feel to wear?" "The first week or so it was not very comfortable, but after that I actually found myself becoming more comfortable and got used to the freedom of movement it provided," Sibylle replied as she tapped her right foot on the ground to show that even the foot holds turned into hardened shoes, "Not sure how much force they can handle, but I have taken a few arrows and blasts in training. This is not field tested at all, so I am curious what kind of resistance this will provide." "You and everyone else dear," Agatha replied as she gave the teenager a nod, "This way. We have a lot of people waiting to see what the Prodigy of the Opie's is all about. Maybe, I will get to learn something new about you today." With that the older woman led Sibylle out into the gymnasium where two people were standing across from one another with all the seats in the arena filled. "Master Schmidt and Wagner," Agatha greeted both of them as she reached about twenty feet away from them with the teenager to her right, "This is Sibylle Opie. Please introduce yourselves." The six foot eight inch tall muscular man with tanned skin, short blonde hair, and blue eyes wearing a military white suit and hat stepped towards her with a dramatic bow as he spoke, "My name is Fynn Wagner, the Master of the West. It is a pleasure to properly meet you and I would like to apologize once again for being slow to reaching you." "Hello, it really is not...." Sibylle barely gets out before the murmur grew into a fervor of chants. This caused Sibylle to be a little confused, but the short adult woman with smooth lightly tanned skin, red hair cut into a bob, orange cat-like eyes wearing the standard Quincy white uniform was standing next to Fynn. "Quit being so dramatic Wagner-Sama," the drastically shorter person stated as she punched him in the left arm causing him to react with a flinch as if that hit hurt, "Name is Ingrid Schmidt, Master of the North. I can see why Jaeger-sama wanted you all to himself. Hopefully you do not lose that pretty face today." "What is that supposed to mean?" Sibylle replied to the half formal half informal speech that the youngest looking Master spoke with. "Oh, you will find out soon enough Snow White," Ingrid replied with a flick of her wrist before grabbing Fynn by the ear and dragging him away from the teenager to scold him. Agatha took this opportunity to walk to the center of the arena floor as she struck the bottom of the cane down on the floor to create a echoing effect that drowned out all the cheering and chanting. "Today is an opportunity to see the future of Quincy combat and technology. Everyone here is aware of what Master Schmidt and Wagner bring to the organization. This is the Expert of the East, Sibylle Opie. She is also a representative of the Noir Research and Development team that will be displaying the capabilities of what the Gebildet Suit is capable of. Do remember everyone that she has the most extensive training and understanding with this formed suit. Depending how today's test run goes, the prototype could be moved into production faster or delayed. No pressure." The last part was directed over to the teenager as the old woman smiled before turning back to the two masters to say, "Remember to show some restraint." Fynn Wagner gave a firm nod of acknowledgement while Ingrid Schmidt stuck out her tongue at Agatha. "I shall go first," Fynn stepped up to announce his intentions after Agatha made her way to the sidelines where a bench was so she could sit down and watch. "Okay," Sibylle replied as they moved in a circling pattern to keep the twenty foot distance from one another. "I shall use my full regular strength first to test the durability of the suit. I suggest if you have any doubts to prepare whatever defenses you might have," Fynn states as his expression changes to a more serious tone as he steps towards the teenager then in the blink he was punching into her stomach launching her backwards sliding across the ground. What the Hell was that? she thought to herself as she spit up some blood as she rolls to her side then jumps up. She could not track that movement or punch at all. The punch itself was already creating a bruise on her lower stomach. She could not activate her Blut Vene fast enough to counteract the bunch. "Interesting, the suit itself is not a measure of protection but rather a regulatory system for reiryoku. It relies on the wearer to be able to control their own reishi and works in concert with your Blut ability. Durability is able to withstand an average adjuchas brute strike without damaging of the suit," Fynn stated aloud through the cheers and shouting that erupted after his punch landed, "Need to work on your timing and speed of acting your Blut Vene. I gave you a warning and you were still too slow. This next one will probably hurt as I will be using my Schrift - M for Might." The man then tears open his shirt as an M forms on the right side of his chest as the pressure in the area changes as he slowly walks over to her stating, "I will use ten percent of my strength. This is roughly on par with a Vasto Lorde or Espada." The next moment the man was below her lifting her up by her stomach with an uppercut that explodes with a wind burst from the sheer force. Thinking quickly Sibylle dashes to the side with a Hirenkyaku flash-step so that she would not collide with the ceiling. How the Hell was that only TEN PERCENT? This man is a monster, she thought to herself as that much was easily twice the previous punch he had landed. "Still standing? Well met Opie-Chan," Fynn expressed with a hint of enthusiasm as he nodded a few times, "Not many can withstand that level of a bunch. Though something tells me you are putting on a brave face for your boss, master, and the crowd. Crying out in pain is not a show of weakness." "Cut the crap Wagner-Sama, everyone knows you only used two percent of your power," Ingrid called out to Fynn in an antagonistic way as she had already drawn a Heilig Bogen in the form of a shortbow, "Klavier." The short red haired woman fires a multitude of Heilig Pfeil arrows with one hand at a rapid speed. This was the Piano technique that she was familiar with, however for some reason the holy arrows were lingering in the suit and in her body. The pain was welling up and she could not just sit around and keep taking punches. She nor the suit were going to last long if she just stood around taking a beating so she would move around using Hirenkyaku flash-steps. "Oh you think moving around will help? I like a moving target. Licht Regen," Ingrid calls out now above Sibylle as she gathers a large amount of Reiryoku at her left shoulder. Then the Rain of Light fires down in a volley of arrows upon Sibylle unable to avoid getting pierced by several of the arrows. Each one of these arrows packed so much of a punch that she could feel the blood from the wounds and burning from the arrows lingering around. She moved to pulled them out, but the burning sensation was still there. Most of her arrows dissolved after they stuck into the hollows she hit, but the woman was able to keep the arrows in longer somehow. "You seem to be confused by something," Ingrid mocks Sibylle as she appears to the teenagers left, "Reissen or Rend? Have you not learned this ability yet? Allows my arrows to stay lodged in my prey for a time even after the arrow is removed. The fun trick is that I can can forcibly recall that energy." With that Ingrid closed her left hand into a fist drawing all the lingering reiryoku out of Sibylle tearing at her wounds causing the burning sensation to return once again for a moment. "Subjugate, Ersticken!" Sibylle commanded as she tossed two Gintō to ensnare Ingrid with two ropes of Reiryoku that solidify into metal. "Really? Are you stupid?" Ingrid inquires frustrated in the teenager's direction she turns her head to see her arching a slash with her sabre to create a Licht Regen volley of arrows raining down. "Is this the best you have? These barely tickle, no wonder everyone had to rush to save you," Ingrid mocked as she remained locked with the metal and the arrows stuck into her body. "Reissen," Sibylle stated as she drew the reiryoku from the logged arrows to pull back out from the smaller woman grimacing in some discomfort, "I know that hurt." "So you are a quick learner," Ingrid laughed as an ominous intensity started to seep from her body forming a P on her left cheek as orange flames started encase her arms melting the metalized reiryoku that was binding her. "My Schrift is P for Phoenix. Let us see if you can handle the fire," Ingrid called out as she flash-stepped to the right side of Sibylle this time as the fire shifted from her arms to her face in the form of a bird like face, "Phoenix's Breath!" With that command a flamethrower-like wave of fire aiming to engulfed the teenager. "Oh seed of flood, spread! Regentropfen!" Sibylle called out as she threw a Gintō that released Reiryoku that turned into a blast of water that clashed with the intense flames. This did not completely counteract the Phoenix Breath as it was still overpowering her, however she was able to deal with the remaining heat as it was not the full force sent in her direction. "Pour, waters of this sacred chalice and drink thy fill, Taufe," Sybille states as she pulls one of the Gintō to pour over some of her wounds. "Impressive. The suit is able to handle some of lower level flames and Good to see Kisaragi-sama has not lost his touch. Wonder how much this suit can actually withstand... let us find out!" Ingrid calls out menacingly as she starts to gather fire in front of her once again in the form of a bird's head. [WC: 3,497/3,150 (Genius 10% WC Requirement Reduction)][Learned Heilig Pfeil: Reissen]
  5. Waking up the next morning to an early alarm set by Frieda Thoumeaux so that she would have time to get ready for university Sibylle Opie found herself still sore all over, particularly her feet and hands were not in the best of shape. Rolling over she decided that today was not going to be a get out of bed day. She hurt too much and did not want to do anything today. Her long hair was not pulled up into her usual hair style, because after she got out of the shower the previous night she was too exhausted to do anything special to prepare for the next day. Fixing her hair would take too much energy and in her mind there was no point wasting what energy she did have on something she did not want to do. This all stemmed from the airplane crash over a week ago for Sibylle. After that crash she started to see outlines of invisible creatures and then eventually ghosts themselves. While staying in the hospital she started to see and hear more of these ghosts. After leaving the hospital a few nights back she had her first encounter with an evil spirit with a white fish head mask and black humanoid body that she later learned was called a Hollow. The mortal enemies of the Quincy race to which the teenager was a pure-blood, or Echt. Frieda had appeared just in time to activate the silver-eyed teenager’s Quincy blood technique known as Blut. This was represented by the dull blue veins that appeared after the spiritual power awakening. Frieda quickly eliminated the hollow. Returning inside Frieda allowed Sibylle to ask a few questions before the teenager passed out on the couch. The next morning the two talked briefly before the red-eyed woman decided they were going to head out to a park not too far away. Upon reaching this park they found an area where they could train in peace near a river within a forested area. Frieda explains that the Quincies are a human race that has the ability to manipulate spiritual energy known as reishi. They wear the five point cross known as the Quincy Zeichen. After this the teenager then learns about the two different types of blut; the defensive Blut Vene and offensive Blut Arterie. The main weapon of a Quincy is a spiritual bow known as the Heilig Bogen that can fire holy arrows called Heilig Pfeil. The last of the techniques trained was the high speed movement Hirenkyaku, which allowed a Quincy to create platforms of reishi under their feet to get from one location to another. “And what do you think you are doing?” the chilling feminine voice of Frieda cut through the air to disrupt the teenager’s thoughts, “You are running out of time to get ready and I do not think you want your first day in university to be looking like a slob.” “I am not going today,” Sibylle protested with her back still facing the door. She could feel the temperature in the room drop by about thirty degrees creating goose bumps up her exposed right arm. She pulled her blanket up and over her shoulder as if to hide under them. “You decided this all on your own? That is fine, but if you are not going to university then you are making the choice to be sent back home and I am sure Ermelinda Opie-sama would be thrilled to see you again so soon. You are only here on the condition that you go to university. Anything else you happen to learn or deal with is just a bonus,” Frieda spoke with an eerie calm to her voice as the room seemed to get so cold for a moment that the white haired teenager could actually see her breath escaping her mouth while shivering. “Ffffinnne, fine… fine. I...I….I get...get your point,” SIbylle frustratingly tossed her covers off turning to actually look at the shaggy blonde haired woman with the temperature back to normal in an instant. “Good to see we have an understanding,” Frieda spoke as her red eyes locked onto the teenager for a moment before turning to head out of the room, “You might want to hurry since you wasted so much precious time.” The door to Sibylle’s room close with a thud as the teenager could be heard cursing the woman out. [WC: 738]
  6. This weekend had brought her on a very long walk by the Karakura Town High School. Her teacher and roommate Frieda Thoumeaux had told her a lot of the hollows had appeared near here in the past. The teenager was told to steer clear of this area while she was still in trainee status. So naturally she wanted to do the opposite as she was in a new country, found out that she belonged to a superior race of humans known as Quincy, and she was quite tired of feeling helpless. There was so much new in her life now that she was in Japan and she did not want to lose this rush that she was feeling. Recalling what Frieda had told her the other day about the dark spirits known as hollows she just had to keep an eye out for any soul that clung to their previous life and the trauma that came with having lived at all. Any soul that becomes a Hollow is driven by an unrelenting hunger to devour other souls. This was regardless of the living or dead as they were in a way trying to fill the void that drove them to becoming this demonic creature in the first place. The descent into a mindless beast is fairly quick for most hollows. However, Frieda did warn of those that were crafier as they were strong hollows trying to rise in the ranks often by feeding on their own kind to reach this mountain top. This was a weekend plus the added fact that there was a dreary rain coming down around her. Sibylle walked along the sidewalk near Karakura High School. This school was located in the Gakuenchō area of Karakura Town surrounded by trees. The school complex consists of several buildings and open areas. Some of these buildings vary from one to four stories with flat rooftops encircled railings. The track out back has six lanes circling a court-like area. This was a pretty typical Japanese high school from what the teenager could tell. Pulling her hood down slightly as she stepped through the bushes Sibylle looked over to her left where the buildings were located. Even in the rain she could tell that they were structurally sound and well designed for a modern building. This whole town was a hotbed for high spiritual pressure people, the teenagers that attended this high school were no exception. Most of them had no idea that the Hollows would be coming for them if they were not careful, but Frieda explained that the Shinigami and Quincy while opposing forces did have one goal in common; to protect souls from being devoured. Their methods were the main difference; Quincies preferred to destroy the hollow’s soul outright, while the Shinigami tried to purify them so that something called the balance of souls could be maintained. Looking across the track Sibylle notices a ghost of a child walking across and stops in the middle to look into the sky. A chill soon followed as the sinister aura of a hollow could be felt nearby. Acting quickly the silver-eyed teenager activates her defensive Blut ability known as Blut Vene. Blood Vein technique, granted her inhuman durability as long as the faint dull blue pattern tracing the veins beneath the surface of her skin. Looking around she did not see any hollows coming, but the presence felt like it was nearby. She was struggling to match up to the spiritual power that the creature was putting out as the air felt like weighed down gravity. The boy soon drops to his knees in pain crying out in indistinguishable words. She goes to step forward, but stops immediately as the boy turns revealing a hole in his chest. In the next moment the boy’s body morphs into a hollow with a humanoid upper body with red arms, red eyes, a white mask, long black hair, and a snake-like lower body. “ARRRAGGGHHHH!!!” The creature screams out in rage as he recoils his body after the scream. Reaching forward with her left hand into the light rain Sibylle summons forth her Heilig Bogen from her mother’s Quincy cross necklace that was wrapped around her left wrist. The activation of the bright blue holy bow burning away the wetness on her hands as she shifted her body so that she could brace for firing one of her holy arrows. Drawing the bowstring back she creates a Heilig Pfeil aimed directly at the hollow’s mask. The holy arrow snaps from her figure bursting forward bashing the hollow directly in the forehead. An explosion follows launching the upper half of the hollow backwards into the ground. A sly smirk crosses Sibylle’s face as she thinks about how easy her first hollow after training was to fall so easily. That confidence soon wavered as she noticed the tail twitch then the upper half snapped back to being upright once again. The air was forceful enough to knock the creature backwards, but the white mask only had a scuff mark without any cracks at all. “Well that sucks,” the American teenager muttered to herself as she held the Heilig Bogen ready to draw another holy arrow. However, the hollow leaned back and spat out a stream of dark green liquid in her directly that she was only able to partially dodge out of the way thanks to Hirenkyaku. This liquid was like an acid burning away at the right side of her clothes so she quickly rips the hoodie off tossing it to the ground near her. Thanks to the Blut Vene she was unharmed by this attack, but she could tell that a strong dose or continued exposure could be detrimental to her health. “ARRRAGGGHHHH!!!” The creature yells once again as he launches towards her only for her to use the reishi platforms under her feet to use Hirenkyaku once again. Sliding to a stop she speaks out the incantation through the rain as she reaches for a silver tube on her right belt, "Tilt the goblet to the west - Wolke!" Spiking the ginto down in between them she creates a large blast. "Feel the wrath of battle and accept this sacred chalice - Heizen!" She speaks out another incantation as soon as the creature rips through the smoke tossing four more ginto into the air. This time she creates a transparent rectangular cube that slices through the right shoulder of the hollow. This destroys half the mask and removes the right arm as well. “Sorry for your luck,” Sibylle speaks aloud as she switches to Blut Arterie so that she can amplify the power of her Heilig Bogen, “But I am not going to lose to another fucking hollow.” The red veins appear on her forearms as she draws back another Heilig Pfeil firing it directly into the hollow’s right eye. Screeching back for a moment and wiggling around the creature lets out another scream, “ARRRAGGGHHHH!!!” [WC: 1160] OCC: ------------------------------------ SO#4 [Super Sibylle (2): [Sibylle Opie Exclusive] - Obliterate a Hollow in Karakura (Minimum 2,000 WC/1160). [Expires: 05/01/2020]
  7. Waking up the next morning on the couch with a stiff neck to the smell of steaming vegetables Sibylle shifted her weight so that she could sit upright. Stretching her arms upward she felt her stiff back crack a few times. Getting up off the couch she turned the corner to see the mess of curly blonde hair that was Frieda Thoumeaux. “Look who decided to do something with her day,” the red-eyed woman stated sarcastically as she continued to cook breakfast, “Sit down and get eating. We have somewhere to go today.” “We do? I thought you said yesterday we would relax before I had to go to school tomorrow,” the teenager protested as she slid the nearest chair half way out, which was just enough for her to sit down and rotate her legs under the table. “Well, after last night plans have changed,” Frieda replies nonchalantly as he places a few different bowls and plates down for them to pick and choose what they want to eat. “Itadakimasu,” the pale woman blesses her food before picking the vegetables with chopsticks. “Uh… do you have a fork or a spoon?” Sibylle asks as she looks down to the chopsticks next to her plate. “No time like the present to learn how to adapt to other cultures,” Frieda states casually in a way that made it clear that it was chopsticks or eating with her hands like a heathen. “Fine, fine,” Sibylle mutters under her breath as she breaks the chopsticks apart so that she can literally stab at things out of defiance. “I can already tell training you is going to be a real delight,” Frieda states dryly with heavy undertones of sarcasm as she begins to feed herself. “Training me? Don’t tell me you are going to make me do all the stuff Grandmother was making me do?” Sibylle questioned in clear protest, “Look, I don’t know how much she’s paying you but it’s not enough.” “We can both agree on that last part, but she is not the one paying me to train you,” the woman corrects the teenager without even seeming bothered to make eye contact, “Your cousin has requested that arrangements in your schedule be made so that your Quincy training becomes a priority. Needless to say, whatever free time you thought you had? You no longer have that now that your powers have been awakened. This area will become a hotbed for trouble until you learn to control your powers.” “Fine. Whatever,” Sibylle stated in an annoyed tone as she chews on some broccoli before looking down at the rice trying to figure out how she was going to even get enough to eat before they left. “Look. You can be a pain or you can cooperate,” Frieda says as her red eyes finally catch Sibylle’s silver eyes for a moment, “Either way. Your life changed last night and if you want to live you will take this seriously. More serious than anything in your entire life. Because now that you are spiritually aware, hollows will come here and I will not always be around to bail you out of trouble. Now eat up, you are going to need all the strength you can muster for today’s training.” The rest of breakfast was mostly in silence as the teenager struggled with the chopsticks and contemplated how her life had changed so drastically over the last week. “Normally we will be training in the gym here, but for today we will be heading to a nearby park,” Frieda explains as they get into her black Toyota Prius. About twenty minutes go by before they reach this park, during that time Sibylle remains silent as she looks out the passenger side window to the left of the car. There were a lot of buildings in the area to think there was a forested park like area nearby was a bit crazy in her mind, but the teenager shrugged it off as another oddity that came with being in a different country. The headaches were returning as she thought more about the ghostly man on the bench and being crushed by the white-masked creature the night before. Arriving to the park the two women exited the car so that it could be locked while they made their way deep into the more forested area. This was so that they could get away from gawkers, runners, and other normal citizens. “Today you will learn about Reishi,” Frieda states plainly as she steps into an open area near a small river, “But before you can learn how to manipulate Reishi, you must learn what reishi is.” Raising up her left hand like she had the previous night the pale-skinned woman reveals the black glove once again as she shifts her fingers drawing blue energy to her hand that formed into a bow. “Reishi or Spirit particles are the main component material of all spiritual matter,” Frieda continues to explain as she holds the glowing blue longbow to her left side, “The amount of Reishi found in the land of the living is much lower than you would find in Soul Society or Heuco Mundo. Reishi composes everything in those two worlds, including the Souls and Hollows as they have spiritual bodies. However, free Reishi can be found in places like this that are closer to nature.” “I feel like you are reading off a fantasy novel,” Sibylle replied as she squats down near the small river to look at her reflection in the mostly still water, “One of the books grandmother sent with me talked about demon spirits and death gods. The impact of meeting a Hollow has lessened somewhat by the stories I read in the book. You keep mentioning Shinigami or Death God a bunch, but I did not see one yesterday.” “They are around, but often they are too stretched thin or neglectful in recent years,” Frieda states with a twinge of ire in her voice, “Quincy and Shinigami have drastically different points of view on how Hollows should be dealt with. Because of that there have been many wars over the years between our two races. That is a history lesson for another day. All you need to know for today is that we do not get along and they are made of Reishi.” “Got it,” Sibylle replies half listening and half wondering what the body of Reishi would be like? How was it different from a human’s body? “Quincy collect these spirit particles to use for combat in the form of Spirit Weapons.” “That longbow is a spirit weapon then?” The teenager asks as she glances over her shoulder for only a moment before turning her head back to look into the water. “Correct, by gathering Reishi in the atmosphere or by channeling your Reiryoku, Spiritual Power, you are able to make spiritual weapons. Reiryoku is your spiritual sensitivity and willpower to manifest Quincy's various abilities from within. That is Reishi Manipulation, collecting these spirit particles from the environment around us then using that as fighting power. Powerful Quincies do not really experience a difference between Reishi and Reiryoku as a power source.” “So I just hold out my hand, ask for spirits around me to like me or until I find my inner power,” Sibylle replies sarcastically as she places her hands on her knees lowering her chin down to rest it on her right hand, “Still seems like something straight out of a fantasy book or anime. What do I have to do to be able to make this happen?” “This here is the Heilig Bogen, or Sacred Bow, is the traditional standard bow formed by a Quincy to use as their primary weapon. In order for you to create this you must be in an area with Reishi, have sufficient spirit energy to create a weapon, and a Quincy Cross. The Quincy Cross is a focus that gives you the ability to create a spiritual weapon. Without one you cannot form a spiritual weapon,” Frieda explains as the longbow disappears so that she can turn her black gloves hand to show the teenager the five-point cross on the back, “The Quincy cross is usually on a necklace or wrist band, similar to the one of your mothers. This glove is known as a Leiden Hant, or Glove of Suffering, that I can use as my focus. It has the Quincy Zeichen, or Destruction Symbol, just like the necklace represents.” She gestures at her own longbow to demenstrate some of the differences. “So you’re telling me all I have to do is hold my mother’s necklace really tight and I will become the next Robin Hood?” Sibylle replied in jest as she tilted her head so that she could pull the necklace out from under her undershirt and hold the Quincy Zeichen in her left hand. “Something like that,” Frieda replied with a long deep sigh, “That weapon will only be limited to your own ability to create and fire arrows until your stamina or there is no free Reishi to absorb around you.” Pulling the necklace up and over her hair the teenager uncoils her body slightly so that she was sitting upright, but still squatting down. Hooking the necklace around her left wrist so that it could dangle still she reached out to the left of her body with a straight arm. “So… like this?” Sibylle asks as she closes her eyes imagining all of these spirit particles that were around her in the area. Her mind took the ball and ran with it as if painting on a canvas focusing on her mother’s Quincy Cross becoming a longbow similar to what she had seen Frieda create a couple times now. Opening her now bright blue eyes and letting out a deep sigh Sibylle comments, “Guess I passed the first test huh?” Before her was her very own Heilig Bogen ready to launch arrows, but did not have any arrows to fire just yet. “Somewhat. Being an Echt definitely helps,” Frieda states dryly at the ease at which the white-haired teenager had created the standard quincy bow, “That is only the first two steps; Learning how to manipulate Reishi and how to create Heilig Bogen. Now you need to learn how to make Heilig Pfeil, or Holy Arrows, without passing out. Do you think you are ready for that?” “Sure,” Sibylle replies with a shrug as she stands up, “Not like I can go anywhere without you pestering me about this any time soon.” The teenager’s interest was starting to peak, but she was not going to show it just yet. The amazement of holding a spirit energy bow was still sinking in. [WC: 1794][Learned Heilig Bogen]
  8. The flight from General Mitchell International Airport to Seattle-Tacoma International Airport was mostly filled up with several books that Sibylle's grandmother had given her to study. The literature included advanced case studies on the human psyche in regards to dealing with the paranormal. Grandmother Ermelinda Opie was a no-nonsense kind of person, so this seemed a bit odd. However, she noted that the other literature included Japanese myths on spirits and death gods, a book about chakra, case studies on people claiming to see soul-devouring monsters, and all of the top tourist spots to see while in Japan. The mixture was definitely different, but she was sure there was some boring reason that her grandmother had thrown all of that into her travel bag. Reaching Seattle the layover took about two hours before Sibylle was on her connecting flight to Haneda Airport in Ota City, Tokyo, Japan. This leg of the flight was going to be another ten and a half hours. The teenage threw her headphones on under her long gray hoodie to drowned out the couple sitting next to her. The freedom to be out on her own was a feeling she was not exactly sure how to deal with as she looked out the small economy window waiting for the airplane to take off. Her silver eyes cast a distance glance through the slight reflection of her own face, she could see in the window. Pressing her lips together, the teenager curled up in her seat looking out this window while her music kicked onto the next song. About a half hour goes by before the flight attendants do their spiel about safety and what to do in case of emergencies. Sibylle only half paid attention to this, as she found herself lost in thought about what this trip to Japan was going to mean for her life. As far as she was concerned every moment of her life had been planned out by her grandmother to a frustratingly suffocated degree. If she did not know better she would think that her grandmother was trying to relive her life without any of the mistakes she had made. She did not really care for her grandmother's plan for her, but she was interested in getting away and possibly discovering who she was outside of that prison-like atmosphere. With the airplane in the night sky Sibylle allowed herself to get as comfortable as possible so that she could sleep during the flight. This comfortability was basically nonexistent, but she managed to get about eight hours of sleep before she woke up needing to use the restroom. She gestured to the woman reading a book next to her that she was going to get up. The woman nudged her husband waking him up, so that the teenager could make her way to the back of the airplane. Returning to her seat after her business was done Sibylle feigned a nice smile as she made her way past the couple once again. They tried to make small talk with her, but she simply bowed her head pretending to go back to sleep. The Pacific ocean was already starting lit up by the sun during her time asleep before, mostly as she could see when the skies were clear of clouds. Popping open book about spirits and death gods Sibylle let out a deep sigh. Guessing I will read this book now, she thought to herself as the music shifted to another song with a dreary undertone to it. She found the stories a little amusing as a thought experiment, but to think a whole culture believed that these things were real was almost laughable to her. However, she did like to understand why people gravitated to the thought of people having a life after death. She, herself, was not fully sold on what was next, but there was no coming back from the dead she knew that much. So, to cling onto the dead so strongly that they believed in ghosts and grim reapers was almost laughable to her. The pictures in this particular book painted death gods as black kimono wearing katana wielding samurai fighting evil souls with white masks of creatures attached to their massive grotesque bodies. To her this was just another way for people to romanticize death and their way to coup with losing loved ones. The human psyche was so fragile that it would make up just about anything in order to get by another day. Fooling themselves into thinking that they did enough to help during that person's life and that there was no way they had been negligible to the deceased in any way. At least, that was what her research and experience with people had led her to believe. Coming into Japan after what felt like an eternity Sibylle let out a long deep sigh. She patiently waited as pressure from the winds intensified outside. The airplane started to shake uncontrollably for a moment and then there was a sharp jerking motion as she cracked her head against the window. Her vision became blurred as the sounds around her of mass hysteria consumed her now exposed eardrums with her headphones slid down to her neck. "Are you ok?" The woman next to her as the teenager nods signaling that she was okay even though blood was trickling down the side of her head. Through the chaos the flight attendants tried to regain order with the captain speaking over the loud speaker, "Everyone please remain claim, we will be exiting through the emergency exits momentarily." Eventually a medical person comes over to check on Sibylle helping her get bandaged up as she waited for her turn to go down the slide to the rafts taking people to shore. The airplane had crashed in the ocean before reaching Japan proper. There were several boats and vessels nearby helping with the wrecked plane. Taking a closer look at the side of the wing appeared to have three serrated claws like marks that were unnatural for the wind or gunfire to make. The damage in her mind did not make much sense, but she also was not an expert on airplanes or how wings could get randomly destroyed out of nowhere like that. That is when her eyes noticed something moving in the water pushing past a boat as if it was a lumbering invisible creature. "Hey," Sibylle called out to the woman next to her, "Do you see that over there?" "Yeah, the waves of water are giving the rescuers a hard time," the woman replied as if the water being moved around was a natural phenomenon. She rubbed her eyes a few times before looking in that direction again and the shiloutte of the massive invisible creature was gone without a trace. Maybe I am losing my mind. That hit to my head must have been more severe than I originally thought, she thought to herself as she turned away from the wreckage waiting for the raft to get pulled to shore. [WC: 1177]
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