Thread: Throwing in a Variable (Shyone x thewhiterabbit)

As his eyes closed and he felt the darkness take him, Ryou realized that he might actually have died. It was strange really... because he felt that his sacrifice had been in vain. He had died trying to protect a Hollow and not kill it... his death had been an act which had betrayed that of his sisters. For a moment he wished that he could have told them he was sorry, but he had failed to avenge them. Over time though he began to realize something else, and that was the return of his own thoughts to his head... even if they were in a drowsy state. The young Shinigami didn't understand what was going on, only that he was sure that he had been able to survive his ordeal. As for what new kind of hell he was being thrust into, that much he wasn't sure about. Even though Kurosawa was starting to recover, it would still take him a day or two before the man truly regained consciousness again. Mostly by the second day he was just fading in and out of sleep and certainly a bit unnerved about his surroundings. The Arrancar would note one odd thing about Ryou during this time, was that no matter what state he was in... he always kept a death like grip on his Zanpakuto. Even if they tried to take it away, the fourth seat was just pulled along, making for a bit a comical scene. Eventually though by the end of the second day Ryou did start to fully come to. His eyes slowly opening to was seemed to be a bright and slightly sterile environment that happened to be quite comfortable. It was not until the young Shinigami was fully awake did he realize that he was laying on what seemed to be quite a large bed. Slowly the male turned his head from side to side trying to figure out where was exactly. One thing was quite clear though, he wasn't back in Soul Society. At the same time though the surroundings were quite comfortable, at least when it came to furniture... though some things like the floor seemed a little bleak. Then suddenly the events of a few nights ago came rushing back, as he remembered the encounter with the hollows, causing him to sit up in bed quickly. Ryou was also reminded of his injuries as a sudden pain flashed through his shoulder. The only response he gave to the feeling was an annoyed growl, before letting his robe slip a bit on his shoulder... and to his shoulder it was bandaged... with a surprising medical precision. In fact he was even surprised to see a IV like devise hooked up to his arm much like those the 4th Division used. As the fourth seat began to wonder for a moment exactly where he had been taken, he remembered one small detail. His dear In'ei. The thought of having left his Zanpakuto made the male clench his hand, only to find... that it was gone. The realization caused his black eyes to narrow as his distress turned to anger. Looking around is hair hung down over his face... that one visible eye was all that one needed to see in order to see his rage. Getting out of from under the covers the male began to look around in an almost frantic method on the bed hoping that maybe it would be here with him somewhere, but the male just couldn't find it. His nervousness was getting worse and worse... as he wondered if maybe one of the hollows had stolen it. Knowing that he was probably somewhere deep in their lair, the young Shinigami knew he would need In'ei if he ever wanted to stand a chance of escaping when the time came. Plus he didn't like being far away from his Zanpakuto in the first place anyway. Rubbing his head which throbbed in pain as he stood up, the Shinigami knew that he probably should be in bed, but had survived worse before. The pain didn't bother him and there were worse things to worry about, especially when it came to at least figuring out where he was. The tile floor was a little cold under his feet as he started to walk around, though it was quite obvious that the male was still a little woozy. Plus it was only know that the man noticed his change in clothes, to something a bit more similar to what those three hollows had been wearing. Ryou pulled the IV carrier pole that was next to him along, because he wasn't exactly sure where to find the exit door as he started to realize how large this room was. Their seemed to be multiple doors, but where they lead he wasn't sure and so he tried the first one, which lead to a hot spring like setup. This made the Shinigami sigh softly, as he left that door open and began to walk away, since he hadnt noticed Appaci through the steam of the room. His black reiastu was starting to slowly seep off him in a cold ominous wave... showing his frustration.