#virtuousabsolute

[ryusxnka]

@virtuous-absolute ( For Isshin!! )

       " -- If you find candy wrappers in your snack drawer, it wasn't me. "

[apocalypta-secundus]

He was irritating her with how calm he was being. The rage was building up inside of her, and she just wanted to punch him in the face. "Nngh, shut up and fight." Lyn ran a beeline right toward him, gritting her teeth as she would aim right for his nose. She had Cero she could depend on, her Zanpakuto, but her fists were just as competent, as was her head.

@apocalypta-secundus

"Yes, well, I suppose, we'll just have to wait and see about that. Thus far, I've witnessed very little evidence that would allude to your claims having any substantiated truth to support them." She was threatening him but he had no problem brushing it off and maintaining his stance, as though her threats were befallen upon deaf ears. Calm under pressure, that was the way to formulating strategies in the midst of battle.

[ryusxnka]

@virtuous-absolute ( For Hitsugaya )

   T hese multiplicity of men, of foot soldat, attired in glaring blanche. - He perceives them positioning distantly and in assembling formations as if they were nefarious maggots, aggregating concurrently amidst this particular district, collating the carcass flesh, the impotent who had permitted themselves to perish, from an all you can eat buffet. -- Arrows confidently came his direction akin to ammunition yearning to establish an expeditious finality, one effectively reaches his shoulder blade, however, it was forthwith encapsulated in a overlay of Ice and erupted thereafter into fragmentary powder 'fore full penetration of the epidermis could eventuate. --- Adrenaline develops and proliferates throughout his entirety as if it were a dissimilar yet intermingling ichor, he grins, sneers, and chortles deliriously at the endeavors presented. A wintry tempest.

     " What an unsatisfactory bore. -- Is that all you Big baddies got? "

     Eyne, haunting with a scintilla of electricity, broaden as he spoke, as he propelled skyward and atop a sundry of the unfortunates, the ground protruding cutting-edged Ice upwardly, 'round his Waraji, ultimately puncturing through anatomies akin to a pin needle to thread. -- He must dispose of them as expeditiously as he can, must identify the locality of his true objective, and he'll do anything to attain it. Mangle, brutalize, all concerns of being sighted by other Shinigami wholly in tatters, he couldn't care less. The last soldat had fallen, whimpered till a foot crushes his head. Reigai was more brutish, more cold-hearted, than his original kin who lived amongst the seireitei with righteous moralities and restrictive laws which, alone, strictly forged him as pitifully weak for a commandant.- Sans misusing further time, he promptly sprints, advances in striking velocity, forward, brows furrowing in frustration. " Where are you, you bastard? You better not get yourself killed out here. I will be the one who will have your head. "

[ryusxnka]

@virtuous-absolute ( Shuuhei. )

( Text ) Oi, Hisagi. -- May I have a moment of your time?

[ryusxnka]

@virtuous-absolute ( Isshin! )

La, la, la, la, la, la Hush, little baby, don't you cr ...

     T he dulcet tongue of a newly-established mother, whose intent was to tenderly assuage her disconcerted  offspring, forthwith ceases all  vocalizations in mid-pronunciation -------  Thereafter, as in a subsequent ordinance, had her Infant's wailing commotion, unrelenting static, forevermore  been  asphyxiated; cold, colder, coldest, they were abruptly incarcerated, as expeditiously as a twinkle of an eyne, wholly  into Ice and appalling immobilization sans admonitory, sans opportunity to acknowledge, to take flight. - Fracturing incrementally gradual, sounds of splitting frigidity reverberated,  disturbingly so, along the coordinating rhythm of  boots, tap, tap, tap, marching 'gainst the asphalt grounds of the sidewalk, did her simpering countenance exhibit until it sunk in like pressurized gravity, tearing into pieces, and ultimately falling within the carriage she still gripped onto.  ---- Witnesses, positioned adjacently proximate to the hollowed marionette of illustrious obedience, initiated reactionary movements to the horrors of their unhinged quietus, but were  instaneously iced in a solidified encasement  as he lurched by their localities; Amongst the world of the living, his reiatsu was blood-coiling and crippling, tenuring a potency of inevitable lethality, of inexorable fatality, to those of brittle bone, of living flesh, he croons, unbothered. It is a haunting, hair-chilling, ditty as the meaningless brace of men at his posterior ultimately eroded and dispersed into multitudinous particles of dusted snow.  ----- Incapable of percieving him, these foolish mortals are, how pitiable, laughable. In time had his steps find a stanstill."..." Numbly, eerily, he looms, zanpaku-to in hand, at the Karakura clinic's forefront; his objective.

[crimsonstray]

' well yeah, since i got everything that needed to be done, done. ' for once and he felt pretty good about himself. his schedule was usually damn packed with duties at the division and all the extracurricular classes he had to take. well, not had to but decided he should. so he could be worthy of the sixth division. and then there was training and always needing to improve on that too.

he was always busy. but today was a rare day of actually having time to chill. since self-care was important too. he knew that. but this senpai of his most certainly did not.

' listen, don't give me that. if it was matsumoto telling you to come drink you'd drop everything and go run off with her. so do your friend a solid and let's go hang tonight. 'kay? '

@crimsonstray asked:

"oy mister 69, wanna go for a drink?"

"Renji, you calling it a day already?"

Renji'd caught the dark haired soul reaper at a good time, he wasn't in the office and most of his work for the day had already been completed. He'd been outdoors assisting with some training exercises, nothing he felt badly walking away from, they'd already been winding down from the strenuous stuff.

"I think.... I will take you up on that offer and join you but I'm not too sure about the drinks. What'd you have in mind, exactly?"

[justakon]

it was another day of business as usual at the 12th. he had his flask of black coffee to keep him focused and his various candies for that little boost in brain power all ready at his workstation. da vinci had been taken care of so he didn't have to think about him until after hours. everything was going according to plan as he tried to tinker with this latest obsession of his. he had been trying to make it work but it still hit a snag or two and no amount of reading the texts was helping. it just wasn't a hundred percent. not to his standards at least.

good thing it was a pet project since he could give it as much time as he wanted without being hounded about it. he liked to take his time with things because he knew that when given time and left alone for a while, the thing that seemed impossible before just seemed to work out in a completely different light.

and just as he continued work on the earpiece -- at least he had managed to kick the design right out of the ballpark -- he was rudely interrupted by the voice of a ghost from the past. the screen before him immediately lit up and showed his face and akon's lips thinned.

he tilted his head to one side after that greeting and blinked twice not really saying a thing. before squinting at the screen. ' to what do i owe this intrusion, urahara-san? ' there was no need to answer that question. they both knew he knew he was coming in loud and clear.

@justakon closed starter

He made adjustments then re-adjusted those adjustments, he repeated the small action like fine tuning a muscical instrument. This was an instrument of sorts, as it were and it needed help finding precisely the right frequency, afterall. So he'd continue fidgeting and turning dials on his handheld signal reader while repositioning the reciever attachment of the modem until the device was satisfied.

A clear signal at last.

It nearly set off an ounce of giddiness but the hat wearing self-proclaimed shopkeep would manually override that for now, instead setting his attention onto a small camera tripod he'd placed out prior.

Where was that touch screen tablet. He quickly found it again and went to monitor the signal further. Everything was good to go so the transmission should be going through... about now.

Indicator notified once... twice... surely someone was available. Aha!

A grin found it's place across his features as the screen displayed a familiar form. Just the person he was hoping to contact.

"Ah, Akon-san! Good to see you!~ Am I coming in clear?" He chuckled, of course he was, Urahara Kisuke rarely failed a task, let alone simple audio video wireless communication. Even so, it didn't hurt as an ice-breaker.

[justakon]

yeah we closed shop. so bad timing. which is weird for you.

@justakon

"Not too late, am I~?"

[hardasstaichou]

why are such a wimp when it comes to that woman anyway?

I-I didn’t, I mean, I couldn’t or wouldn’t. Wait, how did this get worse?

[apocalypta-secundus]

There weren't any Hollows around, so whatever threat that Kenpachi was after might have already passed. He wouldn't just head back without Yachiru so he might be looking for her. Not being one to leave her out of a fight but also not one to leave her in danger, he left her keep away from the Hollow he had to fight.

"He did keep me away from what he was fighting, thinking it might be too much for me." There was a frown on her face, not liking that one bit. "Kenny isn't one to leave me out of a good fight no matter how tough they are!"

However being left alone in the human world and told to keep away from the area had gotten her lost. She did try her best to get away but had gotten herself lost window shopping to keep her worries away. "I did find a nice candy shop while waiting."

@apocalypta-secundus

Yachiru looked up, hearing a familiar voice. Once she saw who it was she ran right up to Ichigo. "Icchi!" The young one called out as she ran right toward him.

It didn't take her long to decide to crawl up onto his shoulder as she had done with Kenpachi many-a times. "I haven't been able to find Kenny." She had unfortunately gotten separated from her Captain.

The expression on his face shifts from inquisitve to a bit suspicious but it soon passes as he begins to glance around the surrounding area. It wasn't often those two were seperate but it did happen and at least she hadn't introduced herself by repeatedly kicking him in the head or any other violent actions. He could be grateful for that.

"I'm sure he isn't too far off, just stick with me, if there's one thing I know about Kenpachi; he tends to find me."

Ichigo wasn't one to leave anyone who appeared younger alone even if she was incerdibly powerful on her own. He didn't mind helping her out. Being lost and alone was never a good feeling. He'd prevent it if he could.



[apocalypta-secundus]

Yachiru looked up, hearing a familiar voice. Once she saw who it was she ran right up to Ichigo. "Icchi!" The young one called out as she ran right toward him.

It didn't take her long to decide to crawl up onto his shoulder as she had done with Kenpachi many-a times. "I haven't been able to find Kenny." She had unfortunately gotten separated from her Captain.

@apocalypta-secundus closed starter.

Ichigo's line of sight had caught the swift movements of a small pink-haired child. Typically, it meant Zaraki wasn't too far off but maybe there was some reason the younger shinigami was approaching him, so he felt the need to ask as he greeted her openly.

"Uh, Yachiru? What're you doing here?"

[justakon]

virtuous-absolute​:

@justakon closed starter

The S.R.D.I.

He was going to do it, he’d marched himself this far. Time for some questions to be answered.

Actually, he had been hoping to bypass the Captain which sounded a bit disrespectful but that wasn’t intentional. In truth, when Hisagi was down right honest with himself, it was the outlandish and unconventional, over-the-top behavior of Twelfth Division Captain that was off-putting along with the disregarding, pompous nature he seem to use when handling the socializing aspect in regard to those outside of the science department. The combination just didn’t mix well with Shuhei’s own personality, he had enough self-awareness to have drawn that conclusion.

Not to mention the creepiness that couldn’t be ignored.

And so he was immensely relieved when he spotted another familiar face instead.

“Akon-san. I hope I’m not intruding but do you have a few minutes you can spare or is this a bad time?”

Akon had been tinkering with a new drug sample that wasn’t going the way he wanted and since he’d been at it for almost all day, his impatience grew and he decided it was time to step away. so cigarette break time it was. to clear his mind and just look at things from a new angle. that usually was how it worked anyway. 

he didn’t have any usual spots for his smoking. just standing in a spot that didn’t seem too busy and was secluded enough was fine. and the others knew better than to disturb him when he was on one of his breaks. it was a time for him to just let things go. to decompress a little from work. even if he was at work. 

once the joy his little death stick had run out he put it out, disposing of it. when he was about to turn the corner and heard a familiar voice call out to him. he stopped and turned his head back a little before turning completely and folding his arms to meet him. ‘ yes, shuuhei. no, you’re not intruding i was just on a little break and was about to head back inside but i could spare you a few moments. what’s up? ‘

[hardasstaichou]

virtuous-absolute​:

@hardasstaichou closed starter

“Muguruma-taicho.”

He hadn’t meant to be so bold or to hesitate after calling for the man’s attention, for that matter, it probably just made it seem worse. And yet, he was still waiting. More or less hoping the guy’s reaction was going to be a mild one.

But this was Kensei Muguruma. The gruffest man around this side of the tenth division.

He honestly didn’t want to bother him but there was a nagging question Shuhei couldn’t keep from rattling around in his brain, probably since the time Kensei had made his return. It wasn’t related to training or work though and the opportunity for idle chatter rarely seemed to come up.

    Kensei had been standing outdoors watching as some of the new recruits train with mashiro who was having a blast whipping them into shape. he hadn’t known where his other lieutenant was off doing. probably busy with something to do with the bulletin since the kid seemed to be more focused on that. when the grey-haired man returned he could see that the young man had been way overwhelmed with the responsibility that had been shoved on him by that traitor tousen defecting. tch. ass. he put a knife in his back literally and then turned around and then just abandoned this kid to his division. good he died that pathetic death. he deserved it. 

once he’d heard that call, the muscular captain turned around to face his lieutenant. his eyes falling on his tattoo that was on the other’s face. that was still taking some getting used to. but then he went all silent on him. this kid. why was he like this?

 ‘ what is it, lieutenant? cat caught your tongue??! ‘

[apocalypta-secundus]

"You speak the truth, Quincy." There was bite to that word. "Only fools underestimate their opponents. I'd watch yourself if I were you." Maybe this'll be the first thrilling battle she's had in a while.

"Fortunately for me, I'm no fool."

@apocalypta-secundus

"Surely, those who laugh loudest may soon find themselves the fool. And only a fool would underestimate their opponent." His delivery is siccinct and spoken in a clear tone as he presses on his glasses, if only this manages to distract her long enough, he just may gain that opening he's been looking for.

[ryusxnka]

     A s the man dejectedly threaded through the entrance, reattaining his prior positioning among the confinements of his entrusted office, Hitsugaya had been there to greet him. ---- Forbearing whilst waiting the eventual arrival of his credulously daft commander, albeit he had not expected him to be so beaten and bruised. A part of him wanted to jest in mirth, but he'll opt to wholly omit their condition to conduit all his attention 'pon the semi-significant words that they articulated in a vanquishing tonality. " Captain Ichimaru denied any involvement as well. --- We appear to have resumed to square one. " he dutifully reports sans liability; how long can the boy's facade prolong?

Some time has passed and the Tenth's Taicho makes his return, wearily walking in through the doorway.

"Oi, Toushiro-kun, I'm back. Can't say Shiba-fukutaicho liked the accusation and I'm not sure how but seems he saw me coming. Buuut we tussled it out. Conclusion. I'm convinced he wouldn't get so heated over protecting a small lie so he must've been honest when he landed the kick to my jaw while denying having taken anything from my drawer."

[ryusxnka]

   T he instant his captain's attendance is withdrawn from the establishment, with certainty, he promptly conveys himself towards their working post, unhesitatingly opening its topmost drawer ajar to retrieve the final portion of bonbon inhabiting within; wholly uncaring of Rangiku's watchful observation. "- Here we go. " Once it was 'neath his holding, he closes it anew and forthwith treads towards the third division's barracks.

The work isn't done, after getting Matsumoto's side of the story, he's off yet again to find the other possible conspirator.

"Hai, Toushiro-kun, I know you won't let me down!" He turns to leave, taking a quick paced stride of determination right on outside through the door.