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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Sat Oct 29, 2016 10:58 am


Mirja, The Masterless Pet





Mirja Eeola was, not exactly the kind of girl that thought about her actions before she did them. It got her into trouble quite often, but also got her into fun. And that was why she was currently on her way to the new Quincy City with a cake that she had baked in her oven. She wasn't sure if it was meant to be a super secret hidden base or not, but when a hundred miles of city appear in the world, you can't expect nobody to notice. There were people in the world who's sole job was to notice, and Mirja could purchase their information, with sufficient goods or services.

Mirja was told that it was in the middle of the pacific, which was not very helpful but they did give exact co-ordinates. Which again wasn't helpful for her because she wasn't exactly going to be holding a map while she was out there. And the middle of the pacific was a bit far to Void Dance, and she couldn't run on water. So instead, she chartered a boat to take her out there. Hopefully, this Quincy City would have her friend, Nif. Because if not then Mirja had wasted a trip out and baked a cake for no reason.

She didn't really pay any mind to what might happen if some random ship appeared in their waters, and they were Quincy so they could probably blow the ship out of the water pretty easily, and not even think twice about it. Mirja really expected to just be able to walk in, find Nif, and give her a cake, and then hang out and get to know the girl so more. The mindset of the wolf was one that could not be followed by mortals, as it twisted and turned so much they would break their necks trying to follow it.



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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Thu Nov 10, 2016 11:58 am

”..How did the quincy use these blasted things.”


Niflheim had been bent over a sheet of paper, her hair in a messy bun. Even her clothes had been replaced from her pristine uniform to something more. . . Homely. Here in her private quarters she didn’t need to be the proud leader of the quincy race, she simply was herself. Doing her best to advance the very foundations and skills that the quincy had to possess, no to evolve the skills that the quincy had, The first one she had been looking at was an ancient technology utilized by yhwach in the first shinigami/quincy war. The ability to utilize the shadows for transportation was ingenious in it’s own right, and after researching the ability, she had already gotten an idea on how it worked. Through utilizing a gap in dimensional space it ripped into the shadows themselves, bridging the in between that spanned from the originating location and the final destination. It was an interesting concept, however the problem with it was, demons could utilize the shadows to travel as well. Which made their previously safe form of travel all that less safe, hence the elect was looking for a solution. One which could be used to create something unique for the quincy, and something effective.


What came to mind was a method of travel that niflheim had used to get into the soul society. She had connected the image of the location she wished to go to to the location that she was previously at, and the reishi had formed a bridge between the two that in turn had allowed her to do something similar to “Stepping Through” Using a mirror which generally reflects an image as the “concept” that this entire form of experimental transportation had been based around. However it had some flaws, such as the user needed to be able to conjure the image of where they wanted to go in their minds eye before they could even do it. As well as the fact that for her it only worked because the very energy she controlled was governed by “concepts and thoughts” which made it very easy for her to use such a mind-boggling form of travel such as that. Hence she had hundreds of letters, spreadsheet’s on locations she could and couldn’t go with her own ability, versus the shortcomings that she found for both and she only had a small list currently for either one.


Leaning back in her chair she had fanned herself, sweat dripping across her ethereal appearance. Since coming here from the antarctic she had unfortunately had gotten so used to the cold that she wasn’t even able to stand even this moderate ocean-side climate that had blessed the city of light. Blasted heat had her normally icy demeanor covered in beads of sweat and the only thing that she could do to find relief was utilizing her ability she had embedded the reishi that reinforced her room with the concept of “Arctic”. What this meant was she had pictured the climate of the antarctic and imbedded it into the reishi that replenished and filled her room, which in turn caused for her room to slowly begin to cool down to glacial temperatures, to the point that when the hot hair touched the cold air within her room it would end up fog in it’s wake.


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”..Ma’am there’s an unknown coming in fast in the city outskirts, should we shoot it out of the sky?”


The voice that entered her head was calm, and to the point. On of the sentry’s that guarded the outer sectors of the immense city had alerted her to the oncoming reishi signature. This little verbal exchange was all that was needed for the elect to shift from her dreary off-day demeanor to the leader of the quincy she actually was. She had then closed her eyes the RCS system allowing her to pull up a visual on where the reishi signature had been sensed. Then utilizing her C-the Control she tweaked the parameters of the visual, putting more reishi into it, which in turn allowed for the crisp visual of Mirja Eola, a troublemaker who had seemed to have her eyes set on the quincy’s leader ever since they had met in the backwoods of the Soul Society. Niflheim had a knee-jerk reaction which was of course to deploy the barriers and make mirja fly off into the distance like a ping-pong ball however, this girl was a member of the soul society which meant she had to tread carefully to not cause old conflicts to stir again.


”I’ll see to her, thankyou you are dismissed.”


Her expression shifted as she utilized the ability to govern reishi to momentarily take down the barrier that surrounded the city, allowing mirja to cross the theshold point before she would be greeted by an escort of several quincy, all of which had their expressions hidden underneath thir hoods. The quincy emblem emblazoned over their right breast.


”Come with us miss Mirja, the elect is willing to see you. “

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Thu Nov 10, 2016 12:16 pm


Mirja, The Mad Wolf





The Ship docked, and she had no problems getting in, leading her to believe that either they knew she was coming, or the place had no sort of defence when it came to the world's greatest wolf coming to visit. It turned out to be the former as she stepped off onto the city and was greeted by several Quincy. None of which she even knew, which was sad. Was Nif not coming out? Was she busy....or wrapped up in bedroom games so intense and debased she could not pull herself away for a single moment. But she was to icy cool for that, so it was probably more like she got her robes caught in a door, or something.

"But I don't want to see the elect. I want to see Nif. I can go see this elect later, but right now my cake has three minutes before it spontaneously kasplodes into a messy mess of not-cakeness. And only the presence of the beautiful Angel that is Niflheim can sooth it's ragged soon to be exploding material so it does not make a giant mess all over the city. I make cakes with feelings, after all" She seemed pretty...energetic, and the escorts would probably be questioning their latest command as they looked at the Wolf girl.

"So! I can follow her scent, if you want to stalk me to make sure I have no evil intentions, then you can do that and I will see this Elect later but for now there is cakes afoot and that can not be allowed to go uncaked. Well, there is one cake, at least. So there is cake afoot, but still. Same concept. Can't be allowed to go uncaked if there is one cake or a thousand cakes" she told them, in a manner of explaining nothing at all with a great many words, and then headed off following her nose and humming to herself.

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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Wed Nov 23, 2016 10:42 pm

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”Apparently she doesn’t know when she’s being called upon.”


The elect thought as she rubbed her temple with her fingers. Slowly rising from the spot that she had been resting in her study it took her but a few moments to go through the process of preparing herself to be “presentable” to the outside world. A Little bit of reishi manipulation her, a dash of good old cosmetics there and a new dress and she was as good as new. After which the elect had went through her window having opened it and gone into a state of free-falling from the room she had been doing her work in. Picking up speed until beneath her feet a tile created of reishi had easily formed, landing in a crouch she had launched off the reishi made plate and took flight into the air, thinking about how this girl had caused her so much headache and so much extra trouble by following her here.


Sure Mirja didn’t mean any harm but the fact of the matter was dire. This was a shinigami coming into a place that hated shinigami. Mirja would undoubtedly notice the fact that people leered at her on the streets. That children seemed to avoid her very presence. After all the shinigami were the equivalent of the boogeyman for most quincy. They hated them, they loathed their existence with such a passion that for many it would be considered suicide to even contemplating to come to the city of light if you were of shinigami descent. In fact as the elect was rushing to prevent something dire from happening a child would have came up from behind the likes of the mad wolf and simply said in a voice that shook with resolve.

”DIE SHINIGAMI SCUM”


The quincy child fired his weapon a simple quincy bow into the likes of mirja’s back point blank with the whole hearted intention of causing lethal wounds or harm to the shinigami that had come for no intents or purposes other than coming to see the likes of the elect for some strange reason. By this time the elect would have been half way through her motions in the air. Closing in rapidly on the spot in which the female named mirja was standing. Now she would only get there however after mirja reacted however she would to the child and depending on that reaction it might be a friendly meeting or a not so friendly one. Only time could tell.



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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Thu Nov 24, 2016 7:36 am


Mirja, The Mad Wolf





Her nose availed her nothing, so she decided to stand where she was and hopfully the escort people would bring Nilf, or this Elect person. Either way. She had cake, and that cake was not going to be eaten by Mirja, so without Niflihiem, the cake would go uneaten. Her tail, the Fluffiest Tail in the Universe, swished softly behind her as she waited, looking around and smiling at the people looking at her. Having spent so long ostracized from the Shinigami for her weird looks and strange temperament, she was entirely oblivious to the fact that the stares were ones of malice rather than intrigue.

She waved at a few and gave a cheery smile, before her perception and ears picked up the rapid movement of someone on their way here. It was probably that Elect person that she'd need to deal with before getting to Nilfhiem, but that was fine. She'd indulge their administrative desires if it meant smoothing the transition. She was of a mind that completely and utterly failed to comprehend hating a person or race that had never done anything to her, personally. So the idea that she was vehemently hated here was not one that occurred to her until a child appeared and screamed for her to die, before shooting her in the back.

The arrow penetrated her back, and she let out a gasp of pain, the cake tray falling to the floor, breaking apart and splattering across the ground. However, a few seconds after she had been shot, Mirja abruptly vanished from the spot she was standing, leaving nothing but a punctured Shunshakusho to mark she had ever been there before. And then she spoke, in a tone much darker than what she had said to the guards. Without a single drop of Reiatsu, she managed to strike an imposing figure of power, the one cartoonish wolf ears and fluffy tail had spontaneously transformed into the markings of a vicious predator, and the young child, the deer with a broken leg. Standing naked in the streets, her scars were on show for everyone to see, but there would be questions about exactly how tall she was, as it seemed to fluctuate for the onlookers.

"You really desire to kill a person you have never met? To create an enemy were you had none? To risk your life needlessly for...what? The sake of pride? Well, I can not besmirch your resolve, little child. If you really wish to fight me, then I can do naught, but oblige" she replied, her tone colder than the icy Tundra of her home, harder than the blade she was drawing from it's sheath, and those silver eyes...there was something broken inside them, something so dark it was beautiful. "Is a glorious death in battle really what you want, child?" She asked, clutching Beowulf so tightly her knuckles turned white. She was so caught up in this, that she failed to notice Nilfhiem's arrival, focusing all her attention on the one who had shot her.

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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Tue Nov 29, 2016 7:42 pm

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”Where is she? I can’t see her anywhere. Despite the fact that i got a report that mirja was within the city. Did she deviate from the escort i sent to go get her? I don’t understand this” The elects thoughts whirred through her brain as she had thought about the countless possibilities. About how in this situation there was a shinigami loose in a city of individuals that absolutely hated the shinigami’s guts. It was a sticky situation that in all honesty nothing good would come from, or atleast nothing good that niflheim could see would come from this. It was that thought process that had her speeding up until she was practically a blur between the buildings that she passed side by side. Curtains whipping up, people pointing as she went by, her eyes taking in all the sensory information as possible through the Reishi convergence System. Even then as she picked up speed and heard the static that was coming through the verbal feed she had to clap a hand over her ear so she could hear what was going on.


”Elect repeat, the guest has become hostile, repeat the guest has become hostile. Requesting permission to apprehend?”
Once she understood it, her mouth went slightly slackjawed in confusion over the situation. As from her interactions with the girl there had been nothing but cordial behavior and kindness. She doubted that there was a situation that could actually be as dire as her men made it out to be. So she had exhaled and shot back a message to the men who had been on the scene. ”..Send visual confirmation of the action please?” She waited after that until she got an image that shifted into her gaze and it was one that caused the female to shift, her expression for a moment was confusion, then there was the moment of shock that registered that she had let someone within the city who currently was trying to harm those who had been under her charge. Then there was the moment that she had allowed for her body to practically vibrate with energy, vanishing from the spot as she constructed a point between her location and the location that all this was going on.


Crack!


The sound of shattered glass echoed as she burst through the mirror she had constructed. Her eyes glowing with a deadly glint. Just like that she had transversed the distance near instantly, her hair whipping out behind her as she landed on the side of a building. Feet bunched up so she landed on her toes, knee’s bent at a ninety degree angle for a mere second after which she launched off with augmented force that was great enough that the building itself fragmented under the duress. Her body flying through the air at speeds that easily could have been mach one, her body shifting before finally she was upon the scene that had been laid out infront of her previously. Her body coiled and moving into action abruptly as without any warning, without any delay her body appeared virtually out of thin air in a crouching lunge directly below the guard of the wolf. In her hand she had formed without a seconds hesitation a katana out of pure reishi, the edge of it vibrating and glowing a pristine blue.


It was this blade that now was pressing against the female known as mirja’s throat close enough that even with her durable skin it would easily knick it. Leading to a trail of blood flowing down probably and hissing on the blade while her eyes well. . It was hard to explain it, her eyes had become devoid of the normal happy emotions, the normal graceful emotions that made her the benevolent leader of the quincy she was. In their place was a void that was full of steely killing intent, icy intent that would put a chill even in the harshest of foes. They weren’t the eyes that one had towards someone who they thought of as a comrade. Instead they had been the eyes of someone who was seconds away from cutting someone open and leaving their guts to spill out across the floor. Infact it wasn’t just niflheim. On the rooftops surrounding mirja there would be hundreds of quincy archers, the civilians had come to see the commotion and now almost every one of them had their bow pointed towards what was perceived as a threat. Only then did niflheim’s emotionless, yet grating words come out of her throat in a low snarl .


”..What is the meaning of this, Miss? “


Her tone spoke of violence. As that was the situation mirja had unwittingly gotten herself into.

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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Tue Nov 29, 2016 8:11 pm


Mirja, The Mad Wolf





The Bell Tolls for Thee. It was not her favorite technique, because it's very activation demanded emotions Mirja would prefer to avoid. However, there was no denying the effectiveness of the technique once it had been activated. The child who had shot her froze for a few seconds, before shuddering involuntarily as she assailed his mind with her presence. He whimpered softly before the tops of his pants became wet, and a sharp smell filled the air, warring with the sweet scent of the cake. The poor kid would never forget this moment, it would be a scar on his psyche forever.

He eventually managed to regain motor control enough to scurry away from the vicious creature behind him, and fortunately, Mirja did not move. She still leaked such an intimidating aura, however.
"So you do not wish to fight? Was it merely an act of cowardice then? A shot in the back in hopes you would actually do something. Or are you so bad at gauging your opponent that you honestly believed, for a moment that you were my match. An equal in any way?" She spoke very softly, but the surrounding area had become so quiet it was as if she was shouting. However, before anything more could happen, Nilfhiem appeared in a glorious manner.

Aggressive and ready for a fight, as Mirja would be if someone had started a fight in the lands surrounding any of her houses. But like a person who had reacted, she had no idea what was going on. No idea that the shuddering child with the urine-stained trousers had shot at Mirja. Her punctured Shunshakusho was still on the floor, and Mirja's naked body was on show. Not that it was anything to look at, vicious scars pitted her torso, and lower legs, robbing the intense beauty she had once possessed.

The fire of recognition thawed out Mirja's icy demeanor, and she slid the Zanpaktou back into it's sheath. She seemed to not care about her surroundings, about how many Quincy were ready to take her out if the situation went south, nor the blade so close to her throat. All she had eyes for now was Nilfheim. Words swirled in her head, but she couldn't think right now. Without the barrier of frost surrounding her heart, it was all she could do to keep her emotions in check.

"Do....you have somewhere we can go?" She asked, her eyes shifting from Nilfhiem to the cake, now abandoned and beyond eating on the floor. Her voice was strained, and nearly cracking. "Utsusemi has left me with a...wardrobe malfunction" there was a soft pleading in her tone, a knowledge that she would not hold out much longer and would prefer to do what was going to happen in private, than in public.
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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Mon Dec 26, 2016 12:34 pm

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Unequivocal rage, it was seen in the ice of Niflheims demeanor when looking at Mirja Eola. However, as the girl had sheathed her weapon and in the midst of her current . . predicament, the leader of the vandenreich faction had, true to her roots shown the chivalry of one born into a clan of noble samurai. Currents she had an exterior garment, one than she had shrugged off in a subtle motion, allowing reishi to continue to elongate the dress until it changed from the length of a simple cropped stole to something more along the lines of a bathrobe. Only then had niflheim shifted and moved the robe up and around the girls scarred shoulders. Covering her body was but one of the small tokens of comradeship she could afford to give in this situation. It didn’t stop Niflheim from exhaling and turning around as in the midst of this all, a storm of silver might blew out, enveloping everything within a mile, and in this second a mirror seemed to form connecting the location in her mind's eye through reishi manipulation to their current location. Of course there was subtle differences in this mirror, from the one she normally used as her standard for traversing planes and even realms.

The exterior was golden and tinged with five pronged stars that seemed to cause space to fluxuate slowly. This construct born from her own might regally glowed in the midst of the chaos. Then the silver-eyed witch of the vandenreich, Niflheim P, looked over her shoulder at the female, her lips pursed in thought. I don’t want to harm the relations between the gotei reformed, and the vandenreich. Plus, i feel this girl isn’t one that simply would attack without reason. Why is it that the brash nature she possesses has brought upon me so much trouble? Her eyes glimmered as she simply raised her hand and a gentle light enveloped the child that had pissed themselves. Drying off the clothes and causing them to return to a pristine state, the state they had previously been in prior to the unfortunate bodily movement they had. It was a simple action, but it also conveyed the frightening nature of Niflheims reishi control. With but a thought she could convert energy into a tangible force that in turn could physically affect the nature of things around her.

Eventually, the Elect’s full lips parted and she stated in a firm voice that echoed outwards.

”..I will deal with this, as for the rest of you, it’d be best if you forgot about this scene and went back to your daily activities.”

Her words had a firm ring of authority that would be with a leader. She was the leader of the quincy faction, the vandenreich. Her word was law unto itself, although it didn’t bely the undertones of kindness and compassion that flavored her words. Because even when she guided the quincy with a firm hand, she loved them so. They to her all could be considered family, it was a bond that ran thicker than blood, more stout than a mountain. It was this feeling that allowed the quincy around her to settle down and go back to their daily lives. Only after did she walk to the small child and exhaled, squatting down to balance on the tips of her toes she said gently to them, her eyes closed to form small half-crescents. Another hint of her japanese ancestry.

”..It’s alright little one, let this be a lesson to you; hatred begets violence, which in turn brings about a violent cycle of retribution. Do not hold hate in your heart, only let it swell with compassion and pride, and fret not. We will never let harm befall you because you are also important.”

Gently ruffling the childs hair she had then stood, her posture that of a princesses, with a serene air. She walked to mirja and moved her arm around the girls shoulder. To many it could be taken as intimate but, it served a very simple purpose. It blocked the rest of the girls naked body from sight. Affording her the dignity she deserved even in this perilous and sticky situation. Only after did the Elect exhale and say.

”..Now as for you, let us go. However i will figure out just what happened here. Expect a thorough interrogation.”

Her words had a gentle firmness to them. She was completely fair even to outsiders after all, and it could be said this girl had come to visit her. So she wouldn’t be treated badly. After those words had been said Niflheim took a step into the mirror, which rippled as she passed the threshold walking into a different part of the city of light.

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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:06 pm


Mirja, The Mad Wolf





Mirja was not great when it came to seeing the emotions of others, it was a flaw that had stuck around regardless of her attempts to shift it. But even now, with her lacking ability in anything emotional, she could tell that Nilfhiem was angry. Really, really angry. Still, that was something that was not really the point anymore. Either the woman would kill her, or she wouldn't. It didn't matter what happened in the in between, Mirja thought. And so she was surprised when suddenly a robe covered her and her body was no longer on such prominent display. Whatever the reason, Mirja rearranged it to make it cover the most it could, and then just watched silently.

She did her Quincy power and then told the kid in a gentle tone that he shouldn't shoot random wolf girls in the back because he would get his head crushed like a grape, and that Nilf was there to protect him, and everyone because they were special, so provoking people to crush his head like a grape put more strain on her and so it was better to just nip it all in the bud rather than risk head-grape-crushing. At least, that is how Mirja heard it, she had a unique way of hearing, and a unique way of looking at things.

Eventually, Nilf returned and put an arm around her. It was somewhat supportive, but could be seen as restrictive, or guiding, depending on the outlook of the person. Mirja was not really in any mindset to do much else, so being guided to where she needed to go was something that she kind of really needed right now. The cool flashy mirrors trick that Nilf had pulled was lost on the wolf girl, and she just followed her through it into a different part of the city. Hopefully one that had less people, but Mirja couldn't hold on anymore.

With tears suddenly falling from her eyes, she fell to her knees, and started keening in intense despair.
"He just....he just...I don't even know him and he just..." She failed to get a proper, coherent sentence out, and just cried, hysterically at the events of the day. It had started so well, and now had taken a sharp nose dive into the lagoon with sharks that had laser beams on their foreheads.

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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Norwegian Werewolf in Stadt [open]   Mon Dec 26, 2016 1:25 pm

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Niflheim had only just guided mirja through the portal when she had broken down. The tears of the girl was something that caused the Elect to pause and exhale. The chilly anger that permeated her being dissipating a bit, while she crouched down and gently stroke the back of her head. It was a gentle touch, and yet it was not intimate, it rather was consoling, as if Niflheim understood exactly what this young girl was going through. Her expression still had a hardness behind it, because it had been one of her people that had been attacked however. She was not a cruel person at heart, not towards people who she knew would generally not attack without reason. Infact with Mirja’s statement her expression shifted and she exhaled suddenly feeling as if she was but an old woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders. After all she knew what she had to do, even if she didn’t want it to happen there was only a few courses of action that she could take in this situation.

”.So that’s what happened, i see. Can’t say i’m surprised however, the quincy race still bears hatred towards the shinigami in some semblance.”

Her words had been indifferent. Since she, the leader could not show more than subtle bits of emotion when dealing with cases such as this. Of course it didn’t mean she was completely barbaric. She had offered mirja a seat on the couch adjacent to her desk, and given her some tea to warm herself up. Afterwards she sat down in her desk and folded her fingers together, elbows resting on the wooden surface. Her silver eyes gazed at the wolf before her, and her expression was impassable. Even though it wasn’t condemning there still was an anger in them that was hard the fathom. Yet it wasn’t merely at mirja, it was at the boy who had acted so rashly. Even if she loved her people, she did not love their close-minded way of going about things. Some had improved in leaps and strides, others not so much. Which was why she exhaled and said slowly.

”..When you came here, you had to know; quincy have long been at war with the shinigami people. Even if i the current leader of the vandenreich, am completely alright with shinigami. It does nothing to dispel the view they have of your people. Many have for years grown-up with the thought in their heads that shinigami are horrible monsters. What you did, even if justified only reinforced that sentiment. This is why even as the leader of this organization, i have to treat you in this way. Because what you have done simply has gone against the effort i have put forth, so that the quincy can get past the bias they have had for the shinigami. So that they can grow without conflict. I can’t say it’s your fault however, it’s merely in your nature. You defend when threatened, as any living being would.”

She exhaled as she blinked once and then frowned, ”I should have taken more precautions when sensing her, i knew first hand how the Quincy people in the city of light viewed shinigami. Even if they accept them, the younger population still doesn’t grasp the bigger picture. It was only inevitable that this happened.” Her thoughts bounced around in her head before she felt a tenseness in her shoulders, she was irritated. Even if her face was the perfect mask of calm, she was irritated because of the mess that had shown up on her doorstep.

”..I don’t blame you, even if i am unhappy with the situation. Mirja Eola, i expected that there would be trouble. All i can do now is figure out what the next action i have to take is, you have put me between you and my people. I greatly dislike being in this precarious position.”

It was true after all, she had sworn to protect her people. And if this was a perceived threat by them, then she had to deal with mirja as well. Yet at the same time she would not, because mirja belonged to the gotei and because she knew mirja had not intentionally done this. It was because of all these reasons that she paused and exhaled and said in a calm and indifferent tone.

”..If you were in my shoes, what would you do?”


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