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Ishida Uryu ([personal profile] shiro_megane_kun) wrote2016-07-04 03:39 pm

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[The last thing Uryu expected to receive, after all these years, was a letter from his grandfather. Sokken had one last wish for him, his final gift. His hand has been promised to a woman – a Quincy.]

[Over the course of the past year, Ishida has learned the ugly truth of the origins of the Quincy and chose to side with his friends over the Vandenreich, but although the nobility of the Quincy had been a lie, in Uryu's eyes, Sokken changed that. The way forward for Uryu and for the Quincy would be to live up to the principles Sokken had instilled in him, to aspire to that virtue and nobility.]

[He has to at least give this a chance, to do everything he can to fulfill his grandfather's last wish for him.]

[Still, he can't help but feel a little rueful, realizing that this, meeting the woman to whom Sokken promised him, is more daunting to him than fighting for his life against a Hollow, with the destruction of his very soul at stake. But despite feeling apprehensive, he does his best to maintain the appearance of composure as he scans the rose garden from the gazebo, searching for traces of Quincy reiatsu.]

[It isn't reiatsu, though, that makes his eyes go wide, but the sight of a familiar face.]
It couldn't be... [It's been years, but he's never forgotten her.]

[Though he knows he should wait, that he should be focused on finding the person he's waiting for, before he realizes it, his feet are carrying him toward her.]
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[personal profile] thynameisfrailty 2016-07-05 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
I rather think that you can call me 'Tricia' at this point, Ishida-kun.

[When Sokken found her, her home in ruins, her new husband dead, and the Hollow behind it all obliterated in a wild, accidental discharge of a power she had always been gently guided away from cultivating, Tricia had been bewildered and in desperate need of guidance. Being taken in and taught, the way she should have been years before, had been the single greatest boon she had ever received.

Agreeing to marry her fellow student, the cute grandson of her savior, hadn't been much of a concession; not with her only family dead, and her prospects dismal. She had left Japan after the loss of Sokken, gently bidding her oblivious future groom good-bye and returning to tend to her neglected European estate while he matured. Upon receiving a post-mortem reminder of her promise and Uryuu's impending eighteenth birthday, she returned.

As she looks him up and down, she thinks to herself that her little fiance had become a fine man. Sokken would be proud.]

I do imagine you have some questions, yes?