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Post by Commander Shunsui Kyoraku on May 29, 2024 20:51:54 GMT -6
“Back when Ichimaru was in a coma. There was a lot going on and it was only one time, so I agreed to stay quiet for her. I didn’t even tell Juushiro or Nanao. But I’m breaking that silence now. I don’t want to encourage that behavior, not when she’s already putting herself through a different kind of hell by reliving it to put it behind her. We can’t separate her from Ichimaru or Vale — each for their own reasons. But if she isn’t separated from Aizen now, she’ll keep thinking of the war and all that’s transpired even when we can move on.”
He sighed once more, reaching into his desk for a flask of sake. He wondered if he would be able to taste it. He needed the burn. He popped the lid and took a long swig, putting it away after. “It won’t end for her, old friend, just as it wouldn't for another young lady we know. They’re too young for that.”
Kisuke sighed at the information he was given. "However, Momo did not want Aizen dead, she believed in him. Kita on the other hand wants the man dead." He shook his head even though Kyoraku could not see it. "I will leave the information you told me, buried. Bringing it up now would be a bad idea."
"Yes, Momo-chan. She's proof that you can walk away as she stood against him in the Winter war and then stayed as the lieutenant until her end. I need to remember that with Yumi-chan." Another long pause filled the space between them. "As far as that old truth, I'll leave it to you. You know more about what to bring up with her and what not to. I didn't bring it up to get her in trouble, even it's good intentioned. It's a warning. For you and me. There is a fine line between hate and loyalty, something Ichimaru has shown us a hundred times over. I don't want her slipping down that path any more than she has.
And neither do you. It's cost you enough of your family."
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on May 29, 2024 21:29:31 GMT -6
Kisuke fell silent again, would Kita do such a thing? Gin only returned to Aizen's side because he asked him to do so to protect Kita no matter what it took. If Gin did--at any point--start showing his loyalty to Aizen once more. It could not have been because he truly wanted to follow the man.
It was only to protect the girl that he and Gin both care for, right? Kisuke's eyes narrowed, and he just couldn't see Kita having any type of loyalty toward Aizen at all, and the trip to the Muken that Kyoraku told him about. There had to be a logical reason for it, she would have never endangered Sojiro or Kenji in that way.
"Sorry old friend, I just can't see Kita having loyalty toward anyone but the man who molded her.""I'm not casting doubt on her. I'm in no position to do that after losing to Alister. But I want us to be free and I don't see her living any kind of happy life if she's one of the guard. Some of us can have two lives and balance the two - you did for a long time - but I don't think she is one of them. I'll leave the choice to you and I'll inform Ashimitsu about the plan. I'm sure he'll call you later for the details. Until then, for a little longer, Aizen is yours to watch." Kisuke's head nodded though Kyoraku did not see. "Let me know when you're ready for my end and if any help is needed, let me know. I will be there to help." He heard Kyoraku agree, the two said their farewells, ending their talk.
It was thirty minutes later and Aizen was starting to wake, Kita waited a little longer as she continued purifying his blood, but when Aizen's eyes opened, and he called her kitten, she was done. Exiting the cell, Kita gave her adopted father a hug and left the shop to return home to be with the love of her life. Kisuke turned and looked at Aizen as he pushed up on the cot.
"I got questions, and you have the answers. So if you want to live to see the sunset this evening, you'll answer every question I ask you without playing games."--END RP-- “Downtime”
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on May 30, 2024 21:20:13 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: RejectionEpisode 447 "Urahara Inquisition": After Kita had gone, Kisuke gave Aizen time to come around a little more. He gave him food, drink, a warm tub of soapy water, a rag, and clean clothes. Then sealed his cell and posted a guard to keep Aizen in place. To Kisuke's disbelief, Aizen behaved himself. He did not even try to manipulate the guard outside his cell. After a few hours, Kisuke entered the prison area and dismissed the guard. He turned slowly and looked at his brother.
"You got answers and I want them," Kisuke told Aizen adjusting his hat as he sat on the stool in front of Aizen's cell. "So start talking."
"What answers are you looking for, dear brother?” Aizen walked toward the bars on his cell. “I can tell you many things, but if you want specific answers,” he gleamed at Kisuke through the bars, “you must ask the right questions." Kisuke looked on at his brother, "Tell me what was going on when you came looking for help from us?""That's simple, the Hōgyoku was rejecting me. Why father thought it would be an excellent idea to place it back in my chest, I have no idea," Aizen specified. Kisuke looked on at Aizen with a raised brow, “So you’re telling me Giichi restored the Hogyoku and shoved it back into your chest, and you had nothing to do with it?” “Not a thing,” Aizen stated as he leaned forward on the cell bars. “Why do I find that impossible to believe?” “You can trust what I say or not, but I had no reason to want the Hōgyoku returned to me. It rejected me once. Why wouldn’t it do it yet again?” “So you believe that was what was going on when you came to me?” Kisuke adjusted his hat to better look at Aizen.“What else could it have been?” “Tis, an act on your part. Because it seems rather odd how it rejected you, Aizen.” “Sorry,” Aizen pushed off the bars and turned his back to Kisuke, waving a carefree hand over his shoulder as he walked deeper into his cell. “I don’t remember much of anything after you retreated into the shop to call Kyoraku.” Kisuke’s head dropped as he sighed, “Such a convenient answer.” He looked back up at his brother. “Let me refresh your memory. The Hogyoku burst from your chest and sunk itself into the chest of Szayel’s mod podge of a creation.”Aizen turned slightly with a raised brow, “so you're telling me Shosei now has the Hōgyoku?” A smirk crossed his lips as he chuckled lightly. “Very interesting indeed.” “So that thing does have a name,”“Of course he does.” Kisuke fell silent for a few seconds when he remembered what Vale told him to ask Aizen. “I was told to ask you if you heard voices with all that,” Kisuke’s hand came up, finger pointing at Aizen as he drew small circles in the air. “whatever you call what was going on, was going on.”
Aizen chuckled looking at Kisuke as he walked toward him once more, “Just as baffled as I am, I see.” He stopped at the bars, eyes fixed on Kisuke. “No, I heard no voices. In my head…or otherwise.” Kisuke stood from the stool and made a path toward Aizen, an angered look in his eyes as he stopped directly in front of the man. “So what do you remember, Aizen?”Aizen locked eyes with Kisuke, “I remember finding myself back in Las Noches. The Hōgyoku back in my chest and the worst pain I have ever felt.” Aizen chuckled. “It hurt worse than the hole Ichimaru blew in me during the Winter War, and that is not saying much.” Kisuke growled glaring at his brother, “You have to know something. You didn’t carry that damn thing around with you for centuries and not learn something about it.”Aizen smirked at him, “No more than I already knew about it. What is happening with it now I have no idea.” His smirk widened, “why not have Kitten ask her Hōgyoku? Maybe it could answer your questions better than I could.” “Kita’s Hogyoku was destroyed,” Kisuke growled narrowing his eyes, “and stop calling her that!”
Aizen gave Kisuke a knowing grin, “I know better. You didn’t destroy the first one when you should have. What makes you think I am going to believe you destroyed Kitten’s?” Kisuke glared at Aizen through the bars, turned, and called the guard back as he made a path toward the door. “Let’s see if isolation and no substance jars your memory on what was going on with you and the Hōgyoku.”Aizen chuckled as he watched the guard enter and Kisuke exit through the door. “Starving your prisoner, and you say I am heartless.” Kisuke did not stop moving forward as a low growl emitted from his chest. “Bastard. I will get my answers one way or another.” --END RP-- “Coda & Zayasu” |
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Jun 24, 2024 1:26:20 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: RejectionEpisode 463 “It’s All in The Wrist”: Aizen was lounging on the cot in his cell, an arm casually tucked under his head as he gazed out at the night sky through the barred window. The moon hung high, casting a silvery glow over the scene, and the stars were a dazzling array against the velvet backdrop. Despite his incarceration, he found a strange peace in this nightly ritual, knowing it was only a matter of time before this tranquil interlude would be disrupted. He was certain that his replacement would soon arrive, signaling his release from this confining cell. Rising to his feet with a graceful, unhurried movement, Aizen walked over to the window and peered out, a wide smirk spreading across his lips. The gleam of a blade caught his eye. "Hand him to me," he commanded softly. Reaching through the narrow window, Aizen took hold of the gift his visitor bore, carefully pulling the blade through the bars and into his cell. "Hello, old friend," Aizen murmured to Kyōka Suigetsu as he slowly drew the zanpakuto from its sheath. Holding the sword reverently before him, he whispered the command, "Shatter." With that spoken release, Aizen then employed a forbidden Kido to nullify the seal on his prison, effectively freeing himself. He then unlocked the cell door, stepped out into the corridor, and closed the door behind him. With a meticulous precision, he restored the seal to ensure the cell remained secure. As he did so, a small gray mouse scurried under his feet and darted into the cell. Aizen turned to watch as the mouse transformed into an exact replica of himself. "Play your role," Aizen instructed, a sly grin curling his lips. "And after your—our—lunch, you can make your escape. I won’t be far. Seek me out when you are free." The duplicate, now an identical Aizen, bowed deeply, his arm crossing his chest in a gesture of respect. "I will see you soon, Lord Aizen." With a nod, Aizen turned and made his way out of Urahara Shop, leaving behind the perfect decoy to play his part. --END RP-- “Answers in the Dark” |
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