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*he soon put his phone away and put his head down on the table closing his eyes going to sleep since he hadn’t gotten any sleep really since a year ago*

*The ring on Ichigo's tail began to spin and her coon, Jekovah, waddled out of the satchel she had been carrying and he fetched the ring for her. Ichigo stared int the ring as her third eldest sister appeared in the ring's empty space.*
"Hello, sister... Hope you're enjoying your time up there!"
"Hello, Ikari- What the $@!% do you want? I really dont feel like dealing with the family's crap right now-"
"Oh but dear sister, we just wanted to remind you that you mean nothing to everyone! Just a little fly on everyone's wall."
"Thaaaanks. Is that all?" *Ichigo was tired of her family, always ruining her days like this.*
"Yes, ta ta!" *The face in the ring faded away as Ichigo returned the ring to her tail. She began to glow a deep purple as her anger boiled deep down inside.*

Oh?

She eavesdropped on this sad little conversation as well as she could from across the room, an eyebrow raising.... She actually couldn't quite make out most of the words, but the emotional aura of it read... unwell. Hateful... angry. But who was she to care about another person's familial pains? All the could care about was that the being she was observing looked angry. Very much so. And in her many years of life, she's learned one important thing about that primal emotion.

It makes you vulnerable.

Standing from her seat, uncrossing her first set of arms, she wandered over to where Ichigo sat.

"Say, is this seat taken?" She pointed to the booth seat opposite to Ichigo's, smiling. "You look a little blue.... er, purple. I hope I'm not intruding on you at all, but everyone else at this bar seems... engaged in something." That is a bold-faced lie.

*Ichigo had been rubbing her temples when the new bar-goer approached. She glanced up and quickly put on a smile, pulling her signature move. Hiding her emotions was one of her strong suits. She smiled.* "Heh... the whole booth's open..." *Her tail flicked underneath the table cautiously.*

"Well then, if there's no problem with it...."

She sat down in the space opposite to Ichigo, playing with her hair with one of her hands. "Thanks. My name's.. T. Just T. Seems like it's all I'm ever called, so it's pretty much my name." She put her hand out for a handshake and smiled warmly at the other.

... Something in Ichigo's head, a sort of intuition, advised her not to take T's hand.

But it's her choice what she does/

*Ichigo went to shake T's name but realized how cut up her palms were. She pulled her hand back with a sheepish smile.* "Nice to meet you, T. Call me Fall."

She also pulled back her hand without a change in smile.

"Nice to meet you, too! Fall's a real cool name." She did a little finger gun or two, before lowering them.

"Thanks. It's simply a partial translation of my last name, Higure, Meaning 'Night Fall'." *She paused to take in T's unique characteristics than shook her head a little with a smile.* "So, what brings you to the bar?"

"Oh, how interesting!" Trusting enough to state her last name... around a total stranger?

T's smile grew a little more, but it wasn't unnatural for her. She had a white tattoo that looked like a stream of stark white tears running down her left cheek, contrasting with the deep purple.

"Well, I just came here to socialize rather than getting absolutely wasted.... for once. Believe me, if Gabriel didn't have work today... hah." She muttered something about "having an easier time doing it"..??

*Jekovah crawled his way up onto the bench, next to Ichigo. He stared T down untrusting.* "Ah, nice. Oh! and this Jekovah." *She smiled, but deep down, beside her anger, she could tell that this new... person... was a sketchy one. She had felt this uneasiness back when she first arrived in the Overworld. The rough and brutal downtown city streets were filled with people of this kind of aura, just not these kind of looks.*

As the raccoon creature stared her down, she flashed him a sharp glare, smile falling for just long enough to give him a death stare. After that split second, she looked back to Fall and smiled "warmly" again.

"He's rather cute! Is he a raccoon, or something else? Ah, I bet you got him from-" She stopped herself, before chuckling. "Ah, I always forget that this isn't my original universe. Disregard that start of a question."

*Ichigo chuckled half-heartedly and nodded.* "Yep! A raccoon... just not from here..." *She didnt really care to elaborate on it unless asked. She felt like she had said too much... Maybe she shouldnt always act so friendly all the time, afterall, this dimension was probably the closest to Hell and the Underworld she'd get but both of those places were still by far worse.*

"Mhehe. Well, no matter where he's from, he's a cutie. I like the color of his fur." She fixed her gaze on Jekovah now, but that death glare didn't come back. Her smile looked genuine, but...

"You know, purple's always been one of my favorite colors. I mean... That's a little funny, seeing as..." She gestured to herself. "... ya know."

*Ichigo nodded with another chuckle.* "Yeahh, same. It doesn't matter what shade of purple it is, it'll always be beautiful." *She blew a strand of hair out of her face than patted Jekovah gently on the head. She yawned a little than shook her head to get rid of her drowsiness.*

T nodded fervently, turning her focus back to Ichigo. "Yes, yes! You get it! You know, I consider myself blessed to.."

.... hey. don't be weird, theo. you're no angel here.

"... disregard again. another barely-remark on my homeworld. This place, this... crossroads, it's rather interesting how it converges so many worlds at once. Isn't it?" She changed her topic.

*Ichigo suddenly felt nervous. The Underworld was a place for all ... just not the living. She nodded awkwardly.* "Yes, it reminds me of where I'm from. Lots of interesting people there." *Jekovah slid back into the satchel, the satchel never expanding, as if he just disappeared.*

"..... I can only imagine! Every homeworld is different.. VERY different. I bet neither of us would survive a day in the other's worlds, hah..!"

She thought a bit. "... though I have no clue what yours is like. I just know I've gone home with a couple from here every now and again.... and more than once I've almost been taken out by a boatgirl military. Not a lot, but you know how odd it is that that happened twice..?" She joked.

*Ichigo smiled at the joke.* "Yeah. Gods, all the other dimensions, or as you say 'homeworlds', that I've been to have either been too soft and sweet or plain and boring... almost sad." *She thought of each of the dimensions, disgusted by them all.*

"Hah... ouch, that must suck! I have the opposite one, people in other worlds are always so AGGRESSIVE to me...! Of course, if you're looking for a more hostile homeworld... you might like mine, then..." She laughed to herself, happy that she had made Fall smile.

*Ichigo's eyes lit up at the word hostile. She yearned for a good fight with someone by her side, or even alone. She'd have to visit sometime than.* "Really? What sector number is- Eheh... Sorry 'bout that. What I meant was what's your homeworld called?"