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[willhavewings]

Who: The eight homunculi and any victims that come their way.
What: Homunculi on the hunt
When: Any time
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: Man eating giant: cockroaches, praying mantis, pitcher plant, rhino and chameleon and the women who love them.

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Since it was bound to happen

[sonofwinterlion]

[Location: Dolphin Room
Time: About Four pm?
Encounter: ICHIGO. (he's number four, right?)]

I was actually going PM you asking if you wanted Hitsu to have a one on one with Ichiclone!

[willhavewings]

[Hey Hitsu, you might feel a slightly cracked and dirty but very recognizable reiatsu signature coming from a tall fellow wearing a full motor cyclist get up including helmet who is sitting at the edge of the water, as if he is unable to decide if he should go in or not.]

:D Yeeeshu! I mean, he needs to get Ichi back for that punc in DDR.

[sonofwinterlion]

[Why yes, he definitely feels that reiatsu and it's familiarity. His eyes couldn't help but narrow at it at the difference from normal... And especially since... Kurosaki was not on the ship. The books tucked under his arm from the library, since he was writing the summaries to catalog them, stiffened to his side as his head whipped towards the water. No, he wasn't sure... but still, maybe...]

Kurosaki!

[/mun fail.]

Plus he's the one most likely to get into a fight with the guy the easiest.

[willhavewings]

[The helmeted fellow raises his head, glancing around...That word...Once his creator accidentally calls him that. Ichigo mrkII stands up, turning to look at Hitsu curiously. He can pick up something from him... It's his first time seeing a being with power that felt like his.]

OI!

[He calls back, with a voice that would ALSO be familiar.]

Hitsu takes offense to that ;0; sobs and I hope this is alright, considering hitsu doesn't do deceit

[sonofwinterlion]

[Hitsugaya had always been one to notice the off... well off on initial meeting. It made him jump to conclusions, perhaps, but there was no doubt in the fact that something was wrong her. He placed the books down, ivory eyes narrowed evenly. Hyourinmaru was on his back, as always, but he wasn't going to draw it. Everything about this person felt familiar, but Hitsugaya had grown to know Ichigo well enough to know his presence on hindsight.]

...No. Who are you?

Works for me, as long as he has some doubt, for the interestin' stuff later.

[willhavewings]

[The Ichigo clone simply shakes his head, under his helmet.]

Little kids should give their names first.

[Of course, Ichigo had just shouted to catch the shinigami's attention-not to imply he was Kurosaki.]

What're you shouting about, kid?

XD Hitsu's learned not to drop straight to conclussions but it is Hitsu. :|

[sonofwinterlion]

[...Ichigo called him Toushirou, he knew his namme. Hitsugaya kept this thought to himself before speaking in the easy monotone again.]

I'm not a kid. [And you know that. :|]

...You remind me of someone.

Either way it's gonna raise questions.

[willhavewings]

[The clone gave the exact little laugh that Ichigo would give sometimes when feeling particularly cocky.]

That doesn't surprise me...

[Pause.]

Kid.

Definitely. :| Obviously Hitsu is questioning, but for the sake of rp, keepnig him down

[sonofwinterlion]

[/Icon fits.]

[Eyes stayed narrow, and for a moment Hitsugaya's fingers wanted to go for the blade on his back. Everything in his mind was screaming not right.]

That's Captain Hitsugaya to you.

Gonna be awkward explaining this to the other shinigamis at any rate.

[willhavewings]

Like hell.

[That's all he'll be saying.]

'lol. sorry guys, ichigo's some sick demon thing?'

[sonofwinterlion]

[He closed his eyes momentarily, feeling the rising anger but leveling himself. Control, Hitsugaya, control.]

There's nothing else you're allowed to call me.

Less awkward that I imagined.

[willhavewings]

'Allowed' to call you?

[Ichiclone will just now be reaching down to try and grab Hitsugaya by the shirt to shout in his face.]

You're not in charge of me!

It would be interesting.

[sonofwinterlion]

[It barely took a moment for Hitsugaya to respond. His eyes narrowing as he took a hand and swiped with the effort the tiny, but powerful body allowed, and then jumping back some. Eyes stayed narrowed, sharp, but he still didn't go for the zanpuktou on his back. Something was very wrong here, and he knew it. But there was no use going against rationality quite yet.]

What the hell do you think you're doing?

[willhavewings]

I'm telling some punk kid that he's not allowed to give me orders!

[The clone lets out a little growl. This guy was one of 'them', not one of 'us.' But...Wait a minute...That sword...he had one too. His didn't have a blade, but his creator had said that those belonged to-]

Shinigami. You know, I've been wondering lately, how a shinigami would taste.

[sonofwinterlion]

[The guy sounded like Kurosaki. Tone, vocalization, everything, but the way he acted wasn't how Kurosaki responded to him. Calling him Toushirou or sometimes a kid he was familiar with, but Ichigo never flipped. This wasn't him, so when the other mentioned tasting, Hitsugaya's hand instinctively went to the hilt of Hyourinmaru. Hollow? No, this guys reiatsu was too different. Too much like a shinigami, but too much not. Too much like Ichigo's, but again... not the same. Calmly, coldly he responded.]

You're not getting the chance to anytime soon either.

[willhavewings]

Yeah?

[He cocked a thumb over his shoulder, towards a group of humans-a few teenagers out on a trip, it looked like.]

So you're saying I should stick to feeding on humans? It's not like I mind.