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Subject Post 1Subject: of Fire and Ice [Hero Quest] Tue Mar 08, 2016 6:33 pm
A frosted breath was the only sign of life. Takiya paused, a lone figure among a field of bright white snow. It really was cold. A mountain of Snowy Solitude. Why was he here? His black topped head turned, his blue eyes looking back at the flops of footprints he had made. Yes that was why. He faced forward once again and began to walk to the mountains summit. Ontop this mountain was home to one of the strongest souls alive. Or so at least the legends had said.
How strong he was Takiya did not know but there was no doubt he was much stronger than Takiya. A margin that he could not materialize in his head and right now Takiya needed some of that power. Why? Because he had people he needed to protect. The recent war had taken many from Seireitei. Did he blame himself for their deaths? No, their blood was not on his hands. But he could have been stronger and prevented their deaths.
[Gonna keep this short until it starts]
Takiya was dressed in his usual black Gi and Hakama, to keep the cold out a thick white cloak had been donned. His Zanpakutō was kept in his left hand, ready at all times. However the only missing item was his Lieutenants badge. He was here as Serizawa Genji. To be humbled, to learn and to rise again.
Subject Post 3Subject: Re: of Fire and Ice [Hero Quest] Wed Mar 09, 2016 5:05 am
Reflexes only took you so far. Reacting late, early or at the exact time when the body picked it up. However Takiya hadn't even noticed the woman cross the gap. At first his mind questioning his eyes, what would a child be doing up so far up in the cold mountains? The fact that the so called legend he sought after was in fact a woman, had yet to cross his mind. One moment there had been the slender figure but the next there had been a blast of cold air and then and there, a child had stood in front of him. It was a few ticks late for him to react even on the late end. Instead he chose to accept it, standing still upon the kingdom of snow. In the back of his mind his body had been already cut in two as his dull blue eyes had not even registered his mortal fate. 'I would have died....'
His dull eyes, they always had this faded appearance to them. As if the man was blind or disinterested in everything that was in front of him. But these eyes saw the Blue eyes in front of him, it was filled with joy and hints of mischief. A fairy stood in front of him, finding joy in the company of others and ready to fulfil the wildest dreams of any determined soul. Yet this fairy was but a petite child, small in stature and bright of heart. There would be a laughter unheard by the Angel of Ice. A pitiful one that echoed in the inner sanctum of Genji. Why were all these beasts children? or at least child like in their appearance. 500 years he had lived yet his powers were foreshadowed by souls that had yet reached half his age. How weak he was, how false his determination was.
Blaming his birthright would be but an excuse. They were born with the natural talent or family that could support it. No, he would not subject himself to any form of cowardly self assurance. Each and everyone of those "children" had more experience and more blood on their hands. He would take away their hard work and endless hours just to make himself feel more than what he was. He needed...
" I Seek strength. Enough to save one more than needed."
When he had been younger, Takiya had young pups. They would always bicker with one another to see which of the three was strongest. They were evenly matched and each day would be a field of battle for them. Barking, biting, running about. One day an older bigger dog had entered the fray. With a single growl and bark he had settled the dispute, he was the strongest and the pups no longer fought each other.
"I will be in your care, Iramasha-sama."
Pride? There was no such thing as a minor noble family long forgotten. Takiya bowed in greeting. The winds swirled around him as flakes of snow began to pile on his travelling cloak. He would walk down this mountain stronger.
Subject Post 5Subject: Re: of Fire and Ice [Hero Quest] Fri Mar 11, 2016 8:33 pm
The place was strange and so was the encounter. As stories go, the witch lived on the coldest mountains. Yet Serizawa stood his ground his hands relaxed. It would be a lie of Genji did not have second thoughts. Not about his resolution to become stronger but the woman who stood in front of him. Yet another part of him urged to him to ignore it, her name was not his own. What he got from her would be his own and how he used it would be up to him. But where was the limit? Do you sign a contract with the devil himself if it meant it was for the greater good?
"Is that your true cause, Takiya? If so, would you allow your heart to be open to mine so that I may see the type of hero you are?"
Hero? No he was no hero, nor did he wish to become one. He wasn't in it for the praise or the look of admiration from those he saved. If it had been for fame and glory he would have chosen a different career path. He would have joined the 1st division or at least the combat division. If it was for the immortality of being remembered he would have accepted the transfer request. It wasn't for any of those reasons. Genji undid his cloak, letting the white fabric fall onto the snow behind him with a thud. The cold winds quickly invaded him, devouring the heat he had built up underneath the cloak. The Winter embrace would see him for who he was.
"I would like to know what kind of person you are as well."
He would not sign a contract with the devil. At least until he knew it was no devil. He would let these emotions be visible to the Ice Priestess. A vow of sorts was not something to be taken lightly. There he stood, bare in his black Gi and Hakama, his Zanpakutō strapped to his left. He would not enjoy the invasion of his mind and soul but if it meant that he wouldn't see another one of his own come home in a box? That was enough.