Shaking as she arrived, it was obvious that Shizuko was on her last legs. But she dutifully continued on, relieved to see that Noire was there, waiting. She doubted she could have survived if she had to wait for him. With him were two beings she had never seen, as well as an unconscious Mana.
As she Shunpo'd up to him, she had to resist the urge to salute - from what she had seen, Noire was not nearly as formal as she was used to. "I have gotten the items I desired, Noire." To illustrate, she hefted both the bundle of Zanpakuto's, and the scroll.
"I am prepared to depart at any moment, though I must confess, I did not expect us to be taking hostages." She eyed Mana doubtfully, wondering Noire's purpose in bringing him.
xxxxxHe stared at Shizuko blankly. This did not look very heroic at all. Even he knew that. "Strategy demands it. If I were to simply let him recover, he would be allowed to grow stronger and then in our future engagements be a greater threat than before. And, I have to exact vengeance on all the innocent Vizards that this b*****d in his arrogance had killed just for having a Hollow within them." He made sure to meet her eyes directly. She had to understand that Noire did not enjoy this. Prisoners of war were always something of moral questioning. But, if this was the other way around, the Shinigami would show no mercy. It would be Noire and Shizuko who were prisoner. "I will train him. Much like a master trains his dog. Correct him of his immaturity. Reeducate him. Rehabilitate him. And I will break him of his ideals and implant into him my own. Because his ideals are inferior to mine." He then explained, "In the Human World, I learned of the concept of survival of the fittest. Only the strongest deserve to live. The weak fall behind and are overtaken by modernity. While noble, while they were long ago, arguably just ideals, Mana is like I am, an artifact of the environment that was yesterday. Only I have been bold enough to embrace tomorrow. In time, he will see through my eyes. And my vision will become his own. If at any time you see weakness in my ideals, strike them down and implant superior ones. That is the way of the world, Yukimori Shizuko."
xxxxxPlacing his hand over his side he then grumbled, "That which I just said. And... I just want to beat the ever living s**t out of him while he can't fight back a bit. After fighting that monster's hakuda and zanjutsu, I've decided I will undergo some serious training. I need at least an expert proficiency in those fields to stand a chance against others like him. And what better person to train with, than with the master himself? Did I say with? I meant on. On his immobile, bound, trapped body. Oh, yes. I will be breaking him in just like a horse. Proper. Don't act like him and Jishinmusume didn't piss you off with their ridiculous physical attacks. And that damned 12th Division Lieut- ********. I totally forgot about him." Noire smiled, cracking his knuckles and then his neck. "But, that's alright. When we return I'll punish that child properly as well. When you've lived for nearly two millenniums, you start to feel like everyone around you is a child. What are you? 500? 600 maybe?" He was curious as to Shizuko's age and really wanted to lighten the conversation. They didn't need anything serious weighing them down at this point. He stared at the Senkaimon and relaxed. Domon would come in time. They still had time. After all, their attack went unnoticed virtually, and the alarm had yet to be set.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 9:01 pm
『Shizuko Yukimori』
Shizuko hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I... dislike you apparent eagerness for inflicting harm, even if it is for a greater good. Earlier, you spoke with disapproval of those who would so quickly turn to violence." She gave Noire a look. "I highly doubt you can much improve your skills by beating him as though he were a punching bag."
Shizuko straightened up when asked her age. "I am 634." She answered simply. Unlike many Shinigami, she had kept exact count of how old she was. "If I may ask, how old are you?"
Shizuko felt her legs wobble once more. "Would you protest to my sitting? My... errand drained far more energy than expected, and I am finding it difficult to stand."
xxxxxNodding to her request to sit, he replied, "1,988. That's how many years I've accrued. About what you said earlier. That you dislike my eagerness to inflict harm. That I disproved of those who turn to violence." He found himself in a sitting position as well, as he thought on his words and his actions. "It's this war. No. It's just war. It changes you. Makes you act like someone you're not. I try so hard to remain true to who I am, and yet I get caught up in it all. Consumed by the chaos and the destruction." He sighed, leaning forward with his face buried in his hands. He unsheathed his blade and rubbed his hand along it. He smiled, beaming, he could sense the warmth that was Jigokuhime. Turning to Shizuko, he said, "I love her... I really love Jigokuhime."
xxxxxSheathing the blade he continued, "I want her to have my child. I want to start a family with her. You know, Soul Society would never have allowed that. Relationships between zanpakutō and their Shinigami owner are not meant to be like that. And a child between the two is unheard of. And yet... I would be willing to try at any cost." He leaned back and held himself up with his hands. "That's why I am doing all this. So that everyone can be free to explore their lives as intimately as they want. I don't want this war to last forever. One day, I just want to sit back and live out the rest of my days in peace and quiet with my Jigokuhime. That's all I want." He then turned the question onto Shizuko. "And now, I ask you. What do you want out of your life?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 9:32 pm
『Shizuko Yukimori』
Shizuko sat down, sighing with relief. "A child between Shinigami - or Vizard, rather - and a Zanpakuto spirit? Is it even possible? I would have dismissed it out of hand before today, but you have already demonstrated the ability to physically enter your Inner World."
Shizuko thought about what she wanted, but could not think of an adequate answer. "A child? No, I believe it is time for the Yukimori's to fade away. I would rather not have a child than force one to live in a pale shadow of what could have been. Even if I wanted a child, my... persuasion, I suppose you could say, would cause an issue. Truly, I do not know what I want - once, I wanted to make my family proud, but I believe that even if they were alive now, that would be an impossible task. No, I have joined you so I can learn what it is that I want, instead of being told what it is I should want."
She sighed and rested her arm on her leg, then her chin on her hand. "Perhaps I have been on the right path all along, and all I will ever want is to serve with the utmost dedication. Time will tell, I suppose. We are waiting for the man I saw earlier as we left for the 10th Division, I presume?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 9:50 am
Coram Arrel Strut ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ █[Bitches get Stitches]-[Vizard]-[Sass canon]█
◕◣This man had come in out of no where, literally swepped him off his feet and taking him and some of the vizards out of their prison. A sudden bright light flooded his eyes without any warning. This was something he hadn’t experienced in hundreds of years. Sun light. It’s warmth,it’s touch. The really thing was so much better than his dreams. He signed with relief. Today was good day. Even bound the way he was Coram could still fight if he had to, though it was seem Noire had finished them off. This was new, it was exciting. The only thing Coram could ever ask for was his zanpakuto. The light weightedness of it’s blade, the firm but gentle handle. The smoothness if the blade. The black haired man looked like he knew what he was doing. His face almost seemed familiar too but he couldn’t quite tell if Coram had actually met him. Everything was odd, exciting, but odd. Coram squinted at little still, his eyes weren’t quite use to how bright everything was. Coram waved his hand about “Well is there anyway I could get my zanpakuto. Back..?” His tone faded out as if not knowing whether to speak was okay or not. It would seem a waste to not have it. Granted Coram didn’t realllyyy need it to kill someone or fight, but Nereid was a friend. He didn’t mean to interrupt the two’s conversation. He didn’t really care that people were taking him places. He would go away were than that prison. It was dark… and wet. Plus one couldn't really find good tail down there anyway.
xxxxxFacepalming, Noire sighed heavily. He had forgotten about obtaining their zanpakutōs. Of all the things to forget, their main weapon was the one he really shouldn't have. "We'll just have to get them at a later time. We can't dally here much longer. The Shinigami reinforcements will be here soon. As for Domon, well, if he doesn't hurry we might have to abandon him. And yes, he was the one you saw earlier, fancy him, do you Shizuko? He's not really the relationship type..." Noire tried recalling a time Domon had a steady relationship. The memory didn't exist. He hoped Corem could accept waiting until their next visit to Soul Society for his blade. Noire really just wanted to get the ******** out.
xxxxxTurning to the Senkaimon, Noire began to fiddle with his fingers out of anxiousness and frustration. Domon was about to piss him off for his tardiness. Then again, Domon never really was the one follow any form of rules. And he often questioned Noire's motives. However, his level of power and skill did earn him a place in Noire's heart. For that, he never ceased to please. "I'm giving him literally five minutes. And then we're leaving his a** behind."
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『Shizuko Yukimori』
"No, I do not 'fancy' him. I was merely curious as to who we were waiting for." Shizuko stood up and made her way over to the Vizard who had just spoken. "Hello. We will have to come back for your Zanpakuto at a later date. I apologize for the oversight. Can you walk, or do you need to be carried?"
Shizuko glanced at Noire. "Would you like me to carry one of them? I have recovered enough strength to do that, at least." She gestured to the group of incapacitated people. "We can each carry one, provided that Domon arrives on time. It would leave us each with a free hand in case we need to defend ourselves."
Truthfully, if she hadn't burnt herself out earlier, Shizuko could have simply cast Wan Momote no Hōrudo, and carried them all herself. Unfortunately, hindsight is 20-20.
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Weapon - Warrior - Nightmare ♠♠♠♠♠ "This ride that takes me through life Leads me into darkness but emerges into light No one can ever slow me down I'll stay unbound"
"...Bullshit." A voice called, sharp, arrogant, confident. As if in response to the word spoken from behind the entire group, a single man appeared out of a blur of Sonido. Had the voice proceded the speaker, or had the man been their all along? With speed Sonido, it was difficult to tell the difference. Regardless, Domon's eyes were locked upon the newest recruit to their numbers... a girl. Domon would be lying if he said that the interruption to his battle didnt ruffle his feathers a bit, but he had his own way to get a jab in on his superior officer without disrespecting him directly. One of which was to muse with his latest little plaything. The other was to be a hair later than the man would likely have been forgiven, considering the circumstances. "You knew damn well who I was..." Domon chuckled as he approached Shizuko. He could smell it on her, that Vizard essence which still perforated her robes. Reaching out, one hand took hold of the pair of feathers in her hair as an eyebrow arched. Red eyes examined her purely indifferent expression before looking over the strange trinket once again. "The hell is this for? Decoraion... is this what the Robe's do to be different these days?" Domon scoffed once more as he dismissed the girl and approached one of their newest recruits. "So... This is what we barged into Serietei for huh? Couple of Vizards without swords... Seems like a waste." Domon's critical eyes examined one of the newer faces, as if looking for a reason to insult the man, a flaw. It was Domon's nature, to challenge every new face he came across, afterall that was how he decided if a stranger was worth the trouble of befriending. If you could call i that. "Oy, can you ******** stand on your own, or am I gonna have to drag your a** back to K-town?" Domon barked into the Vizard's faces. They may have been his master's allies, but that didnt mean Domon knew a thing about them. They could have been cowards, they could have been weak... Domon would find their weaknesses and exploit them, prod them until they became hard and calloused. That was how he built his human army in Tokyo, and he would do it the same with these Vizards. "Neh... alright Boss... ready when you are..."
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" b***h, I make bad look so ******** good. " ♠♠♠♠♠
"Some live so wrong, with what we do is each his own But living in fear, endless shame for countless years I never lived in fear I knew I'd die another day I never viewed my life as something... slipping away"
xxxxxHe angrily growled at Tsugetsa, "Do you want me to pull your stocks? I gave you a time to meet me here. It was that ******** simple." Shaking his head Noire then stated, "Hope they didn't give you much trouble. Tsugetsa, you take our prisoner, Mana. Shizuko and I will carry the Vizards. Make sure you hold onto him tightly Tsugetsa, he's a pain in the a**." Picking up the Vizard who had yet to say anything, Noire headed straight towards the Senkaimon. "Oh, and do try not to get lost following me." The Hell Butterfly that guided Noire at the beginning reappeared and entered the Dangai Precipice.
xxxxxThe others would pick up their respective captives and they were all to head into the Dangai. They would exit in Karakura Streets.
Coram Arrel Strut ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ █[Bitches get Stitches]-[Vizard]-[Sass canon]█
◕◣ Coram couldn’t help chuckle a little. It would seem this wasn’t fully planned out. He didn’t need his zanpakuto it would have just been nice to have it. Coram’s slightly deep voice seemed to boom forth from his mouth “No, I don’t mind. Some of us don’t need a Zanpakuto to kill.” He flexed his fingers and forearms. He just wanted his chains off. Coram sighed as if this was taking far too long. “ I can walk, just because we were in prison for…. wait how long were we in there exactly?” Coram’s face slightly changed to a dumbfounded look. It had been so long he just stopped keeping track. It kinda became a day by day thing. “never mind.” Coram shook his hands hoping to catch someone’s tongue before they spoke. “I don’t really need to know. Just how much longer are we going to have to wait? I mean there are probably others coming… If that’s the case than I will at least need my leg restraints off.” He smirked. That was one thing about being able to fight without a weapon, everything kinda became your weapon. It kept things interesting.
◕◣The others like him where different. He wouldn’t really know how to interact with them till a later date. They didn’t seem close. In fact one had only just met the other not to long ago. “ So a rag-tag group of… of whatever we are.” He paused “ This is going to be exciting” He clapped his hands together. Coram was kinda itching for a fight. It had been a long time since he could punch, kick or rip someone in half. “Oh and Shizuko” he said looking to the woman “Your feathers look lovely” Coram smirked, nodding his head in a sassy manner. Coram was a smartass he couldn’t help it.
Coram was then picked up and carried by one of them, he didn't see which… “ Ugh guuhh nnooppppeee….”
Shizuko stared at Domon with impassive eyes as he messed with her feathers. "Yes, decoration. You seem well acquainted with it, judging from your own appearance." Shizuko frowned briefly when he turned to address the still-bound Vizards. He reminded her of her brother, Gorou - anger for the sake of anger, and not willing to let anyone get away with anything less than what they were fully capable of.
As she lifted the speaking Vizard over her shoulder, she nodded in response to his compliment. "Thank you. We are Vizards, by the way. What is your name?"
As she asked, she quickly followed Noire through the Senkaimon.
As the groggy Sentoki walked his way towards the senkaimon, he noticed people where about to go through it, just in case he hid. As he listened in on their conversation, he realized one of them was Shizuko. Once they had all left he left his hiding place and walked up to the Senkaimon. For a second he looked around making sure no one sees, "Bakudo #26: Kyokkō." As he used the Kido, his physical form was obscured and his Reiatsu slowly lowered to where no one would be able to notice him. After he finished the spell he walked into the Senkaimon
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2014 3:08 pm
Appearing swiftly in a Shunpo the Lieutenant of Squad 10 began to go to work quickly, clearly having this planned out while he was recovering back at the courtyard. Not that it was unusual for him to be prepared, such a taboo mission would require a well thought out plan in order to avoid detection. Luckily Krin still carried multiple traits from his days with the Stealth Ops which made this mission a less stressful ordeal. The only real trick would be getting past the limiter seal that is placed on all Captain and Lieutenant ranked Shinigami in order to avoid damage to the world of the living. As Krin rapidly walked through the gate he reached into his robe in order to grab a Hell Butterfly that was on him in order to send a very important message that was critical to his plan. The butterfly was addressed to none other than Captain Gengyo, the head of the Kido Corps.
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Captain Gengyo, I'm going to need a favor. Consider me officially owing you one. ~Krin
Captain Gengyo was young enough to not be a stickler on the rules and kind hearted enough to understand why Krin was doing this. Had the Captain not been surrounded by so many people in the Courtyard Krin would have preferred to have talked to the Kido Grandmaster in person about this but hopefully Gengyo would receive the butterfly in time to not raise any alarms. The Soul Society needed information on this new threat, and ulterior motives aside Krin was one of the more ideally trained Shinigami to retrieve them.
