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 Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 6:10 pm
"Very well Jes, I conceive..." Kasen said as he turned around and only said one thing before walking outside the door. "Jes, I hope that you will realize that your chance of killing me has vanished..." Kasen said in a dark tone as he exited the court and walked towards the courtyard to find a way out of this world.
(Short...)
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 6:44 pm
Silent as the grave, a shadow detached itself from behind Jes's throne. The shadow was silvery, and had red hair that hung to its waist. It stood to the left of the throne, looking straight ahead with its blank face. "Greetings, Morinozuka-gozen. Have I missed anything of import?"
Maguda had been standing behind the throne for some time, simply relaxing as he waited for a lull in the conversation. He knew he'd missed the Shinigami coming in, or at least he'd pretended to. Maguda lived, for the most part, within a world of sensory isolation. His armor had only a very thinly-spaced grid of holes for him to see through, and his other senses were also partially truncated during non-combat situations. In the dark halls of Las Noches, of course, he removed his armor once in a blue moon, but for the most part he lived in his own world of darkness. But even in his dark world he could sense the reiatsu that his body instinctively wanted to devour. "Shall I accompany the Shinigami out of Las Noches, Milady?"
Perhaps not an entirely necessary precaution, but certainly one that would keep the Shinigami out of trouble. Especially the one called Kasen. Maguda was the first to admit that he could be... emotionally unstable at times, but this Kasen was emotionally unstable on a constant basis, like one of those annoying little terriers that women had kept back when he had been human, the kind that would yap and yap at the biggest Doberman or Rotweiler until it was eaten in one brief squeaky crunch.
((EDITED note thanks to Mirouni: "-gozen" is the most appropriate honorific for the situation I could find, literally translating as "Queen Morinozuka" in this situation.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 7:31 pm
((...Not to rain on your parade here.. but "sama" is actually more formal than "dono." Link))
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 2:10 am
Espina ignored the man, as he ignored her as well, and sent a glare to the back of her comrade's head. "My name is not 'this girl'." She muttered and sheathed her zanpakuto fully. "It's Espina. Stop calling me girl." She lowered her head and let her bangs cover her only revealing eye and fell silent. She raised a hand and traced the mask on the left side of her face absently. "Why do you insist on this pointless conversation?" She muttered and dropped her hand.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 6:37 am
((Ummm…slashing darkness? Nvm))
“A puppet, am I?” Natsuo chuckled looking at the blade that was placed upon his neck with a psychotic grin across his face. “Well I rather be a puppet of Jes-sama, than a Soul Society’s b***h.” Natsuo’s smile grew wider as both of his tantos surrounded his opponent him and his opponent. One had relocated itself at Kasen’s neck, pressing down lightly for him to step away from Natsuo (Which he would, unless he really did intend for himself to die). Since Kasen’s blade had could have little momentum and little distance, and Natsuo was protected by his own hierro, Kasen’s blade would have no or little effect on him.
“First, you, shinigami, are the true “puppets” that are used by Soul Society like dogs for their masters until one of them needs to be put down.” Tiles from around the Natsuo and his unenlightened friend in Jes-sama’s court began to rise and condense together. They crushed each other, turning themselves into sand and fell to the ground as if they were dematerializing. “All of you have been thinning the original boundary line between what is right and wrong, for centuries. It won’t be long until that line is broken, in which all hell will break loose.” The sand picked itself up from the ground, forming a body, then it’s limbs. It soon completed itself, creating 2 replicas of Natsuo, with 2 tantos to match them all. They all readied their weapons at their opponent.
“Secondly, killing is worth something to us. It gives us an unbelievable ecstasy of pleasure beyond your simple understanding” Natsuo winked at him as Natsuo took the shinigami’s sword lightly by its tip with three fingers, two on top and one on the bottom. “I’ll show you how independent we arrancars are…” Natsuo looked back at Jes and said,” Gomensai Jes-sama, but this one needs to die…”
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 5:57 pm
Espina tensed and stepped back a little into the shadows. She didn't need to be too close when the fight broke loose. She didn't care what happened as long as she didn't get caught up. "Independence? All you're proving is how much bloodlust we have..." She muttered and ran a hand over her bangs quietly and fell silent once more. She couldn't care less what the Shinigami thought of them, but one false move, one simple mistake, and they would have an all out war. Espina definately did not look forward to that.
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 5:55 am
"If you attack him, you should be prepared to die with him," Jes said lazily, though there was marked flash in her eyes that suggested that she was deadly serious about her threat. She would not tolerate disobedience among her subordinates. Natsuo ought to know better than to rise to the shinigami's bait. She had hoped that her arrancar would conduct themselves with a bit more reserve than the rude, noisy shinigami. This, however, seemed not be the case.
"It is only by our good grace that we allow them to leave. Let them have their taunts and think they've won. It should be apparent even to the dullest and simplest of them that they are alive only because we did not deign to kill them," Jes continued. Her posture didn't change from its relaxed sprawl, but she looked to a newcomer to the Court, Maguda. "No, there's no need, Maguda. But if Natsuo continues on as he has, you will find yourself with a new target for your particular abilities,"
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:12 pm
Maguda nodded, stepping forward with no more sound than a flea over silk, his feet seeming to barely touch the ground. "Of course, Morinozuka-gozen. Will you calm yourself, Undécimo?"
Maguda had always considered it a minor irony that Natsuo had been assigned the number 11. He knew he was older than Natsuo, but it wasn't something he commented on. Of course, it might just be the same little joke that Aizen-sama had played with Loly and Menoly, but then again it wasn't his place to comment. Regardless of his personal attitude towards Natsuo (whom he thought to be a hot-headed idiot and rather naive in his attitudes, attempting to fit in by copying to a degree the attitudes of the Espada around him) he would kill on demand, even his fellow Arrancar if so ordered. But he was still a pacifist, and would probably seek to only injure his fellow Numero if ordered to attack him. "There will be no unsanctioned killing in Las Noches, Natsuo-san. Death threats are too close to a declaration of war as it is."
His feet moved in a complicated pattern and he disappeared, or at least he would seem to do so to ordinary eyes. His Sonido was the fastest outside of the Espada, and he could perform it without the usual buzz that accompanied it. He used this talent to slice both of Natsuo's sand clones in half vertically before reappearing a fraction of a second later back where he'd been, his hair settling back form the slight static charge it had built up. "We are not independent, Natsuo-san. We exist only to serve Aizen-sama and the other Lords of Las Noches. We are just as bad as the Shinigami. Now please calm yourself and stop making pretensions to the contrary."
Just in case the hot-headed Arrancar wouldn't listen to his advice he readied himself to Release, tilting his mask so that he had eye contact with Natsuo.
((@Jes: Have you looked over my PRP?))
((EDIT: Bugger.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:13 pm
((Yea.... you need to read the announcement bud.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:24 pm
((Bugger. At least it doesn't need many changes. Can just change it to 13 and leave it at that.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:26 pm
((As long as 13 isn't taken. I don't see a problem with it.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:33 pm
((I'd like 12, but it's taken. 13 isn't. Plus I can play up the 'unlucky' angle.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 4:24 am
Seeing as the excitement here had simmered down a lot, Espina turned heal and exited the room
((Exit))
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 11:07 am
((Man I hate gaia, I had a long post, but gaia didn't want to post it since I took to long on the computer. So here is the summary...))
Natsuo's anger dissolved in shame as he felt shunned by the others. He sighed heavily as he spoke to them all. "Forigve me..." he politely bowed to Jes then took his leave with a sonido.
((I read up on your arrnacar, Magunda, very impressive))
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 4:15 pm
((Thanks. Oh, and I think Natsuo's an Arrancar, right? That would make his super-speed move Sonido, not Shunpo. ^.^))
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