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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Dec 5, 2015 16:15:51 GMT -6
"Quincy Confrontation": (continued) "Bravo, Quincy," said Vale, entering the room. He clapped slowly, a grin on his face as he looked to all in the room. "A little less bullshit than normal. But, sometimes less is more." He could hear the older Quincy growl as he rested his hand to the hilt of Chinmoku. "Those two there," said Vale pointing to Kita and Evita. "They are coming with me. The other, I don't care what you do with her. But, they are mine." Methuselah smiled slightly, raising his hand and drawing his bow. "Then, take them from me, Shinigami."Vale raised a brow and shrugged as his grin grew wider. He drew Chinmoku. "If you wish."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Dec 5, 2015 16:37:49 GMT -6
A flash of past memories echoed in Kita's mind nearly blinding her. Vale's bloody and broken body, his faint breathing and faltering heartbeat. Her eyes quickly went to the Quincy. "STOP!! PLEASE!! NOT AGAIN!!"
She looked to Vale as Chinmoku lifted from its sheath, "Vale..."
As Kita raised her hand, opening a godly gate, all in the room froze but Vale. He looked to Kita, sighing as he sheathed his blade. "Do not worry about me, Kita. Take Evita and go." Vale pointed to the terrified girl crouching in the chair behind Kita.
"Come with me." begged Kita. "Please."
"I am. I'm coming." answered Vale. He walked toward Kita, taking her hand as she reached for him. "I'm coming." Letting go of her hand, Vale stepped behind Kita and picked Evita up from the chair.
Kita turned quickly, walkig passed Vale and into the godly gate, Vale following behind her.
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Post by Methuselah on Dec 6, 2015 20:13:46 GMT -6
Methuselah's eyes narrowed as he looked to the empty space before him. He turned quickly, looking to the empty seats in front of his desk. Slamming his fist into the wall in front of him, Methuselah shouted loudly.
Hazel eyes fell to the intruder. "You...Why did you not leave when instructed? There is nothing here for you!" he shouted, slamming his fist into the wall again. The room shook, forcing the woman to brace herself against the wall. "You foolish woman! Your incessant desire to heal and save what you can not, is going to be the death of you!"
Methuselah stepped toward the woman. He grabbed her by the neck, lifting her several feet from the ground. Takai ran to his side, grabbing his arm as he slammed the woman against the wall. "I will tear you wings from your body. Then, let my son tear your body apart..." He looked to his daughter, and sighed.
Pulling the woman close, his grasp loosening around her neck, Methuselah whispered to the woman. "Get out." He released her.
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 6, 2015 21:23:31 GMT -6
As Takai ran over and controlled her father, Raelin stood and bowed her head. "I am who I am, sir, and this path you've set yourself and those around you are on, is a cruel one." She lifted her head and removed the crest from around her neck. "Weakness is a part of life. It is from what dreams, true strength, and hope for a better future comes from. There is no life without it." Raelin lowered her head again. "And the empty ambition left behind nearly destroyed our race before."
Setting a hand over the pendant cooling under her blouse, she sighed. "And I can't see a worthwhile reason for attacking a child as your son did. I am sorry. But I hope you can somehow save our dying race from his wrath..."
Her hand went to the antique ring on her finger and bit back the sting of tears. She had long feared being caught in this. Another war that could rob her of everything she had built.
"I hope Ishida-san is alright."
With those parting words, she vanished in burst of flash step.
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Post by Methuselah on Dec 7, 2015 9:22:42 GMT -6
Methuselah looked to his daughter, who had remained silent at his side. He turned his head, glancing at his son. "Naito..." He paused, thinking on his next words. "Release Ishida.""Father." said Takai, tightening her grip on his arm. "That is unwise.""Have him seek out Raelin Fang. And, teach her the pains of this world." Methuselah looked to Sadow, who was leaning against a wall picking at her fingernails. "Sadow...I may need you this evening."Pushing off the wall, Sadow walked over to Methuselah and took his hand. Pulling him from Takai, she led Methuselah toward the stairs leading to their chambers. "You should have killed her, Imai...""And, what would that do? She is naive. Killing her would only halt the progress being made with Ishida." Nothing more was said between them, as the two of them disappeared into Methuselah's chambers. Naito shook his head, looking to Takai with a wide grin. "Takai~."Takai rolled her eyes, slamming a fist into her brother's face sending him tumbling backwards. "Go fuck yourself."
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Post by Methuselah on Jan 19, 2016 17:48:27 GMT -6
"The Last Six Months": (continued) Methuselah sat at the large table, his elbows propped on the table as he rested his chin on folded hands. He hummed lowly as his hazel eyes focused on the figure at the end of the table.
For six months now, the half hollow Aizen had remained under his guard. She was watched carefully, never being left alone. Methuselah, Sadow shared the responsibility of watching her. While Takai was allowed to morn the loss of her brother.
"I will never quite understand the relationship my children shared. Both lovers and siblings. I am unsure if she morns the loss of her brother or that of her lover." Lowering his hands, Methuselah began to tap his fingers on the table.
"Whatever the reason, she may grieve as long as she needs. As for you, you remain nearly dead. And, your father will be none the wiser until he comes searching for you. Then, I will take his head."The half hollow hissed in her chains from the other end of the table. "My father does not care enough to come for me." "Then, we will go to him."Fade
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