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 Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]

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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Sat Feb 18, 2017 12:16 am


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Finally. The world was aligning in his favor, giving him everything he needed to get the ball rolling. He had been furious in the immediate aftermath of his tussle with Rodolfo, ready to do something very reckless. After all, such flashy, brute displays weren't in any way his style. After all, he was a man of words and concepts, not brute force and childish tantrums. He was somewhat mollified by the necessity of the act, but only barely; had he truly been competent enough, he never would've needed to get Rodolfo out of this room to convince him that battle wasn't in his best interests.

And none of that mattered anymore, the moment he got the note delivered to him room. It had been pure white, but Yaksha's sharp eyes had been able to note, with his hands moreso than his eyes, the faint feel of difference in certain spots; at first it had been a curious little confusion, until he'd read it. Then the intent was clear. White on white; snow, in a swirling maelstrom. Something intended to blind and obfuscate, or perhaps simply to impress. Either way, the writing itself was quite clear. Yaksha was to have guests, and quite soon.

This wasn't the first time he'd had guests, obviously! He'd had many a person come back to his suite with him, and a few who had simply dropped in. But this was the first time someone had the good taste to send him advance notice. And who was it that was coming to visit, on such short notice? To speak to him, and seek his sage wisdom? Why none other than a captain of the Gotei! And such an occasion called for a real welcoming presence. Yaksha had spent the first few hours simply pulling up every single scrap and tidbit of information he could find, cross-referencing and reading between the lines and extrapolating to get to the inevitable conclusion.

There couldn't possibly have been a better captain coming to visit him. Yaksha could turn this into a golden goose within mere moments. Someone so powerful and influential, yet simultaneously so very open and receptive? Such a circumstance was such a rare treat, Yaksha almost found it hard to stop laughing and humming to himself, as he procured ingredients. Some of them were obscure, some near extinct, and some so illegal that he nearly laughed himself sick at the notion of allowing someone such as this to partake of them with him. But then again, didn't shinigami by necessity consider themselves above the laws of petty mortals?

The simmering of pots, the faint clink of cutlery, and the gentle, melodic humming of a man who was truly in his element filled the air of his flat, leaving it feeling like one had just stumbled into a professional kitchen. The number of dishes Yaksha was already envisioning was staggering; a goal of such staggering intensity that it would hardly leave room for rest, or leaving his room, or anything else. At least, that was the plan. Yaksha had, in recent times, found it particularly pleasing to set before himself hopelessly impossible tasks. He already had one, in convincing his current guest that he could be a wartime asset. Why not throw on cooking a seven-course meal, each of which would be so exorbitant as to drive a man to yank his hair out in frustration, on top?

Goddamn, it was always such a spectacular thrill, pitting his mind and will against the essential forces of the universe. Any sane man would simply tell themselves there wasn't enough time in the universe, to cram this much effort into 48 hours. But Yaksha wasn't exactly sane, and he'd long ago learned to weaponize the worst features of his madness. He'd make this work, if it meant growing additional limbs, or finding a way to be in two places at once.



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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Tue Feb 21, 2017 9:02 pm


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The raven haired Kuchiki’s spiritual pressure roared with icy fury as she leapt from rooftop to rooftop. Using a Senkaimon here of all places would be too conspicuous; nor did the noble woman intend to draw attention to herself. Rukia’s jaw length hair floated around her face airily as she neared the residence of the man she had gave notice to of her arrival, no more than 48 hours ago. She’d gone over the wording of the pallid parchment in her mind’s eye, hoping that Yaksha wouldn’t do anything too flagrantly extravagant upon her arrival. She had, of course, inquired about the man and his records to the Research and Development division of the Gotei, requesting access to the Archives to gleam any information possible.

Yaksha was a Hollow, a Menos to be exact, but a Hollow nonetheless with an insatiable, unfathomably endless hunger — Rukia heeded that even the Research division’s Archives failed to mention the very object of Yaksha Dokuja’s desires. This, in turn, was the very reason the youngest Kuchiki had journeyed here — to receive the answer to the age old question that swirled within the minds of the Gotei: What is it that Dokuja seeks in the World of The Living aside from the souls of humans and Shinigami alike?

She came to a sudden halt. Rukia had arrived at her destination; though the difficulty of her arrival was meager considering Yaksha’s presence was overwhelmingly detectable, no matter how hard he may try to conceal his true, Hollow identity. She hovered in front of his suite, hesitating, before her porcelain knuckles collided with the door — rapping upon it with gentle grace, as to not to disturb, or interrupt whatever lay for her behind the closed door. Her ears perked, prickling at the distinct sound of cutlery, and humming — Just what on earth was he doing?

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Wed Feb 22, 2017 3:52 pm

Yaksha could sense it, on the very other side of his door; an incredible, indomitable presence, a person of such singularly incredible personality and force that they were undoubtedly capable of destroying him with the merest flick of a wrist. That meant he'd have to ride this entire conversation on a razor's edge; she held all the cards, and she was the one who decided the stakes. But Yaksha had spent the last few months amongst some of the greatest gamblers and confidence tricksters in this world. He had learned the lesson well; it didn't matter what the stakes were, you always went all-in.

And so he flung the door open, bowing to her. He'd allowed his gigai to gently mold and flow as he approached, until he resembled his own hollow body, albeit a slightly...leaner, more sleek-looking version of the same. His eyes twinkled with mirth and gentle delight, his voice was that of a man who was speaking to an old, estranged friend, and his stance was relaxed in the extreme. It seemed he remained completely certain that he couldn't be harmed today, or that the woman in front of him would find no purpose to performing such a task. After all, he was so far out of his element that he was already completely in her care. Why should he bother to feel fear or concern, when his life was already not his own? And so he met her gaze without fear, hand touching to his brow gently, softly, and then slid aside, allowing her inside. And when he did, the tantalizing smell of spices and grilling meat very nearly assaulted the shinigami's senses.

"Come into my abode! It's delightful to have guests. I'm certain you know what it's like, spending most of your time alone. Then again...you're never truly alone, are you? That's the beauty of being a shinigami, isn't it? I...have to find my solace from outside. And I'm so very pleased that you found time in your busy schedule to visit! I should hope you'll find it to be mutually rewarding, and find it in your heart to stop by a little more often. It's certainly nice spending time with the rubes, but...well, it's just no substitute for good company you know?"

"Come in. I've spared no expense today. Let it be the start of a beautiful friendship."
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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Wed Mar 01, 2017 11:20 pm


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Rukia bowed back in response, before lithely crossing the threshold of the man's abode, greeted by the scent of a well prepared meal; it was comforting, like an embrace — perhaps a bit too comforting, she noted, remaining concealed behind her mask of formality. She was there on business, after all. Yaksha seemed like quite a verbose individual, something that Rukia herself, was not. She sought solace in her so seldom alone time, for she was often bombarded with requests for healing, among other things, from the Gotei members.

Yaksha, in a sense, was Rukia's opposite. He had an air about him that oozed over-confidence, moreover, Yaksha pinpointed his speech in order to please her, she thought. It confounded her, to be completely honest. What were his motives in trying to please her? She was simply a Shinigami — though she was also the Shinigami from whom Ichigo Kurosaki had gotten his Shinigami powers and abilities, whom he had also risked his life to save — but that in itself didn't make Rukia interesting, did it? Or, perhaps, it was her kido prowess? It was at this thought, that she decided to focus on the task at hand, her voice exiting her vocal chords as she spoke, "Thank you, Dokuja-san. Shall we sit?"

Rukia's footsteps halted, and she turned her body to face him, expectantly.

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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Thu Mar 02, 2017 11:22 am

Yaksha made a soft, polite sound; at first is almost sounded like he was clearing his throat, but as it continued to go on, and from the way his eyes began to sparkle after a few seconds, it became a bit clearer; he was -laughing-. His lips had never opened, and his hands remained folded over his chest, as he let out a few soft, pleased chuckles as if he were hearing a joke only he could really appreciate. It went on for perhaps ten seconds before he finally rose one hand, wiping at an eye.

"You are free to sit. I have a few final touches to throw on. And while I'm doing so, I shall explain just what has me so tickled."

He turned back towards the kitchen, slipping into it almost absentmindedly; as he did, his voice drifted towards her, but now it seemed less humorous and carefree, and more...wistful. Contemplative almost. It sounded like he was a man performing some act of ritual, or meditation, to clear his mind. As he worked, there were sounds of cutlery clinking against china, and liquid being poured.

"You are an immortal entity who recognizes no national border, no sovereign authority. You are above petty designations like culture. At least when it comes to mortals. I am a creature that has spent so many centuries walking this earth and absorbing so much culture from every nation and tribe that I could earn an honorary position as a member of any culture I like. This is America, the land of the free and the home of the brave. Why is it, do you think, that when a creature who is not of this world at all and a creature who is so immersed in this world he could be called a national treasure for any society whatsoever, when speaking in America, one naturally defaults to Japanese honorifics?"

He turned towards her, one eye closing in a slow, lazy wink, as he approached carrying what looked to be a glass of wine, and a glass of soup. He set them both in front of her, one using his hand, the other using his tail, and then bowed deeply.

"I will return in just a moment Mademoiselle Kuchiki. I need to slip into something a little more comfortable while we have this conversation."
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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Thu Mar 02, 2017 11:57 am


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Rukia's silent waraji clad footsteps carried her to the table in the center of the room, one of her slender hands reaching out in order to pull on the back of a chair directly in front of her; where she would then plant herself firmly, taking a seated position — her back was straight, her chin held high, and her porcelain palms rested against the pleats of her dark, obsidian dyed hakama that clothed her slim thighs.

"Would you prefer me to refer to you as Monsieur Général?" The noble cooed icily, though not wavering in composure, her amethyst orbs searing into Yaksha with an intensity and scrutiny that was unparalleled. However polite, Rukia's voice was as cold as her skin, though the man was certainly not getting a rise so easily out of the woman.

"Though I do indeed transcend the common barriers of nationality, and men, that does not mean that I cannot use honorifics that I deem fit, Yaksha. Nor should it be surprising to you, as you just did the same, but of French origins." She blinked befittingly, her gaze trained on the man's figure as she watched him retreat to change his clothing. The scent of the soup now infront of her assailing her nostrils in waves — no matter how tantalizing it smelled, she would not begin to eat until Yaksha returned to the table — her manners no doubt, almost exuding from her pores in an arrogant, formal manner.

The wine, however, was another matter entirely. Rukia's ivory left hand now rose from its idle position atop her lap, extending in order to clasp the cool crystal glass that contained the deep, burgundy liquid. As soon as it connected, she lifted it to her thin, peach hued lips, parting them in order to take a sip of the aromatic, austere beverage as she awaited his return. The wine was dry, with nodes of fruitiness, quite a fitting compliment to the savory scented soup that was steaming in front of her.

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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Thu Mar 02, 2017 12:56 pm

"I've no preferences. I think all nations hold their own unique charms. I apologize for any...offense. I've had very few positive interactions with shinigami to date, and it can be hard to keep myself from becoming sanctimonious when dealing with them."

The contrition in his voice was quite genuine, perfectly real, and painfully sharp. There was actual guilt there, and a deep, heavy sense of weight. Though Rukia couldn't see his body, it was hard to imagine him doing anything but slumping over as he spoke, conceding the egregious slight he had committed. He remained silent for a few more moments, and now there was the faint sound of rustling and zipping as he spoke, covering up the most conspicuous of the sounds.

"You know of me, so that means you know how old I am. When you get to be my age, you begin to feel...a sense of frustration with the world. I've watched problems repeat, over and over. I've seen evils that sicken me to the point of tears. I've honestly come to think that there is an ultimate evil in this world, and I feel it is my sacred duty to battle it."

This time the voice emanated from right behind Rukia, though no one was there; it seemed Yaksha was very skilled at throwing his voice. A split second after the voice came out, a man could be seen walking out from the room Yaksha had been in. And it was a man, there was no mistaking that; his skin was a touch too pale, his eyes a bit too wide, and there were countless other very small, very subtle things that screamed of wrongness, but as he bowed and approached, there was no denying that this man was the same hollow she had come here to meet. And this time, his voice was not only rich, but pleasant, flowing out with a warmth and purpose that was nowhere to be found mere moments ago.

"A father resolves not to follow in his father's footsteps, only to succumb to the same pitfalls. A child shuns another, simply because they are given the aegis of tradition. A man tortures and kills and has long ago forgotten why it was that he thought he was once justified in desecrating the sanctity of life. All evil, Rukia, starts when higher thinking fades. We settle into our familiar old routines, and things become automatic. We do it because we've always done it, and there's no point trying to do anything else, because if it was good enough for our ancestors, it's good enough for us. I despise tradition. I loathe blind obedience to a concept, or a nation. Mankind can only find morality through contemplation, and introspection. Only vigilance can save mankind from its baser instincts. I know that may sound absurd coming from a hollow, but...well."

He settled into the seat right next to Rukia, pouring his own glass of wine, and taking a long drag, as he folded both hands on the table.

"Intelligence is an evolutionary adaptation. I've spent a very long time gaining back what was lost to me. I'd appreciate it if you could think of me as a human for the duration of this conversation."
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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Thu Mar 02, 2017 10:48 pm


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"You say that you want to battle the evil in this world, even given your predisposition as a Hollow?" Rukia questioned, her brilliant amethyst irises burning into the face of Yaksha's gigai with curiousity, and seriousness. Her tone of voice remained soft, yet formal, for she didn't want to overstep; as this was of course, a meeting that she had set up, in his home.

The noble Kuchiki then returned the crystal glass to her lips, taking another long pull from it in order to busy herself while she awaited for Yaksha to address her inquiry. Quite honestly, Rukia was weighing her thoughts heavily — Yaksha's information within the Archives of the Research division stated that he had been born of a pact between his human mother, and a demon, raised human, rescinding his humanity by becoming a Hollow — Was he trying to purposely get a rise out of her? Every doctrine, dogma, and spiritual scholar within the Seireitei, whether Shinigami affiliated, or otherwise, stated that Hollows are most often yielded by the soul of the departed capitulating to the despair and pain in its heart. The only exception to this being Arrancar.

They devour on the souls of the living; so why would Yaksha Dokuja even consider her to think that he was an exemption?

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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Fri Mar 03, 2017 11:22 am

There were a few more moments of silence as Yaksha rolled up the sleeves of his suit, leaving the pale flesh beneath exposed; one could see actual veins there, pulsating ever so slightly as blood was sent to and fro by the forces of what one could only assume was his heart. He looked at the table at the dishes there with a sensation that could only be called absolute focus. His lower lip even protruded, and with the way his eyes refused to blink, one could almost be led to believe he was trying to move it with his mind. But after forty seconds of full silence, he reached out with a spoon, and began to consume the soup. With the first few gestures it was mechanical, cold, almost uncaring.

But even he couldn't keep that facade up for long; it didn't take long before his movements were turning slower, more languorous, and his eyes were beginning to gleam with a wry, insouciant inner light. He let out a soft, delighted coo after about ten spoonfuls, and then leaned back in his chair, looking up at the roof. He then ceased moving entirely; he wasn't even breathing, though one could still see the very faint pulsing of his veins as he lay there. When he did speak it was was a sense of unfathomable frustration...combined with a patience that had no limit, a resigned warmth that said he'd tolerate a billion insinuations or accusations.

"Call a spade a spade, Rukia. They're handicaps. Yes, I sacrificed my humanity. I didn't have much of it to speak of, when I was alive and kicking. Yes, I still have...bad days. Yes, I have appetites and desires that many would consider self-destructive, and that everyone would consider harmful to others. For all of this, I could nearly be called an American. Now let me enumerate your handicaps, if you'll humor me for a moment."

He rose one hand, gently allowing a single finger to extend, followed by another, and another...each time he ticked off a name or event, his expression seemed to settle further and further into hideous glee.

"Mod souls. Quincies. Quincies again. Propaganda, and information control. Neliel, Dondochaka and Pesche. These are just the ones I know of."

He opened one eye, allowing it to swivel towards Rukia, and then spoke in a sickly-sweet, nauseating tone that was almost preferable over his normal one. The cold, precise formality there made it impossible to believe he was anything but infuriated.

"You're old. I'm older. You rely on information gathered by your Soul Society. Do you think it would fit their interests for it to be publicly known that there could be peace between hollows and shinigami? Are you still so arrogant after Aizen, and Nozomi, and countless other wars, to think you know more about hollows than a hollow does?"


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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Hope You've Guessed My Name. [Yaksha/Rukia]   Fri Mar 03, 2017 11:06 pm


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Rukia unsanctimoniously snorted, which was much unlike her in official and formal settings, her amaranthine eyes narrowing to slits in an instant as she spoke, her voice hardening, "American, when you are 'above petty designations?'" adding emphasis to the word "petty," as it graced her lips.

"Mind you, age has nothing to do with this matter, nor did I bring it up. It was you, who did," she cooed curtly, roiling with rage; though her reiatsu remained controlled, and unwavering — Does this man, no, Hollow, notice his self-contradiction? — The noble woman continued to speak, "It's interesting how one, such as you, who wants peace between our races, refers to us as 'arrogant,'" her facial expression had remained a mask, and Rukia fell silent.

The Kuchiki did not want to encroach, so she released the wine glass from her pale grasp, motioning in order to wrap her slender fingers around the spoon in front of her; her gaze fixed on Yaksha, as she raised her now soup filled spoon to her lips, parting them to allow entrance to the warm liquid — which, she thought, was quite delectable, despite the now unpleasant air about their conversation.

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