Red hair, tan skin, one gray and purple eye. The signature look of Pen Arumasi.She now dons a brown puffy hat (which has a pin shaped the same as the "buckle" of her sash) and white dress-like sleeves over the puffed shoulders of her white blouse. Instead of moss green short shorts, Pen now wears emerald green surfer shorts.
And in replacement of her straw sandals and light purple leg warmers, she wears a special pair of gray leg warmers that can help boost flight time (and makes her legs look GREAT!); her old sandals now replaced with those made of leather and a comfortable type of material, sensitive to spirit energy. But two other accesories from her past remain: the sash with the crescent moon "buckle," and the black choker with the white gem on it, from her past as a shinigami. Pen also occasionally wears a blue scarf she owns, having stolen found it in a city one day.
It had been a good long while, really. Las Noches gets emptied out. The reason?
"Goddamn shinigami, especially that Ichibutt fellow. Better not hurt my friend..."
In this process, the former Espada-turned "negatives" (Pen could never remember the correct term) were sent to battle.
She hadn't herd of Kuratto Cobent since. And because of that, she felt crushed; someone so close to her... gone in an instant.
Thankfully, she had a friend to lean on, a kind Vizard by the name of Xiam.
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As a shinigami, she was proud of what she was doing: protecting the lesser people from harm and taking revenge on the Hollows that terrorized her so long ago.
Now, recalling on these memories, Pen couldn't recall exactly when squad she was in, only that she was low in that squad. But damnit she had potential!
And yet she got by normally, making friends and whatnot. Until one day, Fate wanted some gears of hers to turn. So she was sent on a mission to scout a strange building in a place called Las Noches. Now, this was at the time when Arrancars were 'prototypes' and whatnot.
So Penniper Arumasi left to Hueco Mundo. Alone. With only her rapier and some other tools. In an endless sea of ivory sand and ebony nights.
Oh boy.
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And there he stood, tall and imposing, a man to be reckoned with and a reiatsu that scared the living daylights out of her.
This Arrancar, dressed in a kind of Las Noches variation of a zoot suit, glared at the female shinigami at his feet, who you could see was shaking so much her white vest and shoulder puffs were about to fall off.
The one thing she never forgot about this man though, was his mask. Or what was left of it: It looked like a Phantom of the Opera mask, except that the lower half up to slightly above his lips were fanged, and the eye slot was as malevolent as he himself appeared.
Again, Pen couldn't remember much, only that she escaped thanks to her speed back then.
With some rumble and tumble here, in a matter of [what she felt were] months, Pen was a Vizard, with a pristine white mask in the shape of a bird. And the same man she feared was now the man she loved with all her heart. But alas, it could not be.
Las Noches was in peril, all thanks to Ichigo Kurosaki and friends.
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Every now and then, Pen gets the feeling of being watched. She can't explain it, but...
