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[Rizer, Tile]

✎ tag: Satoshi Kazuhiko

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※ Paragraphs: 8

✉ notes: 

With regard to both strength 

AND ABILITY, YOU HAVE NO HOPE OF WINNING...

1.) The room was completely dark other than the small dim light source over the wooden table hanging from the ceiling. There was two plastic chairs one was completely empty and the other hold the unconscious prisoner Kazuhiko. Also within the same room was a observation room as well but it was hide by one sided mirror. In the world of the living it is call OBSERVA mirror.

2.) Along the table was pint of Hennessy, paper, pencil, pen, lighter, and a pack of Newport 100 box. The room itself was only 8 x 10 with heater unit against the wall. Not to mention a speaker system along each corner of the room all but one. The last corner of the room has a camera set up recording entirely of the room.

3.) Also the camera was position in such a way that it had no blind spots .Rizer was still dress in his former attire from when he first capture Kazuhiko. His position was clearly not within this room but behind the OBSERVA mirror. He sat within his seat about 1.5 meter away from the glass itself.



4.) The room was somewhat spacious with a wooden desk cabinet and steel door. Now directly in front of Rizer was several neatly stack sheet of paper , a pencil, intercom system and computer monitor for the camera in the room. More importantly the one side mirror could be use as a viewing instrument should something happen to the camera. Now there was a single steel door within the interrogation room as well but it was locked.

5.) The room was cold for the purpose of the conversation that was about to take place. Rizer press the red button along the intercom system for this room. Clearing his voice he said
," Good Evening Mr. Kazuhiko... I am glad we could have this opportunity to speak."


6.)," Directly in front of you is several sheet of blank paper and several writing utensil. As your capture it my job to question you now how this goes depends on you. If I feel like you aren't answering honestly a person dies, and you get stab on your body of my choosing... Now that is understand. First question can you provide me with duties each Gotei 13 squads?"

7.),"Now before you answer or anything of that nature. I am a Shinigami just like you, and I have been to Soul Society and even graduated the academy don't play me as a fool. You know what I am capable of believe me we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either I will get the information I seek or the King will himself with a little bit of brain washing. Oooooh yeah if you comply I will help you achieve your Shikai."

8.)Rizer thought it would be best to break the ice and see how much his hostage/future student knows. Rizer guard is up and he is ready for this Shinigami reply between each sentence he pause so the conversation wasn't a run-on one. He had his concerns about this lad however if he was smart he would just comply. But that wasn't likely to happen people like him tend to be rather loyal to there cause. At this time Kazuhiko zanpakuto was in the lap of Rizer also it been several minutes since Rizer had brought this Guest someone within Las Noches would probably come and investigate this development.



[Question 1 Attempt]

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___________________
Soul Specialist V1

Sealed
Strength: [25]
Speed: [100]
Spiritual Pressure: [500]
Reiatsu Strength: [400]
Senses: [150]
Instinct: [37]
Energy Sensory: [0]
Healing Expertise: [0]
Light Aura: [25]
Dark Aura: [75]



Skills
Analyzing: 3
Weapon - Zanjutsu: 3
Kido: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Mental Incantations: 3
Damage Recovery: 2

Credit to Marik

[Satoshi Kazuhiko]

Kazuhiko began to stir. He groaned, rolling his head upon the cool wooden table he was seated at. "Ohhn... Where am I?" He asked, still dazed. There appeared to be noone else in the room with him to answer.

It was impossible to say how long he had been out. It had been enough time for his captor to transport him to... well wherever this was. And to position him to their liking. He sleepily lifted his head and squinted his eyes to observe the room

The first thing he noticed was how badly the light hurt his head. It caused his ears to ring and his stomach to turn. A second concussion, no doubt. "Ugh!" He brought his hand up to cover his face, at least partially, as his eyes got used to the artificial lighting in the room.

As the pain faded along with the vertigo and he found himself better able to focus... This was an interrogation room, no doubt. And it had been arranged like something from a movie or a tv show. It lacked the Sengoku Era aesthetics of something from Soul Society. It was too sterile to offer any information of value...

But then a voice was piped in through the intercom system. The crackle of the speakers tainted the voice... But it had also been the last voice he'd heard. It was impossible not to recognize. His confused expression transformed into something of a sneer. "Mr. Tile?" He inquired with no lack of venom in his tone.

His eyes drifted to the table where he found the writing implements and paper as was instructed. And then he looked toward the camera. And finally towards the glass. "This is a little cliche? Don't you think?" He asked as his hand came to rest upon the table in front of him.

In truth, he'd tried to get up... But he was still too weak. His legs wouldn't answer his call. And he recognized that even if they had, he perhaps wouldn't have had the balance to do anything but lean on the table in front of him.

"What is this? Why are you doing this?!" He demanded, appealing to the unseen man. "If you're a shinigami, then why did you kill all those people!?" Just saying the word conjured his memories... And this in turn caused him to ball up a fist and slam it on the table!

"Training!?" He replied, scandalized! "Why would I want to learn anything from a person like you!? This must be a joke! Stop this game right now and let me out!" He didn't have any ultimatum to offer or threat to levy. His demands lacked teeth... But what else could he do in this situation?

[Rizer, Tile]

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※ Paragraphs: 11

✉ notes: 

With regard to both strength 

AND ABILITY, YOU HAVE NO HOPE OF WINNING...

1.),"Oh where am I?"
Rizer thought to himself at the first comment of Kazuhiko. ," Not to far from heaven." Rizer had let out a sigh in reply in his mind.

2.) ,"Mr. Tile?"
Obviously the kid wasn't all the way there better yet him gather his thoughts. Than Kazuhiko continue on with his ranting and the gathering of his strength. To be honest Rizer knew the kid wasn't going to comply and honestly he could relate.

3.) Since the boy wasn't going to listen it best to give up. Just to so he could understand the situation. Tuning out the boys last comments. His traditional smile appeared on his face in that short moment. Standing up from his seat pushing back as he did so he carefully grab the zanpakuto along this lap.


4.) Since the lad refuse to comply and the fact Rizer didn't even wait around for the boy snacky comments. An idea spark within Rizer head surely it was from the Gods it had to be . Rizer quickly making his way to his door opening it he had step out. Once he did everything outside was a spacious opening area for as far as the eye can see.


5.) Yes this place has walls however the interrogation room was built within lower floors of massive Las Noches. The exact floor is 3 they are on which is 2 from floor one if that even matter. This place was fill with various life this life was none other than others hollow life. The level depends on the luck of the foolish being attempted to roam it only the capable can walk these structures of Las Noches.

6.) Once outside his door Rizer turn to his left and walk a few steps to the door that was locked. In a quick motion he place the zanpakuto gently outside the locked door that hold Kazuhiko on the other side. As he did that quickly walked back to his door and step back into his office. Shortly after he locked his door, and walked back to his seat.

7.) He arrive at the moment of Kazuhiko saying .," Why would I want to learn anything from a person like you? This must be a joke! Stop this game right now and let me out!" To be honest Rizer didn't care what happened he felt hurt the fact such evil things came from Kazuhiko mouth his very first student.

8) Taking his seat he was able to hear Kazuhiko clearly through the reverse intercom system that pick up his voice. Pressing the button it was time for Rizer to speak clearing his voice as he said ,"Okay you can go! But I have to tell you that here in this place. You aren't alone this place hold hundreds hollows that your academy told you about and maybe you even kill some. But these hollows have no master but their hunger and amongst these hollows are stronger ones.



9.),"Not to mention my comrades that sometimes doesn't listen to me. Kazuhiko I gave you a sweet deal a fast advancement to achieve your Shikai not to mention all you had to do is answer some simple question. But you can't even understand your position you are all by yourself. No one is coming for you they probably don't even know you missing or who even took you.


10.),"Oh what your love ones imagine if you can't make it back due to on stubbornness. How would the Gotei 13 that didn't even save the District 80 know about your betrayal? I promise you if you walk out this door you will suffer and maybe die. I want you to remember that when a hollow gut you to sleep.

11.),"Now if you have balls go out but if you stay you accept your situation and take advantage of my teaching I giving you at such a fair discount. If not if you leave this room you was foreit my help and subject to walk your own path as a man. Tell me Kazuhiko are you man enough to fight your way out Hueco Mundo! If not sit your ass down stop talking nonsense and write me though fucking names I ask for neatly."



[Question 1 failed]
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___________________
Soul Specialist V1

Sealed
Strength: [25]
Speed: [100]
Spiritual Pressure: [500]
Reiatsu Strength: [400]
Senses: [150]
Instinct: [37]
Energy Sensory: [0]
Healing Expertise: [0]
Light Aura: [25]
Dark Aura: [75]



Skills
Analyzing: 3
Weapon - Zanjutsu: 3
Kido: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Mental Incantations: 3
Damage Recovery: 2

Credit to Marik

[Satoshi Kazuhiko]

Not far from heaven... Those words rang ominously in the rookie shinigami's head. His mind felt like it was being pierced by dozens of needles, causing him to groan and clutch his head. He'd been here before... He remembered asking that question... His vision swam and faded to monochrome static as his reality was invaded by memories from the past...
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He was seated in a wooden chair, not unlike the one he was seated upon in Las Noches. But the room was different. Larger. A warehouse of some sort. And he was bound to a chair by his feet. He could see his blonde bangs hanging in front of his face and they were stained a pale pink... Blood. It trickled from the wound in his head where he'd been struck and knocked out. He never did find out what had caused the damage, likely a pistol whip.

"Ohhn... Where am I?" He asked. "Not too far from heaven." Spoke a man with the rough, pantomimed tough-guy accent of a yakuza. There was a chorus of laughs around him.
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"Ngh!" He grunted and grasped at his temple and the color returned. The sterile room containing the flamboyantly dressed Mr. Tile had returned... His abductor moved towards the door and pushed it open. Revealing his predicament to him. An expansive world that he recognized only from his academic studies was spread out in front of him. And Rizer returned to his office as nonchalantly as he'd opened the way out. The open door allowed for a breeze of cool air to sweep over him as the air circulated from the newly introduced ventilation.

"I... Can go?" He asked. But Rizer continued. He didn't need to get an answer back... This wasn't an offer. It was a threat. Rizer was allowing him to engage in an act of almost certain suicide as an alternative to giving in to his demands. I gave you a sweet deal- Once again his mind seared, and he whimpered! His head rolled and he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes tearing up in anguish as the world once again flickered and stole him away!
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"I gave you a sweet deal!" Unlike Rizer's eerie calmness, the man was screaming into the speaker of a cell phone. He was well dressed. A nice-looking suit with the jacket open. A handgun was tucked into his belt and his furled sleeves revealed arms covered in tattoos. "All you had to do was pay up! We're tired of being nickel and dimed! You're going to bring everything you owe right now, or the cripple is going to show up on the news!"

He flinched in his seat... He was unbound. He was just a kid after all. These tough guys didn't need him restrained to keep him in place. Especially with the thug beside him, leveling a handgun on the side of his head. "Listen kid. You stay right there. Your sister is going to drop the money off where wee told her, and then you can walk. We're all gonna play nice so you don't miss school tomorrow morning, yeah?" Just give them what they want. Be a good boy, and give them what they want. That was what he remembered telling himself.
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His pupils focused on the paper and utensils in front of him. Rizer's offer wasn't unfair... He could give him the names of the members of the Gotei 13. Their responsibilities. And in exchange, he would be let go. Nobody would get hurt. He took hold of the pen on the table and held it tentatively. Noone is coming for you. The words made him gag on something.
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"Nobody is coming for you." The man jabbed the pistol into the side of Kazuhiko's head, almost playfully. As if it weren't an implement of death. Kazuhiko remembered his confident grin. It was just as sickening in his memory as it was that day. There was a sudden crash of bent steel and broken wood! "HORAAA! WHERE'S MY BROTHER!?!?"

The rest of the memory was hazy. Stilted images. Fuuko was there... He remembered feeling so relieved. His sister -had- come for him. She always came for him. The gangsters scattered. Because of course they did. He didn't know anyone tougher or more capable than his sister. He'd disparaged her for always getting into fights. But everything she'd done, she'd done for them to be able to live. To survive in the squalor of poverty and misfortune!

He remembered the way that the first thug went down when something rigid and metal struck the side of his neck! He remembered the shower of profanities and the sound of shuffling feet. The sound of metal on human flesh. And he remembered the gunshot. He didn't remember leaving the chair... But he remembered the bite. A molten hot pinprick that spun him in mid-leap. He remembered how warm the ground felt against his cold hands. And he remembered his sister's feral screams as day turned to night while the sun was still up...
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A tear ran down the boy's cheek and his hand trembled upon the table. The pen scribbled on the paper. But it was illegible. The results of his tremors. He lifted it off the paper and drew in a deep breath. He couldn't let that happen again. He placed the tip of the pen on the first line. And stabilized it with a deep breath...

"I don't understand why you're doing this Mr. Tile... I don't know why you hurt all of those people." He began to write. His penmanship was sloppy. But he started with the squad most familiar to him. "It's terrible that you did that. Despicable." He continued as he wrote down a name. "But I don't hate you for it..." He put the pen down. And took up the paper.

"I'm sorry that you're hurt. But I think you can get better. You can do better. I believe there is a way to find your way back to kindness if you look for it." He pushed his seat out and got to his feet. He stumbled for a moment... But then he straightened himself out and took a centering deep breath. "I hope that someday... I can heal you too."

He walked towards the double-sided glass with the paper in hand so that he could show Mr. Tile what he wanted to see. "You're wrong though." He put the paper up to the glass so that Rizer could read it as he finished speaking. "They will come for me. And... I can't be here when they arrive. I won't let that happen again..." He wasn't sure where Rizer was... But he looked through the glass as if he did. And he smiled.

Upon the paper was written: Squad 4: Responsibilities: Healing. Captain: Satoshi Kazuhiko.

The paper fell away from the glass. "Goodbye Mr. Tile." And Kazuhiko stepped past the threshold of the room. Out of safety. Of Heaven. And into Hell.

[Rizer, Tile]

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※ Paragraphs: 9

✉ notes: 

With regard to both strength 

AND ABILITY, YOU HAVE NO HOPE OF WINNING...

1.)," Well the little bugger don't listen just as the Espada don't listen. "
Rizer didn't have no clue why people don't listen to him. It not he was an evil person he even allow others people to partake in his schemes. However this point he didn't like the disregard of Kazuhiko as hostage.

2.) The words of Shingami was indeed met to rattle Rizer own cage, and created some drama. However the only emotion he felt was rage and disappointment. But suddenly he had an idea even though he wasn't able to crack the hostage in an timely manner. He decide to investigate the matter of potential shinigami coming to Las Noches.

3.) Now he wasn't sure if that would be possible but he didn't put it pass the Soul Society. He wasn't worried just more likely bother that a potential forces could come if his identity is discover. Letting out a sigh he didn't care if Kazuhiko live or die the fact he disregard his aid and more importantly refuse to answer his question. He hold no use to him and it wasn't much that would stop Rizer from killing him at this point.


4.) Well allowing himself to cool off he didn't say or immediately respond to Kazuhiko question or comments. Since they was at an wall and since Rizer couldn't get what he had want out of Kazuhiko he hold no value and should die. Rizer had hope he would suffer matter of fact the idea he had would work perfectly to make it seem like Kazuhiko was helping Las Noches. In doing so he could maybe get him arrested for the think he refused of doing as of now.


5.) No wishing to say anything further or in general. Rizer allow Kazuhiko to walk out the door with no issue or comments or concerns. At this point Rizer felt he waste enough of his time on this lad . He better switch to his invasion plan so he could advance in the structure. It would have been good to attain some information about the Soul Society from Kazuhiko. But that didn't happen so he would have to rely on what he knew now which wasn't much.

6.) In Rizer mind he happily imagine Kazuhiko getting stab over and over again. It wasn't the best of scene however it calm down the anger he felt within his mind. Not to mention he kinda felt like he wouldn't get to far at less someone came and help him. What likely to happen is someone from Las Noches saving him and taking him in.



7.) Rizer would have to properly address Kazuhiko appearance here within Las Noches. His sole purpose is to suffer until he can answer the question Rizer needs answer. If he couldn't do that then it best to dump him back into Soul Society with evidence supporting his betrayed of Gotei 13. Rizer had all the clips and image's of Kazuhiko here within the interrogation room.


8.) Not to mention he could at any point take Kazuhiko into seeing Lord Kouhai. But the bastard don't help and when he does help it no fucking help not to mention he wasn't sure how his superior would act toward Rizer reaction. It probably be best for Kazuhiko to just wonder for a bit to see if that could break his will power. If not Rizer made sure to carefully write up a single report to Lord Kouhai as well as his other peers here within Las Noches.


9.) In this report he describe Kazuhiko appearance, and his sqaud along with his purpose. Rizer made it perfectly clear that Kazuhiko isn't supposed to leave Las Noches until he spill the beans about current Soul Society infrastructure, and it members. In his report to all the Espada and to the King he listed the question he want answer.

What is the Captain names and Vice Captain names of each sqaud?

What are duties of each sqaud?

Can you draw me a Map of Soul Society starting from your squad?


What building is near academy area?




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___________________
Soul Specialist V1

Sealed
Strength: [25]
Speed: [100]
Spiritual Pressure: [500]
Reiatsu Strength: [400]
Senses: [150]
Instinct: [37]
Energy Sensory: [0]
Healing Expertise: [0]
Light Aura: [25]
Dark Aura: [75]



Skills
Analyzing: 3
Weapon - Zanjutsu: 3
Kido: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Mental Incantations: 3
Damage Recovery: 2

Credit to Marik

[Col Arana]

Rizer Tile gets a 20% TP boost to his next thread with Kazuhiko.

Kazuhiko Satoshi gets a 20% TP boost to his next thread with Rizer Tile