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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Wed Jul 27, 2016 9:57 pm




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Kamui was taking the momentary opportunity to lie down before he was forced, thankfully, to take off again. Kamui had been given temporary lodging in the Eleventh Division barracks and it was about as comfortable as you'd imagine. With their reputation, you would expect their barracks to be rather spartan in nature and that truth persisted. Kamui was given a hard bed and empty walls off in the corner of the barracks, a fact he was considerably grumpy about. It was a pretty consistent source of agitation that whenever his mother sent him somewhere he ended up caught serving some strange human paramilitary organization, cleaning up after marauding bands of rebels or, now, sleeping on a hard as a rock mattress after a day of trying to teach nuance to a band of muscleheaded shinigami. This trip was useful for something at least, his previous presumption about Shinigami turned out to be fairly accurate, they weren't an especially interesting people and he doubted that they would have any especially prominent role in the days to come. They were linear, limited, and not to mention way to self-important. The fact that most of them responded to Kamui's words with scorn was evidence of that. Well...most of the. Kamui's mind lingered back to the one student, the one that mattered.

She was interesting. It was rare to see such a concentrated form of ability, potential, genetics and attitude in one package. She was intelligent, but not too intelligent, strong but not too brash, impulsive but not compulsive, and she had all the genetic advantages to make up for her relatively lacking racial affinity. A soft contented sigh radiated through the room as Kamui mulled over just what kind of warrior he could have made her if only she was born a Sugiura. Then again, he wasn't even sure he actually introduced himself to her properly. She didn't even really know what he was, did she? Well, that probably carried more advantages to it than disadvantages. The fewer people in Seireitei who could place the member of the Sugiuran Royalty there, the better. He only wanted the networked and informed to know he was there, he didn't need any more attention than that.

The man rolled his head back to look up at the equally barren ceiling. It was a shame really, little Yuki was interesting and it was almost worth it to kidnap her just to see how her story would unfold, but Kamui was still on a clock to a degree. He could not afford to spend too much time looking after another tag along, he already had enough to worry about with the cadre of little followers he had now. They got a bit unwieldy at times, keeping track of Sasha, Shi, Blank, and potentially Thea was rather daunting in and of itself, and they at least all served a specific purpose. He wasn't sure what he'd be able to use Yuki for even if he did take her and it wasn't right to try and rip her away from this place to serve little purpose past sating Kamui's curiosity. Not because he was especially worried about her well being, no, Kamui was far too ego-centric to actually empathize with someone, but abducting a Shinigami, even a lesser one, was going to draw undue attention to himself, especially since he had made a very, very public show about his presence in Seireitei. Regrettably, it wasn't much of an option at the moment.

Kamui reached over to the small end table and grabbed the small piece of paper that he had spent the most time with during his stay here in Soul Society. It was a more complicated seal and one he had not drawn with any frequency. He'd finish the circle with a small flourish before adding the tiny details around the inner ring before giving the creation another once over. The outside was two woven lines, encircling around the perimeters with three thirty degree lines sprouting from the center of each quadrant before weaving in together. Inbetween the lines contained words in sanskrit, a faint glove escaping them as Kamui ran his fingers over the parchment and a soft smile escaping him in response. Kamui reached down below his rocky bed and placed the paper against the frame of the bed, the paper latching on and clinging to the wood as Kamui swung his legs over the side of the bed.

He reached the travel bag that he had brought with him and finished collecting his effects, storing the various effects he had brought with him honestly in an attempt to seem like he had, in fact, needed something at all. His capacity for indiscriminate travel did not really need to be common knowledge. Slinging the bag over his shoulder, Kamui turned toward the door. He needed to be seen leaving, that was important as well. He needed Soul Society officials to have distinct time stamps for his arrival and departure if this was going to work out. While he was here, the first attacks needed to be happening, he needed some form of alibi, and being in Soul Society under observation was the perfect one. He was almost out of there, just a little, itsy, bitsy, further.



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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Wed Jul 27, 2016 10:48 pm

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I really should just have these things delivered, but then that would be rude, wouldn’t it? Some poor fresh recruit would be forced to run away on delivery duty. Nobody joins the combat unit to do such things.

Collecting new uniforms had nearly become a weekly occurrence for the young pup due to the frequency with which they were ruined. She had never been a very evasive fighter, instead relying upon her sheer durability to pull her through the tough battles, and unfortunately this meant that she lost a uniform at least once a week. It was a good thing then that she did not spend her salary on very many things.

At least whoever is being commissioned to make these must certainly be very wealthy. Would be angry with me because I ruin so many clothes, or happy with me because I secure so many sales? I do wonder.

Yesterday she had managed to relax following the suddenly training session in the morning. She had ventured home, changed, wandered out to the market, purchased some delicious goodies, and then she’d returned home again. Initially she was planning on taking a bath right away, but she was so eager to continue the training that she’d right into it! Of course she did this naked, but she had her own little home to keep prying eyes away. Besides, it meant she could practice with more of her body at once! Following the working out she’d enjoyed a little dinner before relaxing for at least two hours within a warm, bubbly bath. In fact yesterday she was also supposed to collect her uniforms, as that would leave today for more patrolling, but it had completely slipped her mind. Now she had to deal with a second day of relaxation.

What a great day. I wonder where he is staying. Sereitei has inns, right? Does he pay for them, or do we? How does that even work? Although I never did ask him where he was from. He must be really special if we are calling him in for assistance with training. What am I even saying? Of course he is special. He is a genius! I wonder where he is now. Was he just commissioned for one day? If so then I got really, really lucky.

Nearing the eleventh division barracks exit Yuki rounded a corner. Suddenly she was face to face with yesterday’s instructor, having been too caught up within her own thoughts to even detect his presence! Her movements were halted and she couldn’t help but to stare at him silently for a few moments, awkwardly clutching a large satchel to the front of her body. Eventually she managed to snap out of her moment of surprise and lowered her body forward into a respectful bow.

“Hello again.”

Wait. Has he been staying here? That is a shame. If I had known he needed a place then I would have invited him to mine. At least then he could have enjoyed some comfort. Oh well. Not that it can be helped now.

Awkwardly she stood in place, silently staring up at the man from behind the pile of wrapped up uniforms, tail stuck out behind her in order to assist her with balance. She was never very good at socializing, especially with someone she considered superior to herself, clearly evident now in her current situation.

What should I say? Okay, think Yuki. What is a good opener? Is that what they are called? Focus! Alright. Just say something I guess. Anything, as long as it isn’t awkward.

“Are you leaving?”

Of course he is leaving! He has his things! He is headed for the door! He probably has important things to do, and now you are keeping him from doing them! Great job Yuki.

Her gaze drifted aside for the moment, mind running through various thoughts, mostly scorn at her own awkward behavior. Of course her ears showed this as they each drooped slightly to the side, her tail halting its movements entirely, although it still remained poised for balancing.



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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 12:56 am




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Speak of the...Kamui halted as his path was suddenly blocked off by the cute form he was thinking of just moments prior. Actually running in to her again was not something he was expecting to have happen and in a lot of ways, he was conflicted over whether or not he was actually happy with the occurrence. On one hand, he was excited to see her again. She was one of two people he actually found interesting since coming here. On the other hand, he needed to leave and expediently at that. Running in to little Yuki was the opposite of that. He was on a clock, he needed to get going, he had at least three other sites to survey before news of the first attack became common knowledge and he still needed to be on call for the next "species building" task he was assigned by The Queen, so he did, indeed, have quite the busy schedule. Though, weighing the two together, he supposed he was content with seeing her once more, if only to witness what she did next.

It was rather hilarious just how different Yuki was from one situation tot he next. During the training seminar, she was resolute, confident, determined and ready to headbutt any challenge that came near her in to submission. Now, that they were both standing in a hallway and the only obstacle was saying a few words, she looked like she had completely met her match. Kamui would stay still, patiently, as Yuki desperately tried to find the words that she wanted to say. Naturally, the words she did say were obvious and pretty silly, of course he was leaving, she wasn't blind, she could see the bag. It would seem she even realized what she was saying was silly because the second she said it, she immediately looked away in what almost seemed like shame. Thankfully for her, even Kamui had a shred of mercy in him.

The cloth string of his bag slowly slipped through his fingers and fell from his shoulders and in the time that it took for that bag to hit the floor, Kamui had sprung in to action. Snapping forward, being sure to give her enough room to drop her new batch of uniforms, Kamui placed his left foot just outside her right, leaving his right foot back as his right palm shot forward, aiming to deliver a soft strike to the girl's chin before recoiling, like a pulley system, as his left palm shot forward to give her a gentle strike on her rib cage. Both strikes were slow enough that she could react to them, but also quick enough to register to her as a threat.

She was not good at social situations and was infinitely better in practical, combat oriented ones. If they were going to talk, Kamui would put her in a situation that she would be more comfortable with and besides, the man wanted to see just how much she had taken his earlier lessons to heart. Finding out that she wasn't going to just be a flash in the pan success was a pretty useful bit of information, if only to further affirm whether or not the potential Kamui saw in her was real or not. That, and he was always going to look for whatever excuse he could to be in close proximity to a beautiful woman.

"Yes, I'm leaving, I have a few ventures in the human world I still need to tend to. One of the few still functioning Shaolin Outposts requested my presence and I have a few different people I need to check up on."

Of course, there were quite a few omissions in that testimony and outside of the temple, a lot of checking up on people involved killing them or, in Shadowfall's case, spending a lot of time exchanging questionable content with their psychotic Queen, but Yuki didn't really need to know that, now did she? Kamui pushed off that front foot and hopped backward slightly, breaking physical contact with her for the first time. He would have to see how adept she had gotten at feeling people's movements through space when she wasn't making physical contact with them. Kamui pulled his right hand back to his hip as he launched himself backward, snapping it forward once he landed and sending a small burst of concussive energy, like a small gust of wind, straight for Yuki's abdomen. It was not enough to cause any serious damage if it hit, especially not to someone as especially durable as Yuki, but it would effectively relieve her of her balance and put her on her ass should she not be able to avoid him. Kamui landed with an almost silent step on to his back leg as he assessed her performance in their little impromptu test.



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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 1:55 pm

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Yuki managed to detect a faint change within the air, or rather the slightest change within Kamui’s scent, although she could not completely place it. Her ears lifted upwards. She could hear the bag slipping from the man’s grasp. But she did not immediately pick out what these things meant. While she had started to further hone her senses she had not yet had the time to master the intricacies, to memorize all the nuanced shifts in her environment or to pair those changes with their results.

Kamui’s bag was dropped, and initially Yuki was worried about it. Within the next second he’d taken a step inwards, thrusting one palm in her direction. Only now did she understand what was happening, and despite his intentional decrease in speed the young Shinigami barely had enough time to parry his initial strike, dropping the bundles of clothes in order to press her left arm in along his striking limb, diverting its direction just enough so that it would pass by her head. A second strike soon followed suite, Yuki’s free hand directed inwards in an attempt to catch the palm, to strike it with her own as if they were playing a game of patty cake.

He really is leaving. At least I wasn’t wrong! Still, it would have been nice to train some more under him. Kind of like what I am doing right now.

“Do you need any assistance? Or would you like some?”

Wait, did I really just ask that? How rude! Why would he need my assistance? He is way beyond my skill.

Her instructor pushed back, creating distance between them both. Yuki focused all of her attention upon him, relaxing her mind as best she could despite her growing aggression in order to detect whatever changes might come. Once more she noticed that his scent had changed, at least by the tiniest amount, right before his right hand shifted backwards. At this point the pressure within the air also seemed to change, and given their distance she could manage at least some guess as to what would happen next.

Immediately Yuki went into a spin, a quarter of the way into it just as Kamui unleashed a small condensed burst of energy, which had been aimed for her abdomen. Instead it would impact against her tail, which she swung into it like a giant mace with the aim of dispersing it before it could collide with the rest of her body. Of course her tail was heavily used to retain balance, and quite a bit of force was suddenly exerting itself against the appendage, so Yuki did find herself stumbling slightly while she completed the spin, bumping back against the wall that had been behind her.

Is that all, or are we going to continue? I should probably be ready regardless.

Quickly Yuki’s hands lifted up, palms facing out towards the man in preparation for any follow up strikes that might occur. Her legs also shifted out slightly to each side, tail sliding around her right to act as a third striking limb as it did not have enough room to spread back.



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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 4:31 pm




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"How would you assist me?"

Kamui could think of a couple ways for her to answer that question, but Yuki wasn't really sure how to handle someone softly grazing her palm...he doubtedly she'd have any idea how to even process the thoughts that swam through Kamui's notoriously depraved mind. The few ways that Kamui could think of that WEREN'T things he couldn't repeat in front of nuns or men of the cloth, he wouldn't have a long period of use for her. He had a good grasp on who she was as a person, and she would never engage in Kamui's genuine mission. Yuki would never be party to the havoc Kamui would soon wreak upon the world, the discord he would spread throughout their multi-verse, the damage he would cause to the very fabric of the world, nor the state he would leave it in afterward. The problem past that was...Kamui wasn't really sure he wanted to involve her in that. Maybe Kamui was going soft, before his assignment with the Vanguard, Kamui couldn't imagine actually caring about anyone short of a tool. That mentality hadn't actually changed, but he was finding that he was getting attached to some of those tools, it was quite the conundrum.

However, the second Yuki managed to orient herself, she would have found Kamui was already before her. As she attempted to spin around Kamui's energy projection, Kamui had pushed off his left foot and shot forward, closing the distance between them using a Geppo, the Human version of a Shunpo, and closed the distance between them extraordinarily quickly, for just a moment showcasing some of the speed he was truly capable of. After closing the distance, Kamui would attempt to grab a hold of her left wrist. Once held, Kamui would put pressure on the wrist joint, something that Yuki would feel up the entirety of her arm as Kamui shifted his weight, swinging his leg behind his opponent's while simultaneously pushing the locked wrist up and back, looking to trip and throw her on to her back.

Following that, Kamui would fall with her, crashing down on her form just above her waist, Kamui taking special attention to not squish that lovely little tail under his weight as he used his hips to pin her to the ground. Kamui shifted his knees on to her arms, attempting to keep them from moving as his fingers released her wrist. Kamui's other hand, extended above his head, fingers outstretched, before they were swung down in a distinct chopping motion, hurtling straight for little Yuki's throat. He wasn't holding back any speed on this one, no longer consciously preventing himself from easing her in to the motions, if that strike hit...it would kill her.

Thankfully it did not hit. Kamui stopped his hand a few inches from her throat, the sheer pressure from his strike would blow past her, ruffling through her hair and ears like she was being dried off by a particularly angry blow drier. The look of severity on Kamui's face slowly shifted to the familiar, playful grin as he moved that hand up the length of her cheek, his fingers brushing along them before they rested softly on her now windswept hair, his fingers tucking gently behind her wolfish ear and giving her a gentle little scratch. He had no idea if this would have the same effect it would on the creature whose genes she clearly shared to some extent, which typically based on his experience with the creatures involved a strange combination of euphoria and spasms. He wasn't sure if that was something she was bothered by or not as well, but he had been staring at those ears for a solid day now and he was not going to miss out on the chance to find out just what would happen.

"I like you Yuki, you have a lot of potential and you're very cute. Don't get yourself killed, alright?"

Kamui scratched behind her ears for a few more moments before rolling off of her, setting down beside her so she could get herself up off the ground. He gave a fleeting glance at his bag, now a little out of reach, with a soft sigh as he leaned over to grab the small strap, dragging the bag back to the spot next to him. Kamui propped the bag up next to him, a soft smile as he turned back to Yuki.

"Did you have something in mind?"



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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 5:24 pm

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Huh. Good question. How would I be able to assist him? Anything I could do he could probably do better. Oh! Um, here he comes!

Right as she’d finished her spin Kamui had moved in towards her, reaching her right as she finished setting up into her Hakuda stance. His speed was such that he just appeared in front of her. It was quite the surprise, causing her eye to widen somewhat in amazement, but there would be no time for her to admire his talents. One of his hands gripped upon her left wrist before she even had a chance to move any part of her body, pressure exerting itself enough to cause pain to fly up her arm. Of course this was not much of an issue for her. Pain she could deal with. But his strength? She wasn’t on par with that and found herself unable to resist the movements she was placed into.

With one of Kamui’s legs shifting between her own and the grappled wrist pushed upwards Yuki found herself tripped right onto her back, although thankfully not directly onto her tail. For Yuki everything passed within an instant, but she could only imagine that it was all moving in slow motion for Kamui. Here she was almost completely helpless, now on her back, and for a brief moment she believed that the fight was over. However Kamui understandably continued. After all, what sort of combat lesson finished before the finishing blow?

Weight pressed upon her body, pinning her arms to the floor and her hips in place. He was straddled on top of her now, and as hard as she pushed against him she simply could not free herself. Her wrist was released, and as Kamui’s other hand extended overhead Yuki’s tail shot into action, flying upwards like a pouncing snake in an effort to coil around the man’s neck. However his hand was already in motion before she could reach his flesh, a chop directed towards her throat. Considering Kamui’s power and speed Yuki almost expected to be decapitated from the blow. Thankfully it was just a lesson.

The striking hand halted just shy of her body, kicking a slight gust of air into her face from the sudden reverse in motion. Her heart pounded within her chest, tail curled around Kamui’s neck though not even a single strand of fur had managed to make direct contact with his flesh. The young pup’s body was frozen with a mixture of fear, surprise, and anticipation.

Wow. That was actually scary. A little bit, but still. I am glad he is on our side.

Kamui’s hand shifted now, fingertips gently caressing across the unusually warmed flesh of her cheek before they brushed through the smooth silken strands of her wild and unkept hair. They didn’t stop until they curled around one of her wolf-like ears, scratching gently against the heated flesh hidden beneath a thin layer of soft fur.

O-oh no…

Red suddenly covered her cheeks, eye closing and head tilting back ever so slightly to push her ear into the groping hand. Her other ear pressed backwards, nearly disappearing within her hair, and in an instant her tail dropped down across the man’s body, flopping against the floor at Yuki’s side, its tip bumping repeatedly against the chilled tile floor. Within seconds her mouth was left slightly agape, just enough to reveal the sharpened teeth within, as pure bliss spread throughout her body and covered her mind in a foggy daze. Instantly her body relaxed beneath Kamui's, going limp and still save for her tail.

S-so good! Stop! No, don’t! Maybe! Ah, he can’t hear me. Just enjoy it Yuki. It’s too good. So good.

While Yuki did not exactly hear his words they did on some unconscious level ring within her mind, but thankfully the heat of embarrassment upon her face could go no higher than it already was. All she did was nod ever so slightly in response. Eventually her moments of nearly orgasmic joy came to an end as Kamui halted the scratching and rolled off her body. Yuki, however, remained still for some time, her faintly distinguished chest lifting and lowering gently with the breaths she took to calm herself down. Gradually her folded ear returned to normal, her tail halting its assault upon the floor as she slowly sat herself up, eye opening averted towards the ground.

That was too embarrassing.

A question was asked of her, and while Yuki pondered upon it she carefully shifted her body, until she was finally sitting up on her knees. Slowly she waddled over; collecting the pile of bundled up clothes from the floor. They were stacked up neatly, settled into place near Kamui, before she scooted her way back over to sit near him, using her knees as a cushion and as a way to keep the base of her tail elevated off the floor.

I have many things in mind. Mostly embarrassment. But he had a good point before. Why should I go with him? I would not be of much help, but perhaps there would be other good reasons? I really don’t need to patrol if I don’t want to. Maybe, just this once, I can skip out on it a bit.

One hand moved nervously up to the back of her head, fingers running through her hair while she pondered upon what exactly she might say. Thankfully it did not take long for her to speak up, although now her voice was quieted and timid.

“I could help to keep an eye on things while you attend meetings. Or carry stuff. We could train some more. Just do whatever needs to be done.”

And I could provide some company. Oh! Why didn’t I say that? I should have said that. But that sounds embarrassing somehow. I don’t know why. Maybe it is because he doesn’t need company? Yeah. That sounds about right. It would be nice to make another friend though.



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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 7:24 pm




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Kamui had noticed the tail attempt to snake up around his neck and it was a point of fact he would note for another time. He wasn't sure if that tail was a panic attack in desperation or if the tail actually had any hope of hurting him, but in the event he ever had to face down little Yuki in the future it was probably safest to assume she could have done some real damage with that tail. The extra appendage didn't remain a threat for very much longer though. Not long after Kamui's hand passed those unusually warm cheeks and positioned them behind that ear, the tail quickly flung away. It seemed almost like an involuntary reaction as soon as Kamui's hands touched the base of her ear, much less before they began scratching, Yuki pushed her head and ear rather eagerly in to Kamui's hand. The look on her face was one of pure bliss, more so than Kamui imagined it would be. It wasn't a face he was necessarily unfamiliar with, just one he usually had to work a lot harder for and one that typically resulted in the recipient not still being dressed. That made this a rather new phenomenon all on its own. Kamui almost didn't want to stop, just to see how long it took for her to either lose her mind or become desensitized to it, all the same though there was a limit to how far he was willing to push Yuki, at least for now. He was certainly going to have to do that again if she ever got insubordinate with him, that was for sure.

Kamui watched, bemused at her little display and honestly reveling quite a bit in her embarrassment as she collected herself and turned to sit down next to him. She was still uncomfortable and embarrassed, but it looked like she was able to speak to him much easier now that her shame was fixated on how she reacted to having her ear scratched as opposed to her lacking social skills. Though it was a fascinating reaction, he almost resolved right then and there to take her with him regardless of her answer to the question, just having her around to experiment on sounded like an absolute blast if he reactions to stimuli were that extreme. It led him to wonder what else could trigger such a reaction, he was maybe one impulsive moment away from rubbing her belly to see what would happen.

However, there still were some levels of decorum that he needed to adhere to for the time being. He had already breached a level of personal space by scratching her ear and even if she didn't seem like she cared all too much, the panting, tail-wagging and general look of euphoria seemed to squash any form of protest she might have had, he still shouldn't try to push too many boundaries this early. He oh so very much wanted to push those boundaries though, just the idea of what those adjectives could do to her was enough for Kamui to accept her offer outright.

Then she spoke...and she made it so much better. Kamui couldn't help himself. As she offered herself up as some sort of maid for him, the man fell back on the wooden floor, laughing right from his belly at the ridiculousness of the request. The sole redeeming quality of it was that he'd have an excuse to dress her up in the french maid outfit, but that was one hundred percent happening whether she was serving a purpose or not. Kamui rolled a bit to the side for a minute, waiting for his laughter to finished processing out, before rolling back and resting in the supine position, taking the chance to glance back up at Yuki. Her suggestion kind of further proved to him that she definitely belonged in the combat division of the Gotei. Looking at Kamui and how he carried himself, the last thing he needed was someone to look after him when he went anywhere, everything about him screamed intelligent self-sufficiency and of all the ways she could have approached enticing him to bring her along, this was probably the most flawed. He supposed she was in the combat division for a reason, diplomacy was not one of her strengths and she had accomplished very little in convincing him with that. She had, to a degree, successfully convinced him to bring her along though simply to see what he could do to make her react to various stimuli and he could use a good guinea pig for his word seals. Still, he didn't need to acquiesce to her demands quickly and seeing how she handled desperation and impending failure were important little details for an educator to know.

"Do I look like I need a secretary, Yuki? I can carry stuff fine and training helps you far more than me. Remember your training from yesterday, use your brain. To defeat your opponent you need to understand them, to understand what they want. Now why should I take you with me?"



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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 8:48 pm

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Artist: Pendulum - Song: Crush - Word Count: 603


Huh? What did I say? Is it something on my face? No, it couldn’t be that. I don’t get it! Why is he laughing?!

The pink hue spread upon Yuki’s face grew worse, shifting to a slight shade of red as embarrassing heat erupted upwards through her body. She honestly didn’t know what to feel. Did she feel good about making him laugh? Did she feel embarrassed because of something silly she may or may not have done? Did she feel sad that he was making fun of her for something or perhaps angry because she was being berated? Maybe she was supposed to feel all of it at once. Indeed, that is what she thought was the answer, because at the moment that is what she was feeling.

Just. Keep. Quiet. You’re no good at these things. You never will be.

Now Kamui lay on the floor, which was kind of weird and silly, but embarrassment forced Yuki to let it slide, as she was still trying to compose herself even after he’d finished his fit of laughter. Unfortunately things were only about to get worse within her already fractured little mind as Kamui outright denied her excuses. For that brief moment her heart sank, and it showed: her ears also drooped a bit lower and her tail halted any movements it might have been making. It seemed that she had failed. But then he continued.

Wait. Is this a test? Are we still doing training?

Slowly her gaze lifted up, focusing upon the nonchalant man in front of her. The truths he spoke made sense. He wouldn’t need a secretary. Training helped her more than it helped him. She was supposed to understand him. All a part of their training. Why should he take this weaker, boring Shinigami along?

Okay. Think. I could provide company. Hah! Yes! See, I still get to use that excuse! It isn’t too late! Okay, what else have I got? Um, I can pay for his stuff? Wait, no, he is a Human. He probably has more Human money than I do. Actually that just makes things worse. Now I will be an even greater burden! Okay, calm down, its fine. Friendship! Yes! We can be friends! Friends are good! Everyone likes having friends! Who doesn’t like having friends? Something else. Let’s see. I can cook for him? But that requires me to actually be good at cooking. I’m a terrible cook. I can hardly stomach my own foods! Oh, wait, I got it! Hah! Yes! Why didn’t I think of that first?! He is a lonely man away from home, without the comforts that would normally be provided for him. He is, after all, a man, and men have needs.

For at least a minute she remained silent, focusing completely upon the thoughts and ideas which she mulled over within her mind. Both of her ears were perked up, occasionally twitching this way and that while she came to various conclusions. Finally, however, she had figured things out, or at least it seemed that way, as she turned towards him and gave a single confident nod, more towards herself than towards him. The petite wolf’s gaze was neutral, calm, although a faint bit firm and focused as well as she was filled with determination.

“I can provide company to the best of my abilities. I can provide friendship. And next time you visit us here, you can stay at my place. It is much more comfortable.”

Of course! Warm bed, relaxing shower, and he can even make himself some food! Sometimes I really am brilliant!



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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 11:00 pm




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Kamui's eyes followed hers as she grappled with herself in her own mind, flowing through her own little internal monologue. It was always supremely amusing to watch her do this, not to mention this time it came equipped with kung fu grip and extreme blushing action. He was even sure he'd soon be able to see the steam wafting up from her ears soon with all the mental gymnastics and gears grinding behind that little face of hers. Then she finally reached her destination, she finally found the final answer she could give. The gears came to a stop, the gymnast stuck the landing, and Yuki came out with...

Kamui doubled over laughing again. The only thing that he needed less than a secretary was a friend. Of course, the persona Kamui was playing here was the sort that would enjoy friends and even though the gap in their powers was pretty significant, chronologically Kamui was only eighteen years old. Yuki was likely a few hundred years his senior. Typically those were the kinds of friends you wanted. Of course, Kamui was not your typical eighteen year old by any stretch of the imagination and the thing he wanted in life was most definitely not friends and in the end, Kamui just couldn't contain himself from the hilarity of her statement. Finally catching himself, Kamui pushed himself slowly in to a seated position, turning to Yuki with the widest grin on his face.

"You have to be kidding. You went from secretary to friend? Good lord Yuki, they could write papers on how your mind works. The only thing I need less than a secretary is a friend."

Kamui finished pushing himself to his feet, setting the bag down on the ground and looking down at Yuki's sitting form, a look of derisive glee across his features, as if he had just been given the greatest present to mock someone with. The man dusted the backside of his pants and back off, relieving himself of the loose particles scattered around the ground in the process before speaking again, his tone harsh and cold.

"Go get your stuff together and fill out whatever paperwork you're required to fill out for the Gotei. We could be gone for awhile. Also, carry that bag for me, thanks a bunch."

With that, leaving his bag behind, Kamui made his way toward the exit to the building, oriented himself toward the Gate to the Human Dimension and taking one more look around Seireitei, softly grinning to himself as he waited for it to his Yuki that he was inviting her to come with him. She had her purpose, even if she didn't realize it. She was going to be a convenient smokescreen. Noble creatures like herself tended to mask the nefarious misdealings of their companions. Anyone looking at them traveling would see Yuki first and assume their intentions were benevolent. She would be a good shield. That was before even delving in to the myriad of experiments she was affording him. Yes, it was going to be a fun trip.

"Meet me at the Gate, Yuki. I might have one more I need to collect and oh, um, the training equipment is mostly all in that bag. I think my agent said something about it weighing around a thousand pounds or something, I wasn't really paying attention. Try not to drag it along the ground, alright?"

And with that, Kamui was gone, heading off toward the gate and his next objective, letting Yuki figure out just how to pull this all off. The next chapter of her life was about to begin and it was going to be a harsh, brutal one. He hoped she was ready for it.



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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Insert Creative Title for Getting Out of Here...Here.   Thu Jul 28, 2016 11:31 pm

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Artist: Pendulum - Song: Crush - Word Count: 434


A-again? Have I really failed again? I thought for certain that any of those options might work!

Once more the petite Shinigami’s physical disposition changed for the worse, entering a slightly disappointed and sad state as again she was rejected. Worse still, he apparently didn’t even want to be friends! Who didn’t want to be friends?! Kamui apparently, that is who! She just didn’t understand it.

Well, you have blown this Yuki. Great job. Not only did you lose a possible friend, but now you’ve lost someone who could have taught you numerous wonderful things! So much for all of that, right?

Dejected eyes followed the man while he stood to his feet and brushed off his clothes. He looked completely happy with all of this, and for some reason that felt a little more painful to the young pup. She expected him to do something worse. Maybe he would mock her, or shout at her, or even toss her out of the barracks! As he started to speak in what could only be described as a nasty tone of voice Yuki was expecting any number of horrible outcomes. Alas, as it turns out, today would be Yuki’s lucky day!

Huh? What? Really?!

In an instant her ears perked up and her tail lifted off the ground, fluttering from side to side with glee! Her eye had widened and a smile had actually, for the briefest moment, appeared upon her face. While Kamui turned to take his leave she could only sit there, watching, nearly unbelieving in how things had suddenly turned out. Then, with haste, her head nodded repeatedly in response to the man’s orders as the girl leaped to her feet, rushing over to gather up her clothes.

"Yes sir!"

She’d almost forgotten the bag however, instead setting down the bundled packages in order to carefully lift the bag onto her back. It was incredibly heavy, but not impossible for her, and once it was properly secured she very slowly kneeled down to grab her own things.

This is going to count as training too! Today is just the best!

Over the next hour Yuki rushed around, working on getting papers in order and her things delivered back home. She checked on her strawberries, prepared them for her absence, packed away her own small bag of goodies, and then finally made her way to the gate with intentions of meeting up with Kamui! All of this she did without removing the bag. It was tiring, but this is how she would get stronger!

I wonder what exciting things we’re going to do!

===== EXIT THREAD =====



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