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Prometheus Blaze Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 1:22 pm
 Xaran Ashura
Captain of the 11th Division
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Xaran began to respect the prisoner before him, who had been carefully considering his words like Xaran himself was doing. Tactful, he couldn’t have been as inexperienced as his appearance belied. With words like ‘too long’, maybe this kid was as old as he was implying, but then how old was Xaran if Kiyoshi came in contact with him before? He mused over this as Kiyoshi asked his response question, about the purpose of the divisions and the number of them. He was prepared to answer when the Head Captain’s advisor had appeared within the prison, quickly entering Kiyoshi’s cell in order to speak with him. He nodded towards Carroll as he entered, awaiting a response but finding none. He shrugged it off, chalking it up to the Advisor’s eccentricity, and thought about how he would keep up the inquiries towards the prisoner without the entire process being compromised by a newcomer. He also worried that the prisoner could somehow attack Carroll, as the cell would drain the Advisor as well. What if the prisoner took a prisoner? Xaran frowned, shaking his head before replying to Kiyoshi’s question. “We are the Seireitei’s military force,” he said, not elaborating beyond that. He was now unsure on how much information he should have traded with the prisoner, as the presence of another Shinigami might have made Kiyoshi distrustful, and he couldn’t risk that. He would let the two have their brief discourse, then interject with another question towards Kiyoshi. “You had a Zanpakuto with you when you were captured, and your reiatsu felt distantly similar. What exactly are you?” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mood: Tactful
Location: Holding Cell
Thoughts: ‘This’ll be more difficult…’
Zanpakutō: Not with him
献身刃 Immaculate Warrior ずっと後悔 ⋘Your blade is the light that guides you through the darkness of battle. To forgo your blade is to throw yourself into the arms of death.⋙
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 4:52 pm
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena  "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
"If you are not a Shinigami, then what is your purpose? I can't Imagine you just came to keep me company". Kiyoshi said, His stern gaze lifted however he still remained crouched with his legs, in case this man tried anything.
Kiyoshi turned to Xaran as he spoke up, answering his question of what the divisions were used for. Military. It was a simple question that Kiyoshi found it doubtful that 13 squads in this large of an area would be fully devoted to just Military.
"Sorry but if you dont want to answer all the questions, then i'm done playing with you". Kiyoshi said in a child like bit of emotion, turning away from the black haired man. Kiyoshi was talking about how Xaran had asked a two part question and Kiyoshi answer the two questions. However, Xaran only answered one of his.
Turning back to the man in the hat, Kiyoshi waited for the mans answer.
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: upset
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 5:27 pm
 Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "My purpose is to talk to you and keep you from getting yourself killed of course." Carroll answered. "If you behave well and just play along, you'll likely get out nice and fine." He half-lied. While it was true good behavior would help, and keep him from getting killed, the Hatter doubted the boy would be set free. As Xaran spoke up, Carroll turned his head half way, waving to the Captain of the Eleventh. "Ah! I didn't see you there. My apologies Captain Ashura." he smiled widely, chuckling a bit. Turning back to Kiyoshi, he couldn't help but hear the tidbit of conversation saying the two had been answering questions and "playing" together. Although it didn't show on his face, he was curious as to what information the other in the room had gleaned. On top of that, Xaran had questioned the boy about his zanpakuto. That gave him some idea.
Tossing the other notions aside, he glanced at the refrigerator. "Care to share a drink? I'm quite sure they gave you something we could mutually enjoy. And maybe the time as well." He mused, his fingers dancing lightly against his pants. While he drummed them on his side, he thought that, with some luck, perhaps he could play the question game with this boy.
>>OOC<<
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 3:01 pm
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
Kiyoshi shook his head. "No, I don't want any kind of drink from you. I know why your here. You want to question me for information, who i am, what i am, the general questions. The problem is, why would I tell you anything?"
Kiyoshi was no stranger to interrogations, although this was one of the nicest interrogations he had seen, he was sure just outside these walls there was a room prepared, and that would not be so kind.
"Even if I answer, I know i will not be released, so what is my incentive to work with you?" Kiyoshi asked.
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: upset
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 3:32 pm
Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "A valid question indeed, my dear cynic." Carroll clapped his hands. "But, I don't have the answer for you. I'm not a Shinigami. I haven't a clue what their exact plans are." Again, another half truth. Carroll had an idea, it just wasn't a very sharp one. Turning the cogs of his mind, he went quickly from one option to the next, finally settling on the option presented to him by those who were here first.
"You said you and Captain Ashura were playing a game right? A questions game I surmise, judging by what you said." He smiled harmlessly, taking one hand out of his pocket and interlocking his fingers with one another at his waist. "What do you say we play the same game, but with a few more rules? Personal questions only, just one at a time." He unlocked his fingers, reaching up and tipping his hat, taking it off his head again and twirling it by the brim in his hand. "I trust a sharp boy like you needs no example, but just in case, I mean asking things like my favorite fruit, clothing, book, thoughts on love. Y'know, the boring stuff." He chuckled, flipping the hat by the edge of the brim, the top hat landing neatly back on his honey hair. "If I may be allowed to go first, t'would be my honor. However, if you'd like, then go ahead and shoot."
>>OOC<<
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 10:15 am
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
Kiyoshi watched the man twirl his hat around while speaking to him. The way that this man spoke was...off to kiyoshi. The black haired Captains questions had been devoited to a singular purpose of finding out who Kiyoshi was and why he thought he remembered Kiyoshi. This man however, spoke as if without a care in the world. It was curious.
When Carroll had offered to play the question game, Kiyoshi was less amused. He had offered a game of questions, strictly on personal questions. If he was to accept this, he could not ask about the Gotei, or the Shinigami, or really any questions he was previously asking Xaran. However, this would allow the Hatter to question Kiyoshi on his family and personal life.
'this puts me into a disadvantage, but if i phrase my questions corectly, I may be able to get something more out of this man'.
Kiyoshi shrugged. "Since it's your game, you may go first".
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: not amused
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 11:37 am
Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "Sharp and kind." Carroll stated, the way he did so in a kind way, but also one that seemed to be mocking. Placing a hand to his chin to think, the room was quiet for several moments while the Hatter's index finger tapped against his skin. With a sudden burst of laughter, he snapped his fingers. "Aha! During this game, will you be answering my questions honestly?" It was a simple question, and one that was full of pitfalls. Kiyoshi could simply lie and say yes and give him all sorts of false information. Conversely, he could also say yes and say the truth, or say no and tell nothing but the truth, or say no and lie all he wanted. The point was that there was no way this question could even possibly be useful. It was as if the man in the cell with the boy had simply threw a purposefully weak question out first. And indeed, there was a pitfall waiting for Kiyoshi, not in what was said, but rather, what language it was said in. Being of English descent and having traveled east, Carroll knew two languages. That he used almost everyday now with the Shinigami, and that of his native tongue. And indeed, the trap he had set was that he had asked the question in English. If Kiysohi answered the question, while it wouldn't be much, it told Carroll the boy was fairly smart and had other ways of communicating the Shinigami wouldn't or possibly couldn't understand, at least in terms of spoken languages. Otherwise, he'd just have to go with his, tea absent gut feeling.
>>OOC<<
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 7:49 pm
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
Kiyoshi listened to the Top hat wearing man. When he asked his question, he asked it in what sounded like a different language, one he had not heard in a long time. Carroll asked his question in English. Although before the Katena were sealed, there was no such thing as English, there was a way of speaking that was similar. Most languages could trace at least some portion of their history back to another language that they developed off of, and Kiyoshi could only assume this to be true with the language Carroll just spoke.
The Dog Katena could make out certain words with a bit of difficulty. He knew that The Hatter had asked him if he would be honest, but he could not understand why he could change the language they were speaking on him. If he wanted to know something, why would he risk Kiyoshi not knowing the language he spoke in? These things confused the Dog.
Kiyoshi looked back at Carroll and nodded in agreement to his question. After all, what reason would he have to lie?
"Same question to you as well Mr. Non-Shinigami".
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: not amused
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
(OOC: my goodness, that post was difficult to post after XD )
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 8:03 pm
Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "I'm going to go ahead and presume you'd like to answer after me." Carroll remarked after having the question sent right back at him. "To that I reply that my answer will be realistic, albeit speculative, or more mundanely, as possible as my mind allows." Unlike his question, this was back to plain old Japanese, and he didn't really have to think of another question. He already had one in mind. " With my answer out of the way and waiting for yours, I suppose I should ask the obvious. What's your favorite food, of course!" He chuckled, outwardly expressing carefree cheer. Inwardly, his mind was still working, and the fact the boy could answer gave him some cause for worry. With the right language, they could pass messages around really easy without getting noticed.
>>OOC<<
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 8:26 pm
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
Kiyoshi could not understand this man. What was his favorite food? why was that even a question? What could this man possibly gain by knowing what kind of food Kiyoshi favored most? Even if he did not understand it, the man had asked so Kiyoshi would answer.
"I like steak, prepared medium rare to preserve the taste".
As Kiyoshi said it, he realized that he had not had much to eat since he was released. After the cookie's and baked goods he had taen from the living world, he really had not eaten anything in thousands of years. Thinking about food made Kiyoshi begin to drool, although he was quick to wipe it away.
"My question now. How did you manage to get in here without being a Captain? I assumed you were a captain when I first saw you, but you pointed out that you are not. Just what is your station to be alowed to speak with a prisoner such as myself?"
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: not amused
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 8:37 pm
Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "Good question. The answer is my job is to assist others on matters. That would be how. Right now, when I walked into the cell, I advised you to participate. I told you you might be freed if you behaved. I offered to play a game with you to pass the time. I think you catch my drift though." The Hatter smiled again. "Why not open the fridge and get yourself some snacks, and maybe a drink for the both of us? And yes, that is my question for this round. I will stay by my rules sir." He smiled a little wider and perhaps more maliciously, although he was perfectly harmless in here. The boy should have known that, as did the Hatter.
>>OOC<<
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 3:24 pm
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
"Because i do not trust you, or any Shinigami for that reason. Would you take the food that was offered to you by your enemy? I have no way of knowing what could be in such food, so I sit".
Kiyoshi was beginning to get fed up with this game the Hatter was playing. It was going no where. Questions about his favorite food, these things served no purpose other than to kill time.
"This game is pointless, it bores me. I'm not going to play anymore. I'm sure my Siblings have more than waited enough time anyway". Kiyoshi said, turning from the Hatter.
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: im done.
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
(OOC: wow short, im sorry )
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 6:40 pm
Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "Ah, so vast distrust is reason to starve to death hm?" Carroll asked, his smile becoming more along the lines of a snake than anything else. "Such devotion to a cause, Knave. But devotion can be naivety to a madness that consumes us all." He let loose a low chuckle, calm, slightly mad, and quite possibly unnerving, depending on your perspective. Subconsciously, he hoped it scared everyone in the room. He was a madman after all. It wasn't until Kiyoshi, after the briefest of silences, declared that the game was pointless and he wouldn't participate anymore that Carroll's face changed to a small frown of distaste. This was followed the revelation that the prisoner had siblings. This was a bit of information that could not be overlooked, no matter how false. "Games are meant to be enjoyed, that is their point, or so I believe." He chimed in, tossing in his two unasked cents to the first part of Kiyoshi's response. "But if you want something to play that has a goal, I advise that you, in the nicest of ways, go play with yourself."
Turning his head slightly as the boy looked away, Carroll beckoned one of the guards to open it. "Thank you for the information. That was something I wasn't aware of, and now I know what to look for. And since I know where you came from, I know where to look too. I give you my deepest gratitude for being so compliant." He stopped speaking, mostly to listen for any response, and also to hear the guards fumbling about for the keys to get him out of the prison cell. "But, since we spoke on such good terms, I suppose I should give you some good information in return, such is equal exchange." He bowed, ever so slightly, his eyes always on the boy who wasn't facing him. "As I said, you may call me the Hatter. However, if you wish to address me formally, my real name is Carroll, Lewis Carroll. And I will tell you Clubs, that while I'll try to at least lighten your burden, the man who owns the cell we share is not one who enjoys my company, or so I recall." Straightening up again, he watched the boy, expecting to get a name back, though not caring. He was more agitated by the men who still hadn't gotten him out of this damn cell.
>>I didn't give you much to work with, so I don't blame you. I was tired on my last post and it looked much larger than it turned out to be. That being said, onwards and so forth. Presuming Sonus or Blaze post soon (today or tomorrow) I may or may not edit this to help move things along. I've been trying to stall until the invasion, but now things seem to need a... helping hand. That being said, I'll give you a chance to react rather than just leaving the cell immediately, if you so wish.<<
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 8:19 pm
Kiyoshi Itō The Ðog Katena "You know those dogs whose bark is worse than there bite? .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
Kiyoshi remained silent as the Hatter behind him spoke. In Kiyoshi's hurry to be done with this man, he had unintentially let slip that he had other siblings. Luckaly he had not told him how many, but the fact that he gave them something lie that to work with, angered the Dog at himself.
As the Hatter continued to speak about the information he had gathered, Kiyoshi's heart sunk in his chest. He spoke as if he knew where his brothers ad sisters were hiding, he knew where they come from and where to look. Upon hearing this, the Dog Katena could no longer keep up his calm Demener.
As Kiyoshi turned around to face the man he began to growl. "You all have such different faces. some kind, some angry, others mad.No matter what face you show me, no matter how mad you act, or how kind others may be. Deep down you are all the same! You say you know where we come from Carroll, and if you do then you should know what we are, and if that's true, then all you Shinigami should pray that your end comes swiftly!"
Kiyoshi lept from the bed as the cage was opened. It was suprising Kiyoshi still had that much strength left, seeing as how long he was in the cage. As Carroll stepped out and the guard clasped the cell shut, Kiyoshi hit it. Kiyoshi reached his arm through the bar, His fangs and claws clearly visible and extending towards the man that he could not reach.
Kiyoshi's eyes dashed to each man in the room. Xaran, Carroll, even the Guards."You are pretenders to the throne! If I get out of here I will rip all of your heads from your bodies!!"
.•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• •´¯`´•.¸¸.•☆ •¨´:•.
...Well, youll quickly find out that I am not one of those dogs..."
✿Location: Cell
✿ Mood: Die Shinigami!
✿ Company: Xaran, Hatter
✿ Zanpakuto: Unknown
✿ Kōchaku: Unreleased
(ooc: naa, it's just Kiyoshi's personality. He gets bored so he quits. Although he also gets very mad if you threaten his family, as I posted above lol. I also thought ha the invasion was going to happen soon so I had Kiyoshi be defiant)
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Posted: Wed Dec 18, 2013 10:57 pm
Lewis Carroll
Hatter, Adviser, Madman "Ah I hate to correct such a sharp young man as yourself." Carroll chuckled, wagging a finger playfully. "I show only one face my dear boy, the face of madness." He laughed again, turning to head out the door. "That being said, I wish you luck in tearing my throat out at a later date." Turning away from his captive, Carroll looked over to the guards, his expression seeming to sour rather rapidly. "I may not be in your service any more, but if it takes that long again, I'll request your hearts served as my next meal. And if you are as inexperienced as you made it seem to open a simple door, then I'll have you know I mean that in the most literal fashions. In other words my simple men, I will gut you and take it out myself, seasoning it while it still beats." And like a storm, it was over, his expression returning to the grin he wore when he first entered. Although it seemed the venom was not entirely out of his system. "And be sure to tell the girl that she should lead a little better next time. I'm liable to brew my tea with someone's blood next time." He remarked, heading to the door, stepping out it and taking off the cuffs while receiving his pocket watch. Kissing it, the hands and ticking went to that of a normal watch, and before he shut the door, he spoke once more to Kiyoshi. "Again, I wish you luck on dethroning the, how did you put it? Ah yes, 'pretenders of the throne.' Also, since you said siblings, I surmise that means you have brothers and sisters. If that's the case," his smile grew, becoming wide and menacing, betraying the insane nature that always lurked beneath the surface of the kindly adviser, "then I'll be their personal White Rabbit into hell if given half the chance. The hunt for the Red Queen is on!" Laughing, he shut the door, his voice muffled, but still possible to hear. "Whenever you see Hakora again, tell him the Dodo bird has gone on a caucus race and will be back as soon as possible. If he needs me, then he'll have to find me I'm afraid." Laughing could be heard again as Carroll walked down the halls, and as soon as he was away from the Maggot's Nest, he left the building. He knew where the prisoner had been picked up. That was his destination. [Exit]
>>As you wish, also, sorry for the late reply.<<
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