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 Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 8:35 pm
"Regardless of who or what they are..."
Head of the Kuchiki Noble Family, Captain of Squad 6
Byakuya nodded to Renji. "Indeed, the execution of Hikaru Yamada is the event to take place on Sokyoku Hill. You may guard his tower if you wish to do so, I am sure it would improve the discipline of those already stationed out there~" He was abrutply interrupted by a knock on the door. As he shifted to walk to the door, it appears Renji had already gotten to the door.
"Very well... Is this, perhaps..." He looked through the crack in the door as it slid aside. "Ah, Kurosaki-chan. Welcome. Make yourself comfortable." He said, still in his monotone voice, as he sat on his desk and arranged a few more documents.
"... Anyone who disturbs Soul Society will be cut down."
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 8:55 pm
  
As the door opened, Hisana re-wrapped the item in the expensive scarf and bolted upright, upon examining Renji, who just happened to be standing there. Honestly, she'd really just hoped she could talk with Kuchiki alone, but seeing how the other two were there... Ah, forget it. "Thank you, Abarai-fukutaicho." She entered upon request, blood red sandals lightly clicking against the wooden floorboards with slow anticipation, as she held the wrapped object by her side. "Actually, I don't have much time to make myself cozy here..." She was nervous enough not to make eye contact with him already, fingers trembling, one foot tapping... She finally took one gulp and spoke up.
"I wanted to apologize for my...unexplainable...behavior at the previous Captain's Meeting. It was crude, and absurd, and shouldn't have done that. ...So I'm sorry." Her fingers seemed to fiddle with the object in her hands, before taking a steady breath to calm herself, continuing to explain her actions. "The entire Seireitei thinks I'm crazy, and I fully respect that... But I wanted to explain where I've mysteriously disappeared to for the past three months without a trace...
"...And how I should be arrested for impersonating the Royal Guard, gaining Hollowfication powers, and transferring my own powers to Rukia to separate her from the possessive Hollow." She leaned over to give a meaningful apology bow, before straightening herself up once more, an embarrassed blush covering her face, turning it a bright red, knowing there would probably be severe punishments to everything she'd done.. ."...Again, I'm sorry... And I'll shut up now."
 ~Out Of Consciousness~
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:02 pm
 Renji Abarai
Lieutenant Squad 6 He lets her in and then walks out. " I will leave you two alone to talk." " If you need me you know were I'll be." He flash steps to the tower that is holding Hikaru Yamada.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:17 pm
"Regardless of who or what they are..."
Head of the Kuchiki Noble Family, Captain of Squad 6
Byakuya raised an eyebrow allowing a moment of silence to pass. It seemed some awkward tension had formed within the atmosphere as he nodded to Renji and considered Hisana's words. He sighed lightly as he tapped a stack of papers and slipped it into a small box on his desk. He then rested both hands gently on the table, and looked to Hisana. It was now evening, and the moon was visible outside, illuminating the room in its soft glow.
"I see... Well~" He began, standing up from his desk, casting a shadow as he blocked the window, moving in the chair as he quietly clicked on a light switch and lit a candle. "~I do forgive you, for the behavior, and a number of other things, if that is what you are apologizing for. Though discreetly I have come to terms with it myself. When I was younger, like you, I was rather short-fused and tempered, quite unexplainable in behavior and nearly discarded as a possible male to uphold the Kuchiki family name when I came of age."
He took notice of the cloth in her hand, his attention clearly shifting, curiosity piqued. His gaze returned to hers, as he opened his mouth to speak again.
"Indeed, I did have some interest as to your location when you mysteriously disappeared, however I do not believe I should arrest you for your crimes." He paused.
"I am however, far more interested in your reasons for this sudden decision to admit your actions and request that I arrest you. Surely there is another reason behind it, something must have encouraged you to do this."
"... Anyone who disturbs Soul Society will be cut down."
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:35 pm
Hisana's blush immediately disappeared after he had finished speaking, blinking once, twice, three times in ultimate confusion... Her hands were still trembling, and her eyes were shut tight for a second, wondering what her answer to his last statement would be. I knew I forgot something. She gulped one last time, before locking her gaze with his, no longer scared or trembling.
"My reasons for admitting everything I've done as of December... Well, it also explains my reason for disappearing for so long. ...In fact, go ahead and direct your attention to that blank wall... She turned her body at a 90 degree angle, holding up the wrapped item in one hand as she closed her eyes... Her hair began to float in little wisps around her delicate features, her deep black and blood red haori wildly blowing around in an undetected breeze, as the object in her palm unraveled its covering...
Hisana opened her eyes immediately as the Hogyoku began to glow softly. "Tenteikura," she commanded, just as the device projected a wide movie-like screen up on the blank surface... And all the details began to play out.
Hisana had fallen through a portal to an alternate universe, where Ichigo had lost against Aizen, even with Saigo no Getsuga Tensho. The world was in ruins, and an image of Rukia as he Captain-Commander flashed multiple imes upon the screen... Then there was a man, scraggly purple hair and a number four on his shoulder. She had been kidnapped, taken to Las Noches...where she met the Cero Espada, otherwise known as the man currently sitting at the desk beside her. There was a woman identical to Rukia, but it wasn't her... She met the love of her life when the rescue party came... A boy with red hair hanging over an eye patch. It flashed forward to a while later. She approached a hidden valley, only to find the Hollow that took over Rukia who had nearly drowned her... Next thing she knew, she was coughing up water and blood mixed together, somebody coated in a dripping white layer pulsing reiatsu into her, saving her life... She got back to the Underground eventually, fought off zombies...and unleashed Mugetsu, her ultimate Bankai ability. After that, she blacked out, only to find herself waking up from a comatose six years later, her lover missing, possibly split in half... Nobody knew. But she nearly killed herself trying to bring him back, literally. Months later, maybe a year, Ichigo was a human again, and the final battle was at its climax... The boy she loved had died, and so did she, right after she witnessed his killing before her very eyes... She screamed his name... Her mother screamed her name, aching for her to come back... And then the world blacked out, all up to a point where she'd screamed "Watch your heads!" at the Meeting Hall previously...
The Hogyoku ceased its illumination, and Hisana's memories disappeared from the blank wall as she turned to face him... "...Losing the love of my life. That's what made me decide to admit all of this. ...But in any case, it's fine if you still think I've lost my mind like you said earlier..." Without another word, she approached the desk, placing the Hogyoku neatly at the corner, before turning her back as she decided to make her exit. What was I thinking, doing this...?
~Out Of Consciousness~
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 7:42 pm
"Regardless of who or what they are..."
Head of the Kuchiki Noble Family, Captain of Squad 6
Byakuya watched the projected images faded, and Hisana placed the item on his desk. He seemed to watch her with interest, but for the moment was baffled, unsure exactly of what to say.
"Kurosaki-chan. I shall dwell on your words, and I believe we should discuss this topic further in detail at a later time, but for now, it is evening and the execution is tomorrow at mid-day. My duties rely heavily on my future actions, so I must attend to them. I apologize for being so abrupt, however I must make haste." He said as he walked over and blew out the candles, looking at the item she had left as he bade her farewell. It seemed strange, much like his scarf, yet soiled somewhat by blood.
He raised an eyebrow as he walked over to his bedchambers, for once, he would sleep in there. He would await the next morning, to see if for once his arrest warrant would be carried out.
"... Anyone who disturbs Soul Society will be cut down."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 4:32 am
How we react to duty defines all of us...  Yukumi had kept herself busy in the time since the execution. She rarely wasn’t seen about the 6th squadron. Taking her personal responsibilities seriously enough to go above and beyond the average Shinigami within the squads. Where she used to barely come to the offices, now when evening came about and the Lieutenant and Captain had left for home it was the place to find her. Some of the court rumored that she didn’t sleep, and given how few hours she spent in her own quarters it certainly seemed as if she didn’t rest very often.
Organization had become a constant with the squadron, where she had once been dutiful now the level to which she made things uniform was closer to manic. Reworking the systems by which things were filed to make them easier to pull out later, fixing up any paperwork she could take care of and preparing any left over work for the Captain or Lieutenant's signature as needed.
The young Shinigami had been so obsessed with getting everything pristine with the books that eventually there was nothing left for her to fix. The squadron was busy, knowing that while she was strict, she tended to be fair to punishing crimes for what they were and attempting to resolve things at a level where the upper ranked members would never need to hear about it whenever possible.
Yet, as she looked outside she couldn't help but notice the autumn glint in the treeline and it made her stoic demeanor flicker instead through a moment of sorrow before she pushed it aside. Shaking her head she returned her attention to the desk to double check that all the papers would be prepared for her Captain when he came to the desk the next afternoon. Perhaps she would organize Renji's quarters next when he wasn't paying attention - there were days she got glimpses and it made her want to flinch....what best describes you?
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