『❝ Even if no one in the world believes you, stick out your chest and scream in defiance!❞』
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- #MVRP/#BleachRP
- Resident chappy fan
- Ships with Ichigo(?)/chem
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⇄ & ♡?
She let out of a quiet sigh, snapping out of her daydreaming, turning to look at the hunk of metal outside.
"Anyway! Your bike — It looks out-of-this-world! Are you from the future or something, Mr. Atlas?" Placing a hand on her chin, she pondered, wondering if he was a robot.
"Of course, I'm really proud of my powers! We have a close bond...I wouldn't be who I am today without it." Orihime's gaze trailed off in an familiar recollection of memories. —
Her journies with Shun Sun Rikka, She couldn't help but to feel proud in that moment.
Peering over to the pair of hairpins. Jack may have thought it were rather ridiculous at first glance.
Yet, the former king, was no stranger to super natural phenomena.
“You should take more pride in your spirits, your power is praiseworthy.” Impressed by their prowess
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{{ Is thinking of a enemy Sternritter Hime AU
where she would toy with hearts instead,
and deprive enemies of healing?
"Rejecting" life
"So, I reversed your injuries! Can't say it works well on bikes though...Really sorry Mr. Atlas, I tried to fix it, but I don't know much about repairing bikes physically!"
She continued expressing her apology, gesturing toward the window, where his bike rested outside.
Taking the last few bites of food, Orihime plopped out of Atlas' resting area and walked over to where she left her flower-shaped hairpins. Holding them up to view, her expression softened.
"It was 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝗻 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝗻 𝗥𝗶𝗸𝗸𝗮! ─ My powers." -
From what he had stated previously, he found it harder to explain how duel monsters wasn’t a children’s card game.
“Ms.Inoue, I am afraid this card game is a bit more high stakes than one could imagine.”
only be seen. Even if I didn't see it myself. I can also 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁." Orihime gently smiled, looking up at the other from across the room. As if it meant something, even if he were just a stranger, his life was worth something to her.