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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 20:56:03 GMT -6
Stepping up behind his daughter he stopped a few feet back. "Its nice to see you out and about, Evita." She turned quickly with a start as her father smiled at her. "I did not mean to startle you. How are you feeling today?"
Evita shrugged. "I don't want to think about it anymore." She looked back over the dunes. "It doesn't have to matter anymore." Her eyes narrowed as she struggled to keep the threads from reaching for her father. "Isn't that right?"
"I would tell you to strike out your revenge on him, but it would seem he is already dead. Tervaden killed him for what he had done to you." Her father explained.
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 21:23:51 GMT -6
Evita nodded slowly. “I know. I heard about it …. a while ago. I don't remember where from. And then Ichigo came and explained more things to me.” She turned around to face her father again. “What happens now? Now that I am here and still not waiting for you to come?” she clarified in a bold tone.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 21:35:53 GMT -6
Aizen chuckled softly brushing the hair from her face as the soft breeze blew across the balcony. "What do you want to do? I am sure you have many questions. We can move as fast or as slowly as you wish. I have not an issue with either."
He turned looking out over the sands below. "Maybe even a little training so you can express some of your anger to release it in a more positive way?"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 21:48:57 GMT -6
Having closed them at her father’s touch, Evita’s eyes now followed her father’s path, listening to his offers. Savoring the growing warmth flowing through her stomach. The touch that hadn’t hurt or stung. Like any other touch beforehand.
“I’m not ready for training yet,” she murmured. “But I want to know why you took everyone but left me behind.”
She looked away as he turned to her again. “Was Sojiro that much more interesting? Did I disappoint you? Was that why it took so long?"
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 21:54:50 GMT -6
He shook his head, "Things here were not ready for you. Sojiro was only brought here because of his parents." He turned looking at her his hand gently cupping her cheek. "If I knew I would not have had to deal with the substitute barging in here to take you back I would have brought you here years ago."
His hand dropped, "but as I said. So much was going on here to get ready for the takeover. I did not have time or a place set up just for you."
"That simple?" she asked.
He chuckled at her question, "Nothing is ever that simple when it comes to the Soul Society and the substitute." He turned back to the view over the balcony. "So what will it be first?"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 22:41:18 GMT -6
“I want to know more,” she said quickly, turning and grabbing his sleeve. “Why did you create me? Why it was important when everyone whispers that your first was a failure? Why do you want to control all the realms? Have I failed you? Why do I belong here? Why-- ” she stopped and blushed. But her bright eyes stayed locked onto him, whirling with her honest need for answers. Reasons.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 22:50:55 GMT -6
"I did not create you. You are not some experiment from Szayel's lab. You were conceived in your mothers womb. You grew and were nurtured like any child." He looked back to his daughter.
"You belong here only if you want to belong here. Though I hope you've seen what I have while living among the humans and the soul reapers. I wanted you to make the choice in where you belong. Not force it upon like I did your sister. She and I started off on the wrong foot and I am thinking I may have done the same thing with you."
His head shook, "No, you have not failed me. I am not disappointed in you at all. As for the reason for taking over the realms--You will learn that as we go along."
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 23:04:55 GMT -6
Evita could feel more of her wounds fade and less of Naito’s jeers hold sway in her mind with her father’s words. She took a breath, releasing the hold on his jacket, and looked over at him. “I miss chess matches at the park. Can we start with that?” She looked over to the dunes once more. “It’s pretty here, strange, scary but riveting. I want to keep looking at it. And you used to say some interesting things when you played with us in the park as Gary.”
“And I want ice cream,” she blurted, trying not to seem too far lost. As her father chuckled, she raised her head. "I haven't had any for a while."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 23:20:34 GMT -6
He still chuckled as he wrapped his arm around his daughters shoulders. Pushing them slowly forward he spoke to her. "I am sure there will be no problems with either of them. As a matter of fact I have a chess board in the main room. I am sure you saw it."
They stepped around the throne as her father looked to her. "I will send a fraccion for your ice cream. What flavors do you want?"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 23:42:46 GMT -6
“Chocolate, Strawberry, Pistachio, with Reese's cups, bananas, and caramel,” Evita responded quickly. As they passed the throne, Evita looked back at it one more time and then back up at her father. “Would everyone look small when you’re in that position? Even if they were stronger than you?"
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 6, 2016 23:52:18 GMT -6
Aizen chuckled, "No. Though power in strength is good to have. Intelligence is your strongest weapon if used properly." He reached for the door as they approached it. They both paused as Aizen looked to the throne as well. "Lording over others is nothing if you can not control them." He looked to his daughter. "Trust is not a factor in my line of business. Its control." Evita didn't respond, only nodded quietly. |
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Feb 8, 2016 9:09:08 GMT -6
"Phase": (Continued) Vale entered the throne room, a hand resting the hilt of his blade. His eyes focused on Aizen sitting on his throne reading a book. "I hope you don't mind my interrupting you. But, I have a task for you." Vale walked the stairs toward the throne. He pulled the book from Aizen's hand and looked at it. "Poetry? Seeking sweet nothings to whisper in Yumiko's ear?" Vale tilted his head to the side as he dropped the book to the floor. "What do you want, Tervaden?" asked Aizen, rising from his seat. "I'm going to take you to see the king."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 8, 2016 12:39:31 GMT -6
Aizen narrowed his eyes at the man before him. "The King?" He looked around then back to Vale, "and how are you going to do this? I see no vessel or even Sumi for you to do such a thing and I doubt you have the power alone to do this. Not even I have that amount of power."
He bent down picking up his book from the floor setting it to the thrones wide armrest. Vale remaining silent as he did so. When he turned looking back at him he ask again. "Do tell Tervaden, how are you going to do this?"
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Feb 8, 2016 13:20:12 GMT -6
"You forget who I keep in my company." replied Vale. Stepping toward Aizen, Vale smiled. "But, before I remind you of who that is, I need you to strip. Take off everything."
Aizen's eyes narrowed as Vale made his request.
"I need to make sure you have no aeronite on your person."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 8, 2016 13:43:16 GMT -6
Aizen started to chuckle. "I have no use for that. The Hogyoku does that for me--" Aizen removed his haori. "I do hope you have something for me to cover with when I have removed my original clothing."
His shihakusho came off next as he shrugged his shoulders causing the shihakusho to fall from him, sliding down his arms. Both were placed to the throne. He started untying his obi as he looked to Vale again. "I am not seeing how this is helpful, Tervaden. Your God, he should know if I have any on my person." Aizen smirked. "Or do you think this will keep me at bay because I am without clothing, making me vulnerable. I am far from shy. Clothing or not I will still destroy what gets in my way. Then wave my dick at you as you fall to your death."
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