>>47956649
Rosa's response is a silent one, but immediate. Tiny threads of reishi emerge from your left shoulder, near the base of your neck, and weave themselves into a net which hovers a mere finger's width above your skin. They run from your shoulder all the way down to the tips of each of your fingers, and slowly begin to sink themselves into your arm with a strange, spreading chill.

After the last thread disappears your arm begins to move to another's will, repeating your stretching routine with a measured speed far closer to your norm. The arm still feels weaker than your right, but it moves the way it did before you burned the old one off.

“I'm handing active control back to you,” Rosa informs you as a sense of control returns to the previously independent limb. “I'll keep up accelerating the process of healing and retraining your muscles until it's back to normal, but while I'm at it that's about all I'll be able to do.”

“Lemme know if my help's needed in a fight and I'll consider it.”

“Better?” Yoruichi asks, prodding your arm.

You make a fist, then relax your muscles once more. “Better.”

“Good,” she smiles calmly. “Now that we've solved that little performance issue, shall we have a chat with these Valhallans?”

The two of you stop in front of the door of the farmhouse, standing in a front lawn that looks as if it's been peeled back like the skin of an onion. Any time there are lumps of sod stuck in the lintel above the door something bad's happened.

They're certainly still inside, that much is for sure.

>Knock on the door, it might confuse them.
>Calmly allow yourself in. This should be a civil meeting.
>Kick the door in, it's Riku time.

>>47956685
>Kick the door in, it's Riku time.

>>47956685
>>Kick the door in, it's Riku time.

>>47956685
>Knock on the door, it might confuse them.

>>47956685
>>Knock on the door, it might confuse them.

>>47956685
>Calmly allow yourself in. This should be a civil meeting.

I don't think kicking the door in is really going to have much of an effect after the display we just put on.

>>47956685
>Kick the door in, it's Riku time.

>>47956685
>Calmly allow yourself in. This should be a civil meeting.

>>47956685
>Knock on the door, it might confuse them.

>writing
So, how's everyone been?

>>47956685
>Knock on the door, it might confuse them.

>>47956908
Had a good time, relaxing in peace. Thank fuck for summer.

>>47956908
I just woke up and saw this was live, so pretty damn good.

>>47956908
Okay, Mosquito's have been acting up like a bitch though.

>>47956685
>>Knock on the door, it might confuse them.

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>>47956908
Instead of knocking on the door, or even knocking it down, you decide to take the third option: you simply walk into the door. In the ensuing contest of strength and determination, the door soon finds itself overwhelmed and breaks off its hinges like a bulkhead on a sinking ship collapsing under the weight of the sea.

The door, or rather what remains of it, clatters loudly to the floor and you step over it calmly, soon finding the door to the basement where the Valhallans have been sheltering. It's not locked, but through it is a darkened room.

“Come on out,” you entreat them warmly. “Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. We just want to have a little talk.”

“You do realize how sinister that sounds from where we're sitting, right?” a male voice inquires from out of the darkness. “Especially after that massive explosion.”

“If we wanted to kill you we wouldn't be having this conversation,” Yoruichi points out, quite accurately in fact. “We'd have leveled he house and been on our way. But this whole situation warrants investigation on our part, and you have information that we can use.”

“And what happens when you have what you need?” the voice presses. “That's been our lot in life, to be used then put away or disposed of when our purpose has been fulfilled.”

“Like I said,” you repeat, “we're not here to kill you.”

“But would you stick up for us?” a second voice asks. “What do we get from cooperating with you, eh?”

“Eh?” a third vice, this one female, asks. “What, are we bloody Canadian now?”

“Shaddap!”

>I can't make any promises, but we can try and mediate a discussion with your superiors.
>We can make your superiors listen. Then it falls to what you have to say.
>We can offer you safe harbor in the Seireitei, or elsewhere if need be.
>Other?

>>47957115
>We can make your superiors listen. Then it falls to what you have to say.

>>47957115
>other
>I can't make any promises, but we can try and mediate a discussion with your superiors. And if worst comes to worst we can offer you safe harbor in Seireitei, or elsewhere if need be or for that matter it is what you would prefer.

>>47957115
>I can't make any promises, but we can try and mediate a discussion with your superiors.

>>47957115
>>47957169
Supporting.

>>47957169
Second, Deleted old vote.

>writing

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>>47957340
“All I can promise is that we'll make sure your superiors hear you,” you tell them calmly. “We can't force them to listen, or to do as you ask. If things are still bad between you after that, then we'll come up with something.”

There are a few tense moments that follow where the reigai discuss the problem among themselves. They can't seem to agree at first whether you are trustworthy, or how much pull you actually have with the rest of the Valhallans. But eventually the realization that there isn't really much of an alternative begins to win out.

“Sorry 'bout that,” the Scottish woman's voice apologizes. “Needed ta set an have a wee think bout it.”

“It's fine,” you shrug. “So are you going to come upstairs and talk with us like normal people, or...”

“We'd prefer to stay where we are for now,” a male voice interrupts in a gruff tone.

You switch the lights on in the basement using the switch at the top of the stairs, briefly illuminating the basement before switching it off again.

“Bloody hell!”

“Son of a whore!”

“You wanker!”

“Sorry, what was that?” you ask, flicking the lights on and off again to a second chorus of groans. “Can't quite hear you from down there!”

“Fine!” the Scottish woman shouts. “I surrender! We're comin' up, ya hear? Just... fer the love of Christ wouldja stop with the lights?”

“Glad we could come to an agreement,” Yoruichi grins. “Sometimes, Riku, I really do love diplomacy.”
>1/2

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>>47957573
After the handful of Valhallan reigai leave the darkened basement, you manage to get them gathered around a table in the farmhouse's kitchen and convince them to briefly introduce themselves. Noin is the blond Scotswoman with the thick accent, Zechs is the man with the low voice and the slight French accent, and Treis is apparently the second man whom you overheard when spying on them earlier in the day. His English comes with a faint Spanish lisp. Two more round out the group: Zane, a taller man with a specific German accent that could make him either Austrian or Bavarian, and a woman named simply “Four” with a rather posh British tone to her voice.

>Ask them to clarify the reasons for their revolt.
>Ask about what they meant by “put away”.
>Demand to know more about the reigai of yourselves.
>Demand to know who created them.
>Other?

Order MAY be important here, btw, and you may want to consider who you primarily address questions to.

>>47957596
>Ask them to clarify the reasons for their revolt.
>Ask about what they meant by “put away”.
>Demand to know more about the reigai of yourselves.
Noin.

>>47957596
>Ask about what they meant by “put away”.
Let's go with Noin then. Gotta make King write the accent.

>>47957596
>1. Demand to know more about the reigai of yourselves.
>2. Where and how they got the materials to create the reigai clones.
>3. Demand to know who created them.
>4. Ask them to clarify the reasons for their revolt.
>5.Ask about what they meant by “put away”.

>>47957596
>>47957671
Also address whoever seems to be in charge. Which I assume to be the Scot.

>>47957596
>>47957643
I support this

>>47957596
>Demand to know more about the reigai of yourselves.
>Ask them to clarify the reasons for their revolt.
>Ask about what they meant by “put away”.
Ask Scotlady or Franceman.

>>47957596
>Other?
What's their connection with the clone Riku and Yoru?

>writing

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Hey King!

Wait, we have 3, 4, 6, 9 and 10. Even counting the dopplegangers, that leaves people missing.

>>47957968
>that leaves people missing
>no 5
So... clone Aizen?

>>47957795
Both the driving force in this group and apparently the voice of moderation seems to be the Scotswoman, Noin, so you choose to address her directly.

“First off, you'll have to forgive me for wanting to know about those clones of us,” you begin with a scowl. “It's something of a personal matter as well as a dangerous development. Do you know where they came from?”

Noin shakes her head. “It's one a those things lass, ken what I mean? Ya don't go pokin' round with it, ya let it lie.”

“You're telling us you never asked?” Yoruichi presses, cocking an eyebrow in surprise. “You'd think that'd be the first question on your minds.”

“Believe us, it was,” Zechs counters, thrusting himself into the conversation. “But they refused to explain anything to us. They spoke and we listened, and there was a tacit understanding that that was the way of things.”

“All I know is they weren' from here,” Noin adds. “Prolly from tha Orient, I reckoned.”

“Helpful,” you grumble. “Anything else you can tell us about them?”

“Yeah, like were they alone?” Yoruichi presses, her expression stern.

“No. Funny thin that, I'dve expected there'd be more'n one of them. Ya kent tell me you'd make jus two Cap'ns if ya had tha means ta make more'n two.”

Fair point.

“And your revolt?” you continue. “We understand it has something to do with your treatment by the Valhallan military? Was your treatment at the hands of your actual creators, or the bureaucrats, or your commanders...”
>1/2

[crickets chirping]

So we should probably try to find out where 1, 2, 5, and 8 are. They could be important to this.

>>47958077
There may be more than 10. Also, since this is based on a mongolian finger painting, watch out for Zero.

>>47958077
They're probably dead.

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>>47957988
“Our commanders,” Zane explains hastily. “If we ever had something like 'a creator' we've never met him.”

You exchange a confused glance with your wife, who immediately asks for clarification. “Not even when they operated on you?”

Noin shakes her head, while Zechs speaks up. “Military surgeons, military advisors, military police, officers, soldiers... it was all handled without a civilian or a suit in sight. No scientists to be seen.”

“I find that hard to believe,” Yoruichi tells you sternly. “It takes the Research Bureau a half dozen lab coats to figure out even basic spiritual tools and technology, how could the Valhallans produce ten or more reigai with none?”

“We always assumed some form of incarceration,” Zechs explains.

“And your numbers?” you ask him. “I heard what happened to Seven, but were the others...”

“They were,” Four tells you sadly. “Five got it worst.”

“Jesus, why'd ya hafta go an remin' me,” Noin shudders. “I ken still hear 'im times when I close my eyes.”

You almost wish you hadn't asked.

“And when you say that your superiors have you put away,” Yoruichi asks, providing a welcome change of topic, “what exactly does that mean? I've got a weird image of them putting you away in a closet like children's toys.”

“That's precisely what it is like,” Four tells her. “When we have completed a mission, our handlers remove something called a “gikongan” from our bodies. The little ball where our soul resides goes in a vat of protective fluid, and our bodies are placed into storage until we are needed.”

>What missions do they have you handle?
>How did you escape?
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?
>Other?

>>47958077
I'm fairly certain at least one was mentioned as being dead. Fairly certain that was what sparked the rebellion.

>>47958106
>What missions do they have you handle?
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?

>>47958106
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?
>What missions did they have you handle?
>How did you escape?

>>47958119
Yeah, 7.

>>47958106
>How did you escape?
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?

>>47958106
>What missions do they have you handle?
>How did you escape?
>Other?
How many of them were there, and did our clones have numbers?

Oh, and best not ask them about their glowing weak spot at this stage.

>>47958106
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?
Which should also extend to something that should track them. Though given the fact that the Valhallans never got to keep tabs for long, I'm guessing they got around that.

>>47958106
>What missions do they have you handle?
>How did you escape?
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?

>>47958106
>Did they have some sort of enforcement mechanism?
>What missions do they have you handle?
>How did you escape?
>Other: We're sorry for what you've gone through. We'll do what it takes to straighten things out here, especially when our souls were 'copied.'

>>47958106
>What training did they give you? Surely they didn't just rely on some sort of implanted memories, right?

>>47958106
>>47958145
Supporting this!

>Writing

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Sorry, something came up and I was briefly delayed. Posting an apology picture and getting back to it.

>>47958480
Apology cat accepted.

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>>47958480
“I assume you weren't exactly cooperating by choice?” Yoruichi sighs.

“You'd be right,” Zane confirms. “Our bodies could be destroyed remotely in case we ever refused. Ein tried a few times before they decided to put him down.”

“And so you had to destroy the mechanism they used to accomplish that,” you conclude, filling in the blanks left in Zane's statement. “You did fire the first shot, just for understandable reasons.”

“You don't think that'll complicate things?” Yoruichi asks you. You frown and scratch lightly at the back of your neck as the Valhallan reigai watch you in anticipation.

“It will,” you admit, “and we don't have the pull here to change their minds if they decide these reigai should be killed, or destroyed, or whatever they call it.”

“Fuck, they're gonna cull us like badgers,” Zechs grumbles. “Well if it comes to that I'm not letting them...”

“Hold that thought,” you snap, “nobody's saying that'll actually happen. I'll decide what I want to do about it when we get there. There won't be one Valhallan in that room that'll be able to kill you unless I allow it.”

“So I have another question,” you tell them, rising to your feet. “Did they train you?”

“Aye,” Noin tells you. “No clue bout those reigai ah you two.”

>Any other business?
>Come with us, we'll escort you back to the Valhallan's regional headquarters.
>You stay here. I'll see if we can't bring their flag officers here.
>You stay here, we'll present your case and return with their verdict.
>Oher?

>>47958630
>>You stay here. I'll see if we can't bring their flag officers here.

>>47958630
>You stay here. I'll see if we can't bring their flag officers here.
Right-o.

>>47958630
>>You stay here. I'll see if we can't bring their flag officers here.

>>47958630
>You stay here, we'll present your case and return with their verdict.
>Any other business?

>>47958630
>We could destroy their bodies to mollify the valhallans then smuggle gikongan back to seireitei and get kisuke to remake the bodies.

>>47958630
>>Other?
You have a choice you can come with us, we'll escort you back to the Valhallan's regional headquarters and make your case. You could stay here, and I'll see if we can't bring their flag officers here. Or you can stay here, we'll present your case and return with their verdict. It's up to you.

>>47958630
>You stay here. I'll see if we can't bring their flag officers here.
Som one should watch over them for their own safety

>>47958630
>Other?
Arrange the meetup but on relatively neutral ground.

>>47958686
Sneaky, but A: lying to them about these guys being gone could come back to bite us and B: sounds a little resource intensive. Not sure it'd be my first choice plan.

>>47958709
I doubt these fuckers could ID them if the bodies were modified to look different. Something tells me it wasn't exactly their people who figured out the science behind this. Not that I think we should gamble on a hypothesis; it might become a good option if we discover the creator and it turns out to be who we think it is, however.

So does anyone else think old creepyface is behind our clones?

>>47958750
>I doubt these fuckers could ID them if the bodies were modified to look different
That's fair. They don't seem the smartest OR strongest after all.

>>47958761
Seems unlikely, if he was going to do it he wouldn't pussyfoot around doing it. Creepyface would have done it in his own lab in Seireitei.

>writing
Also, who's creepyface? Problem is this is Bleach, that could mean a LOT of people.

>>47958853
You know, creepyface!

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>>47958814
I dunno this would probably be a good test for him.

>>47958853
THE creepyface

>>47958853
I am assuming everyone means everyone's least favorite science clown.

>>47958853
The guy who used to carry a baby idol over his junk.

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>>47958888
>used to

>>47958912
I haven't been looking too closely at his new forms since they change too often with little regard to practicality or fashion sense. For some reason I don't know, I had enough hope in Kubo to assume he would've realized what a retarded position it was to carry a sword.

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“Yoruichi, you stay here and watch these bunch. I'll go speak with their flag officers, try and convince them to come here instead.”

“And what makes you think we won't try and take her hostage?” Zane asks, his hand finding the hilt of a knife on his belt. “Use that as leverage?”

You exchange a glance with your wife, then the two of you burst into peals of barely-contained laughter. After several moments with no end in sight, Zane grumbles again. “Well, we could you know.”

That just makes you laugh harder.

“But seriously,” Yoruichi finally replies as she begins to get a grip on herself again, “I'd rip out your own spine and beat you to death with it if you tried. So be a good boy and behave while we try and help sort things out for you.”

“She would,” you agree. “It may not sound physically possible but I'm sure she'd find a way.”

“I'll be back!” you finish with a cheerful wave. “Bye now!”

Yoruichi smiles back at you pleasantly. “See you!”

You're obliged to travel through the night without rest in order to make it back to the headquarters section by sunup, but you manage it and only need to take a few moments to clean yourself up afterwards before meeting with Shunsui.

“So I take it that little lightshow was your doing?” he asks, glancing down at your arms. “Are you okay, Lady Riku?”

“I am,” you assure him.

>Exchange updates with Shunsui?
>Send a message back to the Seireitei updating them?
>Barge in on the Flag officers. You'll report when you have something to report.
>Other?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?
Then have Shunsui send a message back to the Seireitei updating them?
While Riku
Barge in on the Flag officers.

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Barge in on the Flag officers. You'll report when you have something to report.
Heeeere's Riku!

>>47959115
>>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?

>>47959115
>Exchange updates with Shunsui?
>Barge in on the Flag officers. You'll report when you have something to report.

These assholes don't get a say anymore. I'm fairly certain that we do not have enough exponents to calculate how high their tab is using mathematics at this point.

>writing, btw

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>>47959386
“So, Shunsui, what've you learned while we were out blowing up half the countryside?”

Your fellow Captain gestures for you to lean in closer so he can use a hushed tone, and you oblige him. “I think I'm in love.”

You crack him over the head so hard and so quickly his face goes through the floor. Which doesn't hurt him, you think, because he comes up chuckling to himself. “I learned that nobody here actually knows where their little toy soldiers came from or who even made them. I think it's safe to say we have an expertise leak within the Research Bureau.”

“Have the officers here said anything to that effect yet?” you ask him.

He rubs the back of his head where you hit him. “They're certainly cagey. Anyone who does know wouldn't say, and anyone who knows who would know won't even admit to knowing that much.”

“Well, I found the reigai,” you explain. “They were treating their own reigai as living weapons, making reckless surgical alterations and keeping them locked up in storage when they're not on missions.”

“So you blew them up already?” Shunsui asks you, a frown on his face.

You shake your head solemnly. “Well, no. We met Yoruichi's clone.”

“You did? And you blew her up?”

You continue to shake your head. “No, I blew up a clone of myself.”

There are a few seconds of awkward silence. “Now that's a fight I'd have paid to see up close.”

“It was interesting,” you admit.

>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>I'm going to force a settlement.
>We need to report this to the Seireitei, open an investigation into the leak.
>Other?

>>47959516
>>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>>I'm going to force a settlement.

>>47959516
>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.

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>>47959516
>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>I'm going to force a settlement.

>>47959516
>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.

>>47959516
>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>I'm going to force a settlement.
Riku going hard.

>>47959516
>>>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>>I'm going to force a settlement.
>>We need to report this to the Seireitei, open an investigation into the leak.
Por que no los tres? Shunsui can go ahead and return to the Seireitei, he's barely done anything.

>>47959516
>We need to report this to the Seireitei, open an investigation into the leak.

>>47959516
>We need to report this to the Seireitei, open an investigation into the leak.
Right and proper, anons!

>>47959516
>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>We need to report this to the Seireitei, open an investigation into the leak.

>>47959516
>I'm going to confront the flag officers, force them to confess.
>I'm going to force a settlement.

Ask Shunsui to be good cop to our bad cop. Or maybe lazy cop to our murdercop.

>>47959760
I do like that.

>tallying and writing

Jesus, those Scottish and Irish accents are super thick.

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>>47959791
“So what now?” Shunsui asks.

You shrug the question off. “Simple. I go into the office of the highest ranking officer I can find and force a confession and a settlement, in that order. You should report back to the Head Captain on what we've found, inform him that we've found the reigai's greatest weakness.”

“Their weakness?” he repeats, cocking an eyebrow. “And what pray tell is that?”

“They were designed to be 'better' than us,” you explain with a devious grin, “and whoever did the designing decided that hesitation made us weaker. So while they were fierce combatants, they fell for simple tricks that any of us would see through instantly. They couldn't hold anything back at all.”

“I'll be sure to tell that to the Head Captain,” Shunsui nods. “You wanna give me a hand?”

“Sure,” you nod, ripping a hole in the fabric of the universe like you're casually drawing a zipper through the air. “Not a problem, just remember to watch your step.”

Once Shunsui disappears into the Garganta, you head up a single flight of stairs to a posh-looking office with two armed guards standing outside it. They try to speak to you, but you push past them easily and breeze into the office to find a man sitting behind the desk with a star on each collar.

“Can I help you?” he grumbles.

“Yes,” you reply calmly. “Here's the deal, I need you to tell me where those reigai came from.”

“Excuse me?”

“Don't lie to me,” you continue, refusing to back down for so much as a second. “I can tell that your little reigai aren't from here.”

“You spoke to them before killing them, I take it?” he asks, setting aside his paperwork and picking up the phone on his desk. “Sergeant, clear my schedule for the afternoon. Yeah, that's right.”

>No, they're not dead. But the copies of myself and Lady Yoruichi are.
>Yeah, sure. Tell me where they came from.
>Other?

>>47960131
Sometimes I mistake it for actual Gaelic.

>>47960171
>>Other?
Yea, I spoke to them. (Say nothing else, about whether they are dead or alive.)

>>47960171
>No, they're not dead. But the copies of myself and Lady Yoruichi are.

>>47960171
>>>Yeah, sure. Tell me where they came from.
Why do you ask?

>>47960171
>No, they're not dead. But the copies of myself and Lady Yoruichi are.
>You don't get to ask the questions here though, That's my job

>>47960171
>>47960215
supporting this

>>47960171
>No, they're not dead. But the copies of myself and Lady Yoruichi are.

>>47960171
>>47960215
Supporting.

>>47960171
> "Who did you 'commission' to work on the 'reigai project'?" As far as I can tell, it's apparent you valhallans don't have the resources needed to create reigai on the same caliber as the clones of myself and Yoruichi whom we risked our lives to get rid of for you, so that means you had to get an outside source.

>>47960171
>>47960215
Backing!

>>47960171
>No, they're not dead. But the copies of myself and Lady Yoruichi are.

>writing
A bit slower than usual. It's been a long week.

>>47960501
Hope next week is better then!

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>>47960501
“I spoke to them,” you admit, conveniently neglecting to inform the general that they're still alive. Or at least they were last you saw them, if they tried anything overnight with Yoruichi around they might not have made it through till morning. “I also spoke with a copy of myself before I atomized her with kidō. She told me some very interesting things.”

“So that was you?” the general asks, eyes widening. “And it was a single spell?”

“My own personal nuclear option,” you grin, locking eyes with your opposite. “Now then, you and I both know you can't possibly have cloned myself or Lady Yoruichi, let alone made up-to-date clones that reflected changes to our respective armaments that only happened within the last few months. Someone supplied you, either with the means to create those reigai or with the reigai themselves, and that someone is in the Seireitei right now.”

“Isn't that right?”

“I don't...”

“Bullshit,” you interrupt, leaning across the table and grabbing the general by his collar. “Who was it?”

>dice+3d10, DC 7

Rolled 4, 9, 5 = 18 (3d10)

>>47960672

Rolled 8, 9, 3 = 20 (3d10)

>>47960672

Rolled 1, 9, 8 = 18 (3d10)

>>47960672

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>>47960672

Rollin!

>>47960704
Hmmm...

>>47960704
>Namefag proves to be retarded yet again.jpg

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>>47960704
>goes to reply post to roll
>forgets to add dice to options field

Rolled 7, 5, 6 = 18 (3d10)

>>47960704

Didn't work. :(

Rolled 9, 1, 8 = 18 (3d10)

>>47960672

>>47960695
>>47960703
>>47960734
The dice gods are really liking 8 and 9 today huh?

>>47960742
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcKjg2nqXsE

Rolled 9, 4, 3 = 16 (3d10)

>>47960672

>writing

>>47960804
“Indeed,” a new voice joins the discussion seemingly from nowhere, “I would be curious to know as well.”

Behind the general stands a stern-looking woman with dark, wavy hair: less like a person, more of a carved stone statue wearing a flowing white robe of the smoothest silk. Her arms are crossed in front of her chest, and the deep violet orbs she has for eyes are set in the midst of an unmistakable frown. Tenkotsuki quietly joins you at your side.

“I greet you, Lady Artemis,” Tenkotsuki greets with a graceful albeit shallow bow, as would be exchanged between equals. “Apologies that such measures would be necessary on our account.”

“Your involvement is of little concern, Tamamo no Mae,” Artemis replies sternly, before allowing a glance at you that nearly freezes your blood. “Nor is that of your partner. Our concern is internal in nature.”

The general refuses to look at his visitor, instead locking his eyes on a point somewhere along the wall behind you. He's already sweating profusely. “With the deepest possible respect and humility, Lady Artemis, this is a violation of protocol. You are not meant to be here.”

“Something has been done that affects another spiritual realm,” Artemis replies, leaning uncomfortably close to the general. “It is in fact our duty to send an investigator to ascertain the impact and consider a solution. General, please send in Colonel Bradford, you will find he is waiting outside.”

The general lifts the phone to his front office. “Sergeant,” he begins in a nearly lifeless tone, “please send in Colonel Bradford.”

A younger man opens the doors behind you slowly, and you turn in time to see his face blanch. “Lady Artemis Lygodesma, you wished to speak to me?”

“You will be replacing our friend General Marshall as of today,” Artemis replies in a voice that seems to echo in your chest long after she ceases to speak.
>1/2

>>47961054
“Yes, as is commanded,” Colonel Bradford bows deeply. “I ask your leave to withdraw.”

“You have it.”

“Now, General,” Artemis repeats herself, “tell us who provided the reigai.”

“It was... a member of the Shinigami Research and Development Institute,” he admits with a trembling voice. “We never knew his name, never met face to face. All I know is that he was able to send us the materials and the reigai themselves through a portal, similar to the sort the shinigami use to travel through but much smaller.”

“This is all I know, I swear it to you.”

Artemis looks in your and Tenkotsuki's direction. “I admit a certain dissatisfaction. I can only imagine your own at such a non-answer, but you have some direction already in this matter. I wish you the best.”

Without a word of explanation she places her hand on the General's shoulder. His eyes widen in horror, his mouth opens to scream... but before he manages, his body is gone. Instead, where he sits, there is nothing but a docile, fat-looking snake. Artemis looks down at the serpent with disdain.

“Enjoy having a body suitable to your demeanor, General,” she all but sneers. “Now, slither along and find a nice rock to hide under. I have no further need for your testimony, and this shall serve as your punishment.”

>Do you have any business with Artemis while she's here in front of you?
>Or is it just a bit of a “what the fuck” moment?

>>47961134
>>Or is it just a bit of a “what the fuck” moment?

...and now i remember most gods are dicks...

>>47961134
>Do you have any business with Artemis while she's here in front of you?
Ask her opinion/help with the Reigai? The ones here that is.

>>47961134
>To Artemis: "Thank you for the venison dinner you provided."
At least thank her for her hospitality and meal.

>>47961134
>Do you have any business with Artemis while she's here in front of you?
Ask Artemis to give our regards to her pantheon, if she want's to pass any messages to the east and thank her for the meal.

>>47961134
>>47961189
Good point, let's thank her.

>>47961189
>>47961193
seconding both

>>47961134
Thank Artemis for the help and hospitality.

Ask if she has a stake in this investigation that needs to be pursued on our end, since I reckon that she's out of the divine jurisdiction in the east. Tone down on any presumptuousness when asking this, I guess?

>>47961134
We can reasonably infer that she saw Yourichi and Regai Yourichi pull out their toolbox right? We should polity ask her if there are any spiritual tools the Valhallans have access to that she would object to Yourichi copying.

>>47961216
You forgot to tag the original post.

>>47961250
Also totally seconding this.

>been writing, slowly winding down

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>>47961485
“Thank you for your hospitality, Lady Artemis,” you bow, just a little deeper than your zanpakuto. To your surprise Artemis mirrors the gesture, albeit with a shallower bow. “The meal was quite enjoyable.”

“I could not fathom allowing you and your partner to go into battle having had a poor supper,” Artemis explains, with something akin to humor in her voice. “Particularly when it was a battle secretly fought on our own behalf.”

“Is there anything your pantheon would like us to do when we return?” you continue. “Any messages for the East, or any loose ends you'd ask that we investigate?”

Artemis slowly shakes her head. “No, I fear no... wait.”

She seems to change her mind partway through her sentence, and frowns. “Perhaps there is, although the others may not approve of me saying so. There is something which has long weighed heavily on my mind that only a shinigami would be able to investigate.”

“The difference in spiritual particle densities,” Tenkotsuki realizes suddenly. “You do not know what caused it either?”

“And I was alive when whatever did occurred,” Artemis adds. “Indeed, it is my belief that whatever caused this change could indeed have disastrous results were it to happen again.”

“So you want to know what happened?” you ask. “Very well. If I stumble across an answer I'll share it.”

“Good,” she nods. “I thank you.”

“I do have a favor to ask, however...”

“You wish to know of any artifacts that you might be able to present to Captain Shinhōin Yoruichi to be copied?” Artemis completes your thought, her eyes totally unreadable. “I may know of a few items of which I certainly would never speak to you, nor offer in exchange for your services, and which certainly did not just appear on the table in front of her.”

“Too bad,” you smile. “I'd liked to have seen some of them.”
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>>47961861
“If that is everything?” Artemis asks.

>Thank you.
>Any advice regarding the surviving reigai?
>Other?

>>47961869
>Thank you.

>>47961869
>>Thank you.

>>47961869
>Thank you.

>>47961869
>Thank you.

>>47961869
>>>Thank you.
Fuck her advice. She ain't no Athena.

>>47961869
>Thank you.

>>47961869
>>Thank you.
>>Any requests regarding the surviving reigai?

Not going to lie if she tells us to kill them we probably should.

>>47961978
Na fuck off.

>>47961869
>Thank you.

>>47961978
they're a non-issue. Besides, we technically took care of it since they were primarily concerned about the Riku-clone and Yoru-clone running amok.

>>47961869
“I think so,” you nod. “The rest seems like it's kind of up to us mortals.”

Artemis, for the first time since arriving, allows herself a strangely human gesture: she raises an eyebrow. “Immortality, like perfection, does not exist in this world Lady Kusajishi. Some of us may simply be closer to it than others.”

With that, she vanishes from your sight. A particularly fat snake slithers across the floor, looks up at you with hate-filled eyes, and slithers out into the hallway.

“Oh, a snake!” you hear the Colonel's voice accompanied by a loud thump.

That... went poorly almost immediately.

Colonel Bradford allows himself in, looking about the room for the general. “Um... Captain? Where did they go?”

You silently gesture over your shoulder with your left thumb. “You just passed him in the hallway.”

A look of dawning comprehension creeps across his face before he manages to restrain himself. Instead of making a comment he sits in his new chair, looking at you awkwardly for a few seconds before speaking. “So you want to discuss the reigai situation, I take it? And that would imply that some of them are still alive, is that correct?”

>Yes, and they want to strike a deal to return.
>Yes, and you've got a lot to answer for.
>Yes, and I'm taking them with me.
>Other?

>>47961922
>She ain't no Athena
I think if she were, we'd be in some far deeper shit.

>>47962054
>Yes, and you've got a lot to answer for.

>>47962158
>Yes, and they want to strike a deal to return.
>Yes, and you've got a lot to answer for.

>>47962158
>>>Yes, and you've got a lot to answer for.

>>47962158
>Yes, and they want to strike a deal to return.
>Yes, and you've got a lot to answer for.
>I do hope you make better decisions than you're predecessor for both of our sake's

>>47962158
>Yes, and you've got a lot to answer for.

>>47962158
>Other?
Yes, how do you want the situation to be resolved?

(Which isn't to say we will do what he says just that depending on his answer we might not have to call in any of their debts.)

>>47962262
Also it will tell us how much of an ass this guy is.

>>47962262
Good idea, seconding this.

>>47962262
>Congratulations on your promotion.
>>47962158
actually seconding this, offering leniency on a party that's indebted to us would put us in a good light to their perspective.

>writing

>>47962408
Did Bradford accidentally kill Marshall?

>>47962583
Seems like it.

>>47962408
“You have a lot to answer to them for,” you remind the newly-minted general. “How do you propose to do that?”

“Well,” he muses, “I suspect that if they returned we would need to place them under temporary observation. But after a few weeks maybe, we could begin integrating them into the regular military force.”

“Please take them a message from me,” he concludes, offering a handshake. “Tell them that if they return peacefully I believe we can work out our differences.”

You accept the handshake. “And if I hear that you reneged on your deal I'll be back.”

“No offense intended, Captain, but that's a scenario I'd prefer to avoid.”

Returning to the farmhouse and delivering word of the new general's willingness to work out a solution takes the rest of the morning, but eventually they do receive word. The response isn't exactly enthusiastic, but it is at least what you could call “cautiously optimistic”. There's a lot of bad blood there that will need to be dealt with in the coming years, and trust will have to be built from nothing, but it does seem that both sides are willing to give it a good faith effort.

Without making too much of a scene, you and Yoruichi see yourselves out of the Valhallan realm...
>dice+1d10, taking the fourth roll only

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>47962602

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>47962602

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>47962602

>>47962622
>>47962623
>>47962632
Thank fuck it's 4th.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>47962602

>>47962642
but 2 is our lucky number!

>>47962642
Anon, You're new is showing, It doesn't matter if it's high or low.

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>>47962645
Taking this roll. I can't do another update, as I'm literally in and out of consciousness, but I'll continue tomorrow at the same time for a second run. SoZ isn't quite ready to go, as like I said the week was pretty hard and I had little time to prepare.

So thanks for playing, the archive is up, and I look forward to wrapping this up tomorrow.

I'll stick around for a minute or two, but most questions will have to go through ask.fm or twitter. Because I'm not going to last much longer.

>>47962708
asking this >>47962583

>>47962708
Thanks for running Queen!

>>47962708
godspeed to your health Queen.

>>47962742
That's precisely what's implied.

Now, see you lot tomorrow!

>>47962708
Thanks for running!