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It had been a few hours since the rather odd incident at Khole’s home involving the Hollow, Shinigami and Arrancar, the damage left behind was minimal but she still had to leave until repairs were made. It had been her first encounter with a Hollow as far as she remembers, other than the usual nightmares she had of the screaming unseen creatures that haunted her mind; never once had one appeared in any shape or form. She wondered if her neighbors had noticed the commotion…it hadn’t seemed like it.
“Shinigami…Hollow?....Arrancar..” Khole mumbled to herself as she leaned against the fence in front of her house.
Her mind was elsewhere since her medication had taken full effect, the down side of it was the fact that she couldn’t bring herself to fully recall previous event only bits and pieces. She turns to the right leaning her arm on the fence, watching men walk in and out with their tool bags, chattering amongst themselves; she knew this would take longer than it should. A sigh escaped her as she shook her head, what was she supposed to do now? Where in the hell was she supposed to go? She couldn’t help but blame her medications, something unusual happened each time she took more than the recommended dose. That never stopped her, she hated the thought of accepting the existence of these beings, she hated the thought that she might actually be crazy..she hated the thought of a lot of things. “Maybe it’s honestly just the medication….” She mumbles as she pulls herself away from the fence. “I need to quit poppin’ pills is all. Yeah, that’s it.” She knew a way to make things better; she had a friend who had just what she needed.
“Shinigami…Hollow?....Arrancar..” Khole mumbled to herself as she leaned against the fence in front of her house.
Her mind was elsewhere since her medication had taken full effect, the down side of it was the fact that she couldn’t bring herself to fully recall previous event only bits and pieces. She turns to the right leaning her arm on the fence, watching men walk in and out with their tool bags, chattering amongst themselves; she knew this would take longer than it should. A sigh escaped her as she shook her head, what was she supposed to do now? Where in the hell was she supposed to go? She couldn’t help but blame her medications, something unusual happened each time she took more than the recommended dose. That never stopped her, she hated the thought of accepting the existence of these beings, she hated the thought that she might actually be crazy..she hated the thought of a lot of things. “Maybe it’s honestly just the medication….” She mumbles as she pulls herself away from the fence. “I need to quit poppin’ pills is all. Yeah, that’s it.” She knew a way to make things better; she had a friend who had just what she needed.