JULY 9, 2014.
Post by Tokomaru Shi’Kuyo on Dec 29, 2013 7:21:44 GMT -5
The soul society was a place of unfair balancing of power, authority and happiness. The closer you were to the center the better you lived. The more power you had, the closer you could live to the center, where your power and happiness would only increase. If you lived outside the the center your life was laden with suffering and loss. There was always a silver lining but the social structure of the plane of shinigami as well as the souls pure enough to avoid damnation upon death, was self-serving. No one seemed to stick up for the little man here unless they were actively being murdered or going missing. When it came to the day after day struggle of simply existing in the Soul Society as an inhabitant of the Rukongai no one seemed to care.
"Maybe we should start moving these things to the Rukongai. Make them big money games and donate half the winnings to the hosting district. Spread some of the wealth, love and happiness." He folded, first one out. He very much hated poker; a card game about lying and getting away with it. "What do you guys think? Some of you dunces still work for the Gojuusantai and see the Rukongai more often than we do." His question hung in the air for a moment while the others looked at their cards... and probably each others' as well... cheating bastards.
All in all it had been a fun night in the library the monthly game of chances had gone well, though Shi'Kuyo had yet to think of a better name for the monthly event. In a small time these games had become quite the proceedings and he found each month the turnout the library during normal hours had been growing since the chance games started. It made sense the corps would have their fun and games here in the same place they studied. For any real student of the demon arts the library or lab is where they lived. Their living quarters were just where they slept. Which was funny given that Gotei soldiers lived in their living areas and their were noticeably smaller.
"We can't feed or please everyone though and in extreme times some of you guys even have to cull plus to keep that balance between realms in check." He ignored the urge to inhale smoke from one of the upper-mid tier cigars he could get his hands on for this occasion. Not his herb of choice and the last thing he needed was another vice. "That alone makes it hard to have a close and positive relationship with them." While the others readied their hands and listened to his 'hypotheticals' he poured himself another small glass reclining in a chair that didn't recline by leaning back and rocking with two of its legs off the ground. "Nevermind I'll save that for the Captain's only edition of these proceedings."
With a loud clap he began to rub his hands together with vigor "New question and remember boys this is a safe space.. if you could make a sweaty night of regret with one person in all of Soul Society, who would it be?" He felt the need clarify.. "It's a sex question and anyone who says Kenpachi Jingu gets shot in the face for taking the most common answer."
