French connection, and the Silk Spectre's prophecy

"What do I tell them though?" Speeking of how you left your family and freinds. "Dont worry so much, I have a feeling they will understand." Sil leans up and lays a soft kiss on your cheek. "I'm going to be checking up on you for a while along with two others, so dont be alarmed if you find strange girls in your room later, 'k?"

You quirk an eyebrow at this, "Dare I ask whom?" She giggles softly at your question. "Where would the fun be in that cutie?" She then pokes her chin thoughtfully. "Although, they WILL be cross if I dont atleast give you a hint," She breaks from your form and looks straight into your eyes. "The White Queen and The Witch of the Wilds have chosen you, out of all previous holders to claim them."

See ya soon!" She gives you a cute little wave before fadeing away. Grumbleing slightly, you clasp Kagehime into the clip that seemed to have formed in the fabric of your jacket and turned to walk back to the group to try and do some dammage control.

The moment you DO turn though, your met with the familiar form of the carrot toped Merc Pip, the look she gives you totaly confuses you though. Lower lip trembleing and tears seemingly forming in her visibal eye. "Pip-chan? Wh-What are-" (SLAP!!!!) With a loud crack, your face jerks to the side from the force of her slap.

As anger and confusion bubbles up in your form, she grasps onto your body and pulls you into a firm and stronge embrace. "FOOL! Vhy did ju not tell us! Vhy did ju keep za fact ju vhere so new to ze job!!" The tuff and independant Mercenary woman that you met in that alternate Great Britain has droped her mask, and now the frail yong French girl that fell in love with you is openly weeping into your chest.

"What are you..." She looks up to you, tears flowing freely from her eye. "Zhahn, ju have done so much, and gotten nozhing in return. 'Aveing to deal vith zo much for zo long alone, it iz no wonder ju snaped like zat." You hug Pip to your form gently. "What else can I do Pip-chan? It literaly seems like I CANT get anytime to relax!?"

Pip chuckles as she gently nuzzles into your chest. "Zat is zimplely taken care of mon chéri, vhen we return to ziz Soul Society, Ju shal retire to jore room to rest, un Ze Geese shall guard jore room from any ant all intruders." You chuckle slightly before laying your chin ontp of her head. "And who shall take care of my responsibilitys? Or keep the girls from KILLING each other?"

A light chuckleing is soon heard from behind you. "That task I shall take care of, along with alittle help from Walter that is." Turning around after being released from Pip's grasp you spy a slyly grinning Integra standing before you. "Damn you John, why didnt you tell me you where so close to the edge." Integra's grin quickly turns to a worryed frown as she admonishes you.

"Sigh.....I've been running on fumes for days now Integra, honestly I'm suprised I didnt snap sooner." Both Integra and pip giggle at your exasperation. "Dont worry Johnny, now that I am here, I should have this montly crew you've attracted running like proper english royalty in no time."

Pip gives Integra a sly glance, "Oh? Und vhen exactly did ze English 'ave 'arem's?" Integra stamps her feet and glares at Pip, "Dont ruin my moment you French tart!" "Girls please!" Your outburst halts the two in place, and with a sheepish blush adorning the both of them, they give you a small bow. "Sorry John/Zhahn."

You wave them aside. "It's ok, lets go, I still have one piece of work to do before my body gives out and I fall asleep for a few days."

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Standing before a concerned Hyorinmaru and a sullen and huddled Toshiro, you give a small wave. "Umm....hey, Are you two allright?" Toshiro seems to slump further into herself, but Hyorinmaru only looks more conserned. "It is we that should be asking you that John-sama." She places a seemingly ice covered claw like hand on your shoulder gently.

"Are you unwell? That outburst was quite extream!" You smile slightly at the sincear concern that the lizard tailed woman seems to be showing you. "Yeah, I'll be ok after some sleep. You must be Toshiro's sword spirt right?" She nods happly. "I am Hyorinmaru John-sama, but you can call me what ever you wish."

The sly fanged grin that the seemingly prim and proper spirit-form reminds you alittle TO much of a few of your more....physical lovers. (Anko, and Kukaku really come to mind) "Erm....I'll keep that in mind Hyo-chan." The use of a nickname causes Hyorinmaru to blush happly. Pushing the overly freindly dragon woman to the back of your mind for the moment you take a knee before the despondant form of your freind Toshiro.

"Hey Hitsugaya-taichou, I guess I'm not the only one haveing a bad day, huh?"