The enemy of my enemy | By : ScarlotteOHara Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ch. 9 The backfire of intelligence
Pushing a straggling piece of pink hair back he exhaled tiredly. He realized of course that while he may be the most intelligent person still alive he was reduced to nothing without his laboratory, expensive equipment and high tech computers, hell even his edible fraccion. He was, in fact, unable to adapt to this environment and he was most unhappy about it, he continued to have constant, nagging heat exhaustion and headache from the brightness of the sun. He had, in the name of science, collected some samples of the dirt, ash and other things to examine but was limited in his studies. Luckily he had ransacked several places and now carried with him a plethora of pens and several bound notebooks that he recorded his observations in. Perching his slender body on a rock wall he opened one and began to write.
I am not sure what day it is, nor how long I have been here. I only know it is the day after yesterday, and when I wrote I was in a less inhabitable place than I currently am. I have stopped for the day, under the cover of night and have managed to find some solace from the constant barrage of hollows. I find it is not so terrible that they seek me out as they provide a source of food and energy which I constantly need, the sun beating down on me is not something I am accustomed to and as such I believe it takes more out of me than I previously expected. However, to fight them off constantly is to expend what little energy I have, and so it has become easier to camouflage myself than to deal with them constantly. My body seems to be holding up as well as could be expected in this environment, it is hot, arid and the sun able to bake the flesh right from your bones if one is out in it too long or in some cases as I have seen, dies and is left to rot, the flesh is gone in a matter of days. My feet are harder on the plantar surface, calloused and thickened from the sharply increased degree of walking and might I mention I am also barefoot, have been for days since my shoes gave out on me awhile back. My hands are not as rough but have become more accustomed to use and have a slight degree of thickening on the fingertips and first joint. I have found however if I leave Hollow meat out in the sun for a few hours it dries nicely and I am able to put it in the pack I found to carry with me and eat later, thus allowing me to move quicker and with less fear of finding a meal. I have also notably found the fat of a Hollow makes a great salve for cracked heels, hands and lips; and it also serves to mask my scent from any nearby Hollows, tricking them into thinking I am one of them. Note, this does not stop all attacks on my person but does serve to lessen the number of them.
I have not seen anyone but have felt several unfamiliar energies. I don't dare go near them for fear it could be the enemy. Who is the enemy at this point though? We were left here to die with everyone else once we served our purpose; Aizen left his espada to rot and die. I am not sure what to believe or do, I know I cannot go back as opening a gargantua has proved impossible so it seems I am doomed to wander until I find a friend. I want to investigate these other energies; however they disappear just as soon as they appear. To investigate could mean death, but again I have nothing else. I must analyze and document on my own as I cannot find anything of use in the ruins.
I have continued my research on the several surviving forms of plants, as I mentioned last entry the red 3 leafed plant helps with pain with no ill side effects. Today I chewed it and spat it out, massaging it into a sore spot on my thigh and felt almost immediate relief as if was absorbed into my skin, when I see more I will pick them. This plant appears to be an analgesic systemically when chewed and locally when chewed then applied.
He tilted his head, putting his pen in the notebook and placing it in his pack. Drawing out a wrapped bundle of meat he chewed delicately, his sharpened canines easily tearing at the meat. He felt grimy and knew he needed to bathe and his clothing was beginning to stink, which was one thing the fastidious man couldn't stand. He sniffed the air, smelling the rot and despair that the wind carried with it, a puff of breath escaped his lips in the form of a sigh. He finished his meal and began to undress, letting his clothing air out for the night as he slathered himself in Hollow fat as he curled up beneath some fallen metal. Blissfully unaware his scent was carried on the night air, and picked up by someone or something.
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