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[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

WHO: Ulquiorra Cifer & Open
WHERE: Around the City!
WHEN: Forward dated to Monday afternoon.
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Ulquiorra around town. Shopping or something, because he obviously can't wear his uniform forever.
FORMAT: Quick, because I am lazy.


[With his new human body-- which requires much more maintenance than his Arrancar one-- Ulquiorra has realized that he cannot wander around in one uniform forever, regardless of how clean he keeps his body. The uniform is still spotless however as he's quite good at keeping himself clean. At least when he doesn't have to fight.

Still, he needs a few new outfits, so he finds himself in a clothing store, going through clothes with the same sort of deadpan look as always. He's found a whole lot of brightly colored clothing and clothing that wouldn't cover the hole through his chest, so he's not quite there yet. He is patient however, even if this is something he would rather not have to do at all. It's all so very.. Human.]

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[hollowish.livejournal.com]

[Ichigo spent most of his days of in the City just trying to keep Shiro from being bored and causing trouble, but today he'd finally gotten to take a break away from his other half, and decided to spend some of his hard-earned money on, what Kubo deems to be some of his favorite things, clothes.

He'd been walking through the store, looking at various things with little interest, but then he saw someone he'd never expect to see in a place like this.]

You're taking the human thing seriously, aren't you?

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[Had Ulquiorra been the emotional type of person, he would've currently been making a face at the shirt he just deemed unacceptable, and had he been the type for it, wonder whose old curtains were used in the making of it. As it is though, the deadpan look stays on his face, with perhaps a slight hint of annoyance at not finding anything that quite ranks up there with his uniform.

He's not surprised when he hears Ichigo's voice-- He always keeps his surroundings in mind, even when occupied with other things and he turns slightly to look at him, hands in his pockets as he doesn't consider the other a threat to him. Especially not in a place like this.]

You say that as if I have a choice.

[Had it been up to him, he wouldn't be here at all.]

[hollowish.livejournal.com]

[Ichigo made enough of a face at the shirt for the both of them. Seriously, the thing was hideous, and the fact that Ulquiorra was looking at it, and with a completely neutral face no less, was disturbing... Then again, Ichigo couldn't think of a time when he'd seen the Espada make any other sort of expression.]

Oh yeah, you're stuck like the rest of us too.

[He notices that Ulquiorra's hollow mask is gone, but doesn't say anything about it, for now.]

Please don't tell me you're going to wear that.

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[He's moving away from the hideous shirt now, looking at a more neutral one in blue. Still not quite what he's looking for, but better at least. Most of the white shirts he's looked at aren't good enough either.

He doesn't respond to Ichigo's question, figuring the fact that he's moved away from the shirt is enough of an answer for him.]

[hollowish.livejournal.com]

[Would it kill the bastard to at least pretend like he heard what Ichigo had just said? He wasn't any better than him anymore, so the attitude only irritated Ichigo even more.

Still, he wasn't a threat anymore, and he was shopping... So, he already had one up on Shiro lately.]

What are you looking for?

COMMENT MISFIRE

[holeheart]

[Ichigo could escape Shiro for a little while, but such things were never permanent. When TV ceased to be interesting, when YouTube was all watched out and when the cat decided to take a nap instead of playing with him. Shiro felt he didn't have any other choice but to partake in his favorite activity. So he threw together an outfit (a process that only took 45 minutes!) and set out to find his other half. It was easy enough. They could track each other no matter where the other was.

He wasn't surprised to find Ichigo in one of the many trendy fashion stores in the City.

He was surprised to see the Arrancar, sans mask, idly searching through the racks. He ignored him, for now, in favor of calling out to Ichigo in such a way that everyone in the store would turn around to stare.]

IIIIIII-CHIIIIIIIIIII-GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

[and then everyone stared. Keikaku doori.]

Hehehehehe. Found ya. And seems like ya found someone else, too~

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[And another question went ignored. He honestly didn't get why the other was bothering, but figured it must be a human thing or something. Ichigo always did have a tendency of doing things Ulquiorra would rather that he didn't after all. Like not giving up and not giving into despair. He was almost stranger than the woman, but not quite.

He had just picked out a black shirt to check if it would actually cover up his hollow hole when worn when the sudden yelling made everyone (except him) turn and stare. As indifferent as before, he placed the shirt back where he found it, before continuing his search.

Of course, he did realize that those two together could be a threat to him, but in a crowded place like this he wasn't too worried.]

[hollowish.livejournal.com]

[Ichigo didn't know why he was bothering to even waste his time talking with Ulquiorra. It's not like they were anything more than enemies. It wasn't like he was ever going to forgive or forget that he had kidnapped Orihime. Yet, it was kind of weird to watch the Arrancar trying to assimilate into human life.

Ulquiorra did say that Orihime was okay though... And he hadn't killed anybody either, so for now, Ichigo didn't really need to fight him. He was still going to keep an eye of the other though.]

You know, most people would at least say something instead of just walking off!

[At least until Shiro showed up and called his name so that the entire store was now watching him.]

What the hell is your problem!? Can't you act normal for once in your life!?

[holeheart]

Hehehehehehe! [Shiro cackled obnoxiously and leaned against his less insane half.] I think YOU have enough normal for the both of us. But what's he doin'?

[Shiro points at the other Hollow, then addresses him] OIIIIIII. You're lookin' fer clothes, right? [Shiro didn't wait for an answer, just swooped down on the rack of clothes next to him and flipped through the hangers like pages in a book. He removed three tops, each one some combination of black and green] These are more yer style.

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[Ulquiorra would much rather the two of them leave him alone. People who were loud weren't exactly his favorite type. And besides that they were technically enemies still, even if that didn't really count in a place like this. Didn't really count since he was technically dead and had no reason to fight any more. Not that they know this it seems.

Still having them on 'tune-out', he only really bothers to glance over when Shiro suddenly pulls out three tops that actually don't look too bad. His face betrays no emotion though as he steps over to get a closer look, if only because he wants to get done with this whole shopping thing.]

Hn...

[hollowish.livejournal.com]

[Ichigo casually takes a step away when the hollow tries to lean against him, letting the other stumble a bit. He couldn't help but grin a little though.] Haven't you heard? He's human now. He didn't even get to stay a hollow like you did!

[All joking aside, he did walk over to see which tops Shiro had picked out. They actually worked really well for the Espada, not that he would have expected anything less from his other half.]

What do you think? [He looked to Ulquiorra.]

[holeheart]

[he does stumble, but he catches himself and it doesn't bother him. As he keeps thumbing through the racks, he responds to his other] Well... ta be totally fair, I am human-ish. I gotta eat food and all that shit. But that's mostly cause that's how I've always been. But still! Hehehehehehehe!! His reiatsu sure is human. Mostly!

[Shiro answers for Ulquiorra] He loves them, a'course! But, I can tell from that puzzled expression-- [well, that neutral expression...] that he's wonderin' where the bottoms are that go with them tops. [Shiro once again moves quickly, standing between two racks of pants and thumbing through them, one after the other. He selects three different types of pants. They are each matched to one of the shirts he picked earlier] There. Three outfits. Ya don't even have to try 'em on, I know they'll look totally freakin' sweet.

[yep. even when picking out clothes, he's cocky as shit]

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[If anything, Ulquiorra only looks even more deadpan when Shiro decides to answer for him. Love isn't exactly a word he would use, however, the outfits are acceptable. Dark compared to his uniform, but he's only really looking for clothes so he's covered up so it doesn't really matter. And as long as there's no questionable colors and patterns involved, he's fine with it.] ... They're acceptable.

[hollowish.livejournal.com]

[Ichigo couldn't help but roll his eyes when the hollow cockily answered his own question. It was a rare instance he hoped that that he found himself in agreement with Ulquiorra's deadpan expression. Still...]

He does have a point though, [He shrugs] the actually work pretty well.

Do you have the money to pay for them?

[holeheart]

Just acceptable? Whatever man. Whatever.

[Shiro flapped a hand and started browsing for himself] Let him pick out his own outfits! Even more people can stare at him for wearing stuff that doesn't match! Hehehe!!

/So late! Sorry!

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[He isn't quite sure what sort of response they were expecting. Technically-- at least to them-- they're still enemies, so why they're trying to help him out is a mystery to him. Well, then again, that sort of weird behavior is why he finds them interesting in the first place.

He watches as Shiro starts browsing through the clothes again, before turning his attention to Ichigo.]

Enough for a couple of outfits, yes.

[And then, with at least two of the outfits Shiro picked out, he turns and wanders off to pay for the clothes without another word.]

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

[Lyra preferred to do the grocery shopping herself- she was the one who cooked most in the house, after all, and if people wondered about the thirteen year old peering at a messily scrawled list, surely they would have wondered even more if they could see Pantalaimon, who was hitching a ride in the cart.]

Lets see... Still need milk, eggs, and apples.

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[After getting at least some clothes, Ulquiorra finds himself shopping for food. He's already acquired a book on how to make healthy meals that are good for the body and has brought the list over things he needs with him. Currently he's busy with trying to find fruit that looks like it hasn't been in the store forever and a day.

Last thing he wants is to end up sick, knowing human bodies are weak like that. So he takes his time with choosing.]

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

"Tch- Next time, I'll go to the street market for the fruits that are in season," Lyra muttered as she grabbed some of the fresher-looking apples, raising an eyebrow as Pantalaimon noticed one of her fellow shoppers was pretty obviously an imPort. Who else would be that pale?

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[Although quite displeased with the selection of fruit this store has, Ulquiorra's face still has that expressionless sort of look as he at least tried to find something that looks good. He doesn't want to have to go to another place to find what he needs, as he can feel the fatigue creep up on him, which is still an unusual feeling.

Finding some bananas that looks alright, he grabs some of them, before pulling his list out to check what else he needs.]

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

[Lyra pulls her cart a little closer to him, peering at his list. from a distance.]

Need any help?

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

I do not.

[He doesn't even look at her he says this, looking his list over, before placing it back in his pocket and then moving over to pick out some apples.]

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

You want ones that look like this.

[Pointing out some of the fresher looking apples.]

And get used to the staring.

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

Hn.

[He picks out some apples, before glancing at the people who are staring.] It's not a bother.

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Until they start trying to charge you more, anyway.

/laaaate! Sorry!

[ulquibat.livejournal.com]

[He just gives her a deadpan sort of look. If anyone tries that, he's already memorized the prices of the things he's picked out and will convince them to go back to the regular price. Of course, he doesn't point this out.]

Hm...