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 Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 4:05 pm
The Lounge
Everyone needs a place where they can simply rest and kick back, right? Well... wrong but the complaints were getting to Leto so he had one installed anyways. This room is one of the most luxurious in the entire installation. The room is well lit with lights. There is a self-serve bar by the back wall for the adults while a fridge full of all sorts of soft drinks. There is also a kitchen and refrigerator here with all sorts of food stocked up, though you will have to make it yourself. A microwave, an oven, a rice cooker, and a water boiler, for insta-ramen, are also located on the counter.
The floor is covered in a soft, blue carpet. A giant 50" by 50" Plasma TV sits at another wall with a leather sofa for five in front of it. The two seats at the end have foot rests and recline. Two more sofas are located on the side and surround a small glass coffee table. The latest game stations and most games are also here, but on an average basis there is hardly any time to play them.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 10:58 am
 
Well it couldn't be confirmed, but on first glance the Kitsunes seemed to have stirred all the other groups to action, after all he had detected Arrancar, Espada-leveled, reiatsu, a Captain-level Shinigami reiatsu, and a strong Vizard leveled reiatsu too. This certainly was going to get interesting within the next few days. He wondered how the other groups would react, but it appeared that the Kitsunes were no allies to Hueco Mundo, seeing their reactions.
On the other hand, he wasn’t quite sure if the Kitsunes were allies to anyone. Destroying a bridge with a large quantity of people on it? Recklessly violent and showing a disregard for human life, with that action they couldn’t exactly be considered their allies though, could they? Then perhaps this newly surfaced species would not last very long at all. Seireitei’s reaction would be unclear, but there was a high probability that the Vizards may mobilize to defend ‘their territory’ like a pack of beasts.
Thinking over the whole situation inside his car, Leto drove into the Takahashi Industries warehouse that served as the cover for the main Quincy hideout and base. Driving to a certain spot in the warehouse, stepped out of the Mustang, activated his Quincy bow and arrow, and fired it at some unseen target. Immediately afterwards, the floor beneath them began to go down, taking his car and Leto down. After a while of nothing but concrete walls, it opened up down into the “parking lot” where Leto kept his cars. Yes, plural.
Now, as the moving ground came to a stop, Leto walked off as two jawed panels overhead closed, hiding the hole in the floor if anyone would even notice, or so they wouldn’t fall. Passing through the entranceway, he proceeded down on his way to the lounge, that was where he’d assume the other Quincies would be, either now or soon. After all it was a very, very nice place, to say the least. And, of course, he had paid for it out of pocket, out of his extremely large pocket yes, but out of pocket anyways.
Walking into the room, well it looked surprisingly empty. Oh well then. First things first, Leto headed over to the kitchen section, for the refrigerator to be exact. Opening it up, he pulled out a can of Pepsi. Cracking open the can, Leto take a nice long drink before bringing the can over with him to the couch. Eventually they would arrive; well he might as well relax a bit. Looking over to the giant plasma TV, Leto placed his too feet ontop of the glass coffee table and reached for the remote, turning it on.
The first thing that came up was, of course, news of the bridge’s destructions with various different people attempting to figure out what was wrong with it. Some blamed natural forces, saying that the damage looked as if it was done by an extremely strong wind… Yet, it would take an immense amount of it to ‘cause that damage. Others were blaming it on structural integrity and wanted the company that made the bridge held accountable. It was all a mess, really…
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 6:06 pm
 And so, arrows rained forth from the heavens In which one of brilliance struck down the Almighty's Foe Lancelot Gottespfeil The entrance of Lancelot was a rather surprising one for many, he was certain. The quincy wasn't quite the kind to stay around, unless there were sources of information which he could tap into.Traveling abroad had led him back to Karakura yet again. It had been many years since he'd been within the little town of seemingly spiritual entities. It was like a breeding ground for everything. The usual place the Quincy were located at were the hospital, or that was how it used to be. His entrance into the town had been entailed with an encounter with one of the Quincy found by sheer fortune, or misfortune, depending upon Lancelot's mood.
The pallid Quincy entered into what was deemed "The Lounge", at the assistance of some unnamed quincy girl. A rare sight in the Vatican, but now... It was probably just as normal here, as it would have been in Rome or Berlin. Lancelot was certain that the Quincy blood wasn't just isolated to Karakura. Especially after his traveling about to find artifacts and information regarding Quincy in other nations, and it only reinforced his will for the world to know the story of their blood. From every hero, to the very villains which shook the little towns they were in, and the supernatural about them, even if it was scoffed at as fiction. He'd be happy nonetheless.
Upon surveying the room, there only seemed to be one. A brown haired man, kicking back on a couch, watching the television.
"You know, that'll rot your brain," the young man called simply, announcing his presence. A briefcase in his left hand, containing his findings, along with a pack jammed with the Quincy artifacts he located. Essentially, the pallid Lancelot was a walking museum for their kind. He who found it would be blessed And he who found it was there after known as God's Arrow
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 4:45 pm
"Wow, Lancelot has even shown his ugly mug." Came the drawling voice of Ikaru as the Second Quincy walked into the room behind the man, "So what brings you here oh wandering traveler? It has been quite a long time since I've seen ya around here." he commented off handedly, plopping down into a chair and looking back to the white haired quincy with a slight smile, "Find any good items this time around? That pack looks quite full of things unless my eyes have become weak with sleeplessness." he said with a yawn, truth be told he did look a bit rough, though Ikaru was an odd Quincy, possessing darker skin than most if one really paid attention they would be able to glimpse the darker skin under his eyes that showed he had been quite restless over the past few days at the least.
Without waiting for a response he turned his attention to Leto and smiled, "You know boss man he is correct, besides don't tell me ya summoned us here just to watch a show with you, not that I wouldn't mind hanging out here more but it would be bad for you as leader to officially order us to gather here for such a frivolous reason, perhaps though the real reason is that damnable reiatsu signature that has been keepin me up and destroyed the bridge." he said with another long yawn.
((Sorry I usually post much better than this sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 12:29 pm
"Well, I see you've returned." Leto said, not bothering to even as much as turn his head towards the object of his remark, Lancelot Gottespfeil, who had just entered the room. It wasn't hard for Leto to track the progress of someone who's reiatsu was like his. Though by virtue of constantly moving around, Lancelot still maintained a high position in the hierarchy of the Quincies in Karakura town. It could be his skill, his ambitions, or possibly his 'hobby' of collecting trinkets and relics from the past that so interested Leto these days. Leto himself was a bit of an oddball when compared to other Quincy groups scatter across the world.
There were many reasons for that, of course. The seemingly most obvious was the fact that he wasn't ancient, nor was his all that old even. The fact that, the age of twenty-seven, he had shown enough skill to even be considered leading a group of Quincies was remarkable. The fact that Leto currently is leading them is even more so. It seemed his tastes in bases of operation were different too. Although most Quincies seemed to have traditionally stuck with hospitals, Leto had chosen a different path. Acquiring great wealth, his base was hidden in essentially a weapons warehouse that was only a small fraction of his entire industry.
Then the other Quincy member arrived, his controversial Second-in-Command. Controversial in many aspects, first the man wasn't as skilled with the Bow as many would've liked, he seemed to concentrate more on swordsmanship and the such, preferring close range combat as opposed to the classic Quincy long-range sniping. Still, despite the controversy over a Quincy of that sort, there was no doubt the man was skilled in combat or else he would not hold his position as serving directly under Leto. Still, the young man had to learn to control his tongue at times. And to top it all off, both of them appeared to have somehow managed to miss the notice about the bridge being destroyed on the news channel reporting the incident, which Leto had purposely had on for a reason...
Perhaps this crop wasn't as good as he could've wished they were when in turns of dealing with subtlety, seriously that television was gigantic, and how would you miss the News broadcast? It hadn't cut to commercial yet, so Leto decided he would just punish their stupidness right there by ignoring them until they managed to notice the television... So besides his one comment earlier to Lancelot when he first entered the room, Leto let the two Quincies stew in their own juices for a while as the reporter went on about the incident while discussing it with a few of the people there attempting to repair such damage, it would likely cost millions. After about another minute of broadcast with the reporter lady rambling on about the damage done, the lives lost, they finally cut to a commercial. Moving his hand to the remote, Leto shut the television off, then stood up to face the two Quincies.
"I'm glad you could both make it." Leto said as he faced both of the Quincies, Lancelot with his briefcase and rather full pack of likely assorted trinkets and such. Leto had little problem thinking of him as an Indiana Jones-esque character, if it wasn't for his pale skin. Ikaru Kyra, his second-in-command, was the youngest present and appeared quite tired and exhausted by... whatever it was he did. Leto wasn't quite sure how the others made a living but they seemed to get by just fine. "I've been waiting here for a while for you two. Shall we get on this problem then?" Leto said as he then turned around and retook his seat, expecting the other two to go ahead and take a seat two, hopefully on the two other sofas flanking and not the one he was sitting on.
"I was there at the bridge, it seems a new group has revealed themselves, calling themselves 'Kitsune'. They were apparently the one ones who had destroyed the bridge. Not only though, Shinigamis, Vizards, and Arrancars were also present there. We need to discuss what's to be done." Leto said as he leaned slightly into the couch, his arms slightly crossed, restrained by the limits of his black blazer. The Kitsunes couldn't simply be ignored, especially after what had happened with the bridge. He would allow the others the voice their opinions on the matter first before he stated his own.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 3:28 pm
And so, arrows rained forth from the heavens In which one of brilliance struck down the Almighty's Foe Lancelot Gottespfeil Little luck for Lancelot, it seemed. The Quincy hardly let the television flip on within his home, unless he was with another person, and the news was the last thing on his list of viewing pleasures. Bias drivel, and that was all there was to it, it seemed. What had seemed like it would be a pleasant visit in Karakura had been quashed by the ever opinionated Ikaru. It had been years since Lancelot had last seen either of them, explaining the lack of knowledge of relocation. There hadn't been much, however there was one article of business to handle for his own personal records.
"I did leave the key to my home with you, so I had to come by sometime, didn't I?" Lancelot answered, in regards to the first thing Leto answered. The television was off, though it had been displaying the the ruined bridge. That had made getting into town absolutely irritating. There had clearly been something which had happened, that was out of human explanation, however he hadn't been aware of the full consequences. The ivory haired Quincy awaited the leader of the Karakura sect to continue. Invited to sit, Lancelot simply relaxed against the wall.
"What timing on my part, huh? Sometimes I wonder why I come back to Karakura," the historian joked, as relaxed. Every time he came, it seemed he was some kind of evil omen. Surely the others had noticed the very same thing.
"Eh. Found a couple of nice things, Ikaru, however that's a secret until I determine their major functions," Lancelot answered absently, keeping the suitcase close to his person. Ikaru was quite a pest at times, and that wasn't going to fly for now. Nonetheless, he shifted his gaze back to Leto for the task at hand.
"I've read nothing of these kitsune, through my travels. If there were that many gathered, they are probably going to be troublesome." This was going to be troublesome, without a doubt. That just meant the board was being prepared now and the match would begin soon, as the destruction of the bridge was nothing less than hostile. He who found it would be blessed And he who found it was there after known as God's Arrow
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 8:44 pm
“I’ll get back to you on that later, Lancelot.” Leto said, retaining his dignified air, but it seemed a bit overly so with that statement he had made. What was it? Well nobody was perfect, and in between his work, training, and tinkering, that said key had been pushed to the back of his mind and… lost. He didn’t even recall the time Lancelot had given him it, and in Leto’s defense it had been quite some time since his last visit here. Even responsible corporate CEOs could fall victim to neglect of duties. Now, it’d be a good time to change the subject, wouldn’t it?
Turning to face Lancelot, Leto allowed his curious side to peek out. He was always quite interested in such things, especially what Lancelot often went out to find and collect. It was quite convenient to have somebody who had traveled around gathering them, the main problem was usually whether or not Lancelot was willing to share his finds, Leto didn’t fully blame him for that but human emotions could easily override logic, it was part of humanity’s natural selection, as people could rarely get together and agree on the same thing. Still, it was interesting to see whatever Lancelot had found and properly looked into, after all reverse engineering, like he had done with the Sanrei Glove, was feasible in order to create more useful objects like so.
“Well be sure to tell us when you do figure it out then, Lancelot. The Kitsunes themselves pose a bit of a problem, it seemed as though the two I saw had control over wind and lightning, I’m not a hundred percent sure whether their powers are solely elemental or if it was a coincidence, but be on guard.” Leto replied as he now began to pace around the circle of couches, passing by Ikaru and Lancelot more than a few times, thinking over the situation. He didn’t know their true intentions, but one of them had been kidnapped by an Arrancar and another assaulted that Espada. It was quite possible they were a separate section with hidden intentions. That made Leto suspicious himself, they couldn’t have just randomly shown up, and their presence was known by pretty much every group out there, the Shinigamis, Vizards, Arrancars, and Quincy, as well as any other spiritually aware humans in the area.
Leto suddenly straightened up as he felt an immense reiatsu signature off in the distance; it was on par with a Shinigami taichou, no doubt about it. It didn’t have the same feel as one though, neither did it feel like an Arrancar or Vizard, could it be a Kitsune then? Had they reappeared? That wasn’t good, they would have to investigate it. Glancing around, Leto looked towards Ikaru and Lancelot. Although Lancelot had just arrived, Ikaru’s current state left him in no position to be doing any independent action, judging by how tired he looked, so Leto would have to rely on Lancelot for this one. “Lancelot, I’m going to have to ask you to investigate that reiatsu, I’ll trust your judgment on that situation, but don’t die-“
The earth around them shook and trembled like an earthquake. Leto wasn’t worried, it would be the silliest thing for the Quincy hideout and all the remaining Quincies to be killed by an earthquake, the Hideout was quite safe and sturdy. But it was unexpected, not only so but another reiatsu ripped out too, closer than the other one. Again, Ikaru wasn’t going to be any use in his current state, it seemed as though Leto would need to go out and investigate this one himself. This reiatsu was definitely familiar, Vizard, no doubt. What was a Vizard doing though? They preferred not to attract attention, was it another Kitsune? As the tremor stopped, Leto turned to Ikaru first and then Lancelot afterwards. “Ikaru, rest for now. When you feel up to it, come look for one of us. Lancelot, I’m more familiar with the city, I’ll look into this Vizard. You go to the River and investigate the reiatsu from there. Make sure you bring the proper equipment.” Yes, that reiatsu had died down now, but it wasn’t necessarily gone. And if Leto could take a sample, he could surely track down the owner of it. With that, Leto himself headed out, he wouldn’t take his car, the possibility that the earthquakes weren’t natural made it risky too. Heading up and out, he headed towards the origins of the reiatsu.
[Exits]
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 6:52 pm
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