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Kouen stepped into the room, looking around. He looked at what he perceived to be the man in the room, the one in charge of this whole thing. He didn't speak at all, only regarded the man with a keen, but vague interest. He didn't seem to intend to do anything. He was cautious, and ready. Any hint of danger, and Kouen could have the guy's head instantly. He was here to kill him after all. It was a pretty tense moment, filled with a thickness in the air, polluting the atmosphere of the room. And still, Kouen only stood there. He wasn't sure what to think or say, obviously. And, obviously, it wasn't like he had any choice but to attack sooner or later. His eyes were actually scanning the room. At least, one of them was. He was mapping out what was a mirror and what wasn't. Mirrors weren't hard to identify. "Well?" he asked.
Meanwhile, Kuroi looked around from up where he was. No attacking yet. No fighting. Had Kouen run into something? No, Kuroi could still sense his reiatsu burning strong. This meant that Kouen had come to some sort of anomaly that he was examining, and wasn't certain how to react to. He might even be in a face off with an enemy, just talking, or something similar. Kuroi was ready to go there, and assist his Fraccion if necessary. Chisoku and Nijuu were perfect for capturing and intercepting enemies. What was going on? "This is taking far too long." Kuroi muttered.
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 19, 2010 20:45:37 GMT -5
"'Well?' It speaks? It thinks? Capital! My name is Bostich. William Henry Bostich. I am at your service, sir, for the moment. I expect you to die presently, but first I thought I might ask you a few questions. Do tell me about yourself, your home, your superiors, all that!"
A great smile had appeared below the mustache. This man was simply delighted. Most people facing a monster like Kouen would probably be afraid, but Bostich was beside himself. he actually took out a pad and pen to take notes. He looked up with anticipation.
Post by Shiro Takashi on Dec 19, 2010 20:58:56 GMT -5
Shiro was awe stuck. What was this? This woman looked like a fool. Her clothing was ugly, her hair, everything about her. It gave off such a ridiculous appearance. Then he looked about the rest of the room, everyone else looked some what normal. Though why were they having a meeting, and how could they just disregard him and go on as if he wasn't there. "Are you the ones responsible for the recent killings here?" He asked in a deep, dark voice. For a moment he waited and crossed his arms behind his back. This was absurd, what were they even?
Last Edit: Dec 19, 2010 20:59:28 GMT -5 by Shiro Takashi
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 19, 2010 21:29:18 GMT -5
One of those seated away from the table rose and walked away from the Shiro. Then he looked around for a second until they made eye contact and began walking toward him.
"Yes! Hi! Hello there! Sorry to make you wait. I'm Ed Genrick, CFO. The Board is busy at the moment with an Arrancar. You know how they can be, right?! Anyway, if you'll just sit tight Mr. Bostich will be with you just as soon as humanly possible.
I can field your questions in the meantime. As for killings, no, we protect human lives. We don't end them. We have several big efforts going right now. In fact, we just made a lead gift of 5,000 pounds to assist the victims of the recent fire in Israel. Just terrible that. Would you care to make a donation before you die? You could definitely use some positive karma to make it easier to salvage your existence. We accept any currency."
This man had a large smile and a generally bright face. He seemed a bit unusual to come across in a combat situation, but he fit in here.
Last Edit: Dec 19, 2010 21:31:21 GMT -5 by Manabu Brock
Post by Jin Yamada on Dec 19, 2010 21:50:18 GMT -5
Jin turned the corner and came to a large old, stone building. What was this? He wasn't sure what to do now. He still sensed the reiatsu, but he wasn't sure which one he should go to. He felt the reiatsu coming from across the street instead of inside of this building. He lifted his hand, ready to open the door, when he suddenly heard shouting. He turned quickly and saw someone stop and stare at him. He stared coldly at Jin, and this made Jin wonder why he had done so. I wonder what his problem was? Let's see shall we? Jin turned towards the man as he ran across the street and followed after him. When he got to the building across the street, he pulled the door open and looked inside for the man. "Hey, why are you running away? Let's talk." Jin called out to the man as he followed after him into the building.
"I'm tearing it all down. No structure. No Gods. No Masters. Just pure Anarchy..."
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 19, 2010 22:09:30 GMT -5
"YOu - Yoou think you're better than me? I used TO WEAR A TIE!" The man took a swing at Jin (presumably) and missed by several feet. He landed with a thud against the wall and slid down to the floor. He wasn't bleeding, so he'd probably be OK.
The reiatsu was coming from upstairs. There was a large, open lobby furnished in the modern style. Black leather on shining metal frames sat near glass tables and abstract art. There was a large, marble topped counter where someone sat during the day. Behind the counter was a large marquee style directory.
"Light, Fuori." Kouen said as he lashed out towards the enemy, Bostich. In the middle of his movement towards his foe, his hands turned white, and the numbers "2-1" formed on the back of each. Using a specialized Cero that cost him no reiatsu, Kouen propelled himself even further. Therefore, his movement to get behind Bostich was at double speed. Regardless of what Bostich tried, his poor instincts and poor senses meant his mind wouldn't even move fast enough to process Kouen's movement, and even if they did, he wasn't fast enough to get around it anyway. A miniature shockwave roared out of the Cero when Kouen first let them loose, and one also did so when he released, since Arrancar releases were dramatic like that. This rushed about, cracking all mirrors, so that Kouen knew that he was behind a real person. His palm was to Bostich's back as he got there, and a Cero flew out, aiming to puncture a hole in Bostich, and send him flying towards the wall with a large, cauterized hole in his torso, which was meant to take out organs. (OOC: Assuming Bostich is small fry since his battle based stats are particularly low.)
"Where's your boss?" Kouen asked. "I have no intention of speaking about mine." His voice was calm, almost emotionless. He had some kind of battle high going for him while hovering there due to a constant Cero stream coming from his palms to hold him up. He was over ten times faster than Bostich when he was using his Cero to aid his movements, which was just about all the time. He obviously didn't have any intention of letting this guy toy with him. But, there had to be something up. Some sort of trick. Kouen normally wouldn't have attacked instantly like that. The fact that he had meant that he expected that there was a trick here. He didn't plan on letting Bostich set it up, that was why. But, he also wanted to fight against the boss, whoever really did command Bostich. Kuroi, meanwhile, over where he was, could still sense it all. He had no idea what was going on, but now that Kouen was on the offensive, he assumed that the enemy wasn't worth much anymore. Kuroi's Remaining Reiatsu: 2900 Reiatsu
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 19, 2010 22:57:33 GMT -5
Bostich was completely still. He wasn't even able to see what had happened. Kouen was suddenly behind him. Shock waves were bouncing all around the room rattling the mirrors and returning to bombard Kouen. Meanwhile, the Cero he fired cut through Bostich like a hot knife through... air. It pounded the mirror opposite Kouen and stopped against the mirror! It seemed these were no ordinary mirrors. They were able to handle a lot of reaitsu and give it back. Was it really going to fire Kouen's specialized Cero back at him? No. The mirror shattered the next moment, and the wall behind it gave way to the Cero. However, the attack seemed to lose some power in the conflict. Apparently, the mirror had been able to reflect the Cero into itself a little bit before breaking.
Bostich began to fade from in front of Kouen. There was no hole in his chest. Apparently this was just an illusion. "My word!" That was all before the image vanished. The other mirrors shattered as the reiatsu faded all around. Kouen was left alone in a room full of mirror shards and missing a wall.
Last Edit: Dec 19, 2010 23:14:42 GMT -5 by Manabu Brock
Post by Shiro Takashi on Dec 19, 2010 23:29:45 GMT -5
What an Insect. Shiro was disgusted with the words that fell from this arrogant mans mouth. Shiro did not hesitate in drawing one of his blades. When the sheath was falling from the blade a small charge of electricity wrapped around the edge of the blade. And, when Shiro finally released the blade it was pointed at Mr. Genrick. The lightning blast missed my inches, which he had done on purpose. "Personally, I enjoy the company of Arrancar more then the filth that lines this room," Shiro stated with more authority this time, "and if you ever threaten my life again I can promise you it will be the last thing to come from your mouth." Shiro was focused on Ed but he remained agile in-case anyone else attempted to move.
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 20, 2010 18:15:13 GMT -5
The blast of lightning struck the mirror and immediately bounced off to another mirror. It bounced around the room at great speed in a sort of rising circle until it struck the ceiling. Shiro had now discovered for himself that these were some unusual mirrors. Meanwhile, Mr. Genrick seemed perfectly calm until Shiro spoke.
"Filth?! That's a fine how-do-you-do. I'm trying to give you an opportunity to help people for a change. Furthermore, how can you prefer Hollows to humans? That's the one thing you Soul Mongers have going for you is that you at least claim to like humans! Maybe you do. I don't know. The fact of the matter is that you have no business talking like this to me when I've been nothing but personable, and I certainly never threatened your life! Honestly... talking to you it sounds as though you intend to live forever! The natural course of things aside, it is Mr. Bostich who will be threatening your life. Presently if I'm not mistaken..."
Edward Genrick consulted his pocket watch. He looked back up at Shiro then back at the watch again. He put it away and smiled sheepishly.
"I'm not sure what to tell you. Mr. Bostich usually has impeccable timing. He's just finished with that Hollow... Usually when I say that he's about to arrive, he arrives then and there. It's quite dramatic really. Why just last week I was having a conversa-"
Genrick and the meeting room disappeared suddenly. A voice came from behind.
"Dreadfully sorry, old bean. Really I am. You see my previous encounter held me up and went off a bit and all that. I usually try to be punctual, you know. Our finance man is rather tedious, and he insists on talking to anything with pockets. I hope he didn't chew your ear. Must be torture. Not humane at all. In any event, here we are, you and I, Mr.? What am I thinking?! Bostich is my name. William Henry Bostich. I was hoping to speak with you before we engage or perhaps even in lieu, so I'll certainly need to know how you're called Mr...?"
Post by Jin Yamada on Dec 21, 2010 14:12:58 GMT -5
Jin caught up to the man and stopped. He watched the man, and then the next thing he knew, the man was swinging at him. Jin leaned back, avoiding the punch, though it hadn't even neared him since the man had missed by several feet. Then, the man fell. Jin eyed him curiously. "What's wrong with this guy?" he muttered to himself, bending down to examine the man. He crouched over him, rolling him over to get a good look at him. No reiastu came from him, so Jin decided to try somewhere else. He headed upstairs towards where he could feel the reiatsu. He moved up the stairs, and then opened the large door into the lobby. He headed in and looked around, checking out the abstract art and the glass tables. What was the reiatsu he sensed here? He moved forwards, now goig to the counter. He looked behind it and found nothing but a marquee style directory. Someone is playing tricks. Jin walked out from behind the desk and looked around again. "Come out. I know someone is here. I can sense you." he called out to the empty room.
"I'm tearing it all down. No structure. No Gods. No Masters. Just pure Anarchy..."
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 21, 2010 18:45:43 GMT -5
As though answering his call, the words "5th floor Philanthropists' Association" began to glow. Soon there was a "ding" and the elevator doors opened. The elevator sat there waiting for Jin to enter.
"This is a recorded message triggered by your Spiritual Pressure. The Philanthropists' Association requests that you come to the 5th floor for an interview. You may access the 5th floor by entering this elevator and pressing the button with the number 5 on it. Upon pressing the button, the doors will close and the elevator will ascend to the 5th floor where the doors will open again. At that point you should exit the elevator and enter our office through the other door. After going through that door, you will have entered our office."
The message began to play again. Jin pretty much had 2 options now: get into the elevator or don't. What would it be?
Using his Special Cero to propel himself out of the way of shockwaves, Kouen landed once more. Bostich was gone. He'd rudely left Kouen all alone in a room instead of facing him. How pitiful. Kouen's release faded, returning him to sealed state. He left the building completely after that, returning to report to Kuroi, who was waiting up on a roof. Of course, Kuroi, with his Pesquisa, had sensed Kouen's reiatsu returning to him, redirected. Kouen quickly stood there, reporting all of his findings to Kuroi. Bostich had left after being attacked. He was a coward. Attacking only after Bostich issued battle seemed to be the way to kill him, instead of having to chase him around. Kuroi looked at Kouen for a moment, and then decided that he needed to be given an order as well, otherwise he'd just wait the way Kuroi had been doing. Except, Kuroi really didn't want to leave the wait in the hands of someone like Kouen, who could be an essential asset in battle.
"Notify the others." Kuroi ordered simply. Using his Pesquisa, he could still sense the others, and he could, after moving a bit, sense the Shinigami Captain as well. He homed in on the reiatsu, going into the building in question. Of course, he went through, searching for just the right door. At last, he found it. The one with the Shinigami and the Humans. He opened the door by turning the knob, entering into the room to see Bostich and Shiro. Kuroi closed the door quietly behind him, his hands in his pockets. Since Kuroi traditionally wore a black suit with a purple shirt and black tie underneath, three buttons all buttoned up, he looked quite a ways fancier than Shiro, and the look on his face showed that he was more serious. As it was, Kuroi was probably more of the type to engage in some sort of conversation than Shiro was. It was likely that Shiro would do what Kouen had, which was attack prematurely.
Kuroi would not make such a mistake. He looked first at Shiro, and then at Bostich. He chose to completely ignore Shiro, and spoke instead to Bostich. "William Henry Bostich." he said. "Disregard the mannerless Shinigami. My name is Kuroi Naito, Segunda Espada. Instead of the shinigami, I would like to speak to you." Well, that made things a bit better. Though, it was possible that Bostich would disregard Kuroi, and try to speak to the Shinigami, who had been here first. But, seeing as Kuroi hadn't been tremendously rude like Kouen or Shiro, perhaps things would actually get done this time around. He was of course, going to try and learn a bit about them while he was here.
Post by Manabu Brock on Dec 21, 2010 19:25:07 GMT -5
Bostich was flabbergasted. Nobody had ever walked into a Philanthropists' Association office during an interview. This was an Arrancar on top of that!
"Ah... well... Mr. Naito, was it? This is rather unexpected. I am currently in a meeting. Don't misunderstand, I have a burning desire to speak with you; each of you! What, for example, is a Segunda Espada? However, it would be rather bad form to pop off before I even got this gentleman's name! We might at least be introduced before I redirect my attention."
He turned back to Shiro. "Well then, the matter is yours to decide. Perhaps we might finally have the pleasure of your name, and you can say whether this gentleman should wait or join us."
Mr. Bostich, having recovered from the shock, was simply beside himself. He was so excited he nearly started bouncing off of his own mirrors. He had a great, wide smile as he waited for Shiro's answer.
Post by Shiro Takashi on Dec 21, 2010 21:28:37 GMT -5
Shiro looked almost stunned when Bostich had arrived. Everyone was so formal about all of this. Killing Arrancar and Shinigami. The went about it like it was child's play. Then again for them it could be. Shiro knew nothing about their abilities. But it didn't matter, obviously they had gotten off on the wrong foot. Shiro was usually more civilized, however this mission was rather annoying. And there was little to no explanation about these people or how they were even going about murdering the Hollow. Apparently Kuroi was more interested in what they had to say. Though he was not going to offend either of them. He knew who Kuroi was and was only slightly thrown off. The others were completely unknown. He had to be more cautious.
"I'm Shiro, Shiro Takashi. Captain of the Fifth Division," Shiro said in a calm, and rather friendly voice. Shiro placed his blade back in it's sheath a moment later. "Its nice to meet you," He said after his blade was fully replaced. Shiro had to be civilized for the moment, He had taken Mr. Genrick the wrong way, but he still did not enjoy people threatening him. He knew what these people did, though, whether they wanted to kill him or not he was unsure of. "I'm sorry for my actions earlier Mr. Genrick, For now I would just like to know what you're doing here," Stated shiro in a soft, yet some how demanding voice.
Last Edit: Dec 21, 2010 21:49:20 GMT -5 by Shiro Takashi