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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Aug 16, 2015 17:34:36 GMT -6
Szayel looked around the room as he spoke, "you need to get out more, Ulquiorra. Knowing your captive is one of the best things." His hand rolled as he spoke and looked to the Fourth Espada. "She is the daughter of Kisuke Urahara. Do you really think redecorating the room is going to stop her from escaping this room, or even Las Noches for that fact? She slipped through Ichimaru's grasp and Lord Aizen's - all without the help of the Goddess. Did you think you were special~?"
Szayel leaned closer to him with a raised brow. "Hmmm?"
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 16, 2015 18:00:01 GMT -6
Ulquiorra blinked and swung around, tempted to ignore the scientist’s probing remark. “She has escaped from each person ONCE, Octava,” he murmured, looking around the room one more time before setting the box of uniforms on top of the bed. “She has already used up her luck with me.”
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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Aug 16, 2015 18:19:00 GMT -6
Szayel chuckled under his breath and stepped in the room watching Ulquiorra as he set the box on the bed then stepped back to check the room over again. "Making sure all areas are covered, Ulquiorra?" Szayel chuckled again opening the box. "Hmm," he lifted out one of the uniforms looking at it.
"For one that has pushed her luck to the limit," he lifted another piece from the box seeing they were different. "you are being rather nice in giving her a choice of what to wear." He dropped one of the pieces to the bed sliding his hand back in the box lifting a white bra from it.
He smirked madly looking at Ulquiorra, "did we get a little carried away, Ulquiorra?"
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 16, 2015 18:43:41 GMT -6
Ulquiorra stepped forwards and swiped the piece out of Szayel’s hand. “The variety has its purposes,” he muttered. When Szayel started snickering, he sighed. “Not like that,” he growled, stuffing the bra back into the box and closing it. “Use your other brain. If that were the purpose in giving her to me, I would have already done it.”
He walked over to his room, selecting a few book from his collection. He then set them on Kita's table.
"I would think that this would be an easy puzzle for you, Octava."
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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Aug 16, 2015 18:58:02 GMT -6
Szayel titled his head drawing his hand to his chin, "befriend the woman and she will open up to you easier? It's is rather the odd approach for you. Much different than the way you tented to the Inoue woman. Though," Szayel paced the floor at the foot of the bed, 'she is rather unique and I don't just mean in the way of being the Goddess' vessel. When probing her mind I find she thinks in ways most humans do not."
He turned looking at Ulquiorra again, "her reiryoku is high, but it does not show through in her reiatsu and it has nothing to do with the Goddess... Oh, speaking of the Goddess..." Szayel paused with a wide smile.
"Keep an eyes on your little guest. The void should be dropping soon."
"And I am to keep her here when it happens?" Ulquiorra asked.
Szayel grinned from ear to ear. "Unless you are scared of the Goddess. Then I would be glad to take her off your hands. I always do enjoy when Kita comes to visit."
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 16, 2015 19:35:37 GMT -6
Ulquiorra rolled his eyes. He did not have the time or inclination to listen to the scientist’s mad riddles.
Striding to his bedroom, he disappeared and reappeared, dragging a half-dressed Kita through the door. He completely ignored Szayel and tossed her into her room. “The lock has been reinforced. The same trick will not work again - if you can find anything of use.” He closed the door with a snap and turned to the other Espada.
“Anything useful to say or did you just come here to satisfy your curiosity?”
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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Aug 16, 2015 19:46:31 GMT -6
Szayel watched as Ulquiorra drug the half dressed woman across the room and disposed of her in her own. She clutched the rest of her clothing to her chest as she fought to get free of him.
"Let go your hurting me!" She told him.
When Ulquiorra addressed him again he pushed his glasses up and looked to the Fourth with a shrug, "only to tell you the void would be dropping at sometime." He turned and walked toward the door. "Sumi will appear at Kita's side the second it is dropped." He waved his hand over his shoulder as he walked away. "Just a warring. Sumi will be pissed and I would hate to be the receiver of that."
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 16, 2015 19:55:58 GMT -6
Ulquiorra nodded and then indicated the door. Szayel chuckled and headed out, eyes still twinkling. More riddles. Ulquiorra closed the door and returned to his table. He turned a book to its cover and then back over. He had already died once and he had seen oblivion twice, once to become a Vastro Lorde and once again due to the God Alister. He did not fear the destructive powers of the Goddess. In fact, it was more curiosity if the Goddess in her would make her worth the effort Aizen had bestowed on her. What made her different from other trash.
He picked up a book and waited.
For the end.
Or the beginning.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 16, 2015 21:44:24 GMT -6
"Rebellion": (continue)
It was not long after Kita was tossed in her room that a knock came to Ulquiorra's door. Quickly she made her way to the adjoining room door and listened in on what was being said. She smirked wide when she heard someone tell Ulquiorra his assistance was needed. Without another word she heard the door close in his room, silence filling the area; however, she waited a few minutes to make sure. When she was she turned quickly and darted through the room. Now was her chance. Darting into the bathroom she started digging frantically for anything to pick the locks. When she found nothing, she went back into the room walking quickly along the wall looking for something that might have been missed that she could use. Again she found nothing, she turned quickly remembering the table next to the couch had a drawer in it, she sighed seeing the table gone. Her mind than flashed to what she told Ulquiorra.
"I did it with a Kido."
She lifted her hands looking at them. Could she do it? The Kidos she was taught were powerful but she was not that great at them, but the two Kisuke kept her working on where the two she knew best and they were to help her get away from someone that had her in their grasps. "The one could remove an arm if done right." She heard Kisuke's voice in her head.
With a stern nod, determination in her eyes she walked over to the door. Two locks. Both dead bolts and she could see it was set up to an alarm system. One that would no doubt go off in Ulquiorra's room. She smirked again, "Which by luck he is not in at the moment." She mumbled to herself.
She stepped back a couple of steps readying herself, both hands extended in front of her, palms facing the locks on the door. Her eyes closed as she concentrated all her energy into the Kido as she resisted the chant.
"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south! Hadō #31. Shakkahō."
A fairly good sized red orb rushed toward the locks as Kita heard cracking and spitting of the wood and metal. When the smoke cleared away all she saw was one lock she was able to break. She lifted her hands again to give it another try, but she was drained and her hands burnt from the first attempt. She sighed and fell to her knees in front of the door."Well this is not good." She replied looking at her burnt hands.
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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Aug 17, 2015 19:05:05 GMT -6
“Don’t give up,” a faint whisper echoed from in front of the door. Yumiko looked around the empty hall and leaned down to push something underneath the door, the old comb she had lost in Szayel’s garden.
“Yumiko, what are you - I can’t use this,” her friend hissed from across the door.
Yumiko smiles slightly. “Go ahead,” she murmured. “It’s already ruined, and I’d rather not keep it for the memories.” After all, that comb reminded her all too much of her first night of pleasure at Aizen’s hands. When he had calmed her down from a terror fit only to whisper sweet nothings in her ear and spellbind her heart. The noble shook her head. “Come on, Kita. I don’t know how long your keeper will be away, and- “
The lock clicked and Kita walked out, handing her the marked comb. A faint smile lit up the noble's face as she hugged her. Pulling back, Yumiko strung an old bracelet between their joined hands. "Let's go get your son."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 17, 2015 19:51:35 GMT -6
Kita pulled back on her not moving from in front of the door. "Can you take on Aizen?"
Yumiko paused and looked at her as she shook her head. "But Sojiro?"
"We need a plan Yumiko. We can't just bust in there." Kita looked around and then down the hall the opposite way. "Come with me." Kita turned and took off the other way tugging Yumiko behind her. "Conceal your reiatsu. We don't want them to find us." Kita told her.
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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Aug 17, 2015 20:08:30 GMT -6
Yumiko nodded. “You’re right,” she stated. “If I had Mizue, it might be different, but I don’t.” She squeezed their joined hands. “Let’s go with your plan. And if we’re seen,” she looked to the bracelet, “it will help.” She concealed her reiatsu further. Moved |
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 20, 2015 15:09:27 GMT -6
"Mask of Despair":The walk back to to the room felt like it took forever as Kita's mind toiled over her memories from the past when she was younger and felt so strongly over the human race; to the lessons she had been taught over the years. It was not as if she had forgotten her hatred of them, it was only curbed by what she was taught from the others. Others she trusted with her life. Ones she knew would not do her wrong and were always there for her like she was for them.
Silently she healed her broken arm for a second time as Ulquiorra walked a few steps behind her keeping a watchful eyes on her movements. Cringing a few times with heavy sighs as she walked the Fourth never speaking to her once, which got her mind on the statement Aizen had made in the throne room about Ulquiorra saving her from his punishment. She looked back over her shoulder slightly at the Fourth as he walked silently along behind her. Still he said or did nothing... That was until they reached the rooms. Opening his door, Ulquiorra shoved her into the room first as he followed in behind her the door going closed with a rather loud thud and was locked tightly.
Kita turned swiftly after a few quick steps forward from his forceful entry of the room. "What did Aizen mean when he said you saved me? Why would you do that? You owe me nothing and if you think I am going to make this easy on you..." she was halted with a quick backhand as she stumbled grabbing the couch to keep her from falling to the floor.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 20, 2015 15:46:54 GMT -6
“Get that kimono off,” Ulquiorra ordered, tone crisp. He turned around, jacket whirling around betraying his continued irritation with his prisoner, deep eyes half narrowed in his ghost-like face. “Now, woman.”
Kita stood up. “You didn’t have to hit me for that,” she muttered, going to her room. She turned to close the door and glared, folding her arms as Ulquiorra followed her in. “I am neither stupid enough to try to escape so soon after the last failure nor am I changing in front of you.”
Ulquiorra rolled his eyes. “You forget I have already seen you naked,” he stated quietly. His figure moved to the side of entryway, pointing back towards his rooms. “If you want privacy, you will return back here with your outfit.”
Kita hugged the kimono to herself. “I would much prefer my own room, thank you.”
Ulquiorra’s stern eyes didn’t blink. “You will not," he retorted, tone blunt. "Your first item of punishment at this time is the loss of your privacy. Now return to my rooms or the consequences will only worsen.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 20, 2015 16:05:11 GMT -6
Kita huffed and stomped over to the box still on the bed, digging through it as she pulled out a few of the uniforms and looked them over for her approval. Once she had what she needed and wanted she draped them over her arm, turned the opposite way of Ulquiorra and walked toward the bathroom in her room.
Ulquiorra appeared in front of her within just inches of her, she stepped back from him, "I need the brush from in there." She told him.
“You will only retrieve the item you need. If you close the door, you will lose another sense of privacy. Am I understood?”
Kita rolled her eyes with a wave of hand, "fine, whatever." She stepped around him to finish her path to the bathroom. She was in and out in a matter of seconds as she brushed past him back into his room. Hearing the door to her room close and lock, she did not turn to see if Ulquiorra remained there or was still following her. That was until she tried to close the door to his room when she entered to go change.
She turned giving him a dirty look, "I don't care if you have seen me nude a million times. You are not my lover, and until that day--that will never come. I will change without your eyes feeding on my flesh." She jerked on the door to try to close it again.
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