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Post by Fuwa Ito on Sept 27, 2016 12:03:57 GMT -6
Fuwa laughed as the packaging revealed a sleek black shihakusho. “A Soul Reaper uniform!” he declared, standing and pulling his out. “Now, the ladies won’t know what’s coming.” He paused. “With a couple cosmetic details, we’ll blend in with the other Gotei officers guarding the Festival and enjoying the sunny afternoon. Just a face in the crowd.” He laughed again as he pulled out the matching hakama. "Wolves in sheeps' clothing."
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Post by Mitsunari Ono on Sept 27, 2016 12:14:37 GMT -6
Mitsunari chuckled, "exactly, my friends. With these you will blend right in. The Gotei is still on high alert and they are not only out looking for that bastard Sousuke Aizen and his Hollows, but anyone that wants to opposes them."
His arms rested to the box edge with a broad smirk across his lips. "This is the only way you will get around this close to the capital at night and not be stopped every ticking second to be questioned." He looked back into the box. "I also have new threads for the four of you for when you are out in the day time. I need you as low profile as possible." He tossed each one a new package.
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Post by Ahmes "Kazue" Sarraf on Sept 27, 2016 13:21:57 GMT -6
Kazue pushed the uniform aside and picked up the new one, grinning at the new tie on top. “Nice~” He pulled the top piece out. It was a short sleeved grey jacket, a happi. “Not bad at all.” He tossed it aside, pulling out black cropped hakamas and a white shirt to go underneath the jacket. “I guess I could upgrade to this for a chance at that ass~”
Mitsunari grinned as he watched him go through his new clothing. "The headband will work with thugs like Abarai on the force."
Kazue nodded looking his way then back to this things on his lap. His head still nodding slowly as he looked at the new items.
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Post by Satsuma Fujii on Sept 27, 2016 13:38:48 GMT -6
Satsuma looked at his, he had full length hakamas with a brown sash, a black tee and a sleeveless long forest green haori with a white diamond on the right shoulder. He nodded in agreement that the items were very nice indeed as Fuwa was still looking at his commenting about the clothing.
"I have to agree. These will keep us under the radar with the Soul Reapers and a lot closer to our targets."
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Post by Fuwa Ito on Sept 27, 2016 14:35:09 GMT -6
Fuwa purred as he stroked the fine cloth of the black haori in his hands. Though not of silk, it was still finished with a spiraling red dragon on the back. The design, though not as flashy as his jacket with flame on the ends, it completed an elegant black kimono and hakama essemble. The package also included a dark red sash like the one he was currently wearing. He chuckled as he looked back at his master. “I do believe we will make good use of these, my lord.” His eyes went back to the detailing, wondering if the baby sister would wear her hand-painted kimono again so he could sell it for a fine bonus on the side.
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Post by Kotaro Naoto on Sept 27, 2016 14:36:36 GMT -6
Kotaro grinned. “What present did I get?” He slit the packaging with a blade from his pocket and opened it up. “It better not restrict me too much.” Like Kazue, he’d got cropped black hakama with a grey sash. The shirt, however, wasn’t a T-shirt but some kind of long-necked, long sleeved black tight fitting shirt. He scowled.
Mitsunari chuckled. “It breathes better than it looks, Kotaro. Trust me.” He poured himself another drink. “It’s the standard shirt for Gotei’s Stealth Force. Black market purchase, of course. The reason I got you that was your tat's." Mitsunari watched as Kotaro touched his chest and looked down at himself, Mitsunari continued. "They will stick out far too much and flashing them around will get you noticed far too fast.”
Kotaro hummed to himself. “It better work as good as you say.” He finished pulling it out and then tossed it aside for the next item. A bright red happi jacket. “Awesome! I don’t have to change my colors.”
In the bottom were finger-less wrist gloves to hide the last of his tattoos. He was pleased with his gift, all but the shirt, he was still very doubtful about it, but took Mitsunari's word that it would work for him.
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Post by Mitsunari Ono on Sept 27, 2016 15:12:28 GMT -6
Mitsunari smiled at them. "I am glad you're pleased with your gifts." He chuckled lightly. "And I do hope you to take care of them. The Soul Reapers Uniform was not easy to come by. Especially with the division insignia on the inner breast like the originals."
The four looked to the inner breast of the shihakusho seeing a flower.
"Those flowers represent which division you're in?""Mine is not a flower so, which one am I in?" Kotaro ask flashing the insignia at him. "Stealth Force. I thought it would fit better with that shirt you will have to wear daily. Now then, let's move forward here." He clapped his hands together. "Go change into your new threads and lets go for a walk. Meet me at the gates in twenty minutes."
The men nodded gathering their things leaving his office. Mitsunari then turning as he went to his room to get ready himself.
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Post by Mitsunari Ono on Oct 24, 2016 7:45:53 GMT -6
"Profit":It was late afternoon as Mitsunari sat behind his desk looking out over the compound, his black silk robe lay open reveling his bare muscular chest. He lifted a hand; a lit cigarette went to his lips. He inhaled then exhaled as a ring of smoke rose slowly above him. His eyes adverted from the scene on the compound grounds to the floor in front of him as his eyes closed and his head rested back to the chair he occupied.
“Work quicker. I have company coming.” He groaned as he shifted in his seat, a low whimper admitting from the floor in front of him. He only chuckled as he took another drag from his cigarette.
It was a few minutes later and a knock echoed out in the room. “Enter,” Mitsunari called out to the ones on the other side. The door pushed opened as Mitsunari looked the way of his company. A beautiful woman of high stature in the entertainment industry entered his office. He smiled and stood from his seat pulling his robe closed, tying the belt around him once more.
“Lady Yurisa Kaiba. What do I owe this honor?” He dismissed her escort with a simple wave of hand. As he turned to leave the woman started a path toward him. She was the embodiment of pure lust for any man with her shapely figure, long raven hair, pouty lips and dark chocolate eyes that could melt a weak man from the inside out.
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Post by Yurisa Kaiba on Oct 24, 2016 7:50:17 GMT -6
She stopped at the edge of his desk as her eyes caught the arm of a young girl lying on the floor on the other side of the desk. She chuckled inwardly as her dark eyes turned back to the man in front of her. “I see you have been keeping yourself entertained.”
Mitsunari looked to the girl on the floor with a chuckle then slowly looked back to her. “I have to kill the mundanity of this place somehow, correct?” He lifted from his seat stepping around his desk toward the beautiful woman in front of it.
“Then maybe you should get out more,” she suggested steeping into him as one of her hands lifted to his barely concealed chest, a fingertip drawing an invisible line down the hem of the robe another down his muscular chest as she looked into the young leaders violet eyes. “I am only a village away you know. For you I am sure I could take a little time.”
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Post by Mitsunari Ono on Oct 24, 2016 7:51:58 GMT -6
Mitsunari chuckled softly as he let his fingers fondled the delicate skin of her cheek. “How could one resist such a tempting offer?”
She smirked at him stepping closer. “Though you may not want to leave once I am finished with you.”
Mitsunari chuckled as his hand dropped from her cheek to his side. He turned from the enchantress. “When will you learn your tricks don’t work with me, Lady Yurisa?” He stepped back around his desk and sat back down in his chair, his hands folding in front of him as he looked on at the now, annoyed woman. He chuckled lightly again. “I may be young, but beauty and your ability to satisfy me are not the only things this man is looking for in a woman.” His head tilted as he smirked at her.
“And what would your other clients say. Not to mention that rebellious son of yours?”
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Post by Yurisa Kaiba on Oct 24, 2016 7:53:40 GMT -6
A loose wrist flicked his way with an exhausted sigh as she turned and walked toward a small cabinet in the room. “Kaemon is no longer of my worries as long as he stays away from the Brothel all is well between he and I.” She opened the cabinet lifting out a bottle and poured herself a saucer of sake. She smirked as she lifted it to Mitsunari. “Of course we all know he won’t.” She tipped the saucer and downed it in once drink.
Mitsunari chuckled lightly shaking his head as he looked down on the surface of said desk. His eyes slowly lifted to the woman in the room once more. “Where did you send him now, Yurisa?”
“Shino Academy.” She said with a loose flick of her wrist once more in his direction as she poured herself another saucer of sake.
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Post by Mitsunari Ono on Oct 24, 2016 7:56:20 GMT -6
Mitsunari shifted in his chair as he leans forward into the desk, his elbows now resting to the surface of it his finger laced in front of him. “Shino Academy you say?” He questioned, a tone of true intrigue in his voice.
Yurisa turned and looked at him with a raised brow. “What do you have on your mind, Mitsunari?”
He smirked as he looked to the woman enjoying his liquor. He sat back in his chair his smirk still in place. “You’re here for the same thing you’re always here for. New girls for your clientele, correct?”
“Well of course,” Yurisa complied, a wicked smile crossed her lips. “You didn’t think it was just your pretty face that beckoned me here, did you?” She paused finishing her drink as she looked to the man once more. “Get to the point, Mitsunari. You know I am not one for beating around the bush.”
Mitsunari chuckled lightly with a nod. “There are a couple of girls that caught our interest that are Academy students—Maybe. We can cut a deal.” He stood stepping around his desk once more, making a path toward the woman. “You get your son to help us obtain them—for a cut in profit of course. And I will cut you a deal in price for your girls as well.” His hand lifted as it rolled as he spoke. “Of course anything extra will only make this deal sweeter for us all.”
He stopped in front of her, “what do you think?” He paused for only a second. “Do we have a deal, Lady Yurisa?” He offered his hand to her.
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Post by Yurisa Kaiba on Oct 24, 2016 7:58:28 GMT -6
She thought for a second, her eyes cast down as she thought of the potential these girls at the Academy had and the money she could save in making this deal with Mitsunari, not only for the girls but in handing out money to her son when he came knocking with his hand out. She looked back up into his eyes with a bright smile. Her dainty hand lifted slowly as she took his extended hand in hers.
“You have a deal.” The two shook on it. “Now what kind of money are we looking at here and what will you be offering my son so I can spice up the offer more for him as well?”Mitsunari turned slightly as he gestured to the couch beside them. “Have a seat and we will talk further into detail on this matter.”Yurisa stepped around him walking over to the couch, she turned and took a seat as Mitsunari sat beside her. The two talked long into the day until they were pleased with the offer at hand.
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Post by Kotaro Naoto on Nov 24, 2016 23:08:35 GMT -6
"Untitled": (continued) Kotaro and Kazue stepped up to the office door of Mitsunari, Kotaro chuckling lightly. "Looks like he was able to wrap things up early tonight." He and Kazue shared a chuckle as Kotaro's hand lifted and knocked at the door. They waited a few seconds as they then heard Mitsunari tell them to enter. Opening the door the two stepped into the room. Mitsunari was slipping into his black silk robe as he walked toward his desk. They stopped in the middle of the room waiting for his attention.
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Post by Mitsunari Ono on Nov 24, 2016 23:10:22 GMT -6
Stopping behind his desk he looked over to them. "Not at all. My business was just wrapping up as you two were walking over to speak to me." Mitsunari replied as he plucked a cigarette from his desk drawer and lit it. He took a long drag off it and looked at the two standing in the middle of the room.
"What are you two up to?" He asked looking at the attire they were supporting at the moment.
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