Samui opened her eyes in awe as Clay explained his situation on the Great Ash War. He must have mistaken the wars. While he spoke about the first one, she was speaking of the second one. Ya kidding? I should be the one amazed! You are speaking of the first Great Ash War! Where the people alive are just...legends! Nah I'm referring to the latest one, around 50 years ago. she said sweetly as she held herself close, the loose of blood already making her a bit colder. She covered herself to be a bit warm, she will soon ask for whiskey if necesary. At the mentioning of the morgue it was visible that Samui tensed a bit, she avoided that area. The aspect of death one of her biggests traumas due to remembering what its like to die. I haven't, I don't consider myself emotionally stable to enter such a place yet.... those being her only words about the topic, enough to set straight that she was not prepared for that risk.
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xxxAi had managed to successfully sneak out of the gardens when it started to become to crowded. She hated crowds. They were so annoying. Though, during her mindless roaming, she heard something that disturbed her. With that thought in mind, she had quickly rushed to where she had felt Samui. And found her she did. With the new guy from earlier. Walking over, Ai gave a gentle nudge to Samui's sleeve. "Samui-San." She said with a small frown on her face. "W-We need to T-Talk, b-but you might want to sit down for this." She said, unable to meet Samui's gaze. It was heavy news that was hurting even her. She hated to think of how Samui was going to react.
"Dear gods...there was more then one!?....I was out there...for both of them....For 300 years I was constantly fighting...hollows and rouges alike..."
He put the whisky flask down beside her again, took in a big puff and let it out
"I understand...it wasn't easy for me to have to dig up my friends from the ruins of the broken down city..." as he saw mentioning the morgue was probably not the best thing to say, but he saw another woman come and start talking to Samui
"If you two want I can leave if its of personal matters" he told the woman before him
Samui nodded at the question, obviously he passed through a lot in order to not notice they were two wars. She patted his shoulder and sighed, that is until she felt a tug on her sleeve. She turned around and for her surprise, it was Ai. Samui barely talked to her but when she did, it was always serious. Her gaze became calmed and focused on the sadened reaper, her composture straight as she listened. Ai-san, please explain. You are worrying me here dearie. And Clay, please stay. If these are harsh news I would like you to stay be me as support if its not much to ask. she said calmly, her voice monotone and her heart skipping a beat of worry.
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xxxAi clenched her jaw as Samui told her to speak. Taking a deep breath, she kept her eyes averted. "As I was wondering the squad just now, I heard some of Shu's guards talking. They said that Sasuke was starting a revolt to overthrow Shu. In order to avert the crisis, he was tried to be reasoned with, but he wouldn't listen. Sagishi stepped in and confronted Sasuke." She said as she paused, her voice catching on a sob. Tears started to slowly fall down her face as she looked back at Samui finally. "I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this Samui. But Sasuke was killed in the encounter." She said, crossing her arms over her chest as she put her head down, her bangs covering her eyes. She didn't want to be the one to do this, but she didn't want to leave Samui searching forever for her dead husband either.
Ivory Armstrong
MrClassicMagic
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I can finally be of Use to Somebody
Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 8:14 pm
Clay heard her simple request and smiled "Sure Samui, I got your back" he rested his hand on her shoulder.
After this woman gave Samui such grave news, he knew right then and there what pain she was dealing with. It was just a shame that she couldn't have been given this information sooner, or that she had known about her husbands actions so she could try and stop him.
So much was running through Clays head at this time but he had to push that back until the information sunk in with samui and he could be there to lend a shoulder to cry on...but if she didn't need it, that's fine too. Whatever kind of help now that Samui needed, he wanted to be there to help no matter what.
She sworn she felt her heart sink, break and burn. Her beloved husband was dead. But what hurt her most of all, was the reason why he died. She couldn't believe he died in battle, but not against his enemies, but against another member of her beloved squad. She was pained that he was responsible for this. He even went over Shu to seek power. She stood up and looked at Ai, she was obviously in pain for giving such news. Therefore she wouldn't cry in front of her. The female gently hugged Ai, giving all the comforting feeling she could to her. Thank you for giving me that information. I know it was difficult to notify, and I'm grateful for your courage. she said softly before backing away and holding back a sob. She bothered to look back at Clay, her eyes tearing up and almost crying. But this was not the time. Not yet.. Ai, where is Sagishi? I seek to speak with him imideately. she said firmly, a few tears staining once again her cheeks while holding her wedding ring.
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xxxAi listened as Samui seemed to be taking really well. Better then she would have. As she listened to her and she was hugged, she slowly pulled herself back together. "I'm sorry Samui-San." She said before trying to think of the answer to that question. "I'm afraid I don't have any rightful idea Samui-San. Once I heard the news, I immediately made my way over here to tell you." She said as she kept her arms crossed, though she did move her arms up for a moment to wipe her eyes.
"Well Samui, if you will allow me to accompany you, I have some business with Sagishi as well..."
It was true that he did want to apologize to sagishi for drinking all his wine in a depressed state, but another was to be there for Samui and make sure she didn't do something she would regret. When someone seeks blood, they find it and Clay didn't know what was running through her head but best be safe then sorry.
Ivory Armstrong
SarahHuchiga
Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 12:03 pm
Accoмpanιed By: Ai, Clay, Samui Locaтιon: Hidden Training Grounds, Fourth Division Mood: Pensive/Piqued Tнoυgнтѕ: "Right, then." ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ There was nothing more than basic and primary nature occurring during the time of an individual's death, yet the prowess of the mind, despite species, creates inevitable pain in those that care- an advantage and flaw, all the same, the intellect of mankind has always proved to be its greatest asset and weakness. Even then, it is only emotion that forces any feeling unto those who have only begun to witness the devastation that is reality. A person would survive for some moderation of time [varying, depending on their course of action], only to pass existence by, at an inevitable later date; the mechanisms of actuality are simplistic when viewed by an entity with a linear and logical viewpoint, unaffected by and lacking contact with their imperfections. The only biological purpose in existence proved to be quite basic, and an applicant to any given subject group, without exception: as a flocking species [or, in the case of the Shinigami, previously being a flocking species], each member in a community, in the end, is only meant to follow the pattern that is birth into life, reproduction to create life, and death to end life. It was true that not every individual earnestly succeeded in this scientific definition of "existence", as a result of this, however death was placed within reality for good reason, and that became, undeniably, population control. As was witnessed by many, whether it be Arrancar, Hollow, human, Quincy, or Shinigami, a community too thick was to be problematic. In the minds of some- the majority of the Shibusa included, as well as, perhaps, couple other noble houses within the Seireitei- the killing of others was nothing more than that: manipulation of a society's growth. If a life was no longer needed, it would simply be taken, without questions asked. It was rare that this could be agreed upon, however, it was not necessarily false nor true, simply opinionated. It was a fact, on the other hand, that there exists not one sole purpose within the purposeless, meaning that their lives are without meaning, and could be, in the end, abandoned, dealing no harm unto the well-being of the species. This was simply the way of things, and Sagishi understood it as such. He did not crave blood or the death of others, nor did he desire it to be nonexistent, however that it occurred when and where was necessary, being capable of stealing the consciousness of others without a second thought after a conclusion has been made. This proved true upon his hand being forced to kill a certain Sasuke Hiroshi in recent date during an uprising amidst the Hiroshi Noble House. Overtaken by greed, it was only the most logical option that his death be brought upon him, and that merely happened, with what haste asked of it. His time had, quite simply, ended, though would have to linger amongst those who were not quite as apathetic as the killer.
It was evident that Sagishi had reacquired his proper and usual mentality due to the fact that, amongst the many thoughts that continuously flowed through his mind, the most prominent consideration toward his surroundings was that of the inconvenience of travel within the Fourth Division. With the barracks, his initial point, being one of the most commonly visited buildings of the squadron, and the hidden training grounds, his destination with emphasis on the word "hidden", being so contrasting in relation to one another simply made the Sword wonder why he even bothered making the trek. It was true that, perhaps, he had become slightly unpractised with his Zanpakutō, having accessed Shikai only once- possibly twice- in the past four-or-three-hundred years, but his complacency proved always capable of prevailing above other sensations. Despite attempting to ignore the fact, his impatience made it so that the only object of his focus was the distance from Point A to Point B, and, in all earnesty, it was a frustrating experience, despite complaining about length of travel every time that it was asked of or decided by him. Effort was, simply put, not something that the Sword enjoyed partaking in. He believed that his natural aptitude should have been all that it required to succeed in life, and while his intellect and intuition were increased tenfold- potentially further- when in intensive contemplation, that asked endeavour of him, and meant attempt further than casual behaviour. As per usual, it was his complaints that made the journey shorter. Arriving at the training grounds, Sagishi came only to see Ai, Clay, and Samui- how utterly beautiful that was, two people of whom he might have immediate conflict with. It should have been assumed that the decision to set himself straight would only bring further trouble. Sighing subconsciously upon entrance, the Sword merely walked in, amongst the lot, without speaking a word. It should have, by Samui of whom had been moderately near the Third Sword for some time, been apparent that he was rarely, if at all, the first to speak. Acknowledging their presence, as opposed to merely continuing with his business, Sagishi took his Zanpakutō as a cane, putting his weight upon it in a lean, awaiting a spark in conversation, despite his distance of few metres.
[[OOC: "I kind-of-sort-of killed your husband, sorry. He just up-and-impaled himself on Sagishi's Zanpakutō, I don't even know what else to say. It was entirely nature's doing, lest it wouldn't have happened, in the first place. I can't even quite understand how he managed it, seeing that the weapon is blunt."]]
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Samui could only nod to Clay's request, soothing Ai a bit more in order to calm her down. The girl was really shy, obviously not only did she break her shyness for a bit, but also breaking her last hope of finding Sasuke. She knew her husband was a difficult person to handle, living with him for 50 years was enough experience. As if her requests were heard, the Third seat came strolling down to the training grounds. If it were possible, her heart cracked a bit more at the sight of the zampakuto being drawn. That same weapon that had killed her lover, causing many thoughts to run through her mind. But only 1 settled her down. He is currently working with Shu. She had known the captain for years as well, and knew that she would train her subordinates the best way she could. Therefore Sagishi wouldn't act on pure rage, also Ai's statement made sense. Considering that Sasuke wanted to be the head of the Hiroshi clan. Her body swayed slowly and approached the male. Her face empty of expression but her cheeks stained with tears. The female stopped a few feet from him, her hands entwined with themselves. Sagishi-san, I know you and Sasuke did not with the right foot. But I also know you are not capable of holding the grudge to that limit. she said softly, choking on a small sob to then continue. So please, I request to know what were your reasons for executing my husband. she said finally. Her body not shivering or moving, not until hearing it from his voice.
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xxxAi let Samui console her for a few moments, feeling a little awkward because she should be consoling Samui. Not the other way around. She then saw Sagishi come up and let Samui go over t him. She needed to hear it from him. Instead, she chose the smart route and hung back, even gong as far as stepping back a bit to give them more room. Though she did make sure to wipe her eyes dry before Sagishi saw that she had been crying. She wanted to keep as much pride as she could, though she had crossed her arms over her chest again and let her head hang so that her bangs were once again covering her eyes.
Clay saw Sagishi walk forward, he heard how calm Samui tried to be, but Clay could pick up on her chocking back her sorrow. From a bias point of view, Sagishi killed Samui's husband due to betrayal or something like that, but one thing was fact, Sagishi took justice into his own hand and killed a man before trial.
"Sorry but none of this sits right with me, Sagishi you are not above the laws of these lands, you acted on your own accord and took the life of someone who deserved a fair trial. Even if you were to say you killed him in self defense that still doesn't make it right. You should have subdued the man and brought him before the judge and jury..... We abandoned the laws of the wild and in turn took up the laws of man... We don't kill our own kind even if it was mutiny..."
Clay didn't care if he was out ranked, he spoke his heart true no matter who or what stood before him.
"on a side note...sorry for drinking all of your wine...that wasn't right of me...after if we are still on some decent terms...let me buy you another bottle"
SarahHuchiga
Ivory Armstrong
Puppet on a String Theory
Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 4:51 pm
Accoмpanιed By: Ai, Clay, Samui Locaтιon: Hidden Training Grounds, Fourth Division Mood: Piqued/Vexed Tнoυgнтѕ: "People are bothersome." ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ There existed times when interaction with other individuals merely proved to be taxxing on a person, in every possible aspect of the word. Others could blame, deny, punish, ridicule, and attempt to speak non-existent sense into others through means of their own lack of knowledge. This proved to be the most significant reason as to why it was that Sagishi preferred keeping to himself, in an environment where he would be left in peace unless desired otherwise. He was easily irritated, yes, though with perfectly fine reasoning for such. If another were to consider life in every same mentality as himself, chances were that they would be precisely the same in their outward mannerisms. In the end, he simply was not a person that enjoyed dealing with other people, and far appreciated his own company better than that of others. It was rare that another could see themselves in him, as his own disposition was unique, to say the least. Intellectual, yet apathetic toward any surrounding entity capable of forming speech- or rather, incapable of forming such on the same level as himself, not in aptitude, but justification and understanding. There, in the end, seemed to exist no such person, leaving himself inside the, opposed to popular belief, extremely active shell of his own being.
Sagishi had to forcibly furl his eyebrows downward at the request of an alibi from Samui, in regards to the case of the death of Sasuke Hiroshi. Using the the words of Clay as justification for the deduction of logic, it was clear that the trio had already been informed of the reasoning for the male's execution, which gave the Sword absolutely no reason to have to waste his breath through means of explaining it to them, once more. It would be him speaking, however, in his mind, news is news, no matter who speaks it. His apathy, while not contagious, must have been taken note of by some individual; it was simply his nature to not earnestly pay any mind to the difficulties- or pleasantries, for that matter- of other people, unless he had some gain from it. The true Shibusa within him shone comprehensibly in his vain, and if one were to be aware of his blood, the detail would be identified with much ease. Notwithstanding the fact, he, also, could have cared less; raising his head to look more specifically in the direction of the now-widowed medic, the Englishman took a brief moment to make visual contact with her, prior to averting his eyes in a sarcastic gesture, a falsely portrayed raise of the right arm into empty air. equal at shoulder-level, grasping nothing with an open palm, though still retaining his balance through means of the staff that remained standing erect by the grip of his unoccupied hand. This displayed the more carefree personality that the male was also well known for possessing, and when in association with his ennui, he simply seemed to not have any concerns towards anything, merely a whimsical character to infinite avail. Many took offense, however, those that had come to be, at least, moderately acquainted with his public appearance could quickly understand not to consider his actions crude, though perhaps, still unable to provide justification as to why it was that he portrayed himself in such a manner. Despite his physical interaction, Sagishi's voice remained as calculative and somber, as per usual, and what appeared to be indefinite. Still, with a soft, yet exasperated sigh, he lightly emphasised the displeasure that discussion brought forth. In fact, he simply wasn't much in the mood for talking, to begin with. As a result, he began with the words of another Sherlock Holmes, the fictional creator of the Holmesian Deduction that the Sword had become so adept in. "How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?" the tone, of course, held some irritability to it, though it was merely to match the words spoken by the well renowned logician. "As Clay," he paused to make an additional gesture in the direction of the oddly attired Shinigami, "understands, Sasuke was sentenced death for treason." He simply allowed his words a moment to settle, before continuing onwards. "Very basically, he attempted the murder of Shu Hiroshi, and, in thwarting his plots, he further assaulted myself." The talking was becoming aching for the male, as he, quite honestly, did not feel it necessary to have to elaborate on what was already known. "In forcing my hand, he lost his life." Sagishi finished, very abruptly, with the so-desired background information to the scenario. He, to not have to speak excessively, saved several details from entering the surrounding atmosphere, such as the fact that he, himself, had taken a liberal approach, while the not-yet-murderer took the opportunity to attempt to silence he who analyses. Clay's point remained true that, yes, he could have potentially seized further the culprit for inspection on public trial, however the Sword was quite literally forced by Sasuke sealing his own fate by taking the initiative. Sagishi respected intelligence and that of others, however he took note of nothing significant in the male's actions, and henceforth made no note to spare his life. Despite his seldom making combative confrontation, he would not restrain himself if given reason was not provided. It, in the end, was very basic. The matter was not one of investigative purpose nor sleuthing, but, in the words of the Third Seat, "mere idiocy". His vexation caused by those of proclaimed deficiency never ceased.
Turning, then, to address Clay, he was forced to, once more, release a light breath from his mouth. This was only in displeasure toward the westerner's words and nothing more. He possessed knowledge of law and legislature, as was clear, however not of sociology, which made his argument entirely fallible in the perception of Sagishi. One can make claims based on the creations of mankind, however to do so, it is necessary that they take into account the inventor, all the same. This was essential logic. Undertaking a more serious tone, he took the time to pay someone real mind. The matter of such philosophy involving manslaughter was well-abundant in the thoughts of those intellectual few that were, also, forced to frequently witness such occurrences. "Humanity has dictated that it is meaningless to be alive," he began, coldly. "and that we serve no purpose." he stood, removing the weight from his Zanpakutō. "We live to die, and those that wish death upon others only preemptively cause the same, to themselves, if not worse." this was what the male understood, and having acquired such a viewpoint derivative of his own experience and observation of others, it proved, quite well, to be the truth. "In the end, I'll die just the same as everyone else, already has, in my family." despite the words, he openly laughed at the statement, finding amusement in it. He could have mentioned his position as the Clan Head of the Shibusa Noble House, but abstained from doing so. Surely, it could have been mentioned that he would, normally, assist in the trial of "law" that Clay so certainly understood, but he would leave his logic aside, as those undeserving do not acquire that which is not of their grasp. The time was not quite right, nonetheless, to disclose such information, though it was evident that the male held a far better composure of himself.
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The atmosphere was uneasy, and even thicker as words began to be heard. Sagishi's words were piercing her heart and Clay's were just giving them space to pierce. Her mind conflicted, broken and mixed with many feelings. To think that what she held so dear to her was now vanished because of corruption. she was now standing infront of the man who brought demise to her husband, one she loved deeply. Yet never knew if it was responded the way it should. Every single detail and comment after she wed Sasuke was now coming to her. How he became colder each day and she had to shut up. His ambitions grew, and some of her dreams had to be crushed in order to do so. Maybe that's why she did not bother to bare children, because deep inside she knew he wouldn't be there for them. He decided to pass over his own limits in order to achieve something he didn't deserve. Sagishi's words were just the tip of the cup. She passed over her own limits to keep him happy, and even be appart from her dreams to keep him that way. In the end, she was blind. His death and the way it had been were just a reality check. He stained the clan the day he was against the changes. And her once called marriage was just a teenage ilusion he had given her. Her body began shaking at realization as a loud cry was heard from her. Her weakened state took the best of her as her knees crashed to the ground. Sobs and coughs. filled the air as she held herself close. Taking in the bitter reality that was once a fantasy. The spider web she lived in for the last 50 years. Sagashi-san, I apologize for his behavior towards Shu. And that your zampaktuto had to be stained with his blood for something that could have been settled with words. she said between sobs, her tears falling as she remained on the cold floor. Her sickness consuming her quickly as she coughed louder in the grounds.
