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 Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 9:24 am
...As Mock spoke, Amatsu lifted his cup of matcha once more, sipping it he kept it at his chin to feel the warmth from it. Mock still reminded Amatsu as a elder, or something the way he spoke. Though he was the Captain of a squad, so in actuality he was. Amatsu was happy he had picked this squad. It was this one or Squad 3. "So..." Amatsu began, his eyes had been closed as Mock continued to speak. "...We are Guardians? We watch over the other squad, the Sereitei, Earth, everything? That's some job, hmm." Amatsu spoke in a calm tone. Nothing like a conversation between two allies. This made Amatsu want to see what Mock was made of. Was he really that talented a fighter, or was that Espada just a push over. Curiosity filled Amatsu was he waited...
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 12:46 pm
His face, if not hidden by his white bangs, would have been a dead giveaway. The moment Mock was close enough to what Nero wanted to say he had lost all color in his face, his yellow eyes standing out as if they were black against his pale face. It was the other two that had saved him from that. Thank god. Sighing in relief, Nero nodded and sat down at the table when Mock asked them to do so. He sat there in silence while Amatsu, Hatsume, and Mock spoke, waiting to have his turn. In truth, he had wished that it was only he and Mock; it would have been so much easier. Looking around the room, Nero's eyes settled on a blade that was hanging up on the wall. It's rapier-like look, though also having the look of a broadsword, made his eyes stop only on that. It was like it had been yesterday he had seen it last. Not even looking down to Mock, Nero kept staring at the blade as he spoke.
"That was his...wasn't it."
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 7:31 pm
It's more than that, Parara-kun. Like I've said, this is a job. It doesn't define what you are. But in order to do this job properly, you need to already have it in you.
Joining the 13th Squad doesn't make you a Guardian. You already need to posses the will to be one. While most people treasure their lives above everything else, we treasure the thing we protect more than our own lives. In order to really protect something or someone, you cannot be afraid of dying for it. Mock raised his bowl of tea once more, and drank some of it. Hatsume and Nero were quiet while he and Amatsu talked. Until that is, Nero broke his silence.
Mock placed the bowl on the table again, and looked at Nero. He sighed, now sure of what he initially only suspected. That old geezer won't ever leave me alone will he? Shifting his attention to the sword in display on the wall - there were several there, and Nero was able to pinpoint the exact one that Asuma gave Mock, on the moment of his demise - he continued Yes. That was given by Asuma to me. How do you know this?
I understand that what you're about to say might be delicate. So if you want, we can leave that conversation for later, just the two of us. After we all finish with our tea.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 7:44 pm
(( I'm here!! >///< ;; ))
Hatsume::. Seeming to only give out a responce when Mock called her out to come in, she shifted a curious stare towards Amatsu before heading in and giving Mock a big cheery smile. >.> As she sat down, she seemed to wait until everybody was settled and delt with. Afterall. 'Parara' was a new face to her, it was good to know there was another squadmate to get to know. So, she listened to Mock and him chat back and forth.. Sipping on some tea once or twice.
Hatsume was obviously in a quiet mood today, calmed down more then average. Or perhaps she was just trying to be respectful...? Hrm. ;-;
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 7:58 pm
Nodding, Nero's gaze went from the sword, to Mock. It was obvious that they both knew what was going to happen now. Sighing, Nero simply sat there. "Of course, Mock-kun."
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 8:21 pm
Mock... kun?... Now I'm going to have to kill you for calling me that. He grinned. It was weird for him being addressed like that, since no one have done it in a long time. He was still determined to teach Nero a lesson.
You're awfully quiet today, Hatsu-chan. What seems to be the matter? Everyone was done with their tea by now. Noticing this, Mock said to Amatsu Parara-kun, if you don't want to talk to me about anything else, I ask that you leave for now. If you do want, please wait for me outside, I'll be there in a moment. Then turning to Hatsume, he continued Hatsu-chan, wait for me outside as well. But do wait, I want to talk to you about something. and finally to Nero We can have that private talk now.
What are you doing here, and who are you. Certainly, you can tell me more about yourself than just the name.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 8:35 pm
((Gonna act like Hatsu and Amatsu left >_>))
Chuckling to himself, Nero simply shook his head. "Well...old habits die hard, as you can well see." The tone he had was one of both playfulness...as well as seriousness. Mock already knew about Nero, something he had expected. But...he had let himself slip, as well. This was his own fault now. He had to say something. Though...not much needed to be said. "Why say what you already know. I'm sorry Mock...but that's all I can say."
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 9:07 pm
Boy, you do know that disrespecting a Captain can be considered treason, don't you? In a way, I feel sorry for you. Having to live with that guy inside of you, you'll probably just end up dead again. Asuma is on a constant path of destruction, even self-destruction.
MockaDash sighed, after which he placed some more tobacco on his kiseru, while talking. I knew your predecessor, let us call him that. He wasn't able to handle Asuma's spirit and that killed him. For your sake, let us hope that you'll have better luck.
The pipe was now ready to be lit, so Mock placed it on his mouth. A trail of ash from his katana's scabbard took care of igniting the tobacco leaves, fluttering in the air and resting on top of them. The Captain took a couple of short puffs from the pipe, before continuing, doing so while smoke came out of his nostrils So I'll return to my initial argument. If a superior asks you a question, you simply answer him or her. Not doing so, especially after barging in here, reveals total lack of respect. I won't tolerate that from you anymore, and I don't care who it is I'm talking to at the moment - be it Nero or Asuma.
The Shingami paused his speech for a moment, in order to inhale some more smoke. So I'll ask you again, only one last time. I don't care what you think I know, I just want you to answer a direct and simple question with a direct and simple answer.
What are you doing here. And, "what" are you? Mock wanted to know not only the reason why Nero have come into his office, but mostly, what kind of reincarnation had happened this time.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 9:31 pm
[Sorry for not being here. Went and saw Transforms new moving. Pretty good.]
...As Mock and the Nero guy began to speak, Amatsu let out a deep sigh. "Well then. I see where this is going..." Amatsu said, he honestly did. He had seen the blade they were referring to in the hands of another once. There had to be some relations between this Nero guy, and him. Standing up silently, and slowly Amatsu pulled out a pack of cigarettes. As he placed it between his lips he placed the pack back under his sash. Lighting it up, Amatsu proceeded out of the room. As he exited he heard the first few words of there conversation. Smoke released from his nose as he held the cigarette in his mouth. Amatsu left the office to find something else to do. Maybe some training would do him good...
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 10:12 pm
Sighing, Nero shook his head. Here he was, acting like his normal self...and it could be considered treason? Not once in his career-a long one, at that-did that happen to him. But then again...then he had been a very old Vice, well known and well-respected. Not an unseated member who acted as if he was still in his old position. He needed to remember that. Biting his tounge for the moment, Nero listened to Mock for a second before he said anything. "I'm sorry. I keep thinking that I'm still my old self. Haven't had control of my body-well, not really MY body, per se-in a very long time. I need to remember what I did before...well...Hogosha." Just saying his name reminded him of the emptiness he felt in his mind. His spirit had yet to contact him. He knew he had an inner hollow. Most shinigami did. Some, however, never showed themselves. He hoped that this time his wouldn't.
"As for what I am, you could call this body a Quincy. That accounts for the cross here." Pulling on his Quincy Cross, Nero made sure Mock saw it before letting it slide back down his neck. "Though, it seems that when I took hold of this body, it had already lost it's powers. The fool must have used his Final Form. Probably the only reason I gained control." Giving a look of disgust, Nero stared at Mock's desk, really no one in particular. "But Mock...Hogosha died because of my power. That I know. This body though...it doesn't have any traces of my powers that hogosha had. It's like I'm someone else now. I'm still Asuma...but with another body. I don't even know what to expect anymore..." Looking up, Nero actually looked...scared. "I thought I had finally died...escaped that which had been haunting me for my life. I thought that by dying I could finally rest in piece. But it seems that Fate truly despises me." Looking down, Nero's bangs his his face from view once more.
"This is the third body I've had. I don't know WHY I'm still here. The Quincy must have absorbed the reshi that composed my body as it went back to Earth. DAMMIT!" Slamming his hand onto the arm of the chair, Nero's jaw clenched tight. Why hadn't he died? Why had he come back yet again? When he thought he had finally left everything behind, why now?! "I came here because...well...your the only 'family' that I have." His hands on the back of his head, Nero didn't look up. "Tansen...I can't tell him. He's the one who burned my body for christ sake!" He didn't dare look up. He couldn't, really. "Even you...said that I'm on a path to destruction...and yet...the path led to my end...and still I'm here."
Now, was when he looked up. His eyes looked...hollow. Dead, almost. "Then...tell me why I'm still here if I already destroyed every part of myself. Tell me why that even after I died and disappeared that I came back."
((The only time you will EVER see Asuma emotional XD))
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 10:43 pm
(( Emotional Asuma??? Now that's a sight you only see once in life! xp ))
Mock listened quietly as Nero was talking. He didn't even smoke from his kiseru once. After Nero asked him a question, only then did the Captain smoke, before saying I must apologize for the way I talked a while back. But you must understand that it was necessary, in order for you to drop the facade.
I'm surprised to see that this is really you, on another body. Maybe this time you'll have better luck. Unlike last time, when you were coexisting alongside another personality. But a Quincy? Mock grinned. That suits you. Quincy pride and everything... I believe that it was pride that brought your soul and that body together. he giggled, before adopting a more serious tone once again.
Dying is the easiest way out, Asuma-san. You were never one to give up, senpai. You're not allowed to die, because you're not allowed to betray yourself. To betray your ideals. To betray your strength.
There is something you need to do. I don't know what it is of course, but neither do you. Until you find out, you'll be imprisoned in this hell. Mock smoked from the pipe again, and glanced over to where Asuma's sword was, while exhaling the smoke. Do you know what hell is? True Hell? Hell is not a place. Hell is a state of mind. He directed his stare to Nero once more. And I believe that you're in hell. I know. I've been there already.
I knew you when you were on a constant pursuit of power. That was your goal. That was your dream. But you were mistaken, and that's why you're here right now. The power you sought wasn't your true purpose. It was merely the means to an end. And that is why, that after some time had passed, you felt lost. Until you discover what that end is, until you find out what path you should take, you'll be forever lost. Continue to seek power, Asuma-san, but don't do it for power itself, do it for something else.
You need to discover the meaning for your existence. You haven't achieved that yet, and that is why you keep coming back.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 9:47 am
Sighing, Nero once again looked down, his hands now clasped below his head, underneath his chin. "Pride...tch. You should know as well as I do that I never had any. The blade was everything to me. That...was my pride. The power I sought was to further myself...to push myself to my limits. I never found them. I kept getting closer and closer...and yet I never truly found the end of my path. That blade up there is the reminder of that." The blade on the wall seemed to vibrate, and then flew into the air, stopping in front of Nero, slowly turning in mid-air. "This used to be my life, you know. My purpose. Now look at me...I don't even have a blade." Laughing in irony of his situation, Nero shook his head, still bowed.
"This is hell...through and through. But then again...so was every other life I've lived. If power was a means to and end, the end was my life. I can tell you now...I no longer seek the power I once did. It's a waste of time." Sighing once again, Nero looked up, leaning back in his chair. He had regained what little composure he had, but he was holding himself together. "Maybe your right. I might actually have Pride yet. And that...is what will keep me going." Moving his right hand out, Nero went to hold onto the blade that used to e his. "Well...at least it seems that I still have control over what used to be mine. Maybe now-" As he grasped the hilt, however, something ran through him. It was like an electrical pulse was sent through him, shocking him to his very core.
The blade shined brightly, blinding all who saw it. In Nero's mind...something seemed to click. Well...it's about time you let me speak. Nero...or Asuma...whichever your true name is...we shall go far together. And with that, the shining ended, and in it's place was...something else. It looked more like a blade than anything, but it was made to be unable to cause any cutting damage whatsoever. The hilt was made of metal with thick but soft leather over it, with a C guard that went over his hand. The 'blade' part of the weapon was completely blunt, but around three feet long with a blue line that cut through it down the far side, next to the top of the C guard. It felt...right, to him. He could feel that the Cross necklace was gone. Maybe this was his zanpaktou now. Panting slightly, Nero looked from the blade, to Mock. "...it's time to move forward."
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:02 pm
I'm glad to hear that, Asuma-san. Mock said with a smile. So, may I ask what will be your next step?
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:04 pm
(( Imma make this post like it happened after Mock asked her to leave! X0 So no worries! Just pretend this posty is off back afew spaces! lol ))
Hatsume::. Keeping to herself seemed to catch the attention of her Captain. When he called her out on it she seemed to give a immediate reaction as if being alost for her words. "I- I'm just thinking about afew things is all! No worries!" She tried to bring back some like and some comfort to her entire silence with once again a large smile.
Keeping more attention towards Mockadash now, she was fully alert when he spoke to her the second time. "Aye! I understand! ^-^ No worries, I won't peek either!" A small attempt for a joke, but anyways, afterwards the kitsune placed a bow in thanks and had taken her leave of the Captain's office. Gazing at the beauty of the lobby as she passed by, she released a sigh before wandering out of the building and waiting just beside the door outside. Her back leaning against the side of the structure firmly. Hatsume's silence even followed her out her, what was she pondering about anyways...? Hrm.
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 5:57 pm
Chuckling to himself, Nero simply let the club drop, as it quickly dissipated, his Cross returning to his neck. He didn't know how he knew that would happen, all he knew is that it would. At least now...he knew that his spirit was there. Now he just had to learn it's name. It was about time he moved forward, anyway. And so, when Mock asked him a question, Nero simply gave him a grin. "Like I know. I'll let Fate decide that. Since it's the one that brought me back, why not let it show me why. And with this...it should be easier." Pushing himself back, Nero chuckled again, before turning to leave. "Well then. I'll see you later, Captain." It still made him grin every time he said that. His student, a captain. Pausing at the door, Nero didn't turn around, just let himself stand there a moment.
"Just remember, though. You'll always be the same little Mock-kun who I trained for shikai all those years ago. No matter what body I'm in."
With that and one last chuckle, Nero walked out, out of the office.
[exit]
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