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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 26, 2015 17:09:13 GMT -6
As Kita huffed and went on towards the shopkeeper, Gin turned to his master. “Is that really the case, Aizen-san?” he asked. He waved a hand towards Kita and Kisuke. “If I were so pathetic, could I control this power that even you have trouble reining in without suffering damage?” He glanced to Kita once more. "I don't see a difference between the power I hold over Kita and the power you held over a certain noble, except," he smirked, "you lost it."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 26, 2015 18:24:39 GMT -6
Aizen chuckled softly, his hands folding behind him as he stepped into the cell with Kita. "There is a difference still between you and I in that example, old friend. My siren could not enchant me. You fell for yours head over heels and are still falling for her."
Aizen stepped up behind Kita as she knelled down next to Kisuke. Aizen turning to look at the silver haired reaper. "And I wanted her powers. Not her. The sex. Her beauty. Only a bonus in this game."
"You're a dog."
His looked moved back to Kita as he smirked. "As long as I had her powers, all was well. It was a plus, she was a good fuck." Aizen reached out, caressing Kita's long raven hair as he smiled slyly. "She surely did not know how to give a decent head job like some I know."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 26, 2015 19:33:16 GMT -6
Gin smirked as he walked over to Kita taking the side opposite his master, so they could continue their conversation. “It still seems like I’m winning, Aizen-san,” he stated, sliding his own hand through Kita’s hair and watching her lean against his touch for a moment. “By making the game real enough, Kita gave all of herself to me, her powers, body, and," his smile turned sultry, “her skills. Your ‘queen’ denied you in your favorite game or so some have said. And I even killed you once because of mine.” He released Kita, still grinning. “Therefore, I wouldn’t say that this has made me any less of a player in your game.”
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 26, 2015 20:13:15 GMT -6
Aizen chuckled shaking his head. "What's next Ichimaru? Do we take out our dicks and measure them?"
"Gin wins..." Kita whispered softly.
Kisuke hearing her his eyes opened and he spoke in a gruff horsey tone. "I did not need to know that--and you two assholes will not --do that in my presences."
Aizen and Gin both looked his way as Kita giggled softly. Leaning forward she kissed Kisuke's forehead a bright smile across her lips.
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Oct 26, 2015 22:09:18 GMT -6
Kisuke returned Kita's smile with one of his own as he rolled slightly toward her cupping her cheek, caressing it lightly with his thumb. He looked deep into her blue eyes and sighed heavily. "I see." His smile fading slightly as he rolled to his back looking to the ceiling once more.
"Even a well-lit place can hide salvation. A map to a one-man maze that never sees the sun. Where the lost are the heroes and the thieves are left to drown, but everyone knows by now. Fairy tales are not found. They're written in the walls."
Kita smiled as she watched and listened to him. When he stopped talking she answered him. "As we walk in a straight line. Down in the dirt with a landslide approaching, but nothing could ever stop us from stealing our own place in the sun. We will face the odds against us," Kita's smile grew wider, "and run into the fear we run from."
"It has begun..." Kisuke added as he adjusted his hat over his eyes closing them. His hand closest to Kita dropped into her lap as she quickly grabbed it up.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 27, 2015 8:51:18 GMT -6
“Fairy tales usually turn into nightmares here,” Gin quipped. “It doesn’t make it any less of an adventure, if you’re going to be discussing stories to give her strength while waiting for your strength to return, Shopkeep’.” He looked to Aizen. “Then again, if he's going to be talking children’s story, does that mean some young knight or daring princess is going to rescue all the poor people caught in this web, or are we going to ‘accidentally’ seek our own demises? Or is it something else?"
He grinned deviously, waving a hand. "All of the people will sink to the abyss, taken in by the darkness, long before a chance opportunity lets light peak in?" |
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 27, 2015 19:01:16 GMT -6
Aizen's gazed turned from Gin to the woman and the Shopkeeper, “Every fairy tale has a bloody lining. Every one has teeth and claws.”
“And fairy tales are not my escape from reality; rather, they are my reality--for mine is a world in which good and evil are not abstract concepts, and like fairy-tale heroines, no magic would save me unless I had the wit, heart and courage to use it widely.” Kita replied not looking either of their way, but stayed focused on Kisuke.
Kisuke grinned from under his hat. “Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.”
Aizen chuckled softly, "and like the old fool you are you believe that."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 28, 2015 14:16:58 GMT -6
Gin chuckled, too. “He can’t be that much of a fool or you wouldn’t want him here,” the snake pointed out. “Or am I wrong in that impression, Aizen-san?’
Aizen’s gaze turned back to his slippery friend. “I need him for his brains and his hobby as a scientist.” He looked to Kita and Kisuke. “I want or need nothing from the foolish shopkeeper who licks the wounds of Soul Society.”
Kisuke lifted his hat. “Don’t you mean the one who is always finding ways of stomping you back into the dirt?”
Aizen waved his hand. “A futile threat when I hold all that you care for, brother.”
He knelt down by Kita and looked into Kisuke’s eyes. “What is the tale of Sleeping Beauty? A story of a princess protected from a terrible curse by three fairies, who can’t escape her fate, but is awoken and saved by true love’s kiss?” He stood and looked to Gin with a smirk. A shiver of foreboding ran down his neck. Aizen's smooth voice continued. “You know better and I much prefer the first version, the truth behind the illusion fabricated by poor fools.”
Gin stayed still, locked in a reaction learned from many, many years ago, even as his hand clenched as Aizen reached for Kita once more. He couldn't break from the hypnotic gaze. And it was futile not to listen.
Even as his master took a lock of Kita’s hair in between his fingers again. “Despite the protection, the princess succumbed to her fate and drowned the lands in darkness for a 100 years. The price to escape the darkness was another darkness, the princess’ rape, the loss of her everything.” Letting the raven hair fall from his fingers, Aizen set a hand on his protege's shoulder. “I should elaborate on the fact that the dragon lived on, still savoring the fruits of his revenge.”
“Darkness came first, Shopkeeper, and it will always return.”
Gin didn’t speak or even comment on the fact that his master had faced him during this speech, not Kisuke. That the Shopkeeper was a witness more than anything else. He knew why. And he’d heard lessons like this before in other analogies. Long ago.
But he wasn't the pupil anymore. He turned his head aside, trying to clear his mind of flashbacks, and pushed the hand aside. "What do fairy tales have to with what you want the Shopkeeper for, old friend?"
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Oct 28, 2015 15:12:26 GMT -6
Kita chuckled softly as she turned looking at her lover. "They have nothing to do with why Aizen wants Kisuke. It was all analogy, to see how much he still had control over you, my love. The only part he has wrong..." Kita looked to Aizen. "I am not a princess. I am the heroine."
She turned back to Kisuke as he smiled widely, adjusting his hat back over his eyes, resting his head back to the pillow.
"You're too easy, Ichimaru--And here I thought you broke those chains, and you're right, Sousuke. The darkness did come first. However, the light will always shine through the darkness." He lifted his hat slightly and winked at Kita then dropped it back over his face.
"No matter how dark it gets." Kita whispered.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 28, 2015 15:27:43 GMT -6
Gin snickered lightly, looking down at them. “It looks like the Shopkeeper still has an edge, Aizen-san.” He spread his arms to include the cell and Las Noches. “Even when you drag him into your own environment.” He folded his arms and leaned against the wall. “If it wasn’t for the fact that he is currently resting his head against Kita’s lap, I’d be worried that your brother would prick your finger and put you into a sleep.”
Twisting the defiant words into the fairy tale analogy and turning it around came easier than he thought, though there was still a weight on his mind. Really, it was almost funny how the Shopkeeper and Kita were on one side of his mind and Aizen was pushing against the other. But the border remained. Still.
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Oct 28, 2015 15:52:36 GMT -6
"The sad part here--" Kisuke said from under his hat as he lifted it slowly and looked to Aizen. "He would sleep for eternity, because there is not a woman alive that would want to kiss his ugly ass."
Kita held a snicker back as Kisuke smiled at her, her hands on his shoulders pressing him to lay back down and rest.
"I am fine, sweetie. You have done wonders." He sat up adjusting his hat back on top of his head as he kissed Kita's forehead tenderly. "Thank you, Kita." Straightening his clothing as he stood from the cot, Kisuke looked to Aizen. "What do you want of me, Sousuke?"
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 28, 2015 16:18:47 GMT -6
Aizen lifted a hand, with two fingers he summoned two fraccion. They entered the cell and took hold of Kita's arms, pulling her from the cot were she sat. She looked quickly at them both as they stood on either side of her holding her in place as she tugged on her arms to break free of them.
"What are you doing Aizen?!" Kita demanded to know.
He stepped up to her as her eyes narrowed at him. Before anyone could react, Aizen backhanded her across the face. Kita's head jolting to her left, her long raven hair now covering her face. Gin moved toward them as Aizen's free hand shot up and stopped him short. "Do you want to make this worse, Ichimaru?" Gin made no sound as he stood down. The fraccion's still held her tightly within their grasp as Aizen stepped up closer to her taking hold of her chin, he brushed the hair from her face, making her look at him.
"I am your Master. You demand nothing of me." He leaned forward licking the blood from her lips as it trickled from the corner of her mouth. "And I demand every thing from you." He turned from Kita and the fraccion, flicking his hand at them he dismissed them.
"Take her to my chamber and stay with her until I arrive. If she tries to get away you are free to do as you will." There was a short pause when he added, "short of killing her."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 28, 2015 16:53:52 GMT -6
As Kita growled and the fraccion dragged her out of the cell, Gin moved again, stopped as Kyoka Suigetsu was drawn across his chest.
“I warned you about the consequences of interfering, Ichimaru.”
Gin clenched his hands as the blade cut into his skin, releasing a coil of bloodlust within himself. “She’s mine,” he hissed.
“Then join us when I am through here,” Aizen replied, letting his sword drag further along his chest.
Gin stiffened, resisting the call to draw his own blade and attack. Not falling for the bait.
“Or you can wait for sloppy seconds,” the smooth voice continued.
Gin whirled, and their blades clashed in a crescendo of steel and sparks, his eyes bleeding crimson.
Aizen laughed. “You know, I wonder if Kita’s seen you in the throes of lust when you’re nearly overtaken by your bloodlust, old friend.” He smirked and pressed against their crossed swords. “I’m sure with her tears it would be quite the spectacle.”
Gin’s grip on Shinsou shook as the war with his control threatened to snap...
“If you touch her, Sousuke, you will not get any cooperation from me,” Kisuke’s crisp voice called out, making both of them turn. His eyes narrowed on the Snake for a moment before focusing on his brother.
“And your persuasion to get your Snake to hurt her won’t work, so you can try something else. Those eyes give me a headache.” The tone was calm, even, nearly nonchalant, but the eyes were anything but. He was not going to stand for this.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Oct 28, 2015 17:34:14 GMT -6
Aizen chuckled letting his blade drop as it grated against Shinsou. "There is nothing you can do to stop me from doing as I please with her. My nephew or Ichimaru's son. Neither of you are in the position to demand a thing."
Aizen sheathed his blade and stepped toward the cell door as he grabbed Gin by the arm and shoved him from the cell. "Think about that one, Kisuke Urahara and while you think on it, think of what I might be doing to your loved ones." The cell door slammed closed.
Charging the cell door Kisuke reached through the bars and grabbed Aizen by the collar jerking him toward him. "I swear to you, Sousuke, if so much as a hint of you touching them brushes my ear," Kisuke's eyes narrowed under his hat, "the next time we meet I will remove you from existence."
Aizen pried the Shopkeeper's hand from his person as he laughed aloud. He said nothing to him as he turned looking at Gin, his look telling him to move forward.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Oct 28, 2015 17:45:06 GMT -6
Gin turned around and started to walk out of the cells, his darker emotions once again barely locked within himself thanks to the look from a certain Shopkeeper. It had reminded him of the long, drawn out battle between them in the basement when he had been 'metaphysically' torn apart. However, at the mention of the kids, he could feel the tension to let loose fester. The fact that his eyes had flashed to blood red again wasn’t a good sign either.
Shinsou gleamed in his hand. Hand tightening around his zanpakuto, Gin turned and looked to Aizen. “When do I see my son?”
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