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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 9:43 pm
As the moon floated full in the sky he rolled up to the shop with a smile on his face. He and Kintaro were back for a while, and he could fell his Riatsu again. So he was alright, he just needed to get some food in him again which he could do when he got home. He knocked before entering, he felt like it wouldn't matter being that it was him. He slipped his shoes off and threw on some slippers before sitting at the table waiting for the old man.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 7:35 pm
Azami, who had somehow found herself stuck in suspended animation snapped out of it and fell to the floor. She rubbed her aching back and went to find the owner of this shop so she could get her question answered, "Um...excuse me Sir, but can I please talk with you in private?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 2:36 pm
((So it's nighttime . . . Mkay))
Once that idiot of a lieutenant finally picked up and left, Sensei went back inside and walked past everyone who was left without a sound. He went through the back of his shop and through the corridor to his personal living space.
"Sensei? . . . " Kaosu murmured as Sensei stormed through the shop past him. He'd never seen Sensei look so serious before, even while teaching.
It was a few hours later when Sensei left his bedroom. He hadn't slept, rather he laid facing the ceiling thinking of what the lieutenant's visit would entail later on. There was no way he would find Urahara's research, since it really was there at Urahara shop, and the officer was a fool for taking what Sensei said at face value. He would have to deal with that later on, but the time he bought himself was substantial, and the kids would be ready to stop what was coming by that point. He headed for his kitchen and paused when he came across Stark, smirking at his guts. "You intrude often, stark-kun?" he asked, not really meaning anything stern by it. Sensei had that kind of sense of humor.
As he headed towards the refrigerator, he heard Azami try and get his attention. He sighed as he retrieved a triplicate of bottled water, tossed one to Stark, and kept two in his hands. "Of course you can, " he replied, not knowing the girl's name, or just not remembering it, else he would have addressed her as such. "Stark-kun, I'll be with you shortly, hm?" he muttered before leading Azami down the hallway and into an office and sat at his desk. "Did you have a question?" he asked curiously.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 5:45 pm
Stark nodded to his knew teacher and his eyes reflected a deep pain of sorrow and longing as he looked at Azami's face. He wondered what she would think of him now, if she would hate him and what he was, if she would turn on him as a monster or what, he simply didn't know. And the not knowing ate him from the inside and tore at what was left of his tainted soul.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 10:55 pm
Stepping in, Kintaro looked at the Sensei, as he called himself. The kid didn't even looked bruised, but there was still some water on his clothes, as there was on Stark's. Looking at the Sensei, Kintaro nodded. "I'll be back tomorrow. I've got school in the morning." So saying, he turned and left.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 1:27 pm
-Ductape_Bandit- ((So it's nighttime . . . Mkay))
Once that idiot of a lieutenant finally picked up and left, Sensei went back inside and walked past everyone who was left without a sound. He went through the back of his shop and through the corridor to his personal living space.
"Sensei? . . . " Kaosu murmured as Sensei stormed through the shop past him. He'd never seen Sensei look so serious before, even while teaching.
It was a few hours later when Sensei left his bedroom. He hadn't slept, rather he laid facing the ceiling thinking of what the lieutenant's visit would entail later on. There was no way he would find Urahara's research, since it really was there at Urahara shop, and the officer was a fool for taking what Sensei said at face value. He would have to deal with that later on, but the time he bought himself was substantial, and the kids would be ready to stop what was coming by that point. He headed for his kitchen and paused when he came across Stark, smirking at his guts. "You intrude often, stark-kun?" he asked, not really meaning anything stern by it. Sensei had that kind of sense of humor.
As he headed towards the refrigerator, he heard Azami try and get his attention. He sighed as he retrieved a triplicate of bottled water, tossed one to Stark, and kept two in his hands. "Of course you can, " he replied, not knowing the girl's name, or just not remembering it, else he would have addressed her as such. "Stark-kun, I'll be with you shortly, hm?" he muttered before leading Azami down the hallway and into an office and sat at his desk. "Did you have a question?" he asked curiously.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 6:18 pm
Sensei nodded as he sat forward, leaning over the desk. "Hollows originate in the death of a human being. All souls roam the earth for a short while after they die, until a man or a woman known as a shinigami steps forth and guides them on their way to the soul society. People who don't know this often believe that the soul just goes to heaven. If for some reason a soul is not lead to soul society for a long while, two things can happen. Either a soul finds himself completely content with its existence and clings to a certain object that meant a lot to them. You've heard of hauntings, right?
"On the other hand, a soul becomes tormented by his existence, and a hole begins to rend within their heart. They try and try to fill it, but eventually, they just feel empty. Thus is the birth of a Hollow. Their very being contorts to an empty shell of itself. We don;t know why, we just know that this happens. Hollows resort to killing in order to fill the emptiness, but they never seem to attain satisfaction, and continue to kill."
It all sounded morbid for the sole reason that it really was. The worst part was, that was only the extreme in good Hollow cases, if there was such a thing.
"As for a cure . . . the shinigami hold the secret to that one. It's known as soul burial. It's a similar process to that which they use to send a spirit to soul society. They kind of beat the emptiness out of hem . . . the kicker is, that a buried hollow is sent to soul society, so unfortunately, it's hard to ever see them again. Now tell me . . . for who's benefit are you asking?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 6:33 pm
"Well...That sorta answers my question. I'm asking on behalf of all Hollows. If what you say is true, then they're living empty lives right? It sounds painful and sorrowful. Nobody should have to go through that," Azami said smiling sadly, "What I had wanted to know was when did Hollows first appear and why? You mentioned Shinigami can cleanse Hollows, but if that's so, then why are there still so many Hollows? I've never seen a shinigami before, but I've seen plenty of Hollows. Why does it feel like the duties of others fall on us. Shinigamis are supposed to guide souls and cleanse Hollows, yet I find myself performing duties to put souls at ease and kill Hollows; I suspect many others with powers of their own find themselves burdened with these duties. I'd still want to do my part and help those in need, but it...it's difficult at times to just go on with your own life at times aiding others both living and dead and not even being able to talk about it."
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 10:39 am
"No one who's still around knows when Hollows started, and many shinigami are nearly a century old . . . though it it very safe to assume that they've been around as long as humans have," Sensei replied, huffing at Azami's next question. It was one many have asked for years.
"Everyone feels that God takes vacations from good sometimes. It's easy to blame someone that doesn't exist for the s**t that happens . . . but what you and everyone else with the power to interact with these forces must comprehend, is that Soul society is not the most stable of places, and it is our duty to do what we can . . . that doesn't mean w can do everything on our own though, and we shouldn't try . . . what we need to do is fill in the holes. This hole is a very intense one, so intense that you've experienced it all your life, but it won't last forever . . . order will be restored as soon as the shinigami can manage. You've learned today that there are many who have abilities in the same vein as yours . . . and many go to your school . . . you can always rely on them when you find yourself overwhelmed by hollows and your own life."
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 4:54 pm
Shigoro walked towards the shop. He had nothing against the old man, but some of the higher-ups were getting uneasy about some of his research into Hollows. The last thing the AoM needed was a shinigami with the secret to Hollowfication. Shigoro clutched his hand over his face and Hollowfied. No sense in taking unnecessary risks. He opened the door. "Hello. I suppose you're wondering why I'm here. Let me show you. Divide the Heavens, Nanatsu Kagami." His Zanpakuto extended to its full seven feet and turned bright blue. The hilt disappeared, and the temperature dropped by a good forty degrees. "Nothing personal. It's just business."
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 5:08 pm
Sensei growled as he went to the front door, grabbing his kanabou in one fist before smashing towards Shigoro. His only option was to block with his zanpakuto since he was in a tiny shop. The force put into the strike would lift the vizard up and vault him, sending him flying to the other side of town. "Goddamned freeloaders," he muttered before shutting the door and heading back to his office.
((teehee, No one knows Sensei knows anything about hollowfcation, GTFO with your nonsense. Shiro's the only one who MIGHT know, and he's not in league with you, nor has he been anywhere but soul society since he found out. ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 5:17 pm
((Well, that was rude, wasn't it?))
Shigoro calmly sailed across Karakura. He'd have to kill that informant later. That old man probably didn't know a thing about Hollowfication. From the look of him he probably didn't know what he'd had for breakfast that morning. Oh, look. Here comes the ground. Brace for the impact... and... ow.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 7:10 pm
-Ductape_Bandit- "No one who's still around knows when Hollows started, and many shinigami are nearly a century old . . . though it it very safe to assume that they've been around as long as humans have," Sensei replied, huffing at Azami's next question. It was one many have asked for years.
"Everyone feels that God takes vacations from good sometimes. It's easy to blame someone that doesn't exist for the s**t that happens . . . but what you and everyone else with the power to interact with these forces must comprehend, is that Soul society is not the most stable of places, and it is our duty to do what we can . . . that doesn't mean w can do everything on our own though, and we shouldn't try . . . what we need to do is fill in the holes. This hole is a very intense one, so intense that you've experienced it all your life, but it won't last forever . . . order will be restored as soon as the shinigami can manage. You've learned today that there are many who have abilities in the same vein as yours . . . and many go to your school . . . you can always rely on them when you find yourself overwhelmed by hollows and your own life."
With that, Aami left the man's office and shop entirely heading straight for home.((Exit))
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 4:00 pm
Since Azami was gone, it was time to return to Stark, Sensei supposed. He headed back towards the dining area, taking a sip of soda as he entered.
"So, Stark-kun, what do you want to talk about?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 7:33 pm
Stark looked as serious as the grave, as he said one word. "Bankai..." It was obvious that he wanted it and he wanted sensei to teach it to him and he knew he would be able to learn it thanks to the journal. He knew he would need the power of his bankai to deal with threats like the one that had just come to the door.
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