Post by Cressida Schade on Sept 3, 2017 16:13:14 GMT -5
Property damage, something Cressida knows all too well fighting hollows, however this was excessive for a hollow. Cressida knew that any Quincy with a decent pair of eyes could see that no mere hollow fight would cause such a disaster as she looked around the trashed garden. The garden was in front of the large manor, a rectangular area a short distance away from the driveway to the manor. While small trees would normally border it with the forrest close to the eastern side, there were trees fallen over, leaving broken sharp stumps. Flowers around the area were crushed, broken bits of stone from statues where all over the edges. There were two large circular areas, one at the north, and one at the south. The northern held a large pool surrounded by stone bricks and a stone bridge with lamp posts at each corner running from east to west. The bridge was cracked at the center, along with bits of the railing missing, and thin cuts in the distinguishable shapes made by two different blades, if someone were to question that part, the bluff of a hollow would fall apart. The water, once crystal clear and beautiful to have reflected in the night's light was grey from the rocks and dust that fell into the pool.
In the southern area was a large clearing with a circular paved tile floor, mostly used for outdoor training but there was a large crater in the center, Cressida remembered that all too well as the Shinigami tried to break her legs. The flowers and statues around the area were caught in horrid condition as there was nothing left to tell what they once were shaped as most of the statues were dust, and the flowers torn to shreds. The metal chairs, benches, and tables surrounding the floor were still intact, if not a few with dents. Cressida struggled to recall how some of those even happened. Most of the damage was covered, but there were bits exposed as the dust almost covered the garden and the trees were yet to be replaced.
Sitting one one of the aforementioned benches, Cressida was wearing her normal attire, albeit not bothering to button up her shirt as her limbs were covered in bandaging, since waking this morning she was in intense pain as she could feel the full extent of the battle. Puffing her cigarette, she sighed as she knew that this was not going to be an easy few days. The Schade estate was on an absolute skeleton crew, Cressida's parents left as they already had plans to visit Paris booked since the prior week, and Cressida sent any staff that work at the manor with families back home on fear for their safety in case if someone were to come investigate, and they weren't quincy. Cressida feared that even her father wouldn't be able to protect her from 'justice seeking Shinigami' even though Cressida did in fact kill an exiled Shinigami.
Dumping the ashes in an ash tray on the table beside her, she sighed before letting the cigarette rest between her lips so she could useher arms to push herself up and slowly walked around, looking at the damage herself, and to avoid getting sun burned from the mid day sky.
"Just another freaking day. Hell, why did she have to cause so much trouble even after death."
wc 566
Mei Rowan
In the southern area was a large clearing with a circular paved tile floor, mostly used for outdoor training but there was a large crater in the center, Cressida remembered that all too well as the Shinigami tried to break her legs. The flowers and statues around the area were caught in horrid condition as there was nothing left to tell what they once were shaped as most of the statues were dust, and the flowers torn to shreds. The metal chairs, benches, and tables surrounding the floor were still intact, if not a few with dents. Cressida struggled to recall how some of those even happened. Most of the damage was covered, but there were bits exposed as the dust almost covered the garden and the trees were yet to be replaced.
Sitting one one of the aforementioned benches, Cressida was wearing her normal attire, albeit not bothering to button up her shirt as her limbs were covered in bandaging, since waking this morning she was in intense pain as she could feel the full extent of the battle. Puffing her cigarette, she sighed as she knew that this was not going to be an easy few days. The Schade estate was on an absolute skeleton crew, Cressida's parents left as they already had plans to visit Paris booked since the prior week, and Cressida sent any staff that work at the manor with families back home on fear for their safety in case if someone were to come investigate, and they weren't quincy. Cressida feared that even her father wouldn't be able to protect her from 'justice seeking Shinigami' even though Cressida did in fact kill an exiled Shinigami.
Dumping the ashes in an ash tray on the table beside her, she sighed before letting the cigarette rest between her lips so she could useher arms to push herself up and slowly walked around, looking at the damage herself, and to avoid getting sun burned from the mid day sky.
"Just another freaking day. Hell, why did she have to cause so much trouble even after death."
wc 566
Mei Rowan