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bridges06: journey without dead ends Jan 11, 2014 10:51:01 GMT -5

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Post by Kazuya Sorimachi on Jan 11, 2014 10:51:01 GMT -5

The time had come for their journey to the great beyond. The Line Walker was kneeling over a seaside cliff, his hooded face looking out over the rolling waves. Again and again they crashed into the rocks, eroding the earth and leaving jutting spires in their place. Sloppy, he thought. Had the ocean been as thorough as he, anything it destroyed would have left no trace that it ever existed.

Standing, the Line Walker turned to face the two shinigami in his presence. One was Kawa Shimizu, the first of the order. The second was Enmei Chiyo, who had just awaken from the spell the Line Walker had placed on her. He’d find that he was garbed in the clothing of a shinigami instead of the prison rags he was used too.

Soon the others would be coming as well. The Hell Butterflies had been sent, one to each of the shinigami that had accepted the Line Walker’s gift. Once they arrived, their new lives would begin in full.

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Post by ASHTON ARTERIUS on Jan 11, 2014 12:07:04 GMT -5

The intrinsic harmony that the rehearsed seaside waves invoked integrated with a light pattering of approaching footsteps; a singular man shrouded in figurative, yet overbearingly palpable fog of pretentiousness. A black butterfly waltzed around with the rebellious ruffled red-hair of the death god, and coincidentally harmonized all too well with the disingenuous visage he possessed. While his amber optics were held in a static state of torpor akin to that of a corpse, the soul’s lips were curled into a seemingly eternal grin. Only elucidating the typical, the vice-captain was unnecessarily armed to the teeth with purple twin katanas upon each hip, two pitch-black wakizashi underneath his modified shihakushō, and his primary armament sheathed horizontally upon his lower back.

Bringing his footsteps to a halt meters before the trio, the newly arrived soul reaper found himself standing within irony’s inescapable shadow. The spiritual anomaly that generated his initial interest, the prisoner of whom he dabbled with, and the well-known lead of the medical division; the latter of which provoked the snake’s prolonged gaze. The situation in its entirety merited quite the audible chuckle from the kller, and in a concurrent moment, the young soul’s amber gems projected their attention fully upon the freshly awakened sleeping beauty, or rather, sleeping abomination.

A natural blend of coquetry, sarcasm, and indifference channeled through his larynx, “Does the cutest prisoner in Sereitei have a new outfit?” His arms nonchalantly crossed about his chest and his posture assumed a backward incline, in close resemblance to how one would examine a work of art, “Very, very sexy.”

The serpent’s tongue slithered back into its mouth, and forwarded his visual consideration towards the most unorthodox of the three, the Line Walker.

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Post by Kawa Shimizu on Jan 11, 2014 12:40:32 GMT -5

Kawa Shimizu

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There wasn't much that could be said, quite frankly, and the area hastily filled with silence between the three of them. Atop a large cliff overlooking the great sea beyond, Kawa was once more brought back to just a few hours ago. While she didn't doubt her decision to trust the silenced man, facing her past as well as her doubt brought upon a weight of a different kind upon her shoulders. She had ignored her regret of trying to help her former lover, and wondered... had she not become so obsessed... would they have been able to eventually help him? Would he not have been killed...? Would he, like herself, have been aided by those beyond the authority of the Gotejūsantai? Or was it all merely a matter of luck and timing on her part?

Apathetic was her expression as she rocked her legs back and forth over the edge, the winds relentlessly calm against her back. The sun had just started to rise, though a thick set of clouds prevented the horizon canvas from expressing the wide variety of golds and orange. Instead, a haze of purple stretched above the sea, mixing with azure and beyond that, navy blue. The young doctor tilted her head back slightly as her palms pressed against the grass, then slowly leaned back further, plopping onto the grass and clasping her hands behind her head. The shuffling of grass was faint, barely audible over the constant crashing of waves below, but with a mere spiritual sense and further tilt of her head, those teal colored hues spotted the familiar figure; the Fukutaicho of the Nanabantai. Despite the sleeping figure next to her, Kawa could only speculate the others she assumed the silent man next to her had visited other than herself. She turned her vision back to the sky as the sleeping former prisoner to her left began to finally stir...

'A killer, a scientist, a healer, a wizard, a hero.'

>>"Does the cutest prisoner in Sereitei have a new outfit? Very, very sexy."

Her vision remained skyward bound, scratching lightly at the back of her head with a slight move of the fingers resting behind her head. Her legs continued to dangle over the edge, taking in the awakening of dialog around her, though not entirely focused as her mind continued to review the events that transpired up to this point...

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Post by X666-333 on Jan 11, 2014 14:02:50 GMT -5

Kingdom Hearts OST - Dearly Beloved The Next Awakening

Everything begins in darkness...

The sixth bridge, a journey without dead ends unfolded. There was a stir in Enmei's seemingly lifeless form. She was beside Kawa Shimizu. Her head resting against the ground. As if instinct, her eyes opened first, examining the situation best as possible. Then came a twitch of her limbs, ensuring they were not bound in anyway. Only then did she slowly ease into a formal sitting position. Her senses acting to sense out whom was around them. She had not recognized the Doctor, for she had not spent direct time with them. Only upon looking to her features, would she be able to build association based on the information she gained. Then, her eyes fell upon the man whom would show her the true path to justice. Her hands gently combed through her matted hair, uncertain if she should show any sort of favour to the man just yet. Upon completion of her simple comb through, she could feel a tingling sensation at the back of her neck.

That was when his words reached her.

"New outfit?" she questioned mentally as her hands began to trail the fabric of her attire.

At that moment she'd turn to look over her shoulder at her examiner. His pose, resembling how one would observe a work of art. His words...she couldn't quite comprehend them. Why would he say such perverse things, yet be allergic to promiscuity? Ah, right this was the man whom she needed to raise her awareness for. Analyzing needed to be processed consistently for every new piece of data. Least she be caught by his fangs. Thus her eyes looked him over before she eased into a standing position. There was some silence, her mind building some sort of conclusion to this affair.

"It seems I was wrong about you. I was certain that you represented an unseen evil within the walls of Seireitei. Yet here you are in the company of a man whom seeks justice for the world." she replied before turning her attention back to the two standing along the cliff.

"Here before me, a Captain...then it's clear that the situation was far more dire than I estimated." at which her glance would shift towards the Linewalker.

Though she'd say nothing more than that for the time being. Instead, she wanted to be alert, looking out for just whom else this shadow had assembled. Meanwhile within her consciousness, she thought about her new attire. The Hachibantai Taichou stated she would never be a Shinigami again, yet there she was; garbed as a Shinigami. His assumptions, as she stated...entirely off base.

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Post by CHAMERU FUUN on Jan 11, 2014 22:12:14 GMT -5

hup. hup. hup. hup.

each step was a giddy leap towards the unknown. someone had summoned her, some name she didn't know, some presence she couldn't remember ever feeling before. but she had some idea of who it could be. in fact, it could really only be one person. the creature who she had met in the dangai. the soul who gave her that junky juice. the man in the mask. the shadow man.

her mad dash through the seireitei and into the western rukongai made her look like a pink rocket hot on the tail of a black butterfly of death. despite the sheer uncertainty of her situation, she couldn't wipe the smile from her childish face. maybe the shadow man was going to actually explain how the juice worked. then she'd be strong. then she could go back and beat down the jerks who destroyed new york city! ah, it was going to be fun. fun fun fun!

with one final flash, chameru had arrived at the cliff. there was certainly an interesting crew assembled, none of whom she had expected to see. a captain, a fellow lietenant, the shadow man, and...some...girl? that last one was really weird, but whatever! fuun hadn't known who or what to expect. why did the shadow man pick them, though? that was a question that nagged. did he catch them crying too?

hehe, i can't imagine vice captain arterius crying. hehehee.

"heeeeelllloooooooooo~ ♥" she sang with smile and a wave. "so, the shadow man got you guys, too? how fun, how fun!"

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Post by KING on Jan 12, 2014 5:18:34 GMT -5

Last but not least, a tear rivaling the aesthetics of a primal garganta ripped the atmosphere. Opposite of the integral darkness it typically held, a cleansing white filled its void and in a manner of moments, the final player of the group strode out from the opening. Just like the others, King received a butterfly in his lair and simply opted to travel directly to the coordinates. Around him, he recognized peers that he had dealt with, those he simply saw from afar, and even a stranger standing among them. Well, one more stranger than the presence of the one that beckoned him to arrive here.

"So you've been dragged into this too Yonbantai-Taichō?" With his words directed to the most familiar in the party, King adjusted his stern gaze from the others to the unknown being. Arterius and Fuun were the only other two that he had previously encountered in his lifetime. The other girl, however, was just as much a mystery as the Line Walker himself. And it killed him to be left in the dark.

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Post by Kazuya Sorimachi on Jan 12, 2014 20:06:25 GMT -5

So, they had all arrived. The Line Walker stood on the edge of the cliff, taking great care to watch how they all acted towards one another. Kawa was in her own world, likely listening but not wanting to show it. She wasn’t much of a team player when it came to being social, but she’d help when needed. Ashton was a wild card, and one more like to hurt than to help. Pairing him with King, who was also a wildcard, was a bad idea. Still, both had unique talents that would be of use to this mission.

Enmei and Fuun were both as straightforward as could be. They were the lambs of the group; the ones willing to do anything that the Line Walker asked of them with no hesitation. When it came to following the orders and specific instructions that were to be coming from the likes of King and Kawa lady on in their mission, the Line Walker knew there were no two better suited to the task.

“You have all come.” the shadow stated.

A white clothed hand extended outwards from the cloak and grabbed onto the hood. With one fluid motion it was ripped off and discarded to the side. The moment it was removed, the Line Walker’s spiritual power could be felt. It was neither hollow nor shinigami; if anything, it felt eerily close to that of an arrancar. The explanation was clear on his face.

The mask was grey, with black flames cutting through it. It was almost as eye catching as the white haori, one extremely similar to that of a captain’s, that the Line Walker wore. Other features, such as the shinigami uniform, sheathed zanpakutou, and red hair all seemed to complete the puzzle as to who this was. At least, it did so for the two captains, if they were knowledgable.

“This one has went through many names in the past, none of which you would know, shinigami.” The Line Walker tapped the forehead of his mask. Instantly it began to dissolve into the ether. “Two thousand years ago, this one was known as Kazuya Sorimachi. This one--I was the first captain of the thirteenth division.”

When the mask was completely gone, the second tone in Sorimachi’s voice was gone. He was a youthful man, appearing as if he was in his late twenties. Both of his eyes were a hard brown and carried a disinterested look in things. He was comely, even handsome to some, which was a shock considering how ominous he had been before.

“To those here who do not know, the Soul Society lost all of its history of the previous Gotei one thousand years ago when the Hohlreich invaded a thousand years ago; however, even then it’d be impossible to know who I was. I took all of the information of my existence and my research when I was promoted.” Sorimachi turned then, revealing the back of his haori. Where the division symbol should have been was instead a shape resembling four flowers. “I am a member of Zerobantai and the Ōzokutokumu. The Royal Guard. I am one of the five who protects the Reio.”

Sorimachi looked over his shoulder at the group.

“And now all of you five shall join Zerobantai as well. Not as full fledged members, but as my personal task force.”

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Post by Kawa Shimizu on Jan 12, 2014 23:16:18 GMT -5

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>>"Here before me, a Captain...then it's clear that the situation was far more dire than I estimated."

Interaction and dialog expressed beyond her focus, though with no direct attention, her eyes remained skyward, a single brow arching downward ever so gently as an array of clouds cleared faintly filtered the setting sun's rays, peering a fiery golden-red tint along the horizon and stretching to a swirl of navy-violet just above. As the sun finally set, it brought the warm breeze to a chill, and as more shuffled feet scuffled along the grass in more frequency, it appeared all the shogi pieces had been brought together.

>>"heeeeelllloooooooooo~ ♥ so, the shadow man got you guys, too? how fun, how fun!"

The Yonbantai-Taicho gently gripped the grass as she sat herself up, her folded haori having acted as a pillow behind her head. A somber gaze finally turned away from the sky as she pushed herself to a stand, dusting off her ebony robes just as another voice filtered through the static, this one actually directed toward her.

>>"So you've been dragged into this too Yonbantai-Taichō?"

"It seems so," Kawa replied, the first words she had spoken in quite some time. The silence between herself and the unnamed mask had been rather soothing for the young Captain, considering the ordeal she had just faced. While his prior cryptic verbiage and lack of dialog had annoyed her during their initial encounter, she found it thereafter far more soothing than the static that grew with each new arrival. Nevertheless, she had no further words for her fellow Captain; not as though she were attempting to be rude, but simply had nothing more to say. Or rather, her mind was still on what she had just experienced a mere half a day ago.

>>“You have all come.”

With a slow, steady breath, the young Captain finished collecting herself and placed her line of thought aside to focus on the masked man's words. She had assumed information would be expressed once all those he had spoken of had shown, and with the count matching the titles he had provided, Kawa attempted to group those she knew, while assuming the rest.

>>“This one has went through many names in the past, none of which you would know, shinigami...”

And with that, the man revealed his masked features once more, this time before a group. However, with a tap upon his mask, that doubled over, echoing demonic tone faded from existence as his features became more humane, and quite young, which perked the young doctor's brow intriguingly.

>>“I am a member of Zerobantai and the Ōzokutokumu. The Royal Guard. I am one of the five who protects the Reio.”

It shouldn't have come to a surprise to her, though her expression seemed to just react accordingly in slight shock at his vocalized revelation, the unfamiliar character set on the back of his haori symbolic enough to express his status. Records were never official, at least, not to a greenhorn Captain such as herself... then again, she never really made any effort to check on such a detail; so long as she could perform her job the way she wanted, she was happy... or rather, content. Yes, content fit far more nicely.

>>“And now all of you five shall join Zerobantai as well. Not as full fledged members, but as my personal task force.”

>'A killer, a scientist, a healer, a wizard, a hero.'

This task force held a certain variety of folk; two Captains, two Lieutenants, and an unknown, at least, to Kawa herself. She could assume, but would wait upon following introductions. While being initiated into this little task force of the proclaimed Zerobantai member, the manner in which he spoke made it seem like their former titles would become vacant, leaving the Goteijūsantai quite crippled during a crucial moment in their current history. This man, who teetered between the balance of Shinigami and Hollow, named himself merely as a member; was this merely one of other task forces being assembled? Just how vast was the Zerobantai in its entirety?

For the moment, there was still presumably far more information to be shared, and as such, the young Captain remained silent and patient.

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Post by ASHTON ARTERIUS on Jan 13, 2014 9:51:17 GMT -5

This enigmatic shadow had managed to collect the Yonbantai-taichō, the Juunibantai-taichō, the Nanabantai-fukutaichō, the corrupted monk, as well as the Hachibantai-fukutaichō like they were cards to bolster his deck. The latter of aforementioned he could do nothing less than give a whimsical smile to, especially with that befitting nickname that tumbled off her tongue. However, with such a force, it could be assumed that the safety of Sereitei and peace in its entirety was on the precipice of ignition. Even with the multitude of sources and agents he had planted over every dimension, he had only just found out that the Dangai had been tampered with; the details of the Kōtotsu had yet to be relayed to him. A detail that very made didn’t bode well with him.

“You still presume to deny too much, Chikyo-chan.” A chuckle mingled with his words, allowing a natural silence to shroud his being thereafter. It could only be assumed that the spirit literally symbolized Asthon as the murdering card, leading curiosity to spring over the designations of the other four amassed. On a fortunate note, some mysteries were being unraveled. And with the removal of that demonic mask, more and more layers came to bare. There mere fact that age hadn’t raddled the man’s visage spoke not only volumes for his power, but for the taboo he so evidently operated under.

The apathetic texturing of the male lieutenant’s eyes came to contrast with a lift of the brow. The incident with the Quincy organization had failed to trigger such, the haori he possessed was another factor, however. If the preaching of the Jukan were correct, this was most certainly a clear line connecting from the Soul King himself. Undeniably, there was almost too much profit to be gained in this venture. Even if they were simply tools to be manipulated by a higher force, his chain had a far greater reach than Itada’s ever could. A malevolent force brewed within the core of the deceptive vice-captain’s core, and lingered into his evolving grin.

“This one is pleasantly surprised that injecting random chemicals into his body didn’t kill him.” His spearmint breath meshed with the atmosphere under a slightly audible mutter.

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Last Edit: Jan 13, 2014 17:57:03 GMT -5 by ASHTON ARTERIUS

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Post by CHAMERU FUUN on Jan 15, 2014 3:58:05 GMT -5

chameru wasn't exactly sure what was going on. so the man in the mask was not only the former leader of the gotei thirteen from a long, long time ago, but he was also a protector of the soul king, and had some weird super powers? it all seemed like a little much. then again, having only heard rumors about the soldiers in the zero division, it made a lot of sense that such a man could actually exist. what's more - he wanted them, her, to join him!

so it was, like, a promotion! or something! how neat! she totally deserved it. but, you know, actually, it raised a whole bunch of questions. lots. like what would she tell her captain? was she still his lieutenant? would she still get to live in the seireitei? in soul society? what would become of her family? where were they going to live? what, exactly, were they going to do? the man spoke in mysteries and whispered in riddles.

her hand shot up in the air, but she did not wait until she was called upon to speak to her apparent new leader. with so many questions, she would just have to ask the one that came to out of her mouth first. even she didn't know what exactly she was gonna say! "so we're like super heroes now?"

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Post by KING on Jan 15, 2014 13:50:04 GMT -5

The confirmation from the other taichou came and went with King sharing the same lethargic mood that enshrouded her. However, he was too deep into the tirade that the unmasked man had unleashed on their behalf. Finally, the man gave answers to the very questions that surrounded his mysterious nature. In terms of a climax though, it was ultimately disappointing that their new leader fell into the cliche pretty boy field. No homo.

He had abandoned the mask for a moment and the difference in his voice was easily noticeable. It was as if they had encountered a spiritual version of the popular Darth Vader that humans fangasmed over on Earth. King was left without any words to piece together his thoughts, and merely kept his mouth closed in hopes that things would move a bit more swiftly.

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Post by X666-333 on Jan 20, 2014 1:23:00 GMT -5

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Bleach OST - Nothing can be explained

The more people that showed up, the more her mind began to feel...hazy. The Nanabantai-fukutaicho wasn't the only one with information networks. Years had passed inside that cell, yet she'd gained eyes and ears around the place, as well as reading material to keep her preoccupied within her cell. So seeing the Hachibantai-fukutaicho show up so nonchalantly, even stating that they'd been taken by the shadow "too", a gasp escaped Enmei's lips.

"Your Captain won't like that you've become apart of this. He and I had an amusing spat about what it means to be a Shinigami, as well as the failures of your Division just the other day. Yet here you are, alongside me, I find this oddly ironic." the former prisoner mused.

Indeed, now that they were garbed like a Shinigami, clearly she'd gotten the last "laugh" on the 8th Division Captain. Oh, she wouldn't mind seeing his face sometime in the future. Hover, that desire would have to wait as another presence came. This one a Captain as well, yet how did he...get here so...quickly? A distortion in space...Shinigami didn't have such capabilities without the Senkaimon. Ah, wait...wasn't this not the scientist? Intriguing...truly the shadow was capable of assembling a fine group. Thus when it came time for him to part knowledge to them, she listened, very, very intently.

And thus he revealed information, secrets lost with time. Truly the man was a shadow...but he...he was...a man whom was close to the King! Just hearing that, Enmei fell to her knees. There was a mix of reverence and humility within their body language, the likes of which Ashton would never have seen if she was still in that cell.

"Sorimachi...taichou...you...protect the King..Then, is there...a chance that one as unworthy as I, could one day...meet the King for themselves?" how many years did she spend wandering in the Rukongai, suffering through poverty, disease, a life unfitting of heaven...wondering one thing.

What God had made this place, ruled this place, made her very soul...so that it could suffer, along with so many, on the outskirts of Seireitei! If she could meet that man, that God once. Just to ask one simple question.

Why?

Ah but more importantly, to which she'd soon get back to her feet. This was a chance to not only gain answers but to right wrongs and understand the true essence of Justice. Perhaps her place here was indeed...Justice. Though she had to stifle a laugh, a cold laugh of despair. Her crimes were all just to seek attention...but the attention of whom?

The King, of course. The King was everything, she cared not to bend a knee to anyone but him and through extension of him, those whom worked for him directly. Yes, it was a humbling moment for the former prisoner indeed. In time, you can lead a fallen monk back to the glory of divine gospel. Well, until Ashton spoke up, of course. Ever trying to categorize her as the same as him, the irritation clearly plastered on her face.

"I'll deny it until you prove it otherwise but at least I'm curious to see what makes you tick." Enmei admitted after the man became silent.

They unfortunately missed what little was mumbled but it didn't matter, as the focus was upon the 4th Division Captain whom finally spoke. They'd been rather solemn, seemingly thinking through everything that had happened and whom was gathered. The unknown, being herself it seemed. Since everyone else had standing within the Gotei 13. Thinking along those lines, it would be no surprise that her own thoughts mirrored Kawa's. Was the Gotei 13 not weakened now by this assembly? It was one thing to take a prisoner away. Hinaai was ready to execute her and thus waste the strength she possessed anyway but these fine standing, law abiding "Gods of Death". A loss of power indeed.

Well, then came the chipper words of the 8th's Vice Captain. Super Heroes, indeed...now they could enact Justice without restriction. Aiding within the shadows, thus power was not really lost...just shifted in perspective and scope. Hmm, it was amazing how the simple minded had such wisdom.

"I also have another more pertinent question, one I'm sure if on everyone's mind. What is the goal of this task force and when shall we begin our objective?"

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Post by Kazuya Sorimachi on Jan 20, 2014 10:43:08 GMT -5

“The likelihood of any of you meeting the Reio is low. That is because the probability of you living through the mission you have been tasked with is low.” Sorimachi spoke the words easily, as if he had accepted them dying as easily as he had accepted that the sun rose this morning. “With that said, no more questions. It is time to begin.”

Sorimachi nodded for them to all come to the cliff. “All of you are to remove your haori and your lieutenant badges and to throw them into the sea. Then you are to do the same with your clothing. Then, finally, you will descend into the depths of the ocean itself and drown.

“Do not fight the water. Do not fight the feeling of death that will overcome you. Beneath these waves is your tomb, and if you emerge again you will no longer be shinigami. You will be visoreds--part of my masked army. Only then will you know the objective the Reio has given us.”

And with that, Sorimachi stepped back from the cliff and awaited to see who would make the dive.

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Post by ASHTON ARTERIUS on Jan 20, 2014 11:09:50 GMT -5

In retrospect, this whole situation was ludicrous. The mere thought of a masked creature approaching each of these selected individuals and advising them to inject dangerous fluids into their system was no longer situated in the category of faith, be it inspired via cryptic intrigue or intimidation, it was simply naïve. No matter how many times he calculated the variables and remodeled each and every scenario in his mental simulations, this was simply senseless. However, it was irrefutably too late to turn back, even if doubts were stirring behind those curled lips of Ashton’s.

The manipulative twitch to tickle the liberated prisoner’s ego had to go ignored, for it came the time to free their own chains, only to receive another shackle with extended reach. A comical, yet enthusiastic sigh escaped his lips. With caution and contemplation decelerating his anatomy, the male lieutenant fixed his posture and began strolling forth. He never wore the badge official badge given, so he proceeded with removing the black arm straps underneath each sleeve, then began untying the sash of his garbs, and continued to the do the same to the military-styled wakizashi concealing straps about his chest. Each and every article of clothing drifted into the air, and eventually met the aqua.

The snake’s softly-calloused hands navigated to each Soul-Synthesized katana about each hip, and powerfully released them into the water below. Maneuvering his arms from the sleeves, he allowed his black fur shihakushō to whisk in the wind’s embrace, with only his sheathed zanpakutō in his right hand. Confidently bare, Ashton’s golden eyes angled towards the Reio representative, and left any bit of regret, caution, and hesitation with a disapproving shake of the head. With his grin with him, the male paced towards the very edge of the cliff, his eyes locked on the horizon. And he, like his clothing and armaments, became a slave to gravity. There were no calculations to be coupled, no logical computing whatsoever to be processed. There was only Ashton Arterius, Kenketsusha, his undying grin, and whatever future he may or may not have had.

Tch.

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Last Edit: Jan 20, 2014 11:10:33 GMT -5 by ASHTON ARTERIUS

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bridges06: journey without dead ends Jan 20, 2014 13:22:19 GMT -5

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Post by X666-333 on Jan 20, 2014 13:22:19 GMT -5

Bleach OST - Stand up Be Strong

The look of surprise, as if her soul had been pierced with death permeated for a moment. Then, immediately, defiance but not defiance of orders, no. This was the look of a woman on a mission. The mission of meeting a long lost father. To achieve the goal she'd been wanting to achieve, it being right there...She'd live. The fear shifted into confidence, as she'd begin to strip bare. It's not like she had anything to throw away, her status was robbed of her long ago. If anything, plunging into her death was the freedom of sweet release.
Of course, as she stripped down, she couldn't help but eye Ashton, wondering what lewd thoughts he had but not even he would get in her way. Not right now, thus the shihakusho was discarded into the sea.

She peered into the depths below, the final resting site for former prisoner, X666-333. At last, she would no longer have any taint of Shinigami. Yes, she'd welcome this new world just as she defiantly absorbed her Zanpakuto, becoming one with it and its powers. Caution was tossed to the wind, her fall almost elegant, yet surreal. She was descending to her demise, a watery grave...better than the hilt of the Soukyoku; or so she thought before she made contact with the water.

[Death? Exit]

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