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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 8, 2014 12:08:07 GMT -6
Kita started awake as the door banged open.
"Rise and shine," Gin called out with his usual smile, as if nothing had happened. He paused at the sight of her tears then tossed a new uniform in her face. "Use that when you are learning how to fight." Turning on his heel, he waved over his shoulder. "In case you forgot, I will indulge your desire for an outlet as long as you serve the purpose I outlined for you. Hurry up. Breakfast doesn't wait for you, and I have more to do today." He closed the door behind him, but it didn't lock.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 8, 2014 12:14:36 GMT -6
Kita sat up and narrowed her eyes at him as he stood there talking to her. When the door closed she pushed the new uniform into the floor. "The deals off, Ichimaru." She said aloud, but doubted if he heard.
She laid back down curling up with her pillow.
"Just leave me alone and I will stay out of your hair from here on out. I am sick of being played with. Mind, body and soul wise." She murmured.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 8, 2014 13:06:34 GMT -6
Gin didn't hear most of what was said, but he did hear Ichimaru, Ichimaru not Gin. Turning around again, he pushed the door open with his foot and saw her curled up in bed, as if trying to fall through and hide away. This wouldn't do.
Gin walked over, grabbed the edge of her sheet, and pulled it and her off the bed.
She stood with a glare. "I said-"
Gin pulled her up by her shirt to eye level. "I suggest you do as you're told, dearie," he hissed quietly. "I am not in the mood for a temper tantrum from the person I nearly got strangled for." He dropped her back on the bed. "I thought you learned that resistance gets you hurt. Now dress."
He whirled around. "And my name is Gin to you."
He left the room again, kicking it shut.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 8, 2014 13:19:43 GMT -6
Kita growled as she glared at the door. Picking up the uniform he through at her second before, she throwed it at the door. It hit softly and slide down the door. "I'll call you what I feel is appropriate and the deal is still off." She growling again in a louder tone.
She pushed off the bed and went to the bathroom to get dressed in her other uniform as she mumbled to herself mocking Gin.
"I'm not in the mood for a temper tantrum from the person I nearly got strangled for."
"Like I care anymore." She grumbled under her breath as she walked in the bathroom and closed the door locking it behind her.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 8, 2014 14:16:43 GMT -6
Gin tapped his fingers on the table of his consul, waiting for Kita to show. "She's being slow," he murmured. He grinned widely. "I guess her first so-called lesson will be something else." He started pressing buttons on his computer.
"Your time's been up, dearie. Time to come out of hiding~" he called out, loftily.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 8, 2014 14:26:37 GMT -6
Walking from the bathroom she heard Gin call out to her. She ignored him not answering back as she walked over to her bed and made it. Once it was made she sat down at the center of the bed grabbed up her pillow and clutched it to her chest. Resting her chin on the pillow she looked at the ice-green rose. For some odd reason, it made her angry and she did not know why. She looked away as her eyes went to the door. There on the floor the uniform he brought her still lay.
"I will indulge your desire for an outlet as long as you serve the purpose I outlined for you."
She heard his voice in her head again. She growled her eyes narrowed as she softly spoke. "Fuck you, Ichimaru."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 8, 2014 14:41:48 GMT -6
The door opened again. "Do you really want another round with me that badly~?" Gin asked. "If so," he smirked and leaned over her, licking her cheek, "I can oblige, especially if yer going to ignore my orders," he purred in her ear, before nipping it.
She growled and didn't budge.
Gin mock sighed. "I thought you trusted me. Well, look how long that lasted." Kita bit her lip and stayed silent. A moment later, Gin pulled her up by her uniform, tossing her none too gently over his shoulder. "Then I suppose I'll be bringing you a more revealing uniform for tomorrow's routine. I can stare at you and if you don't do well, I can enjoy myself."
He dropped her in the middle of the room.
"Get up. Yer learning one way or another. Last time before you start losing clothes, dearie."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 8, 2014 14:49:31 GMT -6
Kita glared up at him as she sat to the floor. "You wouldn't dare!" She growled. "Kisuke and Tsukrio would rip you apart and you know it!" Her tone was low as she pushed herself up and stood. She turned her back to him and walked over to the couch.
"Anyway, I told you our deal was over, Ichimaru. I am not interested any more."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 8, 2014 16:31:07 GMT -6
A deceptively gentle hand took ahold of her arm. She stiffened. The hand tightened, wrenched her around, and before Kita could picture much more than the burning fire of rage in his crystalline eyes, a slap echoed out, sending her backwards against the couch and ripping one sleeve of her uniform.
"Apparently, you have only been listening when you want to, dearie," he hissed, looking now at the fabric in his hand. He tossed it away and stepped closer to her. "That may be what you want, but you won't last long here, if you keep it up. The first rule here, no matter what," he spat in her face, "is to please Aizen. That is what I did. You're a fool, Kita."
He pushed her down into the couch, pressing his upper body against hers. "I have no more time, now, to deal with you, but if you aren't changed in the proper uniform when I get back, you'll see which threat is scarier, the shopkeeper or me."
He pulled back. "Definitions change with the scenery, dearie. Deal with it." Dragging her to her feet, he threw her and the sleeve into her room, slamming the door shut.
"Remember the traps, dearie. Stay in there."
The main door opened and ... slowly closed.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 8, 2014 17:00:32 GMT -6
When Gin slammed her door she ran over to the dresser grabbing the ice green rose and through it against the door. It shattered as glass, water and the rose all burst into hundreds of pieces around the room. Ice green petals slowly floated to the floor. When she heard the main room door go closed Kita started screaming and cussing. She drew her hand to her head looking up and out the window. Dropping her hand to her side she walked quickly over to the window and looked out. She was a good 80 stories up from the ground.
Quickly she went to work. She ran to Gin's room through the door in her room that adjoined them and grabbed all bedding she could find stripping his and her bed as well. When she had it all together she started ripping the sheets into long wide strips tieing knots every foot or so. Once she had enough strips she tied them all together. Quickly she worked looking up only if she heard a noise making her think Gin was returning. When she was down to her last three sheets, she looked to the large pile of homemade rope she had created and wondered if it was going to be long enough.
"Only one way to find out." Kita said aloud.
She stood from the floor and walked over grabbing her bedside table, walked over to the window and tossed it through the glass. The window shattered, glass falling around her giving her nicks on her bared arm and hands a few even on her face. The wind blew hard through the broken window as she walked over looking out over the edge to the ground below. She was not as far up as she thought. She then quickly walked over to her bed and pushed it over against the wall and securely tied one end to the bed leg and tossed the other end out the window. She watched as the rope fell and stop about twenty foot from the ground. Ripping the other sheets quickly she added to the end tied to the bed. Looking back out the rope rest to the ground. She smiled and turned one last time looking around the room.
"I would rather die out there then live in hell in here."
She turned with no reservations in mind and climbed out the window working her way down the rope to the ground below. ......
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Sept 9, 2014 16:00:20 GMT -6
Gin hadn't managed to return to his project in the seraph's room. Either Aizen had been waiting for him to leave his quarters or had been strolling the halls (aka prowling), but the two met up. Waves of fury radiated through Gin's reiatsu. He didn't need to improvise a reason. He was losing Kita and all because he had taken the next step to protect her. It made no sense. His ire seemed to amuse his master greatly, even more so when Gin admitted that Kita had fallen back into a rebellious phase.
Gin had no choice but bring Aizen with him, secretly hoping that Kita had obeyed him and wouldn't need to be 'reeducated' this afternoon.
He knew something was wrong the moment he stepped in. Worried that Kita had done something incredibly stupid, he rushed over and threw the door open, Aizen not far behind him. Glass and scattered rose petals littered the entrance as a breeze blew in from the smashed window. A sheet rope dangled from the bed post. Glass crunching under his heel, Gin stormed over to the window. She wasn't there.
Foolish girl! When Aizen catches her, he would be helpless to stop whatever punishment he chose to mete out. If she doesn't die first. Aizen chuckled and set a hand on his shoulder. "Patience, old friend. We will find her soon enough." He turned from the window but let his hand linger. "And when we do, perhaps I should have you create a permanent collar for your pet."
Repressing a shudder, Gin shrugged. "All that would be necessary is a smaller window, but if it is what you wish, I think I can come up with something."
Damn you, Kita! I hope you're quick enough to escape.
The two left the room.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 1, 2014 11:55:47 GMT -6
"Intel Hunt" continued:
Gin entered his room and strode purposefully to his console. With a few switches of the buttons, the cameras in Whisper's side of Las Noches blinked and were back running, a laser at their controls now burned out per his orders. He had never entered Whisper's domain and he had never left it. The laser only revealed a blank slate during that time. Leaning back and threading his hands together before him, the snake pondered on what he had learned. Searing the words into his mind, he buried his reactions deep inside him.
A few moments later, he rose and smoothly shut his console down with his new password, intent on freeing Whisper from the icy trap that had befallen her for her to just happen to be out of the way. How do you stop someone who can burn things out of existence? You freeze them with something that can halt existence.
His eyes flashed with bloodlust as he asked the room aloud, "Now who do I stalk next?"
It was Aizen's move now.
- END RP - "Dangerous Attraction":
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 1, 2014 19:35:06 GMT -6
"Lost and Found":Not even knocking Aizen let himself in Gin's room. There sitting at his console panel he sat staring at blank screens. He did not turn to look at his Master just sat silent and lifeless. Aizen smirked walking toward him. "If I did not know any better, Ichimaru. I would swear you're plotting against me." He paused for only a second then stepped forward again. "Where is your Pet, old friend?" He stopped directly behind him a few paces. Still Gin did not reply. "I am becoming impatient with her, Ichimaru." Aizen bit out.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 1, 2014 21:27:46 GMT -6
"And why is that?" Gin finally replied with a slow grin. "Because she is casting a spell on at least two of your pawns?" He turned aorund in his chair. "That was quite the spark of power in the direction of Septima's tower, and he managed to cut off Cero's attack before it exploded.
His head titled as he let the void settle over him, eyes slitted pools of amusement and power. "I think your choice of keeper has once again been drawn to her."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 1, 2014 21:39:32 GMT -6
Aizen narrowed his eyes at Gin, his words more forceful. "Where is your Pet, Ichimaru? I will not repeat myself again."
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