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paixaorpg2006-06-20 11:44 am
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And Then They Were Five [Completed]
Character(s): Hinamori Momo, Ulquiorra, Okita Souji, Aizen Sousuke
Content: Aizen has found three interesting people and provides shelter for the night and information.
Setting: Matteus Museum of Art
Time: Late Sunday night
Warnings: The slimy sticky feeling of Aizen's evilness and plottings... You may need a shower.
He had never been a fan of the trains, especially when he easily had shunpo at his command, but Aizen truly doubted that some of their group could follow at such a speed. The ride was uneventful as expected and rather quite. All for the better then.
Aizen returned to find that that the museum laid the same way he left it, quiet and empty. He was a little curious as to where Ichimaru may be but he certainly hadn’t the time to look for the shinigami. Gin tended to wander from time and Aizen certainly was not his mother.
With head high as usual, Aizen led the other three into the lobby of the museum. “Welcome to the Matteus Museum of Art.” He turned to the trio. “Do any of you have any questions before I show you your rooms? I highly doubt anyone else is here tonight but that is only because I am not quite sure where Ichimaru has gone to.”
He was quite sure all three would be curious about Paixao and of course who else may be around. They were only lucky that Aizen had found them so soon.
Content: Aizen has found three interesting people and provides shelter for the night and information.
Setting: Matteus Museum of Art
Time: Late Sunday night
Warnings: The slimy sticky feeling of Aizen's evilness and plottings... You may need a shower.
He had never been a fan of the trains, especially when he easily had shunpo at his command, but Aizen truly doubted that some of their group could follow at such a speed. The ride was uneventful as expected and rather quite. All for the better then.
Aizen returned to find that that the museum laid the same way he left it, quiet and empty. He was a little curious as to where Ichimaru may be but he certainly hadn’t the time to look for the shinigami. Gin tended to wander from time and Aizen certainly was not his mother.
With head high as usual, Aizen led the other three into the lobby of the museum. “Welcome to the Matteus Museum of Art.” He turned to the trio. “Do any of you have any questions before I show you your rooms? I highly doubt anyone else is here tonight but that is only because I am not quite sure where Ichimaru has gone to.”
He was quite sure all three would be curious about Paixao and of course who else may be around. They were only lucky that Aizen had found them so soon.
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A city that brings people here...for what purpose? Was there some sort of magic at work here? He didn't think Aizen would know about that; the older man had said as much.
Looking down at the journal with renewed interest, Okita knew that he was going to be tinkering with it as well. He was not the most curious of people, but this device was intriguing enough to warrant his attention. So he could use this to communicate with other people in this city?
That concept was very new to him, and he wondered just what kinds of enchantments - if any - had been placed on this gadget.
He perked up, however, when he heard Hinamori-san's remark, "It sounds a little like our hell butterflies back home... , "
Hell butterflies? He frowned slightly. At first glance, they looked to be from Kyoto - or at least from some part of Japan as well, but the miburo was certain that there were no such things as hell butterflies from where he came from.
"Right. I won't tell anyone, Captain Aizen. I promise."
Hinamori-san's response made him raise an eyebrow slightly. It was evident that the young woman was extremely smitten with Aizen. Which, considering his rather comely looks, was not a surprise at all. However, Okita Souji was not going to agree that readily, especially when he didn't know a thing about him.
Faintly narrowed lavender eyes met the Captain's steadily as he spoke, his words blunt. "Who are you? ...And...why are these people from Gotei 13 after you?"
If he was trying to remain hidden, it only meant two things. First - from what he had learnt from the Ikedaya incident - was that he was lying low and was most probably up to no good. Second - these...Gotei 13 people were the ones who were up to no good.
Two sides of the coin.
Which side was Aizen on?