Time for some ... meat-thingie ?

[bunny_flower]

Characters: Unohana Retsu (bunny_flower), Sesshoumaru (neodaiyoukai), Negi Springfield (notamageiswear), Roy Mustang (general_mustang), Hawke Starfyre (golden_hawke), Ki'nam (earth_tyrant), OPEN to people living in the Clinic aka Yagami Light (deus_per_libri), Kamui (lostwish), Kurosaki Ichigo (gunshin_tsukiga).
When: August 29, after this post.
Where: The front yard of the Clinic
Rating: PG. Unohana will keep them in check.
Summary: Shesshoumaru has unted a

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[neodaiyoukai]

Sesshoumaru finally arrived, floating in air. His arms were full of meat, and his Mokomoko-sama was wrapped around an absolutely huge bundle of meat, soaking it a raw red. Sesshoumaru didn't mind the blood though; he will just wash it off later. He wasn't squeamish... as his diet indicated. The meat he brought with him still had fur, scales, and other things. Some of them even had bone.

Soon after, his Swan Dragon arrived as well, carrying more meat on its back that was tied to it to keep it from falling. Its wings flapped dutifully as it landed beside her master, with the meat soaking her white feathers a deep, murky crimson. All in all, the both of them looked like they came from a blood bath.

Sesshoumaru then turned to Unohana, a delicate eyebrow raised as he turned to her in boredom.

[bunny_flower]

"... Oh my, that is indeed a lot of meat, Sesshoumaru-san."

She looked at the strange creature that was with him and did not come closer right away. She knew better than to approach an animal without the owner's permission.

"Just give me a second and we can put the meat over here," she said, poiting at the plastic-covered area. "There are a few people coming over to help us take care of this. they should be here very soon."

[gunshin_tsukiga]

Ichigo went out of the clinic... only to see one HELL of a sight. Unohana was there, conversing nicely. That was normal. However, the pointy eared guy with the weird markings, a long and thick thing wrapped around some meat, and wearing a Kimono right out of the Feudal era was not. Nor was the sheer power that radiated from him normal... that may even exceed his power. By a lot. Also... that weird dragon thing also made him tense.

But they brought the meat... so they must have good intentions. Even if his energy was even more sinister than a Hollows, though not at all corrupt, which was odd.

"So... what do I need to do, Unohana-san?" Ichigo asked, eyeing the newcomers warily.

[golden_hawke]

Hawke came up to the clinic with a shoulder pack of items they may need. It was never good to go to a meat dressing party without appropriate knives and other items for stringing meat to dry. And he was used to strong magic, so the feeling of power radiating from the small group did not phase him. The call of blood made his own heart pump harder in reaction. Oh, yes, there was a lot of meat, and he was certain he'd be wearing the blood of the kills for days after

Skinning station

[golden_hawke]

Hawke was in the middle of stringing up the first kill, letting it hang by one leg before making the first cut to start ripping off the hide. He glanced back to the young man walking up to him and nodded in greeting. "Well met. Are you here to help?"

With a grunt, he started yanking the hide down like one might have to do with pulling someone out of a tight coat.

Ohai!

[gunshin_tsukiga]

"Of course." With that, Ichigo took one of Hawke's knives, and then picked up a carcass of one of those killer bunnies. He wasn't about to use Zangetsu for something so mundane and demeaning after all. Both of his personalities will get offended, and for good reason. He was a combat weapon after all, a SENTIENT one at that.

And thn he sat down, and began skinning the rabbit... which had a disturbing hole in its chest and lacking its head.

-=waves=-

[golden_hawke]

Hawke was squatting down, digging the eyes out of the carcass to set aside. This was another person with a powerful aura. "Greetings, I am Hawke." He glanced over to the sword, giving the weapon another slight bow of his head. There are many kills here, the dragon and her companion were quite fortunate.

[deus_per_libri]

Well, that revolting action - the skinning of a whole animal - was possibly the most disgusting thing he had ever seen. And the smell seemed to be getting worse, not better. But he controlled himself; his expression didn't change from friendly and calm