Morning After [Rabirria/Shizu]

[Smiley]

Shizu stared, wide-eyed, as her clever friend demonstrated the equipment. While it was no knife, she still found it intriguing. “Amazing... The ingenuity of craftsmen never ceases, does it...?” She mumbled in quiet awe.

The gloomy goth went to grab the backpack and hoisted it tentatively. It didn’t feel too heavy... Yet. Of course, the bottles were what would make it heavy, she understood that much. Still, she felt a peculiar glow of confidence. Yes... Something was coming back to her...

Setting the backpack down, the eerie girl offered an awkward smile. “I... c-can carry it, I think...” She puffed her chest. “You see, I used to be rather strong in my true form...” Allowing herself a nibble of pride, she flexed. “Even now, I retain some of my former strength.” Unfortunately, her noodle arms didn’t seem too convincing, no matter how many poses she tried.

However, the question about the crime tools popped the bubble of confidence. Shizu’s shoulders sagged. “Um, n-no... I am afraid not...” She shook her head solemnly. “U-usually I just knock...” And often people did open the door for her, even if they rarely could see her. Being polite went a long way in the human world.

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"Heh, smart.  Even if you're visible you'd be surprised how effective just knocking can be to get your foot in the door.  Don't worry though, I'm a pretty deft hand with them."  She'd spin the ring around in her hand before tucking it into her belt.

"Alright you wanna try carrying the backpack sounds good to me.  Now...let's see if I remember right, it should be the extreme early hours of the morning in France right now...yeah that should work."  Behind Rabirria the air would crack and then split open, revealing the endless pitch black of Garganta. 

The arrancar would hope up and 'sit' on the edge of this yawning abyss before offering a hand out to Shizu.  "Now, take my hand, and we'll go see the beauty of France together."

[Smiley]

Excitement sparked in the gloomy goth’s otherwise empty chest. “Y-yes, exactly...!” She agreed. It was so rare to find a fellow Hollow who shared her sentiments so closely. It felt like they were made for each other.

Hurriedly, Shizu nabbed the backpack. Her trembling hands struggled a little with the straps. After some shuffling, though, she slipped it onto her back. Success! She looked so proud of herself. Her strength had not left her. In fact, she was feeling stronger by the minute...

With only mild hesitation, the gloomy goth accepted the offered hand. The romantic gesture was making her stomach all fluttery, even though she hadn’t eaten any butterflies in ages. This was truly turning into the most unique date- Trip. She meant a trip. -That she had ever experienced.

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