Dark Days: The Circle of Kashmir [R, NDE, Hard]

[Kashmir De-Mona]

Name: [Dark Days Part 1: The Circle of Kashmir] - The Adventure Name

Participants: [Anyone, 3 maximum] - Who can participate?

Location: [Fictional Human World city: Metropolis] - Where does this take place?

Difficulty Level: [Hard] - Easy, Medium, Hard, Extreme. How difficult is this adventure?

Setting: [NDE] Is this DE or NDE? Death Enabled or Non Death Enabled?

Plotline: [The operations of the business tycoon who calls himself Kayneth Wayne have become unbearable for those who work in the world of the living as spiritual beings. Affiliates and employees of crime organizations, Uzaki Enterprises, Xcution, Phoenix, or even humble mercenaries have all felt their pockets shrink before the success of Wayne Inc. It is well known that Kayneth Wayne is a ruthless businessman and that he employs many spiritual beings of considerable power, such as Axel Johnson or Basilisk. However no one knows much about him. They believe that he may be a human with spiritual awareness but no spiritual power. Those who participate in this adventure will seek to meet and speak with him--either by hunting down his allies and forcing a confrontation, or by politely seeking him out by secretary. Those who do so will be of high caliber, because his employees are of high caliber. They will have been hired by existing human world firms, or have their own personal interests.

At the heart of it is Xcution's heist. In addition to wanting to meet with and potentially get rid of Kayneth Wayne, Xcution has sent its people and hired some mercenaries as well to stage a heist of an important object stored in Wayne Inc's HQ in the underground facilities. The object is called a Blackstone, and it is an artificial gem whose power is to turn hatred directly into reiatsu for use in techniques. To cripple Kayneth Wayne's power, stealing this stone would be very useful.

It is up to you to select what you are doing in this thread out of these options. Along the way, you will learn Kayneth Wayne's darkest secret.] - Explain the plot of your adventure.

Estimated Enemy Strength: [4-0] Estimate the strength of the NPC's people will fight in this adventure. Class 7-1, what is their strength on average?

Estimated Time Until Completion: [3, maybe 4 pages] - How many pages do you think this adventure will run for until it is over?

Starts: [ASAP] - When does the adventure begin?

Special Conditions: [Though this is Metropolis, there will be no Superman. This will be a joint adventure run by Royce and by Kento.] - Any special conditions, limitations, or other things.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Kneeling before the alter in the center of the gothic church is the Quincy of darkness. Asmoskon had been sent to Metropolis by Satsujun himself which was actually something that only had occurred once prior to this event. The last time that Satsujun had sent Asmoskon on an assignment that required him to actually speak with him he had been altered in a way that now couldn't ever be changed. From that assignment onward Asmoskon had been placing more of his attention into his family and the in laws known as the Kuchiki. Asmoskon had a good life now for one that had lost everything and finally everything was actually coming together with him leading the way.

To all of them including Hotaru he was an individual that could take on the burden of a thousand nervous hearts and scared souls. He had been able to gather a decent amount of his surviving family members again and now was training them personality while getting them involved in Xcution's military under his authority. While he had been so busy doing all of that while training himself to still breach past his limitations and claim the potential that hadn't been obtained yet a realization had dawned on him. It was the reason why he kneeled right now in a church that belonged to those that saw a false religion.

Asmoskon wasn't here to pray to the God that these people believed watched over them. He was here for one reason. He had to ask to be forgiven. He was alone for the time being dressed in his official uniform as a member of Xcution's Military. He was in this city for the assignment yet the signs all pointed to the fact that this time he might be biting off more then he can chew and something bad could happen again. Asmoskon had been to busy since getting back together with Hotaru to actually do one of the most important things to redeem himself as a member of the Masurao Family.

"I'm sorry it's been so long. I've been busy doing the job that you all bestowed upon me." Asmoskon's head lifted upwards as he stared at the ceiling of the church. "I'm doing the best that I can Grandpa. There are so few of us left, but I'm doing all that I can to pick up after Dad. The Family comes before everything else. I've succeeded for the moment in bringing about peace between our family and Soul Society." He stopped for a few moments as if the conversation had shifted to someone else. "I'm back with Hotaru again and we'll be wed soon Mom. You were right and I was being dense like Dad." This time the silence crept up much faster. "I'll be sure to keep improving and ascend past you Dad don't worry the Vandenreich will crumble to the ground before my time in this world is over."

Suddenly Asmoskon's right hand rushed upwards to his eye patch and he winced in pain. Sneering at the ground as a single tear from his left eye fell to the floor Asmoskon knew he had to start his assignment yet there was one last thing he had to bring up. "I'm sorry that I brought about all of the death on our family's hands. I'm meant to lead them and show them how righteous we can be and how our path is the one of justice yet my hands are covered with the blood of so many innocence people." His fingers gripped hard against the black leather of his eye patch with rage. "I deserve what has happened and I'll burn for eternity when the time comes." Asmoskon stood and began to walk out of the church. "For now though I remain your successor."

[Alexander Kuma-Hebi]

Hard times. That sentence could be simple summary of how it currently was in Human World for any and all spiritual crime syndicates, organizations, and mercenaries. An upstart, Kayneth Wayne has been drying them out, leaving them without cash, people and other resources. He was appearing to be similar to Kazura Uzaki, except his success far surpassed what Kazura Uzaki has achieved. Soul Society, naturally, while not influenced by this directly, had a stake in this, as they always had stake in everything important in spiritual world. It was simple. Today he was destroying Human world competition, tomorrow he could well march against Soul Society. So, Soul Society wanted to see. It had to learn. It had to find out. Who was Kayneth Wayne? And more importantly, what he was? Naturally, they had people listening. Gathering information, collecting rumors. And those information caused concern. Kayneth seemed to be very influential and powerful. But nobody, literally nobody knew exactly what he was. Perhaps he was a Fullbringer? Or merely powerless, but yet spiritually aware Human? Or something else altogether? Soul Society had to know. And of course, they had to send in their main man for all things Human World.

Alexander Kuma-Hebi. Dangerous, dangerous man. Captain of Squad 3, and also, closest thing to Hulk that Soul Society had. He was no Hulk, because that green skinned giant did not really exist, at least in known realities and dimensions, but frankly, Alexander was the next best thing. He had enough power to destroy terrain, people, opponents, you name it, he is the one you call to smash it. And the best of it all? Because of it, people thought he was just a mindless barbarian. Which was cool, since they could then well be surprised by his actual tactics, strategies and planning. Yep. This was the man Soul Society sent in.It would raise quite a few eyebrows, the fact that he was being sent in. It was simply because he was the option you choose not when you only want to forego stealthy options, but an option you choose to fuck everybody's day up, and do it in plain sight. Regardless, it was Central 46 that wanted him on the job, and so Alexander obeyed.

Soon after receiving order, he found himself in Metropolis, city where was directed. There he had to find Kayneth Wayne, discover what he really was, and then, if he judges it is necessary, execute him in the spot. Well, those were Alexander's official orders. But he had his own reasons to be here as well. You see, he withheld some information from his superiors. Xcution. Xcution had a trouble with intelligence leaks. And contacts of Squad 3 discovered something bigger going on. A heist was in the works. A heist staged by Xcutuion, directed at Kayneth Wayne. A heist aimed at stealing an artifact known by the name of Blackstone. Now, Alexander didn't have the entire picture. He had merely pieces of a puzzle. But he knew, to an extent, what Blackstone is. It was some kind of artificial gem that was fueled by hatred, and in turn, it gave user more power. Information he had on exactly what kind of power it was was not straightforward, so Alexander would have to discover it later. Because he was here for it. He was here for Blackstone.

After all, Alexander knew hatred. Hatred for all inferior races. For traitors. For weaklings. Oh, it burned strong inside him. And with an artifact that gave him more power and was fueled by hatred? He could be unstoppable. He could get his greater plans going, set in motion. Cleansing of all three worlds could be even within his reach, but only if he had Blackstone. Thus, he was there for the Blackstone. He was also there to fulfill his primary mission given to him by Central 46, since that would help a lot with his own agenda here as well, but he knew what was primary goal for himself today. Get Blackstone. At all costs. Work with anyone and everyone if needed. But get it. Alexander could quite simply use people and then betray them later. After he got Blackstone in his possession. But until then, he had to hunt. He had to find Kayneth Wayne. Or somebody else that would get him going. Sadly, it was hard to do so.

Alexander wanted to simply spare himself the trouble. It is a lot easier to find somebody without having to actually search for him. But still, to get to him, Alex would have to go through the other people. One of his contacts could direct him to Kayneth's secretary. That was good enough for Alexander. He would then use that. He could arrange a meeting. Or get out information out of his secretary and then kill the secretary. Or he could even kidnap the secretary and use him or her as a lure. Alexander could do so many things. But he had to wait, and get himself the information on the secretary from his contact. He could then decide whether to contact the secretary or to conduct some other actions. After all, Alexander did have m,any options right now. And he would decide what to do alter, when he finished meeting with his contact.

So, there he was, sitting at a bar in a place called "Moe's Squid Lid". It was not a highest caliber of bar, but it was the pace where his contact wanted him to meet. Alexander was there, and he was quite open. You see, this was a spiritual bar. One that Alexander knew. And he was there, in his usual outfit, suit, shoes, all classy, with trench coat that served as his haori on his back, and his two Zanpakuto on his side. He also had his signature sunglasses on, even though he was inside. He was there, drinking coffee. And he was not even trying to hide who he was. It was futile really, because people who could sense his Reiatsu would know who he was, or at least what he was, and he had no way of masking it, so why bother with disguises anyway? Alexander just waited for his contact to show up so he could get his information out of him, and then the real fun could start. Get to the secretary. Do something. Get to Kayneth. Wreak havoc. It sounded all good in his head.

So, he was waiting for his contact. A low level Fullbringer known as Slippy Jimmy. He used to be a conman, but now he was supposedly legit, and worked as a lawyer. It was same thing really, as far as Alexander was concerned, given that Jimmy was now ripping off people way more than before, but hey, it was not his business. He gave Slippy Jimmy status of Substitute Shinigami not because of his usefulness in slaying Hollows or anything. No, he was too low level for that, and his Fullbring was supposedly not even for combat. But he heard things other people never did, and he was shady guy. Also, he was willing to do anything for cash, and well, Squad 3 paid their informants very well. So, Alexander was here, waiting for him. He waited for his contact. However, Slippy Jimmy was running late. And it was already annoying Alexander. While he had no problem letting others wait for him, he had a huge problem with being the one waiting. Still remaining calm, he took a good sip of his coffee.

Where the hell is this guy? What is taking him so long?

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Skills:

[Weapons: Swords] [4]
[Hakuda] [3]
[Battle Analysis] [3]
[Strength of Will] [3]
[Damage Recovery] [1]

Stats:

Strength - [(400+100)*2.75=1375] Points
Speed - [(300+100)*2.75=1100] Points
Spiritual Pressure - [300] Points
Reiatsu Strength - [(300+100)*2=800] Points
Light Aura - [50] Points
Dark Aura - [50] Points
Instinct - [150] Points
Senses - [150] Points
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points

Total SP: [1600] Points

OOC: This is a shout out to you two guys. Please don't miss my informants faceclaim, please. And no, I am not telling who he is.

[Kimiko Aimi]

OOC: Failure coming in ^.^

IC:

Metropolis? She could've sworn she knew that name somewhere, but where? No matter, she was sent to the massive city on a job. A modeling job if anyone couldn't tell. On behalf of Sabra Magazine, a popular Japanese, Kimiko was sent as a potential cover girl to negotiate with a representative of Wayne Inc. With the assistance of her Manager, Jurrio Kobayashi, Kimiko was able to secure a meeting with an individual from the company before moving forward. The meeting itself was only a simple form of introductions, but in all honesty, it is where the elimination process begins. Definitely many applicants would put in their models or sell themselves for a large business, but often fall short of what was required. Not for Kimiko. The many years she had spent alive allowed the Failure to secure a multitude of options for work. For the Japanese noble she found herself as a Japanses Gravure Model.

That was the terrific thing about immortality, the free time that came with it. Her past twenty years Kimiko had been approached by individuals who loved to have her as a post girl to increase sale rates and advertising. There was some controversy as to why Kimiko was the way she was, but time took its course and an explanation was given. The minor details had been worked out and with a little help the woman was able to manifest herself to be seen by others. Other words a private manufacturer was able to supply them with limitless Gigai's to help her remain visible to the naked eye. Her stunning appearance that forever remained enabled her to use them to benefit her career. Although only able to remain within a Gigai for no more than an hour, all of her photo sessions took no longer than that amount of time to gather what was needed.

Over the accumulated time Kimiko's name grew to be known as "Kimi-chan" over several renown agencies, such as Donna Models and Bravo Models.  Those twenty years of hard work managed to establish Kimiko's existence in the World of the Living, while at the same time, the agencies allowed Kimiko to travel to various regions of the world to search for her own answers. Her existence was something that kept secret from her clients and business associates, however, there were the rare few who knew of what she really was. In order to ensure that her secret remained a secret one of the conditions for working for her clients was to switch the Managers that would travel with her. A different Manager each time a new job was taken on. So Kimiko knew nothing of her companions while they knew little to nothing about her, but that was something Kimiko fixed without issue. Her level of using Energy sensory gave her access to the minor bits and pieces to a person's past and thoughts, so Jurrio-san was revealed to be an average fifty year old man with no hidden talents.

As for Kimi-chan's latest job offer her client, a representative from Xcution, approached her with some rather interesting news. A limitless power which her client wished to have possession over. The details as to what the item was remained a secret until she took the job offer, which she did. Further information as to why the job was required to be taken on by a strong individual, such as herself, was the same reason why some other firms were either going into bankrupt or on the path to bankruptcy. Her own agency was suffering the ripples from the change in business, which was why their own intentions were to find a means to join with Wayne Inc. Another reason why they would send one of their best models to entice Mr. Wayne into a deal. The Failure's expression gave no lee way to what she was thinking, thanks to her skill in acting, of her own personal interest in the matter. Perhaps another means to find a cure for herself.

Kimiko continued to review the details over and over again in her mind while on the drive to the appointed meeting area. Jurrio reviewed his own notes and profiles of his model, piecing together his statement and reasons for hiring Kimi-chan as a poster girl. Not only she'd have the support of Xcution resources to give her reputation some needed back bone, but the other Modeling Agencies and magazines were providing her with their support. All that was needed now was to prove to Wayne's Representative why Kimiko would make a good potential hire, even if not as a poster girl. That was another potential she had. From the files handed to her from Xcution, Kayneth Wayne was rumored to be spiritually aware of beings beyond the physical plane. So, if the rumors were true, then surely he would sense the great potential in her strength. Besides, Kimiko had plenty of options and resources to use to negotiate with on business matters.

To the point, all that mattered was persuading the Secretary into having a formal meeting with the man himself. That was the real fight and more than likely both parties had several weapons to fight with. But, among it all there still had to be a level of respect between the two. Once that was gained, the battle may be already won, but that was far away, and her battle had just begun. "Kimi-chan, we have arrived." Jurrio spoke as their escort vehicle came to a stop. The Failure gave a small nod to acknowledge the situation and quickly adjusted her white single piece dress. Edges of the shoulder straps decorated with lace and fine linen. A single rose sown to her left strap that was tugged as a straw hat was placed over her flawless silver hair. The two emerged from the Black car and all that the Failure needed to do was let Jurrio handle the details with Kimiko displaying herself as a living example. Their battle begins now.

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{Stats, Skills, and Items}

Prodigy Version 2 - Lvl 1 - Points

Strength - 120 - 2/3 deduction[40]

Speed - 240

Spiritual Pressure - 240

Reiatsu Strength - [X - 1050 due to Failure Class 2] - [1575]

Light Aura - 100

Dark Aura - 0

Instinct - 120 - [40]

Senses - 100

Energy sensory - 280 - [420]

Healing Expertise - 100 - [33]


Total SP: [1200] Points


*Skills*

1. [Fighting Style - Aikido] {3}

2. [Weapon - Bow/Arrow] {2}

3. [Acrobatics] {3}

4. [Acting] {2}

5. [Charisma] {2}

6. [Mental Incantation] {3}


*Items*

Gigai Pills = 20

[Kashmir De-Mona]

September 17,

Business as usual. I was in my office when I got a call from the usual guy, Don, who is a complete jackass. But I owe him one for helping me set myself up in this new job after what happened down in New Mexico and afterward. I never really pictured myself as a big city lawyer, but now that I think about it, I'm realizing that was stupidly closed minded of me. There are a lot more people in the big city that are desperate to throw away their money for a sketchy guy who can do sketchy things. So, the phone rings as normal, and me, being the way too good of a guy that I am, go ahead and pick it up. Who is it? Well, Don, like I said. And what does the slick bastard want? He's got a job for me. So, I get to make money. That's pretty good.

Only, he's having me take more jobs from that damn Soul Society. I don't really even fully understand what that is, but one of their big shots, who I've met before and pays me pretty well, wants to set up a meeting. So, as you would expect, I ended up going to this meeting. So I'm on my way to this bar to meet him, and I sense his spiritual pressure. Like, from a mile away. My first thought is, are you fucking kidding me? Let me be the first to say right now that I in no way have any interest in fucking with Wayne Inc. I've seen who they employ, and those guys, you do not mess around with. Just by agreeing to this meeting in order to tell him that much, I'm risking my life big time. So, here I am, I've just gotten there, and his reiatsu is easily detectable.

Naturally, being the logical, sensible guy I am, I know that we should be afraid of Wayne Inc's mercenaries. So when I got there, I told him, "Dude, curb your reiatsu right now. If Wayne's goons find you here, we're fucked." If we've got to call what the great Heisenberg did the empire business, then we've got to call what all of Wayne's main guys are doing the empire business. So Wayne, by owning them, doesn't just have his own one empire. He has many empires. And his empire is powerful, and can conquer us at any minute, even if we aren't citizens of it. So after that, we're sitting, and I have to tell it to him, straight. I have to break the news to him. I was hoping at the time that he would take it well.

"Look, man, I can't do this job for you. This is Kayneth Wayne we're talking about. The guy's someone not even a Captain fucks with. You should just already know to back off here. I'm not going to help you kill me."

[Alexander Kuma-Hebi]

OOC: I figured I just go ahead and toss some dialogue in and stuff. Hope you don't mind me posting.

IC: Yeah, he was here. Slippy Jimmy, shady lawyer who had connections to a powerful drug lord down in New Mexico. A low level Fullbringer who worked for Soul Society from time to time, but was under their protection because of it. And yet, he was here, showing up late. Alexander didn't like it in the slightest bit. He had to wait, and he drank four coffees in the process. And then, he still had to wait for Slippy Jimmy. For two hours more. So, yeah, when Jimmy came, Alexander was majorly pissed off. Angry. He would have squashed Jimmy as if he was a bug, except he couldn't. He needed his information. So Alexander looked at him, all messy and in a suit. He frowned. Jimmy was always a mess. He was never looking as good as Alexander did, even though he always wore suits. Regardless, he was now here, and he approached Alexander. He pulled a stool and sat next to him at the bar. Now, Alexander was ready to finally talk business and then see what he could do. He was ready to hear important things from Jimmy, and to get this entire thing going. Instead, he got a lecture. "Dude, curb your reiatsu right now. If Wayne's goons find you here, we're fucked." Now that. That was not what Alexander wanted to here. And anyway, it's not like he could do it anyway. He was unable to control the damn thing entirely, so he couldn't do anything about it. He was a bloody shining beacon to any and all potential enemies. And he gave no fucks.

"Listen, Jimmy. You have been called here for one reason only. ONE! And now, let me see, I am pretty sure I recall the reason. And lecturing me was NOT the reason. You are here to give me information! So spit it out. Start talking, pronto!" Yep. Alexander did not care about Kayneth's goons finding him. He was strong enough on his own, and in terms of purely combat abilities he was among top Captains. He could deal with a goon or two, at least. Well, he believed he could. He was quite self-confident. However, what he heard was not something that he liked. "Look, man, I can't do this job for you. This is Kayneth Wayne we're talking about. The guy's someone not even a Captain fucks with. You should just already know to back off here. I'm not going to help you kill me." Alexander laughed actually, at that remark. It was indeed funny. but it also made him angry. Like, a lot. And simply, he had to obviously break it down to Slippy Jimmy. He WAS doing this job, whether he wanted to or not. It was that simple. There was no walking away, no running. Alexander could set the entire Gotei 13 after this man, and turn his life into Hell. It was simple, really.

"You see, you don't get to even say what you think, Jimmy. You are here to work for us. You do what you are told, when you are told, nobody gets injured, and you even get some payment. Now that is a sweet deal for you, especially with our protection. Now, you wouldn't want that to go away, would you?" Was Alexander threatening Jimmy? Actually, no. He was just breaking his options down to him. He was not yet into threatening. He didn't want to do it yet. "It is simple really. You are not even needed to make a single phone call. All you need to do is get me and give me contact and info on Kayneth's secretary. Or at LEAST, point me in some direction. Like, you know a guy, that knows a guy, that knows a girl, that knows a guy, who has something on Kayneth's secretary or Kayneth himself. Now you are giving me something like that, at least. Afterwards, you can crawl in any mice hole you pick. And don't worry. Your worthless hide is still useful, so I will get some protection on your back. Now, spill me what you got. And I mean, NOW!"

[Kento Waffles]

The guy with those stupid advertisements up on billboards on the freeway didn't look convinced. And honestly, even for a Captain, it should make sense. Alexander just didn't understand the human world because he didn't quite come here often enough. But, if he understood the political dynamics of this world, he would get that this wasn't small timer business. After all, this was Kayneth Wayne they were talking about. Context. Kayneth Wayne rose to power within the last few months. His operation grew more quickly than even Uzaki Enterprises, which rose within a couple of years. And he succeeded in hiring help from some of the biggest baddies around.

The bounty hunter, Darnell. The monstrosity, Axel Johnson, who was postulated by many to be the most powerful Fullbringer alive, minus Satsujun himself. Easily on the same level as the most powerful Captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. Basilisk, the mercenary who had crippled even Xcution and Uzaki, and was responsible for the death of a Seven Guns member. These were just three of Kayneth Wayne's monsters. Of those, he had five. And those five were just a fraction of those whom he had recruited. How he had managed to convince them to work for him was a mystery. But with them as his firepower, even if he himself was thought to have no powers, he was a force in this world.

"Alright, alright..." The sleazy lawyer said to Alexander. He reached into his bag, and slid a business card across the table. It was nice. Clean, white with gold cursive font. It read, "Judith Buchanan. Secretary. Wayne Inc." It had her number on it. "Call that number, see if you can set up an appointment," the lawyer informed Alexander. He then reached into his bag, and produced another business card, this one black. He slid it across the table. It had a large X on it, implying that it was a calling card for a member of Xcution. It had no name. Only a phone number, and a serial number within the X. "And if you can't set it up with her, call this guy. He'll set you straight."

The lawyer looked around nervously, eyes darting. He looked back at Alexander. "This cannot come back to me. I'm doing this because you pay me, but I just want you to know that I don't like this. You can't guarantee my protection." His eyes darted around some more, like some feral lizard. The sleazy lawyer left soon after that, excusing himself with some stupid reason or another. No big deal. But, speaking of that strongest Captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads whom Kayneth Wayne had a Fullbringer that could match pound for pound, that same Captain soon appeared, having decided to join Alexander on this mission.

Scarlet eyes, dazzling good lucks, and fair skin. A flawless looking man in all regards, wearing a gray business suit with a black shirt, and a deep dark red tie, paisley. He had a gold pin on his chest with the Kuchiki insignia. The Captain of Squad 6, Sozen Kuchiki, who took a seat across from Alexander, where that sleazy lawyer had been sitting not long ago. "You're hunting today, Captain Kuma-Hebi," Sozen noted with a cold smile. "But for whom?" Someone dangerous had just joined the mission. Sozen was strong. But... If Kayneth Wayne had someone stronger... Things could get ugly.

[Alexander Kuma-Hebi]

Well. It was something. Jimmy took of like somebody was chasing him, concealing that with a lame ass excuse of having some stuff at a court later. Truth to be told, Alexander cared little. He got two business cards from him, and it was good. Now he had not one but two contacts on his hands, which was certainly far better than none. Now he had to put them to use, and then get what he needed. Kill Wayne and get Blackstone. And while in the process, fuck over or kill everybody, Xcution included. Well, especially them. They were trying to stage a heist to get Blackstone. Alexander was here to make sure that they end up where they belonged. And that was sewers. And junkyards. And all other kinds of dumps and similar places. And aAlexander would send all of them there. Of course, he would make it sure that they went to all those places. Well, pieces of them at least. He was not in a mood for cooperation, except to get them into a trap where he could freely butcher them without Satsujin knocking on his door. That would be bothersome, really. But Alexander would be careful. He didn't want that to happen.

Still, he had to plan how to pull this out. This was no small matter. This guy, Wayne, had built empire dozens of times larger than other new players, Uzaki Enterprises, and in less than half the time. He employed people whom nobody else could even dream here in Human World save for Xcution. And he employed them as goons. Goons. That spoke enough. If he could do that, it was obvious how powerful he was. And all that crap about him being powerless Human. Alexander didn't buy into that. Kazura rose before he got Fullbring, or so was the word, but he was lower caliber. But this guy? No. His employees were too high caliber to be hired by powerless Human. No cash could keep them in line. Not them. No. He had to be powerful. In fact, Alexander believed he was far more powerful than all of his employees. To him it made sense. With these guys you had to set up pyramid scheme mimicking Las Noches, with strongest one on top. Anything else, and no cash would save you from them taking over. Alexander knew about them. Basilisk. Axel Johnson. For these guys, you had to be stronger than them. It was simple as that.

So, Alexander went into planning. Coffee after coffee, plan after plan, and after many many hours, he looked on a clock only to find out merely fifteen minutes passed. That pissed him off. Like, for real. Massively. Just as he was preparing to let the steam off by wrecking the place, he caught up a scent. Familiar scent. One that annoyed Alexander's nose slightly. It was a smell of a man, but with a feminine touch. Alexander cursed the scent, the perfume and the man who such unmanly perfume. It was odd, a good, strong smell, with an annoying note of feminine that simply overshadowed everything else. Alexander was pretty much convinced that the guy was using his wife's perfume on him. And indeed, less then a minute after Alexander caught the scent. Captain of Squad 6, 29th Kuchiki Head, and obviously man without a nose, Sozen Kuchiki. He was right there, and Alexander was unsure why. He was certain he himself was Captain assigned here. Still, Sozen was one of only two Captains, save for Captain Commander, that exceeded his own pure combat strength.

"You're hunting today, Captain Kuma-Hebi. But for whom?" Ah. At least he was direct. Alexander decided to return the favor and be direct as well. "Well, since I take it you are here to join the fun, I am here to get a way to meet with Kayneth Wayne, newest big player in Human World. Depending on my judgement on his potential for causing us trouble, I am also authorized to kill him. Now, I got contact that should set us on going to the meeting, one way or another. I already pulled some strings from our informants network." Alexander shared information with Sozen. But the real question was, how much was Sozen to be trusted? Because Alexander was here for more than just that. He was in here to do more than just hunt for Kayneth Wayne. But how reliable was Sozen? And would he, if he found about Blackstone, want it for himself? And what about Xcution involvement? Alexander heard rumors bout Sozen having an in-law from Xcution. Quincy, high profile, married to Hotaru Kuchiki. Though there were rumors that it was actually a bit different marriage, and that it included not Hotaru but Hokori. Regardless, it was there on the table.

Question what would Sozen do if his in-law was involved into this? The Xcution operation was a high level one, if it was to be aimed against Wayne. Still, Alexander decided to go through and risk it. "Well, there's more. Supposedly, there is an artifact in Wayne's possession. It is some kind,of a stone. It's name is Blackstone, and well, while we don't know what exactly it does, we do know that it is fueled by hatred, and that it grants more power to the user. So, you see, it would greatly benefit all of us if I could get my hands on it. You see the benefits, don't you?" Alexander paused for a bit before continuing. "So, you see, I want to possess such artifact, for it would do Gotei 13 a world of good. But guess what? Xcution wants it as well. They even are staging a heist to grab it. So, of course, I want to fuck that action up. Or join it to get the Blackstone and then kill them all. We will see what suits us better. So, you in? Good. I have contacts, let us get to meetings part of this entire thing. Now excuse me I got a phone call to make."

Alexander pulled out his mobile, one he had with him, one of those use-for-a-mission-and-then-ditch-it phones. He entered number of Wayne's secretary. It rang and rang. But when she picked up, Alexander played it politely. "Miss Judith? I am here representing an important factor in all spheres of life. We would like to schedule a meeting with Mister Kayneth at his first convenience, but however,a s soon as possible. We are representatives of Gotei 13, Captains of Squad 3 and 6, and it is regarding one very important matter." While Alexander waited to hear his answer, he was not worried. He had a second contact to get them ahead and keep them in game. So, no sweating it. Alexander was pretty relaxed about this. He had second way of getting in, but right now, this was attempt number one of getting to Kayneth Wayne. And Blackstone.

[Kento Waffles]

OOC: This was a collab post! First half (above the line) was written by me, Kento. The second half, written below the line, was crafted by Royce. This post will also cover both Alexander and Kimiko's posts.

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After listening to all of the details of the mission, Sozen paused, and then opened up another cold smile. "It's good that we're both here," he said. "They won't be a match for us." And how true that really was. After all, the Thirteen Court Guard Squads were the most powerful military in the three worlds. Only Las Noches could rival them. But, with the death of the Primera, and the continued ascension of strength from the Captains, especially the strongest of the Captains, it was looking as if the Seireitei was quickly pulling away. Leaving Las Noches in their dust. Becoming a beacon of real power.

So this, of course, brought Alexander to making his phone call. But, meanwhile, as he did, somewhere else, there was action. Kimiko, a human world dweller. Someone far more suited to a job like this, by knowing the ins and outs of this modern world. Someone who had likely heard far more rumors of this Wayne Inc than either Sozen or Alexander. She would soon find herself in a meeting room with Judith, the secretary. Said meeting room was a small conference room with a wooden table and twelve chairs on each side. It was separated from the rest of the immaculately professional business building of Wayne Inc by a simple wall of glass.

They were up on the 43rd floor, which wasn't saying much, considering the size of the building. It went up to about ninety or so. Kimiko would find herself seated across from Judith, on the other side of the table from the secretary. The secretary had dull gray eyes with rectangular spectacles and a scrunched up bun for dirty blonde hair. Her olive blazer and black skirt completed a professional look, but one which spoke not of power, but of tedious affairs. She was, for all other words, not exceptional at all. She was strikingly normal. Matter of fact, it was entirely likely and probable that she had no spiritual powers.

It meant that she would perceive Kimiko as if Kimiko were just a regular human. That was good for Kimiko, of course, but it seemed strikingly bad of a choice for someone like Kayneth Wayne to have such an average, human secretary. It was like getting a Muggle into the world of Wizards as a guard in Azkaban. Context: Muggles can't see Dementors. Context: Harry Potter. Judith had a weird quirk of tapping her pencil lightly on the desk. In most people it would appear as impatience, but for Judith, it was really just a habit. Anyway, after Kimiko had gotten this meeting, Judith had been prompt to meet with her.

It might be refreshing for Kimiko. A Failure, usually, was met with scorn. But Judith, a regular human, couldn't even see that Kimiko was a Failure, and wouldn't react to it at all. "Now, you would like to meet with Mr. Wayne for what purpose?" Judith asked. She was screening Kimiko. After Kimiko answered, another question followed. "What time and date would be preferred for you?" Another question to answer. Following this, another question. "How did you come to the conclusion that you must meet directly with Mr. Wayne?" It was probably nerve racking, especially considering Judith's face was so monotonously boring as she spoke. And so was her voice.

Suddenly, Judith's cell phone rang, and she held up a finger. "Excuse me," she said, and picked it up. "Hello?" she asked. She soon found that it was Alexander Kuma-Hebi's call, and he too was asking for a meeting with the infamous Kayneth Wayne. "If you would like the fastest time, I can give you a slot forty five minutes from now, but for a meeting of fifteen minutes only. Mr. Wayne is a busy man." She waited for Alexander's answer, and then hung up the phone, and resumed with Kimiko. It was up to Kimiko to answer the previous questions, and this next one. "Do you have any other questions before we finish scheduling your meeting with Mr. Wayne?"

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The pitch black. The darkness. The infinite, hopeless despair that makes oh so many squeal. Kayneth Wayne is the monster who feeds on the fears born in the awful black. The twisted and the malign. It was not always so. Mr. Wayne was a playboy who fell in love for the first time. Struck by Cupid's arrow, it was he who undid himself in curtsy, and was swallowed whole by a woman's betrayal and a sickening heartbreak. It was his pain--His first ever desire for revenge, his virgin hate, that drew the spirit of vengeance from the forest of Hollows of whence its previous physical manifestation had been incinerated in entirety. The spirit of vengeance knew, then, that this boy was strong... So it took him for itself.

Now, yellow eyes, skin like the silver moon, and a beguiling smile drawn to thin, vampiric lips which as of yet are bloodless. The true horrors of someone whose hatred you can sense. The most almighty of the demonic auras. Such is the birth of the spirit of vengeance into the host Kayneth Wayne. The creation of the newest monster of De-Mona. The one who would replace the mighty Adalo. This monster, black in soul, and with an otherworldly presence, can find his way anywhere he wants and drag up his ferocious stank. So he was doing, too, going down an elevator as an interview from his secretary drew onward. Long after the hot reiatsu of the girl, Kimiko, left the interview with the secretary, Judith, and after all had completed, Mister Kayneth Wayne found Judith alone in the room.

Baleful gaze set on Judith, a crooked Cheshire's smile leaping gleefully to his face, Kayneth Wayne asked only one question. "When can I break them?" And Judith could look up at him and see, and wonder. And smile, herself, though her face bore no telling tale sign to show she could ever work up a smile. "Soon, Sir." So then Kayneth Wayne would laugh and smile, and then grow serious. "I can hardly wait," would come his words. "So for now... You'll have to do." And then his teeth would sink into her neck and she would scream as blood matted his mouth. But soon, she would fall to the ground silently, pale faced. And Mr. Wayne would dab clean his face with white handkerchief, and throw it in the trash. He would turn around as moaning begun on the floor behind him. The sound of shuffling feet. Someone rising.

Make no mistake, beautiful world. Kayneth Wayne is...

The Arrancar King.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

While the two Captains spoke to one another over the events that were without a doubt going to take place today. There was the presence of someone else moving towards them. His reiatsu suppressed so that this other Captain speaking with Lord Sozen would hopefully not be able to pick up that he was a Quincy. The boy opened the door to the café that they were both in at the moment and began to walk over slowly. It took a few seconds to get there and when he did the boy stopped roughly three feet from table facing Sozen and bowed. He had a young face with brown hair and a small frame. Sozen hadn't met him previously, but there was no denying that the boy had been sent to speak with Sozen.

"Greetings Lord Sozen; I apologize for imposing on you and your associate, but Lord Asmoskon sent me to deliver this message to any Kuchiki who should arrive in the vicinity." The boy pulled out a small black envelop with the red lotus symbol of the Masurao family imprinted on it. He held it out to Sozen while keeping his eyes facing the floor and staying still making sure not to leave until he was dismissed. While the boy was a member of the Masurao family and held loyalty to Asmoskon above all else he and the others of the family had been instructed to behave towards Sozen as they do to him as they're families connection meant they all would look after each other. Respecting the family head of the other side was something that Asmoskon felt would be needed to grow in connection later on down the road so everything had started from the start on his side.

When Sozen opened thee envelop he would find a black sheeted paper inside with a message written in crimson.

To Whichever Kuchiki hereby read this message, I’m currently infiltrating Kayneth Wayne’s base of operations. Duncan the boy who delivered this message has been instructed to answer any sort of question you might have within reason. When he has served his purpose be free to send him on his way. I hope to see you on the inside just remember watch where you step; you never know what might pop up.

While the letter was short and to the point that last sentence would hopefully give Sozen the clue that had been hidden in plain sight. Asmoskon wasn’t one to hide much especially from family so the way he had written the last phrase was a painful attempt at being witty. He knew it was a poor attempt when he had made it yet there had been no time to think of something more fitting and just sent it off.

Asmoskon himself while Duncan had found Sozen and delivered the letter to him was already underground. He had snuck inside the sewer system and moved throughout it making his way under Kayneth Wayne’s base. Now though on the inside of the base the floor cracked and began to fall inward like a pit had just suddenly been formed. Well in fact one had and a moment or two after it formed Asmoskon jumped up from within the pit into the dark room. He was below the main floor and seemed to be in some sort of storage room. He knew it wouldn’t be long until someone came by either from hearing the sound he just made or smelling the stench of the sewer which was now accessible through the pit.

Either way he wasn’t going to stay and find out so he quickly looked around the room and found what he had been peering after. An air grate which would allow him to move from one room to the next. The short black bow suddenly manifested into Asmoskon’s left hand and he fired off four shots one after another hitting the corners of the grate until it fell to the floor. Asmoskon would then actually just hide in the darkness of the room suppressing his reiatsu while hiding on the top of one of the shelves throughout the room. His plan was simple wait for someone to come and when they did take care of them and then disguise himself as them in order to move throughout the base undetected. If someone didn’t come within a few minutes though Asmoskon was going to start moving through the grate system as quietly as he could until he got a few floors higher.

Remaining Reiatsu: 2050/500
Kyōsei sa Remasu: {-150}
Quincy Cross: {+1,600}

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{Stats & Skills}
Strength ❖ 300
Speed ❖ 400
Spiritual Pressure ❖ 100-50%=50
Reiatsu Strength ❖ 400x2=800
Light Aura ❖ 80
Dark Aura ❖ 20
Instinct ❖ 300
Senses ❖ 150
Energy sensory ❖ 50
Healing Expertise ❖ 0

•[Weapons: Archery] [4]
•[Acrobatics] [3]
•[Strength of Will] [3]
•[Battle Analysis] [3]
•[Battle Focus] [2]
•[Crafting] [3]

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{Items}
40x Datsu
Mechanical Quiver
Power Ring
G.O.D
R.O.O.T
10x Ginto Tubes
2x Plasma Swords
4x Band Holsters
10x Supaiku Shafuto
20x Ginto Shafuto
10x Gasu Shafuto
5x Sonikku Shafuto
5x Setchaku-zai Shafuto
15x Furasshu Pfeil
15x Bakuhatsu Pfeil
5x Mamushi Pfeil
5x Kojin Poison
5x Parusu Grenade (Arrows)

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[Kento Waffles]

Asmokon, entering into the storage room, would find something odd about it. It wasn't quite storage. Well, sure, there were lots of boxes and crates and shelves in the room. But there were other things too. There were cages within that were filled with monkeys. The monkeys were all strange. Inside of the cages, the monkeys were just sort of... wandering. In circles. They didn't even seem to notice one another. They didn't interact. They didn't even acknowledge one another. Some kind of twisted experiment taking place at Wayne Inc? That would make some sense. He had to have gotten big in the world somehow.

No one came along at any point, though, within the next ten minutes. This would prompt Asmokon through the vents to get to a higher floor. Along the way, he would see a few more storage rooms, all of them with more weird monkeys. Some had apes, too. One or two had a gorilla. There was something mighty twisted going on here at Wayne Inc. But, that wasn't Asmokon's business, unless he wanted to go back and revisit those rooms. Once he got to a high enough floor, he'd find himself in league with the janitor. Same hallway. Deserted except for the janitor. Easy. Asmokon, with whatever means, would find himself successful in leaving the janitor indisposed somewhere as the Quincy assumed the janitor's role.

Now, able to move about the building freely, Asmokon would continue being able to wander around, but he would constantly see something strange no matter what room or floor he went to. Everyone seemed too normal. The more suspicious activity had been those monkeys and apes, but on higher floors, everyone seemed like a normal office. Even if it was meant to be a lowkey operation, away from prying eyes that weren't spiritually aware, this operation just looked too normal. There was a desk worker named Bob who was about to get lunch with a guy named Gerry. There was Pam, the one they all wanted to flirt with.

And so many more random, normal things. Until, at last, Asmokon would find himself somehow guided to the highest room in the place. A room with a huge view of the city and large windows, and a nice wooden desk. A large room. The kind of room that a CEO would occupy. Because, sure enough, it was the CEO's room. And, sure enough, if Asmokon turned around upon feeling a powerful, looming presence behind him, he'd find himself facing down yellow eyes and a twisted, sinister aura. The figure of Kayneth Wayne, who stood before Asmokon, unafraid. No, there was nothing normal about this guy. Nothing at all.

And a crisp smile came to his face.

"...Can I help you?"

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Moving throughout the building was proving to be much more simple then Asmoskon had actually expected. So far from what he could tell he hadn't crossed paths with anyone that was spiritually aware. The janitor that he had run across had been swiftly knocked unconscious. The normal man hadn't been able to react accordingly with Asmoskon even at his natural speed. All it had taken was a swift punch to the stomach for the man to slip into unconsciousness. After that Asmoskon hid his body and utilizing R.O.O.T in order to take on the appearance of the man and travel throughout the building.

After going through everything there was nothing that seemed to be all that out of the ordinary. Asmoskon had without actually realizing it found himself at the room of the CEO. Kayneth Wayne was the CEO and the main reason that Asmoskon was here right now on this assignment. The main thing that he needed was the Blackstone. Now that he was actually in the room Asmoskon searching through everything yet the relic didn't seem to be in the room. Asmoskon even went to the desk of the CEO and with his strength ripped apart the lock searching through it hoping it would be in the logical location yet was let down.

What happened next was a bit of a surprise it seemed that the CEO himself had just entered into the room and found him here. Now that he was able to see Kayneth up close Asmoskon took notice of his yellow eyes and the strangeness of his expression. There was something definitely off about the man and from what Asmoskon's gut was telling him this man was not ordinary. There was nothing normal about him and Asmoskon was getting the feeling that he might actually be in the presence of something stronger then anyone he has ever faced before.

Suddenly the appearance of the janitor shifted and Asmoskon's actual appearance returned his quiver and all now out in the open to see. He starred into the yellow eyes of the man with his own stern gaze of determination and confidence. "Yes, yes you can. You see I'm here to take the Blackstone. So you're left with two choices. One you give me it and i walk out of here without killing you and everyone else in this building. I doubt i have to explain choice two Kayneth so hand over the Stone before the only thing left of you are those eyes." Asmoskon was ready for Kayneth to make a move to do something and when he did he would find an arrow waiting to greet him.

[Kashmir De-Mona]

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{Music, upon Kento's suggestion}

The billowing black reiatsu that could seep out of Kayneth Wayne was just the opposite of God-send, and could better be considered Devil-send, for that infinite ocean of black which emerged forth from him as a tall flood of spiritual energy, and a gravitational pressure which was beyond a mere mortal's measure. The pressure of Kayneth Wayne's presence seemed to collapse the legs of the Quincy Asmokon, and it crushed him to the floor, and his bow dissipated, and he could do nothing but be crushed and feel that there was a level difference in himself and Kayneth Wayne, as well as start to experience a feeling of fear created artificially by the monster man's aura. Voices also spoke inside of his head during the traumatic experience.

The pressure only lasted for a second before it was eased off of, and Kayneth Wayne allowed Asmokon to no longer be crushed by it, so that the Quincy could once again stand. Stand and face the monster within. Don't worry, beautiful people of the ugly world... I'M here... Kayneth Wayne took a brisk, carefree stride to take himself to his chair behind his desk, and here he sat, his body fitted into the black leather which was as corrupt in pigmentation as his horrible, twisted soul. His was the most evil and powerful reiatsu Asmokon would ever have experienced. That candle was your only light, your single beacon of hope. That was why I blew it out. Because I can see in the awful dark, and I wanted to see and hear you scream!

"I've already accomplished what I wanted to with the Blackstone," Kayneth Wayne said with a cool voice and a sinister blight of a smile. "I don't need it anymore, and I wouldn't have minded giving it to you, but your rage is inadequate. You aren't broken enough to use it properly. You don't thirst as you should for revenge." I was born in a poverty-stricken, blighted city, where the best you could hope for in a day was a small bag of rice for food. Then I was captured at the age of nine and made into a child soldier. I saw them slaughter my parents, eat their rice, and put a gun in my hand. And then I was told to kill. How do you think that feels? Just.. how? Voices in Asmokon's head speaking as long as he held proximity to Kayneth Wayne.

"All of you that have tried to steal it from me are so limited in your mindset," Kayneth Wayne explained. "You find that you want to make your rage into reiatsu. But I disagree. I'm a businessman, always seeking a superior model. And I've found it. The real purpose of my Blackstone." His yellow eyes glistened, much like the serpent in the Garden of Eden, who had found the forbidden fruit and knew he had a toy now to play with. There was hissing from behind Asmokon. And very loud banging. If he turned around, the Quincy would observe for the first time in the room that there was another door to another room, and that it shook shockingly. And that it shook shockingly, because something was behind it. Because something was behind it, and wanted to get out.

"I used the Blackstone to create a technique that does the opposite," Kayneth Wayne explained, his face illuminating now, a smile like light in the room, but a light not pure, not good, but dooming, and signifying of bad things to come. "I turn reiatsu into rage." The door exploded open, and there stood Judith, the secretary, though Asmokon wouldn't recognize her, having never known her. Ahhh but all good things to come in this darkness..... Don't worry, beautiful people of the ugly world. I'm going to consume all of you before you can despair. Then you can skip the boring part, and instead turn to the best... The desire for REVENGE. Judith looked somehow different.

Her skin was pale as if she was sick, and she was slightly slouched, with arms out like a feral creature. Her mouth was covered in blood, and she was drooling a bit of blood as well. Then, zoom in on those eyes in that awful dark, and find black eyes with whites appearing somehow infected with some kind of disease. And somehow infected with a sort of rage. It was inhuman to be as angry as she was. It was not for any particular reason at all. It was for no reason, rather, but her mind had been consumed by it and now she was nothing but feral rage. It was the purest kind of hate that looked upon Asmokon. With a scream, she charged at Asmokon, letting from her throat escape a feral hiss like a choking animal.

Judith's:
Strength - 300
Speed - 1000
Spirituals - 0
Instinct - 150
Senses - 150
Energy Sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

[Kimiko Aimi]

OOC: Incoming lol

IC:

The duo quickly found themselves inside the impressive building. Truth be told that it was indeed more impressive than what the Uzaki Corporation was capable of mustering. In all truth from what she was able to witness within its confines answered the so called rumors about the man in question. Each room was neatly decorated to how any business should be in appearances, so nothing mischievous could be found. Didn't say much to her energy sensory as it enveloped her surroundings. For if anything it certainly would pick up on those who were spiritually aware. One of the rumors had been cleared while another two were made to be found out within time. Those involved would be the Darkstone and Wayne himself. If anything he would immediately found her out with her level of strength. All of that changed when she was seated in a large conference room with an odd woman.

Her manner of speaking was nothing short of dull. Her questions were straight to the point as all interviews involving keen business partners were suppose to be. When speaking the Failure utilized her superior energy sensory to dive into the woman, peering at what little source of information she can procure from her. If anything that life had taught her was to be absolutely prepared. No analyzing or strategy was necessary, it was based from her centuries of living as a Failure. Besides, her condition was nothing to scoff at either. Each moment of every day her life rested in the palm of her hands so she could not afford to make blunder mistakes. Even before her manager could speak she desired to represent herself in said talks. "The Agency that I work for is looking to expand its reach by associating with Wayne Inc. As you may have already know, as well as to Mr. Wayne's knowledge I'm more than assured, that Wayne has been receiving some rather horrendous publicity." she answered. She spoke truthfully on a business aspect to what her Agency desired, including to what remarks that a hostile monopoly in business areas can stain a business' name. But based on how Wayne operates, then maybe...

"More than likely Mr. Wayne would see this ruckus as nothing but little Gnats. In which any case would keep many eyes fixated on him and his operations. With this arrangement our Agency can prove to be a "Face" for Wayne Inc to turn attention of those eyes away from Mr. Wayne as he goes about his business." Undoubtedly a corporation as vast as Wayne's surely had their own PR to handle those Gnats but something representing a monster could only be found a monster themselves. The Agency that Kimiko worked for was a separate business that had no relations to Wayne or any of his staff. In other words a neutral party between Wayne and the people. "The details will have to be discussed with Mr. Wayne himself to help this session along. After all Mr. Wayne is a busy man." A sly smile was displayed under the black shades she wore. "I currently have this week to operate within the city as we are here for a photo-shoot before we leave. So time is not a factor for we are able to finish this job within the time limit. But of course, as soon as possible when Mr. Wayne as sufficient time within his busy schedule." Before moving on a third question was expressed but shortly answered with her earlier response.

Their little session was coming to a close, but not before a little side call was made. The Failure took a moment to refill her time limit on the Gigai as it was nearing the hour. A subtle notion of toying with the small green pill in her palm was stirred around for any cameras to glimpse at. Her sly smile widened in tangent with her sensory being pushed to its limit of 420. Both investigating the woman's mind while interacting with the phone as well as any changes within the building. So many minds to read but narrowly focused on the odd fluctuations within spirit patterns and thoughts. Anything that might have stood out. If anything was found about the call or the minds she peered into, surely the Failure would put them to good use. Then, it was her time to question, "This may be rather blunt and naive, given what is heard on the news but I'd rather have facts rather than listen to the rumors, what kind of man is Mr. Wayne? Is there anything in particular that I should refrain from when speaking to Mr. Wayne? And I am interested as to what areas of business does Mr. Wayne particularly take interest in?"

Straight up there would no reason for the woman to answer half of the questions. Some came off as regular questions to prepare a new hire for what is to come, while the others were deemed personal and had proven to receive an answer. So a fifty fifty chance on getting an answer to her last quesiton. But having her respond to them was not the goal, it was her thoughts she was after. Each time a question was presented Kimiko gave a moment for a breathier, to allow the Secretary to respond before asking the next one. In each of those moments the mind takes time to think. While thinking a moment is used to reveal the truth before forging a lie or refusing to answer. Those moments Kimiko used to seek the answers she sought. After everything was said an done she would wait for her confirmation for a meeting as her Agent delivered their contact information which they can be reached. After that the pair would make their exit. But Kimiko would wait for a second at the doorway.

"I do hope that phone call is worth Mr. Wayne's time. I am sure that he will be able to see which candidate possesses worth." she says with a similar face as the secretary.


- 1x pill

[Kento Waffles]

OOC: Gonna catch up Kimiko with current timeline in this post!

IC:

Judith's answer was straight, and to the point. "Mr. Wayne is a cheerful man. You can speak of anything to him, and he is always open to suggestions. He prioritizes laboratory work for biological purposes. Mr. Wayne's most prominent breakthroughs and keenest interests have been in the field of medicine and the curing of disease." That was a good thing to say in public, but anyone who was in the know knew that Kayneth Wayne, based on reputation at least, also likely created bio weapons if that was the case. He probably sold weapons of that sort to dangerous people. That was his business, after all. It made him a whole new kind of player in the spirit anomaly game.

Well, after Judith and Kimiko were done, Kimiko was politely shown out. The time she was scheduled to meet Kayneth Wayne at was set for later that evening, for dinner. A limousine would be sent to her hotel room to pick her up. Obviously it wasn't a date. It was business, and it was prudent to have her picked up so she got to the correct place in one piece. There, supposedly, the infamous Kayneth Wayne would be waiting for her, ready to discuss. Uzaki Enterprises was one of the larger corporations that had spiritual presence, so of course he would be quite interested in hearing what she had to say on behalf of Kazura.

Now, once the town car was prepared and Kimiko was brought to her hotel, something strange happened. She would be in the car, the driving silently taking her back, and as they passed certain things, she might notice certain peculiarities. For one, there were police officers outside of a hospital that the town car passed by. These officers were using their cars as barricades, and notably all had automatic assault weapons. The hospital was burning, but something was clearly in the hospital. But before Kimiko could see what was happening, they went around the corner and out of sight.

Once she was brought to the hotel, however, she might very well have the option of going back and checking it out. If not, she could go back up to her room. One thing that was worthy of mention was that along the way, there had also been a drug den. They had passed by a church which was part of a drug strong neighborhood. Normally it wouldn't even be second thought, but there had been screaming inside of the church. So, that was something she could also investigate. Or, of course, as said, she could go back up to her room and get ready. Her dinner with Kayneth Wayne wasn't all that far off, after all.

But, one more peculiar thing.. When Kimiko arrived at the hotel, she'd notice that there were surprisingly few guests. It was a very nice hotel, in a very nice city, where much business was often performed. So then why was this hotel so empty? It hadn't been empty earlier, either. At a point when she had seen it earlier, there had been far more people. Now, there should still be people. Business. Activity. But there wasn't. There were only a hand full of people, and some of them discussed things with one another in hushed whispers. So, something was going on... And did Kimiko really want to find out?