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"Ah. Alrighty than..." *She turned to the bartender and politely waved them over and ordered some light finger foods since she wasnt that hungry. She waited patiently as she swung her legs a little since her feet couldnt touch the ground.*

he sat regarly there hands resting on the counter his armor weapons and equipment lying in a booth far behind him the blanket still wrapped around ichigo

*As she waited she turned her towards Umbra.* "If it's not pushing any boundaries or anything personal, may I ask how long have lived... or survived?"

"i want to say at least...300,000 thousand years much of it was spent in stasis or trapped within the moon i have been around for all of my worlds human history"

"the older one becomes the harder it is to keep track of the passage of time"

*Ichigo thought about this for a moment than nodded.* "Come to think of it... I can't quite remember how old I am or what year it is..." *She pondered on this thought even after she was served her finger foods. She shook her head and started nibbling on her food.*

"you don't act your age ill give you that and i guess in some instances that is a good thing you see... i was never allowed a childhood"

*Ichigo looked down at the counter and thought of her childhood. She swallowed her bite of food bitterly.* "Mine was only peaceful for a few years... than I was exiled..." *She took another bite of her food, chewing slowly, doing her best to forget the bad parts of past.*

"i destroyed my home in a violent fit of rage to kill one man"

*Ichigo listened attentively, nodding slightly, a slight somber look in her eyes.* "mh..."

"its in the past i have spent my entire existence in exile i will countine to live it in exile until the end of all" his smile had faded and his voice took on a tinge of sadness

*Ichigo smiled sadly and looked at Umbra.* "Than I suppose we can both live in exile together." *She heavy heartedly chuckled.*

"you are filled with more light then i am it appears" he pats her head sighing to himself as he steals a glance back to his armor just sitting there...how long had he stayed in it how long did he hide from the world in it

"I suppose... I just wish I could evenly distribute that light among others. Obviously only the good ones." *Ichigo puffed her cheeks out a little at the head pats but they didnt really bother her. She nibbled on another one her finger foods, a slight lavender aura radiating from her. Her tail flicking calmly.*

his aura, his energy clung all around him invisible to the naked eye like an aura of death its light that was used to heal ichigo gone as he sat there silent

*Ichigo had finished her food and began humming an older tune... maybe from the Classical music era? All she new was that her mother played the tune on her piano in the Underworld.*

"i could call the spirits of the dead for a little if you wish to take to a lost one maybe bind there souls to an item i tend not to do it but if you want i can"

Zoey was packing up her stehck book and her pencil case in her backpack as her father was almost done with the time machine before she notice Ichigo's humming. She smile softly and sadly when she pulls out a piece of paper a drew her a picture of what the future looks like as a see you later gift while her mom was paying half Zoe's bill which the young teen paid from the year 2037 had already paid the other half for.

*Ichigo shook her hands with a sheepish smile.* "Oh, no need. It's just one of my favorite melodies my mother used to play... Sadly I could never get the notes right, but I'm getting better I suppose..." *She chuckled, remembering all her failed attempts of playing the song.*

*Ichigo glanced over her shoulder to see Zoe. She turned to Umbra and folded the blanket up, setting it on her stool.* "I'll be right back!" *She jogged over to Zoe with a friendly smile.* "Hey there! Whatcha drawing?" *She tilted her head, tail flicking with curiosity.*

he just watched before turning away and setting a hand on one side of his neck where there was a deep scar a scar of a small cylindircal hole where a bolt meant to control him had been long since gone it still ached all the time