A New Partnership

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Coming back to Karakura, no Japan in general was something that took a good deal of thought for Asmoskon. He’d been away for several years and then had only just arrived back a couple of months ago. During those few months though he’d worked tirelessly making equipment, connections and contracts that would make himself known once again. These were the actions he was known for, the ones that his family had raised him to make. He’d lived several years in sorrow and through that darkness his purpose had been lost, yet a new one had been found.

Last week he’d come to a conclusion, he knew what he had to do, he had to make a difference once again, but this time bigger than in the past. He had to go about it differently, he had to protect not just the Quincy left on Earth, but the humans as well. In order to do that he had to gather his influence once again. He had to rise up to the occasion like his buddy Kazura. He wasn’t the sort to put so much effort into developing equipment to make a public company though. Even if he had the attention and soul for it, he couldn’t pull revenue away from Kazura. Stepping on his toes was something he wouldn’t do, something unique to Kazura.

That only left him with a few other options and one of those he was going to start moving towards now in the hopes that it would help him really begin a new path towards his ultimate goal. For that reason he had come back to Karakura town specifically. He’d focused his mind and now using the vast wealth that he had accumulated over the last decade he was staying in a small apartment with no worries. He’d already built the tire home although it was fresh and would take some getting used too. The Perfect Broth was successful in its first month open now. Right now that was exactly where he was sitting. At the front counter waiting for Ren to deliver his spicy bowl.

[Crystal Tokei]

Crystal was exploring Karakura town at the moment, nothing in particular planned. The only thing she really keeps an eye out for while she enjoys the sights and sounds of this bustling district is any shops or buildings intended for the spiritually aware.It wouldn't be more than an hour or two of wandering before the little stuffed doll notices a building with a large glass door, through that glass door she could sense the presence of a strong spiritual force.

This presence reminds Crystal of her current boss, Kitai. At least in how vast the difference between her power and this persons is. Without hesitating the doll waddles up to the door and begins pushing with all her might, that is until she realizes the door opens outward and not inward. Letting out an imaginative sigh she begins slowly pulling the door open, once open far enough she would let go and skip into the building.

Looking around with wide eyes she finally spots the man giving off that powerful energy. Crystal looks at him as he currently sits behind the front desk. After a bit of gazing she skips up to the desk, sadly she's far to small to see over the desk, lt alone be seen. Only standing at 7 inches tall the doll instead moves around the desk until she can once again see the man. It would be at this opening where she would wave for his attention, hopefully he's not to lost in thought to notice her.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon continued to wait patiently, fully aware that Ren wouldn’t make him wait any longer than necessary and that rushing him would just ruin the best bowl of ramen Karakura had to offer. Waiti no suddenly didn’t become as hard though despite the growling in his stomach when he felt the presence of someone new nearby. Turning his head to the opening of the shop Asmoskon watched a small stuffed toy fight to gain entrance. “Brave enough to walk in daylight huh.”

Turning back around Asmoskon turned to Ren signaling him to ready a normal bowl. Although Ren lacked anything that would allow him to gain knowledge about the Mod Soul entering the shop, Asmoskon’s word was enough that he started right away. By the time Crystal got near him and started to wave the dark haired Quincy waved him up to the seat beside him. “What brought you here in the daytime?” Asmoskon wasn’t sure if this one went by a name or not. He’d encountered a few, some of which went by numbers and others who chose their own names. Either way he was curious why this one was here now.

[Crystal Tokei]

It seemed the other patron waved Crystal up to the seat next to him, in fact by the sounds of things the cook was making food for her! Without hesitation the little Mod Soul began the hard task of climbing into the seat. After a decent amount of struggling and frantic waving of her little stubby legs, she finally managed to pull herself up. Who would've guessed that fingers made climbing easier? Once she was sitting in the seat the man next to her asked what brought her her in the daytime.



Crystal was prepared for a situation like this! Reaching into her dress she pulled out a notebook and a Magic Marker, plopping the notebook onto the table she began scribling quickly. If Asmoskon were to study the Doll he'd notice that she had no mouth and there was a strange patch on the back of her neck. Crystal would lift up the notebook for Asmoskon to read, it may surprise him to see extremely elogant writing as if the Doll has been practicing her handwriting for years.



Crystals note would simply say "Hello, the names Crystal and I'm an Entrepreneur of sorts. So, I like to see what kind of business's are around and see how good the food is at different restaurants. As for why I'm out and about during the daylight? The patch on the back of my neck prevents those without spiritual perception seeing me, so I have nothing to fear of a normie freaking out. On the other hand there's so many people, spirit people, and spirit beasts around most spiritually aware don't notice or bat an eye at me. So, I can tell you see me, the question is what's your name and have you been here before?"

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Waiting for the Mod Soul to get up onto the seat beside him took a fair bit more time than Asmoskon expected although he was patient enough, although it did make him question whether or not this entity needed a new form. Either way though he didn’t try to help them get up onto the seat despite the time it took believing that him reaching down and picking them up could be seen as a large insult. Either way they were now sitting down yet didn’t reply to his question. That’s when they took out the notepad and Asmoskon put the piece together realizing just how frustrating the life of this Mod Soul must be at the moment.

The writing on the notepad being as elegant as it was definitely caught Asmoskon off guard to the point his left eye actually lifted up off the paper and looked at Crystal again. What he learned beyond the name of the Mod Soul was that they took an interest in business, something that wasn’t typical although he couldn’t besmirch it either. She at the very least wasn’t freaking out and attacking him like a few of the other Mod Souls he’d met in the past. Repairing the shop wouldn’t take a lot, but he knew it would stress the twins out, something he didn’t want to do.

“I’m the owner, my name is Masurao Asmoskon. You don’t need to answer if you don’t feel comfortable. I'm simply curious, did you just wake up or get free Crystal?”

[Crystal Tokei]

It seems Crystal has stumbled upon someone aware of what Mod Souls are, she found this interesting considering how she heard they were normally treated. In response to that question she'd simply lift her head as if mentally saying "Ah", bringing her marker to where her little toy chin was. After a moments thought the little Doll would begin scribbling furiously, if Asmoskon kept a keen eye on the movement he might even be able to sense a form of grace with the way she wrote.



Finishing her newest note she'd plop the notepad down yet again for the Human to read, similar to before the writing was extremely professional and elegant. "After the stories I've heard pertaining to Mod Souls, I'd have to say recent. Though I give the descriptor of recent, I've been 'Awake' for about seventeen years. Therefore I know plenty about the world, yet like my mother I yearn to learn even more. She was a top scientist of the Human World, hiding away after finding out the creation of Mod Souls was prohibited.



Unlike the Soul Reaper scientist's she didn't want the creation of Mod Souls to be focused solely on battle. Thus after successfully hiding away and avoiding detection she eventually created me. In order to avoid the corruption and disrespect of using another's soul, she used her own as a base. Thus making me as close to a real child for her as possible, which is how she raised me. Thanks to her Soul being the foundation of mine, I quickly grew in intelligence. So before long I was less of a child and more of a student, being taught about the Soul Cycle and Souls. This is where my fascination for the subject stems from, but that wasn't meant to last forever. When I was around seven the Soul Society heard about my mother and eventually found her, sentencing her to death for her apparent crime. I understand their actions and hold no ill will towards the Soul Society.



So I found myself alone and wandering, only escaping because my mother used a device to teleport me to safety. Eventually I found a young girl who was sad and comforted her by being her doll. This young girls father was a blacksmith and with the way he went about his work ignited the Entrepreneur spark in me! After ten more years passed I left her as she grew to be an adult, walking around I only had one goal. That goal was to find a job in which I could grow the Entrepreneur in me while also gaining more knowledge in how Souls and the Soul Cycle work. I soon found the perfect work place under someone in the spiritual world, this person gave me all I needed to create many knew creations that are my children!"

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon sat waiting for the bowls to be delivered by Ren as Rin preferred to be hidden in the back working with the food. What he heard from Crystal though was vastly different than what he had been expecting. Most of the Mod Souls that he had come across during his time, had been miss treated and usually resentful towards the Shinigami or just in general. It was a nice change of pace to hear that she had such a nice almost standard upbringing. Asmoskon knew all too well that many of the spiritually aware in the Human World weren't blessed enough to have something so valuable. Although at the end of her recap Asmoskon got a bad feeling or rather a sensation he really hoped was wrong.

"Please let it be Nuala or Kazura, anyone other than that dumbass."

Asmoskon and Crystal alike would be able to see that the bowls of food were just finishing preparation something that despite eating here every day now Asmoskon felt excited about all the same. A nice place for anyone to sit down and enjoy a calming tasty meal, was what he sought to make, so far, he'd made just that while giving Ren and Rin the dream they always wanted as well. "Seems to be a lot more creative souls finding Karakura lately. Have you thought up a new body or do you prefer your current." Asmoskon was almost certain Crystal would like a gigai if nothing else, but he was curious if she had something special in mind.

[Crystal Tokei]

Crystal was enjoying this chat and couldn't wait for the food soon to be delivered. In the meantime she would continue writing for Asmoskon and answer his question. "I do love this current form, it lets me get into and away with many things a human body couldn't. I am, however, currently working on a Gigai that will be my main body. After all, it's much easier to do business in a body that doesn't make people think you're easy to walk over!"



Putting her Magic Marker down, Crystal would pass the note over to Asmoskon. Turning to look towards where their food is being prepared, the little Doll can see the food being finished up. Due to this she begins excitedly hopping up and down on her seat as she watches the steam roll of the bowls. With one look she can tell it was expertly made and should taste divine. It's times like these where her actions significantly mirror her looks. In truth, she is still young, so she hasn't been able to enjoy many things like this.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Perhaps at one-point Asmoskon would have been impatient enough to actually sit and watch as every single letter was drawn by the Mod Soul, at this point though he'd learned that hanging on everything wasn't good for him nor was it practical for the moment. When the talent to notice everything that was happening in front of him was needed, he'd use it but right now he could just relax and listen to what was happening around the area. He wouldn't put it past the Vandenreich or even bounty hunters like the last few to drop in at any moment. The last few times whoever had been hunting him was kind enough to make themselves known, that wasn't always a guarantee something that he'd employed more times than he could count using not just all his fingers but his toes as well.

Learning that she was already in the development of making her own gigai was a little surprising given the physical limitations that she'd be under with her current doll body, but a smart mind could almost always find a way. Another individual that was either created or influenced by those with astronomical intelligence to go against the grain. It wasn't something that Asmoskon had any real problem with so long as it wasn't negative in purpose. Someone striving to make Bakkoto that can think and communicate would be fine in his eye, but seeking to just make a more powerful one that would such the life out of its wielder and then move onto another host. That or perhaps one that could actually take control of the wielder completely, these concepts are things he'd seen and put a stop to in the past knowing they'd be used as nothing more than weapons.

Mod Souls and Bounts were different and although he was mainly allied with Soul Society, he wouldn't eliminate either race on sight unless it was someone specific for a specific reason. "Are you going to be able to make your gigai soon? Seventeen years is quite a long time to be contain in a body like that. I doubt you'll want my input, but I can offer supplies to aid in its development." Asmoskon had more than his fair share of supplies right beneath his feet, a name that could gather up anything that she'd need, not to mention connections to pretty much anyone in the human world that could cause Crystal a problem. Although he was starting to think she had a connect to someone that was a problem in and of themselves just by principle.