Welcome to Bleach Platinum Hearts RP! This is a Bleach Role Playing Forum set in the year 2416, over 400 years away from the Original Bleach's timeline. It has elements of both canon and custom for a unique mixture of role playing never seen before on Bleach. To get started, please sign up and read our starter guide:
Joined : 2010-07-10 Posts : 1015 Karma : -69 Age : 30 Location : Even I don't know...
Member Info Platinum Points: (0/0) Tiers:
Subject Post 11Subject: Re: The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Sat Feb 01, 2014 2:26 pm
---------------------------------------
"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..." Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura 誰もの子供
---------------------------------------
'I'm so dumb for telling her I'm a Rosary... I'll be in trouble for sure now...'
Was what was going through Neviah's head. She made a mistake by breaking the promise she made with the 0 Division and Captain Unohana by telling someone what her race actually was, when she was supposed to keep it secret. What was worse was that Neviah was afraid she might have opened Eliah up to potential risk as well for revealing this secret. The only good possibility being that the room is sound proof of course, so as long as Eliah doesn't spread the word like a wild fire, they both should be fine and not have to worry about any sort of correctional action being taken against either of them. But her mode of concentration was broken the second that her hand was swatted away by Eliah and she looked at her in sudden confusion. Neviah took her swatted hand and held it in the other by her chest as she looked at Eliah confused. Why did she hit her hand when she just wanted to inspect to ensure that she wont be in more pain from the odd action of her biting down on the thermometer?
Neviah was instead hit hard with scolding and it changed her expression from confused, to sad. Puppy dog eyes just screamed from her very look as Eliah proceeded to rip into the depressed Vice-Captain. Beginning to sulk, Neviah just looked down as Eliah scolded her for bringing up such a depressing topic and Neviah took the criticism without any rebuttal. She was right after all. Just springing a sad story in without warning and potentially adding to the depressed atmosphere of Konomi's death and perhaps her guest was also having a hard time as well, which would most likely explain her aggression. It was wrong of Neviah to be bringing up that story at a time like this, and it only made her feel even worse. Neviah began to believe that she was the worst Vice-Captain ever, and perhaps she just needed to quit the Gotei all together. Of course it didn't stop there with Eliah also commenting on the fact that Neviah could have just been brief and told her the answer to her questions out right instead of having to bring on a depressing story behind it. But instead of Neviah growing more and more upset, something was said that made her stop the sniffles and moans of sadness...
Her name...
Eliah told Neviah her name, and Neviah looked right at her with a look of surprise. Yes, Eliah did make the deal with Neviah that if she told her she's the daughter of Ceon, she'll get her name, but Neviah didn't expect to be rewarded after being scolded so much. This was really a change of events and a surprise to the young Memory Rosary. She actually was dumbstruck for a moment and didn't even know how to respond till Eliah broke the silence and requested in her own way some dry clothing. Of course, she called Neviah slave girl, but Neviah didn't really pay attention to that part. She was more distracted by the fact that at first she was scolded, then she was rewarded with her name, and an acceptance to her previous invitation to warm clothing. When the realization settled, a smile grew over Neviah's face as she wiped the tears from her eyes and a small blush spread across her face.
"R-Right, Haha~"
Quickly, Neviah reached down grabbing her now blood stained white kimono top and approached the door, while also grabbing the patient file on the counter top. She opened the door and placed the file within the holder outside of the door and looked back into the room where Eliah was sitting in an odd fashion and smiled.
"F-Follow me Eliah-chan!"
Neviah then proceeded to head in the direction of her office. The dripping sounds of her wet clothing colliding with the tile floor as she walked in grace towards her office. Of course the Vice-Captain was a mess, but she was over joyed at the moment, as she had the feeling that she just made a friend in a very weird way. Of course, not many "friends" would attack one outright, or even scold the other in that fashion, but after having her only friend die recently, Neviah was in need of someone to comfort her, and this was someone who even knew her father, and didn't hate her for it! Instead of breaking Neviah down and calling her some big shot due to family reasons, Eliah spoke to her and not at her as a shadow. This really lifted Neviah's heart and she was excited to take Eliah to her office. Neviah was off in her own little world, she wasn't even paying attention to if Eliah was following her, she just kept going till she reached her office and walked in while humming a soft tune that matched her raised spirit.
What was Neviah planning for the two after she fetched them some dry and warm clothing??
Joined : 2010-07-10 Posts : 1015 Karma : -69 Age : 30 Location : Even I don't know...
Member Info Platinum Points: (0/0) Tiers:
Subject Post 13Subject: Re: The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Tue Feb 11, 2014 6:48 am
---------------------------------------
"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..." Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura 誰もの子供
---------------------------------------
As Neviah entered her office, she passed by the desk that was owned by someone who was not with them anymore. The desk on the side of her nice office belonged to Konomi, the previous 3rd seat of the 4th Division, and it even still had all the papers set and decorations from when she was last there. Neviah never touched it or moved anything in the past three weeks, as to not possibly move anything or touch anything that shouldn't be touched. It's somewhat ironic that Eliah come around the corner yelling at Neviah about acting so cheerful when in fact her friend is dead and it was like she forgot all about it. Neviah actually didn't pay any attention to mind to what Eliah had said, because if Eliah had seen Neviah's eyes, she could clearly see the sadness behind them, just from walking by her deceased friends work station. Neviah didn't want to display her appearance to Eliah, as it was bad enough the two girls were all dripping wet as is.
As Neviah approached the back of her office, there was a lovely built oak dressing cabinet located near a closet in which also housed some additional apparel, including Shinigami uniforms, Medical scrubs, operating apparel, and even dress Kimonos. Neviah wasn't interested in any of that however, as she began shifting through the clothing within the oak cabinet looking for something Eliah's size, but even more importantly, her color. Eliah had more of a bleak color tone compared to most Shinigami, where most were a natural white or peach color, or many different variations to their race in respect, Eliah was more of a gray color, and a slight blue accent. Neviah was searching for color schemes that would highlight her blue eyes, and bring off attention of her gray skin, as Neviah wanted her to look nice, as well as comfortable. "Lets see... We can try this..." said Neviah to herself as she pulled a few things from the hangers and approached Eliah. She handed her a lovely black under dress to go with the tan over coat, and a blue obi sash to tie it all together. By doing so, the black will lighten her skin tone, and the tan will distract the color, while the blue accent of the obi sash would really help lift the color in her eyes. Setting the clothing within her arms, Neviah walked past Eliah, completely ignoring anything she would say and closed the door behind them to ensure no peepers would be trying anything fishy.
"T-Try those on Eliah-chan. There are towels in the b-bathroom to your left to dry off..."
To Eliah's left there was a very standard full bathroom with shower, toilets, and sinks. The bathroom was for the Vice-Captain and 3rd Seat for they were mostly in charge of medical practice including surgeries, and things would get messy. To ensure that they could clean themselves up and have a sense of privacy, they were given their own bathing quarters. Neviah turned her back to Eliah and went to the closet and closed the door behind her and locked herself inside. From there, she proceeded to remove the wet bandages from around her torso that she wore when she practiced her Thai chi and other martial practices. She also removed her bottom half of clothing and dried herself off from a towel that she had in there drying from days prior. Shivering slightly due to being in the cold for so long, Neviah proceeded to pick out her attire. Remembering every single article of clothing in there, she was reminded of Memories of when her and Konomi would go shopping. Konomi was always the outgoing one, and would force Neviah to try on many different things, and Neviah would just quietly comply, as she loved being in her company and doing things with her friends. It was hard for Neviah to enjoy any sort of social life, but Konomi really helped bring Neviah to light that the outside world isn't always out to get her. She can peacefully go outside and enter shops and enjoy many simple things that Neviah loves outside of her exercises.
Finally finished changing, Neviah emerged from the closet hoping to see Eliah also finish changing as well. Neviah was now in a pajama style kimono that was white and very loose on her body frame. The shoulder collar was actually draped over her shoulders and allowed room for a lot of movement to Neviah allowing her to be flexible and whatnot. As she awaited Eliah to emerge from the restroom, Neviah approached her desk to see the medical forms regarding Konomi's desk still sitting there awaiting her signature. The form was her Death Certificate, since Neviah was the doctor in the room that had to sign her death. It was painfully obvious and things proceeded, but Unohana ordered that Neviah sign the paper when she is ready to cope with the fact she has passed. Instead, Neviah took the form and opened up a drawer and placed the certificate inside and closed it, so she wouldn't have to look at it. It was as if Neviah had accepted some form of denial and was happier believing that Konomi wasn't dead, just gone for a while, and that's what she wanted to believe.
Either way, Neviah then proceeded to light some candles within the room as she loved the scent of candles, and their glow of natural light. They would also help in warming the room up a little as they women were both in the cold rain, and while Eliah is unaffected by the rain and cold weather, Neviah is still prone to sickness, thus she has to remain healthy when she can. After the lighting of the candles, Neviah's right arm began to glow as she approached the office door and whispered into a fist she made with her right hand. Opening her palm, she created the purest and whitest Hells Butterfly, as it began to flap it's wings and float off into the direction of the hospital cafeteria. Neviah closed the door and placed her back against it, and let out a quiet sigh as she awaited Eliah so they can perhaps speak in regards to what she was demanding out of Neviah earlier, as well as maybe talk a little about one another to help kill this depressing atmosphere...
Joined : 2010-07-10 Posts : 1015 Karma : -69 Age : 30 Location : Even I don't know...
Member Info Platinum Points: (0/0) Tiers:
Subject Post 15Subject: Re: The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Wed Feb 12, 2014 2:36 am
---------------------------------------
"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..." Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura 誰もの子供
---------------------------------------
Neviah paid no mind to the naked female in the center of her office. Neviah was a doctor after all, and she's seen plenty of photos and information on the human anatomy and even other specialized species that would sometimes inhabit the Gotei. Neviah's mind was elsewhere as the woman changed into the clothing provided for her and Neviah just relaxed really, calming herself down and getting her mind away from the fact Konomi was no longer there, and that the risk of illness from Eliah or herself would be lowered now. When Eliah spoke to Neviah regarding the butterfly, Neviah at first was surprised she noticed her sending that out, but when Eliah blamed Neviah for sending some sort of do not disturb message, and calling Neviah a perv, Neviah's face suddenly became redder than a beet as she began to waver her arms back and forth frantically, trying to get the notion of misconception out of her head. Neviah is a Rosary of Purity, and she reflects the Soul. Her egos are Purity and Malice, the light and dark side of ones soul that is either good, or is corrupted, and Neviah would never dare to think of anything sexually like so. Instead it only made her uncomfortable and scared if anything.
"Y-y-y-y-y-you got t-t-the wro-ong i-idea Eliah-chan! I-I was asking f-for some h-hot tea and b-broth!!"
Neviah calmed herself, face still redder than anything as she tried to explain the motive behind her actions.
"O-our skin is d-dry now, b-but our insides a-are still prone t-to illness. W-We must t-treat the soul to prevent a-anything like that... B-Besides, I-I am your host a-and should provide f-for my guest!"
Neviah approached her desk as when she was done explaining herself, Eliah did something that no one has ever done to Neviah, and that was bow like so. Neviah was always the proper and polite one, and she would always bow to everyone, even lower ranking individuals to show her kindness, but on one would ever bow back to her, and this was something that really surprised her. Eliah then went on to ask Neviah that she give her the training her Father had given her, and it was surprising really. Neviah never considered herself a good teacher, while her Father on the other hand, has taught some of the strongest beings in the Living Realm, and in the Gotei. He was someone that was influential and made impact, where as Neviah had only done a few things, if anything for the Gotei. She has never considered herself a teacher of any kind, just a mentor for anyone that needed help or assistance, but the way Eliah was asking really put Neviah in a tight spot. While she didn't feel qualified, she didn't want to turn her down from such a humble request. Something changed in Neviah however, as when Eliah looked up with a sorrow filled expression, Neviah looked into her eyes, and it was as if Neviah could see her memories. A time of pain for Eliah, where her soul was once pure, but it was robbed from her, and taken, hurting her very much. Neviah's eyes began to glow slightly in the fact that Eliah had purity within her, and it reflected to Neviah, speaking volumes to her...
"Y-Your purity... It was taken from you..."
Said Neviah in a soft whisper. Due to that, Neviah felt empowered a bit, as the purity that remained within Eliah reflected into Neviah's heart and she knew that she could not turn down Eliah's request. Whether she is successful or not, Neviah will try to pass her knowledge onto Eliah the best she can. Neviah just let out a soft sigh as she went into the bathroom to fetch something. Coming from the bathroom, Neviah was holding a brush in one hand as she went to grab her chair behind her desk. On the right side of the room there was a small table for tea and whatnot, as well as cushions for guests to sit on while conversing either business matters or even a casual break for tea. Neviah set her chair behind one of the cushions and sat on it looking towards Eliah with a bit of a serious look in her face.
"P-Please sit Eliah-chan. There are things we must discuss..."
If Eliah sat down, Neviah was going to position herself behind Eliah and begin gently brushing her hair while deep in thought. Neviah was going to indeed teach Eliah what her Father had taught her, but there was some things she had to discuss with Eliah. Fact was, her Father Ceon was a Ninja type of fighter who knew all the types of Martial Arts. He used what he was best with in regards to quick and precise strikes, where Neviah was a Monk. She used Strength and Focus aligned with speed for powerful hits, and a solid defense that also kept balance with Damage and Healing. Neviah had to discuss with Eliah which format of combat does she prefer, because if she wished for the art of the Monk, Eliah would need to begin focus with her soul. If she chose the art of the Ninja, she would need to design a balance within her to become one with her surroundings. To Neviah, Martial Arts were not simply punches and kicks, but an art form that displayed ones soul to it's extent. Neviah is able to become one with her surroundings and use Ninja techniques, but her greatest strength is in her balance and soul to flow with her body and perform outstanding abilities.
"What does y-your soul tell you Eliah-chan? Do you see a world with Balance, where you wish to create and restore balance? Or do you see a world with you as a part of it? Where you blend with your environment and use it to your advantage?"
Depending on the answer Eliah provides, Neviah will know which art is best for her, and will teach her all she knows in the respected art...
Joined : 2010-07-10 Posts : 1015 Karma : -69 Age : 30 Location : Even I don't know...
Member Info Platinum Points: (0/0) Tiers:
Subject Post 17Subject: Re: The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Thu Feb 13, 2014 12:42 am
---------------------------------------
"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..." Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura 誰もの子供
---------------------------------------
Neviah brushed the black hair softly as to ensure she doesn't cause distraction or pain to Eliah. A smile was on Neviah's face as she heard Eliah call her "Nev" a small nickname to her from someone she already considered a friend, and it was touching to Neviah, Neviah almost wanted to give her a big hug as thanks for calling her that, but Neviah was more in tune to await the answer of Eliah regarding the question she presented to her. Was she going to be like her, and have something to contribute to balance, or was she going to be like her Father and strive towards killing blows? Either way, Neviah just continued to brush quietly, paying attention to each strand of hair on her head to ensure she was not being too rough. She grabbed a hand full at a time, and gracefully ran the comb through, only tugging softly on any sort of knots she'd get caught up in, but her hair was not that bad honestly. Eliah might call it damaged, but the rain outside really helped in wetting it so that way the comb would have an easier time gliding through. Either way, Neviah continued as she listened to Eliah finally present her answer.
Neviah listened to each word as she started at saying she never really listened to her soul. Instead, she started to bounce off other key elements of her being which included her gut, heart, and mind. All were key components to the Martial Arts, but each one uses them all differently depending on which art you go through. True, Neviah knows almost all the arts between the Dark Arts, the Monk Arts, to Assault Arts, and Defensive Arts, but Neviah specialized in Monk Arts and Dark Arts by her Father. Those were the two she was most proficient in, and she was confident in her skills regarding the Arts. From the way Eliah was explaining herself, it sounded as if she was more impulsive and followed the paths before her instead of making her own. She takes action and moves first, thinks second, and that would usually be under the Assault Arts, but Eliah was a bit different in that she wasn't nearly as out going as most who inhabit the Assault Art, and instead was more precise and liked to elaborate on her actions before her strike. It played perfectly, especially when Eliah stated that she liked to use her surroundings. She also stated that all her abilities will revolve around the weapon at hand. That is true, because while Neviah has her Shikai and Bankai, both revolve around the Dark Arts, but she uses them under skills from the Monk Arts as her Zanpaktou represents the Soul and it's overall Balance. Neviah's Father's shikai also works around the Dark Arts, and his Bankai is more under the Assault Arts, but he still uses Dark Arts for his Bankai. Neviah needed to be 100% sure which would fit Eliah just right...
"I'm conflicted on which art is best r-right now for you. You seem to rely on one element more t-than another..."
Neviah didn't know how to find out which Art was best for Eliah, as she had a hunch, but she had to be sure. She continued to brush Eliah's hair softly while contemplating how to find out which would work best for the female. Neviah's Father just taught her everything, but when Neviah was old enough, she ended up just taking hold of it herself and jumping into her own Art once she was able. Neviah learned through time that the user does not define the Art, but the Art defines the user. Neviah kept thinking to herself on how to find out, when a thought occurred to her. What if she was to directly touch Eliah's soul and reflect what she could feel? Perhaps that would be best as it would allow her to determine which Art will reflect her soul, because all Arts use Mind, Body, and Soul in respect, but the Soul is what determines what fits.
"O-One second Eliah-chan..."
Neviah stood up from her chair and approached her desk where sitting on the desk was her pure glass Wakizashi Zanpaktou. The Wakizashi was the home of Serenity and Insidious, two spirits in one blade that reflect the soul, and Neviah was very proficient with her weapon. She gracefully picked up the blade and held it in her hands as if she was going to present it to someone as a reward, but instead approached Eliah and sat in front of her on the cushion to her right. As Neviah sat down, she closed her eyes and softly spoke to the blade, as if she was communicating with the Spirits of the weapon. She was muttering under her breath to the hosts of the blade Serenity, asking if she may borrow her power to see what is in the soul of her friend, and feel what her heart is. She wanted to know, as that way she will be able to correctly guess what is best for her in regards to which Art she can reflect. Not a moment too soon, the blade began to glow a heavenly white glow, as it transformed from a glass Wakizashi, into a long chain that was black and shimmered of diamonds. On one end of the chain was a fan made of white feathers and on the other was an umbrella. Neviah placed the chain down, as the fan and umbrella touched the ground too, and Neviah's eyes were still closed.
"D-do not fret for what I am about to do..."
Without a second of warning to allow Eliah to react, Neviah's right art shot right through Eliah, into her torso. Neviah's eyes were still closed, but her hand was within Eliah, but she would not feel pain. Instead, she'd feel a warm sensation enter her body as around Neviah's hand was a pure glowing light of white, because Neviah was not physically touching her body, but instead bypassed the body and was now touching Eliah's soul directly. Neviah's hand was warm, and very gentle to the touch as she gently caressed Eliah's soul. It was cold, and frigid to the touch. It cooled Neviah's hand off, as her calm expression would not say, but it slightly burned her finger tips. She gently inspected her Soul all the way around, front to back, top to bottom. She could feel it had sharp edges and reflected something of pain and intolerance, but that must be due to what Neviah was able to see within her eyes not too long ago because of her Purity being stolen from her. Not only that, but Eliah's soul was still chained, and it was chained to a spirit of some sort that would most likely be the Zanpaktou that she has. The chain was also very cold, if not colder than Eliah's soul alone. This all makes sense from Eliah explaining that she flows with the ice and snow, and that she becomes one with her elements.
A smile was on Neviah's face, as after 30 seconds of investigation, she pulled her hand from Eliah and her Shikai reverted back to just the pure glass Wakizashi it was before. Neviah's hand stopped glowing as she finally opened her eyes, and her light tan eyes glowed softly while looking at Eliah. Eliah should be fine, as there is no scar or wound from where Neviah had entered her body, but Neviah smiled as she was very skilled when it came to her contact with the soul. She's done this many times before to measure safety of the individual, but very few times has she done it to investigate who someone really was.
The reason behind Neviah's smile was because she knew what Art would shape Eliah. Neviah in the past, performed a Soul Touch on her own Father, Ceon Clixx-Kimura. She felt his soul and that it was shocking to the touch. It was as if it was electrified, but the more shocking thing was that her Father's soul was not real. It was fake, and what really spoke volume to Neviah was that her Father's fake soul was cut in two. It represented the fact that her Father took a blade through the heart, and that was what killed him before he became the Rosary being he was. The shocking touch, the cut in two, and the fact it was fake told Neviah that her Father picked up the Dark Arts because of his element of surprise, pain, and endurance. Eliah was the same, in that she had pain, endurance, and determination. She would be like her father and reflect well upon the Dark Arts, and she will be skilled in using them to her advantages.
"I know which art will reflect your soul, Eliah-chan... You will be a purveyor of the Dark Arts, exactly like my Father..."
Standing up, Neviah went back to her chair, positioned behind Eliah with a smile as she picked the comb back up and began to get back to work on the snow girls head. Of course, they cannot begin all the punches, kicks, and whatnot right away, as all Arts require a deep sense of meditation before you begin to pick up the brush. Neviah first had to teach Eliah to read her soul and become one with her surroundings. Everything works from a flow of the body, mind, and soul, and this was going to be Neviah's first teaching to Eliah.
Joined : 2010-07-10 Posts : 1015 Karma : -69 Age : 30 Location : Even I don't know...
Member Info Platinum Points: (0/0) Tiers:
Subject Post 19Subject: Re: The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Sat Feb 22, 2014 12:54 am
---------------------------------------
"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..." Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura 誰もの子供
---------------------------------------
After Neviah sat back down, running the comb through Eliah's hair, she could hear the excitement begin to run through Eliah's voice. While the tone of her voice might be seen as something a six year old might sound like on Christmas morning, the message behind her words ended up hurting Neviah a little. When she asked what the Dark Arts exactly where, she wanted to know if they would build ulterior motives behind her actions and thus label her a traitor like Neviah's Father. Neviah, never one second in her life, ever believed her Father a traitor. While he did abandon his position as 0 Division General, he did perform so many positive things for the Gotei in a whole and Neviah loved her Father so much, she wouldn't dare label him something like that. The thought of others believing he was a bad person only hurt Neviah really, and caused her to become upset that others would believe him a bad person. This troubled Neviah in that her pace of moving the comb was slowed as she began to think on her own due to this opinion stated by Eliah.
She was broken from her state of concentration however when Eliah turned from her position, grabbing onto Neviah's wrists and pulling her close so that their faces were close and eyes looking into one another. Neviah had never really been this close to anyone before, so it was a tad uncomfortable, but the look of joy within Eliah's eyes, and her sense of purity and innocence over the subject matter only started to reflect in Neviah, as she could feel warmth and a kind sensation from Eliah at this point. It made Neviah's heart beat with joy as to feel this sensation come from another who was hurt in the past so much, and the fact she was showing this sense of purity made Neviah happy. When Eliah asked if Neviah was going to help, Neviah couldn't help but smile. What Neviah didn't expect happened next however, as Eliah pulled Neviah close, and embraced her in a hug from her arms around her beck. From this position, Neviah's Memories started to fluctuate. She remembered her first best friend Konomi and the first hug they shared, as within Neviah's view of where they embraced, Neviah could see the dusty desk of her fallen friend. The moments they shared as best friends, constantly helping others and doing each others nails, and having fun was something Neviah could never forget. She was such a good friend, and Neviah didn't want to feel like she was replacing that which was lost.
As Eliah swayed back and forth in their embrace, Neviah continued to question what she was doing. Was she being so nice because that's just who she is, or because of the fact she felt so broken and lonely without Konomi she had to replace her to get that feeling back? The thoughts of replacing her deceased friend only hurt her heart, making the broken organ only beat slowly in pain, from the sting of the thoughts of replacing her dear friend, to the thoughts of her Father really being a traitor. It made Neviah feel worthless as she lifelessly swayed back and forth in the embrace by Eliah with no resistance at all. Before any tears came to Neviah's eyes however, Eliah stopped the hug and very quickly turned and sat back into her previous position. Snapping her fingers and demanding that Neviah continue combing her hair, it was just enough to pull Neviah from her moment of anguish. Without questioning her actions, Neviah took another flock of Eliah's hair and continued to brush it in silence, wondering what just happened. Was she really happy for getting a new friend and helping them? Or was she sad for having the feeling of replacing her best friend who died, and curious of her Father is really a traitor...
Deciding to go ahead and answer the questions Eliah had stated before, Neviah decided to go ahead and leave no question unanswered.
"I-I will teach you the Dark Arts E-Eliah-chan. That was the first Martial Art I e-ever learned actually. The Dark Arts are a-actually known as Ninja Tactics. T-They focus on quick powerful strikes, b-but lack in defense as they focus more on e-evasion and reaction. W-We will start after w-we establish the basics though..."
Neviah continued to not miss a single strand of Eliah's hair, removing ever knot, and aiding in her beautiful onyx hair gain a shimmering glow and flow of grace. She didn't know what sort of reaction to expect from Eliah now, but Neviah was honest with her in that the basics must be taught. When Neviah felt the soul of Eliah, it was indeed cold, but it was unrefined. Eliah needed to establish a mode of focus, and learn to align her soul with her surroundings and mind, allowing her body to react with the signals sent from her core. Maybe a demonstrations is in order? Instead, Neviah wanted to ask Eliah something. Neviah wanted to ask if she was right or wrong in this situation really. Was she replacing her Best Friend Konomi in desperate action to fill the void in her heart? Or was she really doing the right thing by helping her? She desperately wanted to know what was right and wrong with all this...
"E-Eliah-chan... May I ask you s-something...? D... Do you--"
Before Neviah could finish her question, a knock came at the door. That was most likely the tea and broth that Neviah had requested not too long ago finally making it's way to her office. Standing up, Neviah approached the door and opened it slowly to see a lovely young lady before the door with a smile on her face. It was one of Neviah's aides bringing her the requested items. Neviah was appointed medical aides by Unohana to assist her with her daily actions and duties, and due to her fear of men, her aides would perform any needed actions with males if required. "Here is your tea Miss Neviah-Fuku Taichou!" said the young lady in joy to have aided her Vice-Captain. With a kind bow and smile on her face, Neviah took the tray and closed the door behind her, and came back into the room to remember she once again dodged her question. A look of question was smeared over Neviah's face as she wasn't so sure about what to do. Should she still ask Eliah, or should she meditate on it later, and maybe bring it up to Unohana? Unohana was Neviah's Captain and Foster Mother who was full of wisdom. Perhaps she would be better to ask in this case.
Smiling now, Neviah had an idea...
"This is the Dark Arts, E-Eliah-chan..."
Closing her eyes, Neviah focused for a moment, and smiling sweetly while holding the tray of two glasses full of tea, and two with chicken broth on her right hand. Her left hand made an odd hand gesture as two fingers were straight, and the remaining fingers stayed closed in a fist. Neviah's soul began to reflect her environment, being surrounded in an office area with books, candles, and windows about 14 feet up to the outside. Now to the untrained eye, it would suddenly appear as though Neviah had disappeared in the blink of an eye, to not be seen, and the tray of tea and broth to be left on the desk of the former 3rd seat Konomi Osaka. Eliah might be confused and wonder where the hell Neviah had gone, as Neviah's reitsu was completely masked and untraceable, and she just straight vanished; however, one with the trained eye, would notice that Neviah was now standing on the ceiling, her hair flowing downward due to gravity, yet her clothing looked as if the gravity was from the ceiling. Neviah opened her eyes, looking up at Eliah on the ground by the table, waiting for her reaction, not making a sound, curious if she'll find her and how long it'll take...