Lore of the Wild, Part Two: Eden-Bound

[Aramis Tezuka]

(ooc: Apologies for the poor post quality. I didn't expect to get called in to work tonight so I kind of had to rush this one out)

Aramis patiently allowed Tsukuyomi to get out his own thoughts on the matter, noting the concurrence with Senshi's opinions. Good then. No disagreements, and it would leave Aramis free to use his own aptitude at Energy Sensory to study the reiatsus of this new world. Skoll, meanwhile was proving belligerent and Aramis gave a heavy sigh. "D. Most fitting in appearance. Disappointing, but inevitable. So be it then." He mused. Aramis briefly considered intoning his theory as to what Skoll was. A slip of the tongue was easy enough to work into casual speech. A little 'Whatever you say Nakab-- Skoll.' But they were surrounded by Squad 12 officers. Senshi and Tsukuyomi might have no idea what Aramis meant (well, Tsukuyomi did, but he was being much more careful in hiding his true nature than Skoll, leaving Aramis fortunately unaware for the time being), but it was doubtful that Skoll would miss it. But no. That wouldn't be necessary.

Not yet at least. They were surrounded by Squad 12, and Aramis had placed a great emphasis on the inquisitive nature in his division. A slip of the tongue in such company could get certain individuals looking. And it was too soon for that. Aramis didn't want to have to deal with that headache just yet. Not until his own research had progressed further.

Senshi's assessment of her own abilities was consistent with Aramis's own evaluation. "Proceed." He answered, neither complimenting nor criticizing Senshi's exposition of her aptitudes. Then began to head towards the Beastman camp. "Captain Aramis Tezuka of Squad 12." He answered when pressed for his identity. "Vice Captains Tsukuyomi Kawada and..... Skoll." He intoned, noting the other two individuals. "We're here as the Shinigami escort. Now that we've dealt with the formalities, perhaps we can proceed? Or are there other bureaucracies we need to attend to?" Aramis stated in an expedient and somewhat even bored tone, not even allowing the other two to introduce themselves. Mentally, however, he was criticizing the Beastman security. Merely stating our names... How easy would it be for an assassin to let slip a different name. My own spiritual abilities are diminished for my rank. I could very well have declared myself a fourth seat and seemed believable if not for this haori. Miss Odayakama's reiatsu is Captain class. Is there a means they intend to use for verification? He briefly wondered.

[Zeich Yajuu]

Skoll had been let through the gate without even being confronted, it seemed; whether the leader they were to escort was trusting of other Beast-Clansman or whether this particular wolf had earned some sort of respect, the Nakabakki was let through with no difficulty. Senshi, on the other hand, found herself stopped immediately as the rest of the party arrived. Despite giving her details as requested—as did Aramis, speaking for himself and Tsukuyomi—the guards did not immediately let them through. The two of them stood firm, preventing any entry, as they stared down imposingly at the three Shinigami gathered before them.

Aramis would be the only one to sense the flow of spiritual energy coming off of the two, and as a result, only he could possibly determine the significance of this stare-down. Both the Captain and Tsukuyomi would note the twitching of the leonine noses; an identification by scent, perhaps? Senshi’s own senses wouldn’t catch such a small movement, but perhaps the other two would find this particular means of detection interesting. Yet if it were simple scent, what did the use of Reiatsu indicate? Something to further accentuate their senses, or perhaps another form of identifying them based on a hidden criteria? Either way, to Aramis in particular, it seemed that security was a bit more complex than one would normally expect from a more primitive race like the Beast-Clansmen.

Finally, one of the guards stepped to the side. “You.” He said, motioning to Senshi. “You may go in and speak with Pack-Leader Skofnung. Be welcome in our camp.” If the other two tried to pass, however, both guards would move to stop them. “You two are not yet permitted to enter. You have yet to truly identify yourselves. You both have a scent and a feeling of unusual spirit that are different from a Shinigami’s, no matter how well you mask them.” The latter remark seemed directed towards Aramis as the guard’s gaze shifted briefly. “Speak truly, and identify yourselves once more as who you truly are.”

Interesting; had the guards somehow inferred that the two Shinigami that they were detaining were Nakabakki? If so, why had they not halted Skoll, despite his similar spiritual makeup? It was clear that something was up. Would Aramis and Tsukuyomi admit their hellish natures here, or would they make up another excuse at the risk of being caught in their lies?

(OOC: Short round, apologies. Senshi may remain at the gate, or she may proceed into the camp to talk with Skoll or Skofnung.

Side note: Tsukuyomi is now at 1/3 strikes without notice for inactivity.)

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

She was told she was allowed to see the Beast Clan leader, and so as she planned on going ahead, she stopped when she found that neither of her other two party members would be allowed to proceed from this point. “Nani?” Upon the explanation being given, that their spiritual pressures were different, she turned to the captain of the 12th division and her fellow Vice Captain. “Taicho, what would you like for me to do?” The answer here was going to decide a lot of things. It didn’t feel comfortable heading into uncharted territory alone, but she knew that the leader was likely expecting them. Perhaps it would be wiser to head in as a group. However, she was looking to this party leader for advice specifically. Though, if he had her here, she might learn of his dark secret. It might be best for her to move on ahead with more questions than to tell a Shinigami officer what exactly he was. It would cause lots of problems later down the line.

The redhead very much respected authority, and if he was going to tell her to go, then she’d go on ahead as instructed, ignoring that wolf from before, the one with red markings and chains along his body. Her business wasn’t with him. It was with the pack leader himself. As only fitting before presenting before an individual with high authority, she bowed, getting onto one knee and introducing herself, getting low before slowly standing up upon his call. “Konichiwa great clan leader Skofnung. I am Fukutaicho Odayakama Senshi of the representative 13 court guard squads of the Seireitei and I am to be one of your escorts. When you can make time, if I may discuss with you matters of economic and diplomatic improvement, it would be greatly appreciated.” That was all there was to say for now.

Now on her two feet again, she paid mind to stay mindful and respectful. His guard was likely highly defensive of their leader as would be expected from any loyal bodyguards. “The current captain of this operation and one of my comrades has been delayed by your guards. I request that you please let them through as I can vouch for them that they are no threat to you and or your guard. I swear it on my honor.” Hopefully, Skofnung would allow it and allow the men to pass without spilling their information so that they may proceed with the operation as planned. They were already somewhat late for their meeting she was sure, and that time was of the essence. Hopefully her word was good enough as was her honor in this case. Also...she hoped that he’d consider increasing trade as before.

With the missing beast clan tribes, chances were, the wilderness of Seireitei would be free to expand territory in and the Shinigami would have to output more guards. However, that also meant that resources once taken by the Beast Clan would be acquisitioned to the plus that formally traded with the beast clan that they had no way of accessing. Though, that didn't mean trade had to stop most definitely. Trade could continue and in fact increase as surely Soul Society has goods that the Beast Clans would still want and can't access now in this new world and vice versa. Increasing trade outputs should prove most lucrative for both worlds. With these requests, she would remain silent, looking to the floor and humbly awaiting an approval. Getting the man angered would prove to fatally destroy all chances of diplomacy and her personal mission would fail. She of course didn't want that and hoped the other two understood that her goal was the same as theirs but with more added onto it.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

As he moved throughout the new dimension of Eden the small distance between the two camps that were currently by the portal to Soul Society the young Kawada gazed down at the grass that he walked upon. There was virtually no difference between this grass and the grass that he could find in the wilderness of Soul Society. It was actually rather strange as he thought about how similar the grass, air and sky all seemed to be from what he experienced in Soul Society and even the human world. If this was a new never explored dimension than why was everything so similar?

He didn't dwell on it for very long though as he had to keep his attention focused on protecting everyone around him to the best of his abilities as he knew from his former Captain's training and teachings that Beasts were more than formidable in physical combat and that by comparison she had told him that he was actually very slow. He continued to walk to the beast camp from the shinigami camp along with the others yet as they got close to the beast camp Tsukuyomi could see the aggressive prideful lions starring them all down.

While Tsukuyomi wasn't an entity that would allow others to walk over him unless he didn't have any other choice at the moment he decided to stay quiet and allow the others to handle the forefront of all of the assignments details while he readied himself for combat as best he could. The guards didn't just stare down at all of them, but they asked for information from each of them before they would allow them in to meet with their leader. While it made sense it wasn't any less irritating as the shinigami were sent here to help protect their leader which they all should already know was agreed upon by both sides.

Senshi was the first to answer them telling both guards basically everything that revolved around this assignment. He was going to wait for Aramis to introduce himself and give the information to the guards, but it seemed that Aramis wasn't going to stand and wait for very long. Tsukuyomi wasn't opposed to Aramis giving the guards his name all he wanted was to continue on-wards with this assignment and get to this newly discovered location that they were all planning on reaching.

The noses of the lions were twitching as they both starred at Aramis and himself and while Tsukuyomi spotted this he wasn't sure what exactly they were doing aside from investigating their scent. When they finished sniffing them both Tsukuyomi was actually rather shocked at the words that the guards spoke as they refused to allow both of them access to see the leader of this pack. "You want an explanation as to why we smell different than the typical Shinigami. He's the Captain of the Science Division he's most likely experimented on himself in the past. As for me I had an encounter with an Arrancar a short time ago."

Tsukuyomi lifted his pant legs to reveal his legs to both lions. His skin that looked smooth and pale white on his face was warped and scarred from burn markings. It looked as if his legs had been set on fire and these were the reminiscent of those injuries. "Perhaps some of the reiatsu of that Arrancar is what's messing with my own. Now if you don't allow us through to meet with Skofnung then you're going to be out two of the shinigami that were assigned to aid in this escort. I don't believe anyone wants to continue standing here and wasting time when there is something potentially ground breaking right on the horizon."

[Zeich Yajuu]

Senshi, upon arriving, would be put face-to-face with Skofnung almost immediately. The leonine leader was as physically imposing as his guards, well-muscled and a head taller than most humans, but there was something about him that would make the Shinigami feel more at ease. Maybe it was the youthful look in his eyes, a look of hope and optimism to contrast the tired, grim expressions she no doubt was used to. Maybe it was Skofnung’s relaxed posture, seated on the grass and leaning his weight back on his arms; he looked less like a regal leader and more like a casual passerby. Whatever it was, it wasn’t anything like the tension of being in the presence of a superior; it was more like being among peers.

Skofnung’s appearance was youthful despite reports stating him to be in his early thirties, with a thick black mane that hung about his shoulders and down his chest. The ends of it were braided every few inches, bound with golden rings that complimented his yellow-brown fur. Piercing golden eyes seemed to glow slightly in the sunlight, fixated on the Shinigami before Skofnung. He was dressed simply, wearing a leather kilt that settled around his knees loosely, and bearing a few bone necklaces that hung across his exposed chest. No jewelry was visible on his arms, though serpentine tattoos entwined themselves from wrist to shoulder on each limb. Maybe his casual attire was part of why it was so easy to relax around him?

“Welcome, Shinigami. Please, be seated. I’m afraid we lack proper seating, but the grass is comfortable enough here.” Skofnung’s voice was soft, almost pleasant despite the lightly growling tone beneath it. Gesturing to the grass on the opposite side of the empty firepit that he sat before, the leader gave a slight tilt of his head. “My, aren’t you hot in that outfit? I suppose it’s not so bad here, but you’re going to be in for a rough time as we get closer to the city. It’s quite humid there, and it’s bad enough for those of us in fur; I can’t imagine those of you draped in heavy robes. You may want to consider a change of wardrobe before we depart!” Letting out a hearty chuckle, Skofnung sat back while Senshi gave her own greeting.

“I’m not familiar with some of your words, so I apologize in advance if I offend you by mistakenly assuming their intent.” Skofnung gave a slight bow of his head. “Judging by your Vice-Captain’s badge, I’m assuming ‘Fukutaicho’ is another word for Vice Captain, like how some use the term ‘Lieutenant’? And perhaps this ‘Konichiwa’ is just a greeting?” Tugging lightly at his beard, Skofnung smiled with light amusement. “Such formality in your greeting, however. For one thing, you may simply call me Skofnung; I am not your leader. While I appreciate the respect given to the leader of another tribe, there’s no need to be so stiff about it. I am a living being as much as any of you are, and so until I have proven myself to be superior in your eyes, I would ask that you treat me as an equal.” Such humility; was it feigned, or genuine? Either way, Skofnung’s response would probably be a bit startling for Senshi.

“Worry not about trade discussions between our peoples, Senshi. Such negotiations are already in place between multiple parties, and we are already looking into ways to benefit both our peoples. Your scientists alone have been essential in helping us settle ourselves into this new land, easing our struggles of survival by helping us find areas rich with water and resources for us to survive on. There is no need to further negotiate here, where we have other issues to discuss.”

Once the issues for Tsukuyomi and Aramis came up, however, Skofnung finally expressed negativity in the form of a small frown. “I apologize, Senshi, but I cannot override my companions on this. Aron and Garath are two people I have utmost trust in, and if they will not allow entry, then I will back their words. Besides, I can already see what the problem is. Those two out there—have you heard of demons? I forget the term that your people use for them, but they are creatures from Hell. These demons occasionally create spawn with beings of another race, resulting in halfway-hybrids. For example, that pup over there.” With that, Skofnung gestured at Skoll, who was sitting as far away from everyone else as he could, apparently reading a small book that he had brought with him. “He is a half-demon. We do not judge him for his nature, as he did not choose it; so long as he acts in accordance to our laws and ways, he will be left be. Naturally some bias will exist among all beings towards him; he is ‘unnatural,’ after all, yet as a whole, we bear him no animosity.”

“Aside from demons and half-demons, we have encountered masked creatures in both monstrous and human forms that have given us grief, slain many of our people. Sometimes it is to feed, but unnaturally, and other times it is simply to kill for the pleasure of doing so. These things are threatening to us. I can surmise that your companions have traces of one or more of these types of creatures upon them, in a way that makes my companions suspect them. To win their way past, your allies must prove themselves to Aron and Garath.”

Settling back, Skofnung shook his head. “For now, let us watch and wait, Senshi. While we do, why don’t you tell me about yourself? Why did you choose to undertake this mission?”

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The two guards listened to Tsukuyomi’s explanation, looking thoughtful, but ultimately the first one to speak shook his head. “I’m sorry, but that’s just not possible, at least not for you. That scent on you is that of a demon, not one of the masked creatures. Were it so simple as ‘you were doused in the energy of another creature,’ then we would not have needed to stop you. But this scent is intermingled with your own, no matter how much you wish to hide it. And because you wish to try and deceive us, we cannot believe your words regarding the Captain, either. For the safety of our leader, we cannot allow deceptive individuals inside.”

The other guard spoke up this time. He and the first were very similar, but this one’s mane was a lighter brown rather than the black his companion bore, and he had a large scar across his muzzle. Throughout the exchange he had remained quiet, but now he stood forward. “You two do not understand our culture, I suppose. Beast-Clansmen are often blunt and direct as opposed to deceptive. We prefer honesty and see it as a sign of respect, while lies and deception are treated as an insult to those who would demean us by stating that we do not deserve the truth. Maybe among your kind, such things are necessary, but here, we expect you to be open and honest.”

“You two have a scent about you that is partially demon. We are not unaware of such things among the races, and indeed, your lupine companion is one such half-demon. Unlike among your people, such a thing is not taboo to us; we accept that there are those who are not in control of their birth. Thus, your refusal to admit what is clearly evident in the scent of your spirits is a lie, which in turn is an insult to us who would be openly accepting, and more than happy to keep your secret. You can, in turn, see how this is insulting to not only us, but our leader, who invited your group along to what might be a great discovery for our race. We could have brought a larger delegation of our own people, but we wanted to extend a courtesy towards our new allies. Do you understand, now?”

The first guard stepped forward again. “Garath speaks truly. We do not wish to antagonize, but you have done us a dishonor by treating us in this manner. Were we not inclined towards maintaining friendly relations, we would not be having this conversation after the first lie. Instead—” Suddenly, Tsukuyomi would find a curved blade pressed to his throat, the crescent edge carved from bone. The one who held it was not one of the two guards, however. Instead, a third figure that neither Tsukuyomi nor Aramis had detected—no doubt a stealthy individual, since neither had heard an approach despite their sharp senses—stood behind them. “—we would have simply killed you for the risk that you presented towards our leader.” The first guard finished, before giving a nod to the new arrival. “Vana, you may stand down.” The blade was removed from Tsukuyomi’s throat in a swift, fluid motion, giving the two a chance to see their would-be attacker.

A black-furred panther to contrast the two golden lions stood there, much more lithe than the other two and about the same height as an average human. She wore nearly nothing, merely a black leather halter about her upper half and a short leather kilt in the same color that reached only halfway down her thighs. Three more blades of bone were were attached to the belt that held the kilt up, and a leather band on each arm contained a shorter bone dagger. Vana simply gave a nod towards the guard that had dismissed her, and strode past them into the camp; it seemed that she too was welcome among them.

“Now, we will ask you once again. You are more than you seem, are you not? We will not require you to reveal that which you despise, nor will we tell anyone else, but we expect your open honesty on this matter. Once it is resolved, you may enter.”

((OOC: As stated before, Aramis now has one strike for lack of response without an indication of inability.)

[Aramis Tezuka]

(ooc: Ugh, and I was right about to get a post out earlier today before passing out from exhaustion :/)

Senshi was permitted in. Aramis and Tsukuyomi were not. Why might that be? He pondered a moment, glancing at Tsukuyomi. He'd noticed the fluctuations in Tsukuyomi's reiatsu earlier. Could they have detected it to? And if so... Did that mean Tsukuyomi might be a Hellspawn as well? Curious, curious... So Skoll wasn't the only one? Were Aramis the type to laugh boisterously this would have been the moment he did so, at the irony of the situation. That of the four Shinigami that were going to make the most significant headway into Eden, three of them might not be Shinigami at all. Of course. Aramis wasn't the type for laughing like that, and instead, his mind began racing with possibilities. Calculating the problems, and creating scenarios. He was almost so focused on this that he nearly missed Senshi's query. "Hm? Ah. It is the nature for scouts to procede ahead of the main force." Aramis answered.

Tsukuyomi had procured a basic lie regarding his nature. Aramis was already aware it wouldn't fly, as even he could see through it. The Beast Clan certainly would as well. His statement regarding experimentation, however, was more valid than Tsukuyomi realized. "I see." He stated as they determined his and Tsukuyomi's demonic natures. "Very well." He stated. "You Beast Clan possess keen senses to detect the fluctuations in my reiatsu. But it is not a matter of deception in my case, at least." He regarded Tsukuyomi a long moment. "The nature of my particular condition and spiritual makeup is a matter of classified information, made as such by the former Captain of Squad 12, my father, Bokuga Sayuri." He stated, calmly and evenly. "Regrettably, Tsukuyomi Kawada is not privvy to these secrets and classified information, as they involve highly secretive and controversial practices by the former Captain. The nature of these experiments include theories, practices and knowledge not commonly available to standard Shinigami, even a Vice Captain. Were he to be another Captain of the Gotei 13, or the Captain Commander, it would be of little concern, and he would be within his rights to understand the circumstances. As it stands, he is not."

Several other Beast Clan had approached with such stealth that Aramis hadn't even detected them. He frowned. F. A clear failing grade. I must be more vigilant. The careless rabbit is caught by the wolf. He thought, allowing his mind to expand, and using his Energy Sensory to take in his surroundings more clearly. Maintaining constant vigil now. It might tax his focus in the future, but Aramis would cross that bridge when he came to it. They put the knife to Tsukuyomi's throat, and Aramis's fingers on his left hand twitched a moment, before he willed them to be still. Not reaching for his sword, but as if preparing to defend himself with the arm itself. Fortunately, nothing came of it and the tension ceased. "Indeed, most impressive. But I doubt the murder of a Captain and a Vice Captain would have ended well for your clan either. As I have no imminent desire to die at this time, your "mercy" is quite mutually beneficial." He stated dryly in such a tone that it was impossible to tell if he was joking or not. Aramis was.... was not good with jokes, anyways.

Aramis turned to the Beast Clan. "Out of respect for the honor of the Beast Clan, I will divulge further the nature of these experiments as well as my own, but I would request a private location, so that I do not betray the trust placed in me by Captain Sayuri." He stated. Aramis had a great deal of respect for the former Captain of Squad 12-- indeed it was the reason he had pursued the position in the first place, seeing the Captain that had relieved Sayuri of his duties had been a failure of a Captain. Even being two Captains removed from Sayuri, Aramis still clearly had tremendous respect for him. "I would hope that these terms may be acceptable to you. I'm afraid I cannot divulge further whilst associated parties of the Seireitei are present, who do not have clearance to that information, and will trust in the Beast Clan's honor that it will not extend past your ears." He calmly stated, using one hand to adjust his glasses.

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

She was given permission to proceed, and so proceed she did, to where immediately she was before a man that was taller her and physically as impressive as his beast qualities. However, he did not seem so intimidating as his guards and in fact he welcomed her for a seat. Perhaps...she was thinking a little bit too complex for a meeting with a Beast Clan leader. Cautiously, she moved in, then sat down at Skofnung’s opposite side of the empty firepit along a fallen log that seemed entangled with bright moss. Looking a bit nervous about this whole situation, he asked her if she was hot. Well...thankfully they were in a more shaded region of the wilderness, but she imagined that out in the sun of this world? Probably she would be burning. These black robes of hers were good for nothing but symbolism of her position. “I-I see. I suppose I should lose my shihakusho.”

Undoing the sash tied to her waist, she slid the black robes off at one side, depositing the robe off on the side of the log. Under this was a white haori which looked far lighter than her discarded robes. That hearty laugh though was a surprise indeed, her blue eyes looking to him for just a moment before avoiding eye contact. She was on the slimmer side, but without those big robes, it was much easier to tell she was missing a good portion of her arm on the left side, cut off at the elbow. However, the rest was covered in a red sort of arm brace, so that people wouldn’t have to stare at the disgusting stump that was left behind from one of her most recent battles. As she took off her badge from the heavier set of robes to attach it to her under clothing, she listened to the beast clan member intently. “Yes. That’s correct Skofnung.” Attaching that badge to what remain of the half that remained, she immediately respected his request of being called by his name, not some formal title.

He wanted to earn that respect and she could understand. She was surprised most definitely, but she understood that some people were more humble, kind, and generous despite being in a position of power and wealth. Himitsu Kasumi’Oji was one of those people, though she couldn’t say that all people were like this. If he wanted to be treated like an equal, she most absolutely would do so without complaint. However, it was time to move on to the next matter of business, the most important kind; financial business. Speaking her claim, she was relieved to find out that they weren’t going to be cutting off any form of trade just because a brand new world of resources and potential was discovered. There was no need for further negotiation or talk of trading now, not when they had the matter of the escort and possible further information about travel negotiations. “Of course Skofnung. Thank you for hearing me.” Returning a shy smile to the man, she looked him sternly in the eye this time, as she should.

There was then the matter of her comrades, and her eyes widened a notch when she heard that they would not be allowed in until they told the truth. Rather, she was so shocked at the reason why. They were accused of being half demonic spawn, and as she thought about it, she realized he was referring to the half breed Nakabakki if she recalled. She didn’t know much about them considering the fact that demons and or their offspring were rarities in existence, rarer than even the fullbringers. However, that brought up questions. They were both demonspawn? Turning her eyes to both of them, she looked back to Skofnung as he continued his explanation, about how one of his own escorts would be demon spawn, and finally...her purpose for being here. Why did she choose to come here? She thought about that answer for a moment, her eyes darting to the left as she tried to think of the various reasons, but ultimately she came up with two.

“As a shinigami Vice Captain, I am responsible for all the current financial decisions over Squad 8 for my own captain isn’t...quite so pleased by the presence of paperwork and formal greetings. I’d say in all honesty he’s more interested in his own entertainment than the world around him or his job. Thus, when one comes to a world that’s entirely new, exploring potential for greater wealth for both worlds was my priority. However, the second reason was because most recently, I have lost my arm and have just returned to duty. As a result, I am trying to see if my skill is still...subpar after my rehabilitation. I need to make sure that I’m still worth anything.” It was like having a broken toy. She was something that was broken, but like a toy, it could be salvaged or repurposed, or perhaps played with in a different manner. That was why she was here. “Finally...to defend you from any dangers as the mission detailed. My sense of duty and honor is what I value above all else.” Looking to the clan head, she blinked, then waited to see his expression in return to what she said.

Looking to Tsukuyomi and Aramis once again, she spoke clearly. “It’s so nice to know that there is no hate or bias to those that can’t help it. Unfortunately, I can’t say the Shinigami are the same. Upon discovering that either Aramis Taicho and or Tsukuyomi Fukutaicho have demonic heritage, they would be executed most likely, or at the very least stripped of their rank and duty. So...I’d respect you greatly if you told no one of either. The Soul Society is in dire times and to lose a captain, especially of such an important division...and then a Vice Captain of a combat force squad? It would be a great loss as after the casualties we’ve endured, it would be difficult to replace either, especially the two that have quite some experience.” Closing her eyes, she hugged her blade closer to herself, her breaths were deep as she was stressed. Though...upon the sudden assassin seeming figure that appeared, Senshi opened her eyes in surprise. It seemed there were more guards than Senshi had seen before. Wise to have guards in the shadows, as the ones in the shadows are the ones that strike deepest. “Are there many other guards coming with us Skofnung? Just curious.”

Upon waiting his answer, she wanted to address his earlier statement about more matters to talk about. "Final question I have, I promise. What is this civilization exactly? What kind of dangers might be lying ahead of us? Do you know?" She had the feeling that there would be no large need for such a force of a captain, two vice captains, and a party of a Beast Clan's own large group of guards unless there was some sort of threat. If it were for simple peace negotiations or contact, a simple scout could have been sent in advance and information could be sent back and forth that way. However, she assumed that there was some sort of complication or issue that the beast clan could not solve by themselves? Surely they could meet in a neutral location and talk things out if it were between two leaders. It was a little suspicious, or at the very least curious. That was exactly why the redheaded reaper wanted to know.

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[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Standing in the position that he was Tsukuyomi could see that the physical aspects of the guards were more than likely easily above his own. His former Captain had warned him not to take them lightly and because of that and what he could see right in front of him he couldn't afford too. He was confident though that he could still manage to get away from here long enough to get back through the portal and into Soul Society. While he had been sent her to guard the leader of this pack the young half demon now didn't know what to do.

He had been a shinigami the last few years and yet with everything else that he had gone through throughout all of it the one thing that had stayed the same was that Tsukuyomi couldn't let anyone know about his other half. If it was found out that he was a Nakkabakki than Tsukuyomi would be left with one of two options. He'd either have to leave Soul Society for the human world and say goodbye to both of his zanpakuto or else he'd be captured and executed in Soul Society for simply being different.

Now these guards just by simply smelling him can tell that he's a Nakkabakki and reveal it to a Captain standing next to him along with Senshi a Vice Captain sitting inside. Speaking in such a self-righteous manner Tsukuyomi normally the calm and collected young Shinigami felt the urge to simply slash both their throats for not only revealing his darkest most protected secret, but for trying to make him feel bad for not telling them about it.

He did gain some information from the guards as well though knowing that Aramis the Captain standing next to him was just like him something that he couldn't have even imagined to be true until a moment ago. Perhaps because they were the same Aramis would keep this all a secret when they got back to Soul Society. Tsukuyomi was going to admit his defeat and accept what he was so that he may enter and get this assignment truly started. Whether or not they succeeded now and found this new city and everything went fine Tsukuyomi would always be more on guard.

However, wishing to show their strength even more suddenly there was a knife pressed to his throat and while Tsukuyomi on instinct had his hand placed on Mikoto as well knew that drew or releasing her would lead to his death. As she walked away Tsukuyomi could see the bone formed weaponry of the black panther that walked inside by the guards. "Overconfident scum." Tsukuyomi thought about the guards who continued to look at him and Aramis. "Fine. I'm a half demon. Now if you're done showing everyone how strong you are we may begin guarding you all." Tsukuyomi starred into the eyes of the first guard making it clear that while they felt the both of them had just insulted them they had done nothing different and relations between both groups was now weaker than ever.

[Zeich Yajuu]

The two guards looked at one another, as if gauging the responses. One finally admitted—and rather openly, at least to Aramis—that he was a Nakabakki, a half-demon. The other gave a half-committal answer, one that promised a similar confession in a more secluded location. Aramis would barely catch small hints of movement, twitches of the ears, slight shifts in posture, but they could easily be mistaken for idle motioning. However, after a few moments of silence from the two, the two lions both nodded at one another. Somehow in that silent gaze the two of them had held their own private conversation; perhaps it was a trick of body language that they had developed? Either way, it was almost unsettling to see how in sync the two were.

“You may enter.” Garath said, stepping aside. His companion did the same, allowing both of them to pass, though their gazes lingered on Tsukuyomi as he stormed past them. An expression of mixed pity and amusement crossed Garath’s face, but he shrugged and spoke quietly once Tsukuyomi was past, but while Aramis was still in earshot. “Well, Aron, I’m surprised they let temperamental cubs like that into positions of leadership. You’d think they’d teach them a bit of humility, first...” It was obvious that the two took no effort to keep their words hidden from the Captain, perhaps as a gentle nudge to restrain his companion, but regardless of how they were taken, neither of them would stop the Shinigami from approaching the camp, though they followed but a few steps behind.

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“Indeed, Senshi. I am aware that such a secret may be harmful to reveal to those of your race. I am not inclined to create trouble, and I certainly do not plan to talk about this beyond our group. It is simply a matter of respect.” Skofnung was happy to agree with Senshi’s request to keep his knowledge to himself. If anything, he treated it almost as if the young woman had spoken common sense. Friendly as ever, he seemed ill-inclined to risk insult or trouble through his actions; it seemed he could be trusted to keep his mouth shut in regards to the unique conditions possessed by the other two Shinigami.

At that point, the panther Vana joined them, striding straight up to Skofnung and kneeling down before him. The Beast-Clansman leader leaned forward and embraced the feline before gently kissing her on the forehead; it didn’t feel intimate so much as it felt like a sign of recognition and respect, and soon the female moved to sit a short distance behind her leonine superior. Looking back at Senshi, Skofnung smiled, albeit with a slightly abashed expression. “My apologies if that came off as strange; Vana is a very good friend of mine, one I’ve known since I was a cub, many years ago. She, Aron, Garath, and I are all friends from our youth. Vana here was quite the tomboy even among our kind, and fit in quite well among us.”

Vana twitched her ears at the last comment, and Skofnung, looking over his shoulder, chuckled slightly. “Well you were. You always wanted to go hunting with the males instead of nurturing those ‘motherly instincts.’” Vana’s fur bristled, and Skofnung laughed again. Senshi would probably feel left out of the “conversation” somehow, even though she was being addressed and Vana hadn’t said a word; it was weird to be among friends who were as close as the two of them were, almost like being a stranger.

“Ah, and here comes the rest of the group. To answer one question, this is all of us.” Tsukuyomi, Aramis, Garath, and Aron arrived momentarily, and were invited to sit among the others. Aron and Garath took their places at Skofnung’s sides, while Aramis and Tsukuyomi were free to sit or stand where they chose. Skoll remained at a distance, though he put away his book and perked up his ears to listen despite choosing not to directly associate himself. Once everyone was in their chosen position, Skofnung would clear his throat and speak up.

“Welcome, Captain Tezuka, Vice-Captains Kawada and Odayakama. Welcome, Clansman Skoll.” Having been primed on titles by a quick whisper in his ear from Aron, Skofnung nodded to each in turn, respectfully acknowledging them by name. “To formally introduce myself, I am Pack-Leader Skofnung, the current leader of the Scylding Clan of leonine Beast-Clansmen. To my right is Aron, my pack-brother and second-in-command, while to my left is his blood-brother Garath, a warrior of many battles. Behind is Vana, who is my shadow. These three and myself are the envoy representatives of the Scylding Clan, just as Skoll is the representative of the Soul Society Beast-Clansmen of the Volsung Clan, and you three are the representatives of the Shinigami.”

Letting out a long sigh, as though he had gotten a burden off of his chest, Skofnung gave his usual disarming smile, a bright expression that seemed to contrast the quiet, formal mood. “And now that the formalities are out of the way, I would ask that all of you feel free to refer to me simply by my name, without title or similar nonsense. Until proven otherwise, I am your equal regardless of my status as leader of this expedition. I will not give orders with the expectation that you follow them unequivocally; you are your own people, and as such, should feel free to act in the manner you see fit even should it go against my commands. I trust you to handle yourselves in the necessary manner required in the situations ahead.”

“Now, before you arrived, Senshi had asked me an important question, one that I feel is best answered now that we are all gathered: ‘What is this civilization, exactly?’ For that, I will give you what knowledge we have gleaned thus far.” Taking a stick whose end had been burnt into charcoal and a long roll of paper, Skofnung began tracing lines across it. Soon, an octagonal shape took form, though two lines crossed perpendicular to each of the diagonal faces. A large circle was drawn in the center of the octagon, and then the line was thickened again. Once he had finished his drawing, Skofnung turned it around so that the Shinigami might see it better, pointing out details as he mentioned them.

“About two weeks ago, our scouts discovered this city in the middle of a large plains. It is a good distance away from here, at least a day’s worth of travel through jungle, and the region seems to be very warm and wet. Once you reach the edge of the jungle, however, you can’t help but see this city. It has outer walls with multiple gates—” Skofnung indicated the four sets of twin lines, noting them as doors, “—And in the center of the city, most easily noticed, is an enormous tower rising up as high as anything we’ve ever seen, even in the human world. A large, tube-like shape that our scout said ‘made her think of a snake’ coils around it, starting from the base and going as high as she could see.”

At this point, Skofnung took the paper again, and drew two small stick figures near one of the gates, keeping the drawing simple for explanation purposes. He then gave the figures pointed ears and a bushy tail, indicating that they were of the Beast-Clansman race. “When our scout went to investigate one of the gates, she discovered that it was guarded by two wolf Clansmen, both wearing scaled armor that covered their bodies. They were both disarmed, but do not let that fool you—no Beast-Clansman is ever truly disarmed. Except maybe that one, but he’s a special case.” Skofnung’s head tilted towards Skoll for a moment and he smiled, though all he got was a scowl back from Skoll.

“We have not yet made an approach to begin negotiations, because a single scout can be taken as a sign of inferiority against a greater force, and depending on how predatory this pack is, they may have simply torn her apart on revealing herself. That is why we approach in a small group, strong enough to claim our place without feeling like a threat to those within it. We are going in with the intent to negotiate and perhaps form an alliance with those of our tribe who live within the city; perhaps they are a third group of our people, split apart like those from Soul Society and the World of the Living were. If so, maybe they know more about our ancestral home; we have so much that can possibly be gained!”

“And that is the mission, my friends. As it is still early in the afternoon, we will depart shortly and make what progress we can today so that we may arrive tomorrow, but in the meantime, do any of you have any questions I may try and answer?”

((Sorry about this one being late! The deadline is still next Wednesday for the next GM post, but any posts that come on Thursday instead will not be penalized to match my own tardiness. Friday or later will.))

[Aramis Tezuka]

Aramis saw a long moment of deliberation on the part of the guards. He waited patiently. Aramis had a number of vices, but impatience certainly wasn't one of them. Aramis could detect the vestiges of turmoil in Tsukuyomi as well, but thought nothing of it. For now. He'd be the first in line to cut down the Vice Captain if something went awry during the mission. Aramis knew as well, if not better than anyone else, how dangerous an out of control Nakabakki could be. The young Captain scrutinized Tsukuyomi with a long, cold, detached gaze as they walked in to join Senshi, the Captain saying no further words on the matter of their hold-up. That could wait until later. A long time later if need be. "Apologies for the delay." Aramis said calmly as he entered the presence of Skofnung. He stood respectfully, hands at his sides, away from the hilt of his rapier Zanpakuto. Upon receiving the invitation to sit, he did so, kneeling just as respectfully in the traditional Japanese seiza, hands folded across his lap. "And the interruption." Aramis added after what was probably far too long a pause between his initial apology, as though he had only just thought of it.

The Nakabakki's eyes studied the Beast Clan closely. Humans could be easy to read sometimes, but Aramis was unfamiliar with the nuances of Beast Clan facial signatures, especially ones removed from Soul Society. The quirks and fidgets of body language could well mean an entirely different thing for Beast Clan. He would have to be wary not to presume anything of them, despite their leader's apparent amiability. A gentle smile could hide sharp fangs. ......B. An oddly appropriate metaphor given the circumstances, albeit perhaps a bit too much on the nose Aramis briefly thought, while he listened to the report. He had described the location well, but Aramis (surprise, surprise), was not entirely satisfied. When Skofnung offered the chance to ask questions, Aramis readily replied.

"Indeed. The surroundings of this city, what are they like? There was mention of crossing a jungle to reach it, and that it is in the middle of the plains. Are there any natural defenses to this city? Any means of cover on the approach that were noticed?" He began. Then continued his line of thought. "As for the guards.... Were any traits of them recognizable or comparable to the tribes you are aware of? Any stylings, or markings perhaps that have similarities to other groups of the Beast Clan that you know?" He asked. These were the primary questions of priority in Aramis's mind. And then, finally, and perhaps most pertinently. "Have your scouts uncovered any potential threats in this world, besides the potential danger of the denizens of this city?"

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

Odayakama Senshi supposed she should be relieved that no conflict had broken out, but it certainly would have taken a rough turn if things were to go otherwise. As for the matter of secrecy, or at least withholding information, sir Skofnung seemed happy to oblige with keeping the information amongst the group here. God knows what would happen to the Soul Society if a captain, the captain of the research development squad at that was to be executed as well as a vice captain. There would be outrage and screams of conspiracy that the whole of the Gotei would be run by demons. She would be able to see the panic, the chaos, the riots that would break out from such information being let out. “Thank you.”


However, when Skofnung had called to the female beast clan member, then kissed her head, Senshi had the impression that they were lovers at first. Yet, when she watched it more closely, it seemed more like a gesture of respect or a caress. The tomboy explanation didn’t help clarify much of what just happened now, but she could almost sense the irritation of the female behind him. “H-Hai...not a problem.” She tilted her head confused with an anime sweatdrop on the right side of her head, a somewhat confused smile on her face. She didn’t know why he was telling her this, but she listened either way. Though, she did feel like a stranger, for she knew she had no one that she could be as casual and close to as Skofnung and Vara were being at this moment. They were truly a close bond, not superficial and fake.

Soon enough, the group was gathered, the Shinigami on one side, the Beast Clan on the other. They were formally greeted by their ranks, and the same went for introductions of the Beast Clansmen. Skofnung stated himself as leader, which was to be expected, but stated he would not order any of the Shinigami to do anything that was unquestionable or unclear. That was reasonable for they were to be his escort and guard, nothing more. Anything along those lines, Senshi would follow without complaint. She sat staring intently at Skofnung and listening to what his explanations were. The diagram was fair, and the explanation of the climate environment made her understand greater where they would have to transverse. ‘A jungle? Why, it would be my first ever time being in one.’ She thought this before paying close attention once more.

There were mentions of guards, and when Skoll was joked about, she narrowed her eyes at that black wolf with the chains. He wasn’t unarmed either. Odayakama Senshi knew her way around many a Kido, and she knew for certain that if he did not have some of those, he most certainly had something incredibly similar. However, she avoided eye contact before long enough. They would be heading out shortly, but the chance to ask questions did interest her. She remained quiet though as Tezuka Taicho asked his own questions, some of which were her own. However, waiting for the explanation, she did have another question that would be well appreciated if it were answered. “Pardon, but my only question would be if we had brought any rations of food and water. I unfortunately hadn’t thought ahead to bring any.” She looked a little embarrassed, probably because she should have known better. However, hopefully the Scylding members would be able to enlighten her on that.

After the questions were all answered, she stood on her two feet, using her sword as a support to lift her. The Shinigami as mentioned before had made their plan to be the rear guard as well as the flank vanguard. Odayakama Senshi with but only her right arm had decided that she would take the right, which would leave Tsukuyomi to the left of the group. The captain was to guard the back. The leonine and physically superior Beast Clansmen would take the front, as they were also the only ones that were able to guide them in the first place. Senshi wouldn’t say she was excited, but she was definitely curious on what the next day or two would yield to her. Yet she stopped herself for a moment as she whistled at her comrade and fellow Vice Captain. Having studied a few hand gestures, she pointed towards her eyes and then waved her hand over the environment followed by then showing a closed fist slamming down. She was trying to let him know that they would need to keep their eyes sharp for there were many places to hide in. They must stay vigilant. Hopefully, he took it the right way.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Now that he was allowed in Tsukuyomi walked past the guards that had been causing so much trouble for him within just a few moments. Unease didn't even cover what he was feeling now. This wasn't good not at all. He was suppose to be here to make sure that he could help protect the Alpha of the Beast Tribe that his former Captain had spoken with in the past. Doing that while constantly having to look over his back at the other shinigami that had been sent alongside him only took away from his skill and concentration. He'd always have the thought in the back of his mind now that at any moment either of them could make a move against him and simply call it the bidding of Soul Society. Not to mention after this assignment he'd have to worry about even going back to Soul Society now all because these lions had to be absorbed in their own self righteousness.

Standing off to the side Tsukuyomi kept his eyes on the Alpha and the small map that he was drawing for everyone. Based on what he was telling them all this city was a good distance off and even if he moved as fast as he could he wouldn't be able to get there for roughly a few hours. He knew though that at least the other shinigami more than likely wouldn't be able to keep up with him. He was sure that the Beasts would be able to if not leave him in the dust. That raised the issue of stamina though and by the time they actually reached the city most of them if not all would be exhausted which wasn't a smart plan if this city was hostile towards them. No the best thing was to move slowly through this jungle terrain and then hope whoever ran the city was willing to hear from them.

"Have you found anything living in the jungle? Any type of predator that may try to attack us as we move through it? Any of the other packs that came through with the others claiming the jungle as their territory or staying in the area?" Tsukuyomi was concerned only with what they may come across in the jungle. That was the first place that they would be going in this new dimension and thus it deserved his immediate attention. The others had asked pretty much everything else of importance and Tsukuyomi was eager to simply get this all over with now that he his guard was constantly up and his trust in his allies was tarnished.

[Zeich Yajuu]

Skofnung addressed each question in turn, starting with Aramis. “The area itself is surprisingly open; though there are a few hills here and there, it is mostly plains. My scout has some talent for the use of camouflage, else she would have likely been spotted trying to approach. No doubt that is why the city is built where it is; few can draw close without being spotted and prepared for in advance.” Once he had given that explanation, Skofnung moved to draw a set of curved points to the southwest of the city, and to the east, drew a set of simple stick trees. “For specifics, we will be approaching from the eastern jungle, here. Down to the southwest the land starts to rise up into larger hills; not quite mountains, but they do get modestly high. But all of these points are miles away from the city, leaving quite a bit of open space. I expect we will not go unnoticed.”

At this point, Aron spoke up to answer the next of the questions. “We have not encountered many threats in this world, and certainly none that we would not have spotted in others. The only true dangers are mostly natural, ranging from chasms to the occasional poisonous plant, though we have quickly learned to identify the latter and minimized any illnesses or losses. Thus far, we have seen no new sicknesses or diseases that could be unique to this world and, to our pleasure, we have not encountered any of the mask-creatures, the ones I believe you call Hollows.” This was a positive note indeed: no Hollows meant that the number of powerful threats had gone down significantly. Of course, there was nothing saying they’d seen all that Eden had yet to offer, so it was still possible that other threats could exist within this world.

“Besides that, the only other life besides the Beast-Clansmen—both those in and out of the city—is natural wildlife, albeit a bit larger than you’d expect. Last week, Garath and I were hunting and came across a group of boars bigger than horses. Let me tell you, if you’re foolish you’ll find yourself gored by tusks bigger and sharper than your sword blades.” Aron chuckled, though Garath did not seem pleased, rubbing at a minor but still-healing injury on his right arm. Clearly someone had gotten nicked during their hunting. “We’ll be hunting on the move, for that matter; it’s easier than having to burden ourselves with additional packs and belongings. We’ll be traveling light as much as possible, though you’re of course welcome to bring what you will, so long as you can keep up.”

Finally, the last question, and the most important one. “Beast-Clansmen are a bit like humans in their diversity. Certain races may share physical characteristics with one another, but cultural and location-based variances occur quite frequently. For example, the wolves of the Volsung pack take their naming after the Norse pantheon, and they often dress much like the humans of the Rukongai with whom they trade. Yet the wolves of the Firon tribe, from the World of the Living, shun interaction with humans and thus do not adopt their code of dress, often going unclad except when harsh weather requires it. They use saps and fruit juices as a manner of marking via both scent and sight as a means of communicating, and mud and dirt as means of camouflage.”

“As a result, our people are so varied and influenced by where they live that it’s hard to really pin strangers down to any one category, simply because we likely do not know all of those from outside this world, let alone within this one. The only identifier that these wolves had was that they wore that strange, scaled armor, which may be a sign of higher civilization here in Eden. Most Beast-Clansmen only use natural armor formed from our abilities or basic materials such as bone, but these were clearly a combination of metal and some other substance that could not be identified. Other than that...” Skofnung shrugged. “Wolves look like wolves, unfortunately. There wasn’t much to set them apart from others.”

A lot of information to chew over: the lay of the land, the wild nature of this world and the effects of such untamed wilderness, the nature and diversity of the Beast-Clansmen from multiple worlds and tribes; certainly the Shinigami would have much to think about. But right now, the major facts were before them: they’d be trekking through the wilderness of the jungle region, which Skofnung had indicated to Senshi would be hot and humid, and within which Aron had revealed that there would likely be wildlife that was much larger or ferocious than they were used to. From there, they would reach a large, open area that would lead to this city, and they would be visible from a good distance away, indicating that they would be expected. Whether this was with open arms or with weapons at ready, none could tell.

Once the questions were answered, Skofnung pushed himself to his feet with his guards rising about him. “Alright, it is time we get going. Grab anything you intend to take, feel free to talk to your allies in the camp, but we will be departing in roughly fifteen minutes.” With that, the young leader started giving quick orders to his subordinates, having them gather up a few small pouches from around the camp, along with several large waterskins that were already full, by the sound of it. For now, the Shinigami would have the option to prepare themselves as well, or wait, and be ready to go once it was time to depart.

((OOC: Back on schedule now.))

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

She paid close attention to Skofnung as he spoke, addressing people’s questions. He addressed the captain’s first, stating that the area was mostly clear, and Senshi listened closely when he instructed that they would be heading from the east. Senshi didn’t have much to say for most of this, she just simply listened, and she would simply follow orders if any were assigned. As far as they knew, only the environment and the occasional poisonous plants were the only things the Beast Clans faced, and that was fine for those were recognizable. However, another interesting feature was that there were no Hollows. Then came her question, one that she was glad to hear answered.

There would be hunting as they went along, keeping light, and the only wild animals around seemed to be larger variations of wildlife than what would be found normally. That was fine. She was sure that she was competent enough to deal with such animals, albeit she was typically cautious with anything she was fighting nowadays anywho. Though the last question was puzzling to say the least. She got a little more insight on Beast Clans and their cultures, their ways of life, and their diversity. She made sure to keep certain information in mind, and at the same token was curious about the Beast Clan members that lived in this world in that open city. There was something that Senshi had to consider.

What would she take with her exactly? Taking a moment or two to consider this, she looked down, and then noticed that uhh...she wasn’t exactly well fitted for such an expedition. Looking to the Shinigami camp, she’d approach, and then look for say a protein bar, and a waterskin of their own if they had one. She’d also borrow a small utilities belt to attach the acquisitions to if they had any to spare. If that was done, well, then she was ready. She ultimately took three protein bars, and a medium waterskin. Water of course was the bigger priority, but she was sure that the Beastclansmen knew what water was safe to drink. Also, she was sure they knew where water was in this jungle. Another thing was that before she went, she’d make sure to drink all the water she wanted to now.

If all was done and said, she would approach to the right of the Beast Clan members, and then she’d simply wait for the party to get moving. Well hydrated, well rested, well prepared, or at least in her mind, she smiled, if nervously and rubbed the back of her head nervously. “Well then, umm...is everyone ready?” She then quickly just shut up and looked ahead of her, slowly her left eye looking to the captain, then Tsukuyomi, then the beast clans, and then finally she looked straight on ahead. “Okay...then. Let’s head off I guess.” She really needed to stop talking. Fuck...these people were all staring at her probably, or judging her for her tenseness. When the party moved, she just kept her eyes and ears open, looking all around her for anything abnormal, anything interesting to see, and most of all, just taking in the sight. It wasn't everyday someone got to explore a new world, and so she imagined that she ought to enjoy it. 

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

This assignment was causing far more stress than Tsukuyomi thought it would have only a few minutes ago. At the moment he was simply standing there listening to what the Alpha stated and gave them all for future knowledge, but at the while he was stressing through his usual calm and collected demeanor. His mind was constantly worrying about the future now while it would have been focusing solely on the mission at hand. These self righteous bastards didn't know or care what they had just done to his life. His grandfather knew, but Tsukuyomi knew that his grandfather would sooner kill him than protect him simply for the name of the Kawada.

The only thing that had been keeping him alive up to now was simply the fact no one had outed him to anyone else yet. The more people that knew the greatest the chance someone would talk and now a Captain knew. His life was over and he had no clue what to do. The only thing he could think of was killing both Aramis and Senshi during this mission in order to make sure no one would come back with him to Soul Society with his secret. At the same time though the good within him knew that killing his fellow Shinigami would only confirm why he would be executed for being a Nakkabakki. There was no right decision.

Before he knew it everything had been said and they were all getting ready to embark on the journey to the city. Tsukuyomi had come prepared enough knowing for the most part what this assignment entailed. There was a waterskin attached to the brown belt he wore over his upper outer most layer of his uniform. On the brown belt there was a different tan colored bag that contained some strips of jerky. He had enough to last him for a bit, but finding another animal and making more wouldn't be hard. It was the same for water.

Tsukuyomi walked outside continuing to think while he waited everyone else to get ready. By the time everyone else was ready Tsukuyomi could feel perspiration underneath his arms and behind his knees. He was sweating from freight at high possibility that he'd be executed even if this assignment was a complete success. No matter what he did in the next few days he'd be dead. He'd never get to experience most of the things he had wanted too. He'd never get to see Vesta again. He'd never get revenge for his mother and it was all these Beasts fault!