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>>846373
“You're thinking along the right lines,” Yoruichi nods softly in agreement. “Regardless of how they feel about it this Central 46 accidentally set three precedents: accepting me and Riku, acknowledging the validity of the alliances we made with you, and most importantly in dealing with Muramasa's rebellion.”

“Muramasa? I see.” Halibel seems to understand her meaning immediately: in allowing the zanpakuto spirits who caused such destruction and attacked their respective Captains not only to live but to return to their wielders without any punitive measures, the Central 46 probably gave up much of their right to hold the reigai Captains accountable. Both are intimately linked with active-duty Captains, both seem to have acted not entirely of their own will, and both are officially viewed by the Central 46 as constructs.

“In trying to claim that the reigai should be dealt with as criminals the Central 46 would first have to acknowledge them as people rather than equipment,” Yoruichi summarizes so that anyone not so accustomed to her line of thinking can keep up. “And that's where it gets messy enough that I can dispute their orders under my authority as the Onmitsukidō Executive.”

“In any event it means forfeiting your zanpakuto,” you observe calmly, “since those are likely to become a sticking point. As for what happens after that... I cannot say for sure.”

>You should withdraw. Update your fellow reigai on what happened and make a decision.
>The three of you aren't leaving. You'll be imprisoned while we make our case to the C46.
>We're popping you out of those bodies, it'll make you seem like less of a threat to the C46.
>Other?

>>846394
>The three of you aren't leaving. You'll be imprisoned while we make our case to the C46.

>>846394
>The three of you aren't leaving. You'll be imprisoned while we make our case to the C46.
Seems most reasonable.

>>846394
>Other?
You guys are pretty much exact copies of my family, so i'm sure you know i don't want anything bad to happen to you, and i'd rather if we could get along without fighting, especially since that bastard is dead and you have no-one to give you any orders now. You're essentially free, what you do from here on is your own choice.

>>846394
>The three of you aren't leaving. You'll be imprisoned while we make our case to the C46.

>>846394
>Other: "I'm tired as fuck, you're tired as fuck. Everyone's tired as fuck from these series of insurrections. Aside from you three, has Inaba made any more Reigai? We might need to pass the message along.
>The three of you aren't leaving. You'll be "imprisoned" while we make our case to the C46.

>>846394
>>You should withdraw. Update your fellow reigai on what happened and make a decision.
>And come tell me when you make it.

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>dice+3d10
>dc 18, crit 24
>best of 3

Rolled 10, 10, 7 = 27 (3d10)

>>846439
ouch

>>846394
>>The three of you aren't leaving. You'll be imprisoned while we make our case to the C46.

We could make the same case here along the lines Riku handed to the Valhallan project. Though I reckon depowering would definitely be one of the topics that will be broached. Doubt it would be appealing to the more aggressive reigai personalities (looking at you clone Kenny).

We should also prep for memory wipe being on the table.

>>846441
well then

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>>846441
well then.

Rolled 6, 7, 6 = 19 (3d10)

>>846439
Might as well roll I guess.

Rolled 2, 5, 6 = 13 (3d10)

>>846439

Rolled 8, 4, 5 = 17 (3d10)

>>846439

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>>846441
Shit dude.

>>846441
Good jobbu

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>>846441
BTFO

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>>846441
“The three of you will be held for the time being,” you sigh, motioning Halibel and Starrk forward towards Gin and Rangiku. “I would of course prefer that you cooperate, the last thing I would want would be to have to fight you even after... what is that?”

You, along with everyone around you, glance down Inaba's beheaded body as it crumbles away into dust. Gin shrugs. “He was a reigai, of course. Didn't you realize it?”

“A reigai controlling reigai...” Yoruichi muses. “The plot thickens.”

Kneeling next to the pile of dust you retrieve the red soul pill that contains Inaba's conscience and pocket it. “As I was saying, please try and tolerate it for the time being. Yoruichi and I will try...”

For the second time you're interrupted, this time by Suì Fēng turning and bolting with a flash step. Gin's reigai raises his eyebrow as you give chase, quickly overtaking Suì Fēng before she realizes it. She glances over her shoulder only to run headlong into you.

“How did you...”

“That was very rude, Little Bee,” you scold the reigai, grabbing her by her shoulder and bringing her right back to where you both started off. “Here I am ready to try my best to save your neck and you go and do something like that? Luckily for you I have grown too tired to hold it against you, so this time you get a free pass.”

“Welcome back, Suì Fēng,” Yoruichi smirks confidently. “Did you have fun?”

“Lady Yoruichi,” the reigai grumbles, “please do not taunt me! You know as well as I do that the Central 46 will not tolerate our existence, so please, at very least do me the kindness of allowing me to die in the manner I choose!”

“And you should know as well as I do,” Yoruichi counters immediately, “that's not the way I taught you. What happened to not looking for glory in death, hm?”

“She has a point, you know,” Gin adds, having handed off his sword to Starrk. “This isn't settled yet. Not by a long shot.”

>Interrogate the three reigai, try and figure out where their fellow reigai are.
>Figure out if Kisuke's still alive, start coming up with possible solutions.
>Arrange to meet with the Central 46 as soon as possible to make your arguments.
>Other?

>>846514
>>Figure out if Kisuke's still alive, start coming up with possible solutions.

"Did you (unsurprisingly) make friends with your clone counterpart, like with the cyborg Sternritter head?"

>>846514
>Interrogate the three reigai, try and figure out where their fellow reigai are.

>>846514
>Figure out if Kisuke's still alive, start coming up with possible solutions.
>Other: Angrily grumble about Inaba pulling a Dr. Doom's 'It was actually a DoomBot' shtick'

>>846514

>>846514
>>Figure out if Kisuke's still alive, start coming up with possible solutions.
>>Arrange to meet with the Central 46 as soon as possible to make your arguments.

>>846514
>Figure out if Kisuke's still alive, start coming up with possible solutions.
Ask them what these guys know about Inaba. Such as what the fuck his problem is.

>>846514
>Figure out if Kisuke's still alive, start coming up with possible solutions.

Rolled 6, 9, 2, 1 = 18 (4d10)

>QM rolling then writing

>>846627
Let's hope that's for some baddie.

>>846627
oh dear. Kisuke's in a pretty bad shape.

>>846627
“Yoruichi, please head to where Kisuke was fighting and see to it he makes it back here,” you request of your wife. “Keep in touch. I will see to Rangiku.”

Yoruichi nods in understanding. “Yeah, I'm sure he can come up with something before we have to talk to the Central 46. And Riku?”

“Yes?”

She glances at you rather warily. “You may want to... you know.”

She gestures at your body, which is when you suddenly become conscious that your Bankai is still released. Although it certainly looks majestic, remaining like this for too long might cause problems.

>Remain in Bankai for the time being
>Remain in Bankai just long enough to help Starrk and Halibel heal
>Those two have regenerative abilities, you can seal your swords now
>Other?

>I know it's a short update, but it kind of warrants a vote

>>846640
>>Remain in Bankai just long enough to help Starrk and Halibel heal

>>846640
>Those two have regenerative abilities, you can seal your swords now

>>846640
>Other?
Ask Starkk and Halibel if they want Riku's help getting fixed up.

>>846640
>Remain in Bankai just long enough to help Starrk and Halibel heal
If the reigai aren't standing down yet, I don't see any reason not to maintain our vigilance

>>846640
>Those two have regenerative abilities, you can seal your swords now
Halfway through the post I was starting to worry this was the kinda dream where you suddenly realize you have no clothes on! Of course, Bankai isn't much better to be seen in for the most part.

>>846640
>Remain in Bankai just long enough to help Starrk and Halibel heal

>>846676
>Remain in Bankai just long enough to help Starrk and Halibel heal

Yeah, because with our luck SOMETHING wull attack as soon as we release it. So better have those two healthy so they can protect us.

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>writing

go ahead and roll me 3d10, DC 15 crit 24.

Rolled 10, 1, 6 = 17 (3d10)

>>846819
ouch.

Rolled 7, 4, 7 = 18 (3d10)

>>846819

Rolled 10, 10, 4 = 24 (3d10)

>>846819

Rolled 2, 8, 1 = 11 (3d10)

>>846819

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>>846829
Ooh, never thought I'd clutch it.

>>846829
Well, Riku's even made exhaustion her bitch today.

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>>846819
“In a moment,” you insist, turning to catch up with Halibel and Starrk.

“Would the two of you appreciate some help healing?” you ask them. “It seems that Inaba's abilities caught you off guard.”

Halibel glances down at her cracked armor and bruised skin. “I would not say no.”

“I've got a bad knot in my shoulder, right about here?” Starrk jokes, pointing at his back with his thumb.

“That is a hole,” you observe the wound. “It goes clean through.”

“Hole, knot, same difference really.”

You let loose an exasperated, echoing sigh. “I will take care of it.”

It takes a few minutes to heal each of the two arrancar, the hole in Starrk's shoulder needs closing up and there are deep slashes across his side and arm while Halibel looks as though she has been run through a hydraulic press. Almost her entire body requires healing to some degree, so you're obliged to spend several minutes sealing up the cracks in the bony plates which cover her resurreccion form and stopping whatever internal bleeding you find.

Eventually, once they're both in solid shape, it comes time to start sealing zanpakuto. Starrk asks that you turn around as he separates Lilynette from himself: at first you wonder if he's trying to be mysterious about it, but from the sound of it the problem is more one of awkwardness.

“No, no!” Lilynette protests, “don't drag me out by my leg, asshole! Just... just turn around, okay? No, turn to your left. No, your other left!”

“I only have one left!” Starrk grumbles mutinously.

Meanwhile the white armored segments that cover several parts of Tia's skin light up in glowing amber, then seem to retreat into her arm-blade. Then the blade itself reverts to its sealed form, and she tucks it away into its sheath with a flourish.

As for your own release form's end it's mostly just a feeling you get, neither good nor bad. It's almost like a pressure has been relieved, but at the same time it leaves you with a baffling sense of emptiness. Mostly though it leaves you feeling tired from the whole experience.

“Are you okay?” Tia asks, no doubt noticing that you swayed briefly on your feet.

You nod, too stubborn to even consider the possibility that you need to rest. “I'm fine, thanks. Just make sure those three are locked down tight for the time being."

"Of course."
>1/2

>>846845
it's night time Queen In-universe atm.

>>846845
Not only that, but all three rolls cleared the DC.

>>846852
>“No, no!” Lilynette protests, “don't drag me out by my leg, asshole! Just... just turn around, okay? No, turn to your left. No, your other left!”
>“I only have one left!” Starrk grumbles mutinously.
This dialogue has so many implications on how they're conjoined together.

>>846868
Yes.

>>846852
With that taken care of you return to your daughter. Rangiku's been resting quietly nearby through the whole encounter, and offers a little smile when you come for her.

“Told that asshole you were gonna be pissed,” she tells you, “but he wouldn't listen. Good to see you got through alright.”

“Yeah, I've been through worse,” you grunt, lifting her off the ground and making a silent dash for your quarters. “And from the feel of it, Kisuke's the one who got hit the hardest. It was his own clone that did it.”

“Man that's one fight I'm glad I was nowhere near,” Rangiku laughs. “I wonder how he eventually pulled it off?”

“Knowing him it was some creepy, fucked-up technique,” you reply with a wry grin. “Always has one waiting for any scenario, that guy.”

You carry her upstairs and set her down on the couch with her head up, while Tenri rushes off to fetch tea for the two of you. After a few minutes there's a knock at the door, and you wave Tatsuki in. Seems that the battle woke her up, which comes as no surprise.

“So no Rukia?” you ask, making no attempt to hide your amusement. “Honestly, she's the more sensible of the two.”

“How so?” Tatsuki demands.

“If I survived then clearly there's no problem,” you explain, sipping your tea. “No need for alarm.”

Tatsuki frowns. “You're too easy-going, you know that? If I'm going to fight at this sort of level I need to know the details about what's happening!”

“And you will hear about the details,” you assure her, “tomorrow. When we've all had a chance to sleep.”

“Like I could sleep right now!” Tatsuki shoots back.

“I meant I need sleep,” you sigh. “Come on now, I'm not a machine.”

It's then that Yoruichi finally returns, dragging along what's left of Kisuke with his arm thrown over her shoulders. The man's a mess... cleaned up a little obviously, as your wife wouldn't want blood trailed all through what amounts to her own home as well, but covered in burns and deep lacerations. In fact it almost looks as if he's been literally stitched back together.

>You look like shit, Kisuke. What happened?
>I'm not going to ask. Let's just keep focused.
>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.
>Other?

>>846929
And I've gotta go grab dinner real quick. Should be back in ~20 minutes, unless I get hit by a truck or something similarly dumb happens.

>>846929
>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.

>>846929
>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.
Also somewhat tempted to make Regai Little Bee Tatsuki's sparring partner for hand to hand. She now has the spate time.

>>846929
>>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.

>>846929
>I'm not going to ask. Let's just keep focused.

>>846929]
>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.

>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.

>>846929
>>You look like shit, Kisuke. What happened?

>>846929
>Let him rest for the night. He deserves it.

>back and writing

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>>847055
“Tenri,” you order quietly, “please fetch a spare futon for Captain Urahara. Yoruichi, did you find it?”

Your wife nods, handing you the little red marble that confirms the Kisuke before you is the real one. Tatsuki stares at him in shock.

“I thought Sandal Hat was supposed to be some kinda mad genius?” she asks, as if she can't quite believe what she's seeing. “How'd he get that badly messed up?”

“His enemy was a mad genius too,” Yoruichi frowns as she takes a seat at the table next to your cushion. After helping Tenri set up the futon you join her.

“The laceration on his left wrist seems like it goes all the way through,” you observe, and Tatsuki covers her mouth as she realizes what that means. “Large parts of his torso seem like they got the same treatment. What the hell did this, Yoruichi?”

“It was his own Bankai,” she tells you sternly. “I've only seen it used one time, and then it wasn't a living being. But from what I could tell it can restructure objects. So he can reattach his own limbs, split incoming attacks, that sort of thing. You should see the other guy.”

“How bad?”

Yoruichi's frown deepens. “What was left didn't even look human anymore. Had to pry out the red pill myself... all these years and that doofus still keeps leaving me messes to clean up.”

“Can't you heal him?” Rangiku asks, glancing down at the Captain on the floor. “Or is his own tampering a problem?”

“I don't think I can help,” you admit openly. “He basically stitched himself back together already. It's just a matter of waiting for the process he started to finish.”

>It seems like we'll need to go to the Central 46 without his advice.
>We can try and track down the other reigai while he recovers.
>We should just wait for now. The reigai probably won't act just yet.
>We could speak with the other Captains, build our case with them.
>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?
>Other?

>>847138
>>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?

>>847138
>We could speak with the other Captains, build our case with them.
>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?

>>847138
>>We could speak with the other Captains, build our case with them.
>>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?

>>847138
>>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?

>>847138
>Speak with other Captains
>Where's the original
>What's going in with Senna right now?

>>847138
>We could speak with the other Captains, build our case with them.
>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?
>So where does Senna fit in in this equation of Mod Soul Mathematics?

>>847138
>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?

>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?
>"But I am fucking tired, I can't deal with this right now. See you tomorrow!"
>Fall asleep

>>847189

Yeah, why not?

>If the guy I killed was a reigai, where was his original?
>"But I am fucking tired, I can't deal with this right now. See you tomorrow!"
>Fall asleep

Rolled 3, 1, 7, 4 = 15 (4d10)

>rolling for Yoruichi

>>847138
>>847189
Linking the post.

>>847196
All our friends are rolling so bad.

>>847224
it's like how Riku Rolls when she's not in Bankai.
>>847196

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>>847138
“If the one I killed was a reigai,” you muse, “I wonder where the original was?”

“Good question,” Rangiku sighs. “I'm sure Senna would like to know too.”

At the mention of that familiar name, Tatsuki perks up a little. “Oh yeah, where was it you took her to again?”

“A separate dimension,” your daughter explains with a self-satisfied smirk. “I remember a hundred years ago people kept going on about how it shouldn't even exist... so I figured by that logic nobody would bother looking for it.”

“Well done!” you smile warmly at her. “That's like something Gin would come up with.”

“Nah, Gin would come up with a way to make it more insulting.”

Laughing, you turn to your wife to find her deep in thought. “Hey, come on. Let's get some rest and talk to Shunsui and Unohana tomorrow, see if we can win them over.”

“I'm trying to remember something,” Yoruichi frowns. “I feel like it's relevant to the situation, I just can't quite put my finger on it.”

“Well then sleep on it,” you suggest, motioning to the door out of your office. “Everyone get some sleep, it'll be another long day tomorrow.”

“I'll stay up here with Captain Urahara,” Rangiku volunteers. “I'm comfortable enough here.”

“As will I,” Tenri agrees, heading off to fetch another futon.

“You heard the Captain,” Rangiku stares at Tatsuki as she tries to protest. “Sleep. You'll need it to train tomorrow.”

A few hours later you wake up, as if sensing that something was off. To your side you can see Yoruichi sitting under the moonlight in contemplative silence, as if meditating. How long has she been that way?

“Yoruichi, sleep,” you grumble, causing her to turn her head towards you. “I know it bothers you to feel like you should know something, but we both need to rest. We'll figure it out in the morning, okay?”

After a few moments, a familiar warmth returns to your side and you drift off once more.
>1/2

>and then reigai OMG appears

>>847315
“You didn't sleep very well, did you?” you wonder aloud as the disheveled face of your wife greets you in the morning.

She cocks her eyebrow at you. “Whatever gave you that impression?”

“Oh... I can just tell.”

Washing, brushing, and other vital rituals seem to slow the morning to a crawl, but eventually you manage to stumble upstairs to find Rangiku more or less prepared to face the day. Urahara on the other hand still looks like Frankenstein's monster laid out on the operating table.

“He's still not awake,” you observe.

“Nope, and I very nearly decided to call in sick,” Rangiku admits, settling into your chair. “I'll get some paperwork done while you're out, but I'm afraid that's all I'll be good for today.”

“That's fine,” you shrug. “Make sure Arisawa and Kuchiki don't kill each other.”

“No promises.”

Returning to the ground floor, you find Yoruichi waiting at the door. She still only looks half-awake, probably because she was bothered the whole time by the outstanding question of Inaba's creator.

“So... which Captain do we start with?” she asks tiredly. “Or do we go separate ways?”

>We'll start with Unohana. From there we can convince Shunsui.
>If Shunsui makes a decision the others will fall in line.
>We can each take one of the two (decide which?)
>Let's go solve your mystery, shall we?
>Other?

>>847353
>>We'll start with Unohana. From there we can convince Shunsui.

>>847353
>We'll start with Unohana. From there we can convince Shunsui.

>>847353
>We'll start with Unohana. From there we can convince Shunsui.

>>847353
>We'll start with Unohana. From there we can convince Shunsui.

>Let's go solve your mystery, shall we?

>>847353
>Let's go solve your mystery, shall we?

>>847353
>>Let's go solve your mystery, shall we?

>>847353
>Let's go solve your mystery, shall we?
That mystery unsolved will drive the cat mad and won't let her concentrate properly until it's solved.

I'll give a few extra minutes to discuss and possibly get a tie break.

>>847353
>Let's go solve your mystery, shall we?

>>847402
Key words that seem to involve Yoruichi's remembrance would likely involve: Valley of Screams, separate dimensions, Dangai, Regai, Senna, Inaba, Mod-soul, Kon? What about Byakuya's conversation of him coming to Riku?

>>847447
Or maybe something about her fight with Kenny. Or the hollow execution pit. Or the turbine we found and possibly something she noticed along the way back to the surface.

>>847447
Is possible that she remembered about a separate dimension were the regai could be hiding?

>>847447
Maybe the bloke created a Regai of himself?

He seemed to think he was the real deal, mind, so I dunno.

>>847464
you know that turbine is what's bothering me. It's so sophisticated, yet it's in an area in the Seireitei sewers that was un-mapped.

>>847473
Yes he did but we already said that.

>>847485

This could be too.

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>>847439
You sigh, sensing immediately that your wife's heart isn't going to be in this. “So what do we need to do to solve this mystery of yours?”

“Well now, what's with the change of pace?” she chuckles.

“You know the answer to that.”

With a subtle curl of her finger, she gestures for you to follow her. “Come on, we need to go to the library.”

“But the Academy is that way,” you observe, wondering where the hell your wife is taking you.

“I mean our library,” she clarifies. “The sealed archives of the Shihōin Clan.”

Wait, she means that library? You've heard of it for sure, but you've never been inside... nobody who's not a high-ranking member of Yoruichi's family is allowed to do so due to the sensitive nature of some of the records sealed there. The past locations of sacred objects, the final resting places of criminals whose punishments required sealing, old stories and rumors a thousand years old or more, all sorted neatly into stacks and stored away to collect dust.

“Of course,” she nods thoughtfully. “You're my wife, so you're allowed in.”

“That's... not how it works though?”

Yoruichi just shrugs off your concerns. “Whatever, if I say it works that way that's how it works. Who's gonna disagree, Yūshiro?”

Yeah... fair point actually. Her little brother is the last person who could possibly oppose Yoruichi's often convenient interpretations of the rules, and at the same time is probably the last person who'd ever disagree with her. So in all likelihood if she says something as the Clan head that's pretty much all there is to it.

“Alright,” you nod in agreement. “Lead the way.”

The Shihōin manor is as intimidating a structure as always, more of a flatland castle than a home. It's small wonder that Yoruichi doesn't like living here, the many rooms and floors are entirely too intimidating and stuffy to ever really feel comfortable inside it. Testament to that is the fact that Yoruichi always preferred her own barracks to the tall, multi-tiered home of her Clan.

“Well, no sense waiting around outside,” she muses, leading you right up to the front gate. One of the retainers stares at you both as you approach, white haori floating on the breeze, and immediately calls out for his companions to open the massive wooden doors to the manor grounds.
>1/?

>>847564
I find this strangely amusing. It's got that same awkwardness like Riku's first time visiting relatives she never knew she had until now.

>>847576
>Been married for 60 years or so
>Still afraid to go to her parent's house
>Completely unafraid to fight the entirety of Hueco Mundo single-handedly
Riku's really weird sometimes.

>>847647
Well, considering her sword, she does have issues with her own parents.

Kitsune mom let her be killed without ever warming her

>>847647
that's why Riku's a Savant. You get awesome skill but at the cost of some basic know-how.

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>>847564
“We need entrance to the archives,” Yoruichi tells the man you presume to be the captain of the Clan's private guard. “Official business, afraid we can't stay long.”

“You are aware of the rules regarding use of the archives, Mistress Shihōin,” the man bows deeply while trying to keep up at the same time. “Outsiders are not allowed entrance.”

“This isn't an outsider” Yoruichi insists, growing annoyed at having someone question her knowledge of the regulations of her Clan. “This is Kusajishi Riku, Captain of the Ninth Division.”

“Hi,” you wave awkwardly.

“Mistress Shihōin,” the man persists, “I'm certain that at very least you should speak with Master Yūshiro about this request.”

“Fine, send for him,” Yoruichi brushes off the comment. “Then I'll explain to him.”

It takes a few minutes for Yoruichi's little brother to catch up with you, and for once he seems to be wearing clothes meant for a young boy rather than a girl. By then you've marched through the main building, out along a long veranda, across a large pond, and found a small open tea room that rests on pillars jutting out from the water. Yoruichi motions for you to sit.

“The archives are beneath the building just adjacent to this teahouse,” she explains. “Brother.”

“Sis!” Yūshiro greets his older sister enthusiastically. “It's been years since you visited us here! What've you been doing all this time that keeps you so busy?”

“I'm the Executive of the Onmitsukidō,” she sighs emphatically. “That's a big job you know.”

“Captain Fēng still visits me all the time!”

Yoruichi arches an eyebrow at you. “I'll bet she does.”

“What does that mean?”

“You'll find out eventually, kiddo,” you shrug.

“Anyway, we're going into the archives,” Yoruichi insists.

“But Captain Kusajishi isnt' allowed.”

“We're married Yūshiro, she's a member of our family,” Yoruichi shakes her head as her brother's eyes widen in surprise. Then he blushes furiously and mutters something unintelligible about “lewdness”.

“I'll take that as a “go ahead”, then,” Yoruichi smirks as the younger Shihōin struggles to process what he's heard.
>2/3

>>847724
>“We're married Yūshiro, she's a member of our family,” Yoruichi shakes her head as her brother's eyes widen in surprise. Then he blushes furiously and mutters something unintelligible about “lewdness”.
Many keks.
Oh Yushiro, this is your first foray into the lewd world that is love. You'll see the signs Sui Feng is trying to send you eventually. You'll see.

>>847724
Give me a 3d10 roll, best of four.
DC 18, Crit 24

Rolled 3, 3, 4 = 10 (3d10)

>>847744
ouch. these DCs

Rolled 7, 9, 4 = 20 (3d10)

>>847744

Rolled 2, 7, 1 = 10 (3d10)

>>847744

Rolled 4, 8, 6 = 18 (3d10)

>>847744

>>847754
>>847753
>>847750
>>847748
aaaannnd we're back to mediocrity.

>>847736

And yet he still dresses like a girl.

>>847750

At least it passed.

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>>847744
“Here we are,” Yoruichi announces as she leads you to the bottom of a set of stairs and opens a heavy wooden door into a pitch-black chamber. “The archives.”

“It's dark in here,” you observe calmly, “how're we supposed to read?”

Yoruichi reaches out and places her hand on the inside of the wall, and seems to run Tsuzuri Raiden into a bundle of cables. As the arcs crawl along the wall they ignite a series of glass fixtures, like lamps, and the full space inside is illuminated bit by bit.

It actually takes a moment to catch your breath... how the hell are you supposed to find anything in here?

“The entire foundation of the castle is the archive!” you exclaim loudly, glaring down at floor after floor, row after row of records. Leather bound tomes, rolled scrolls, even a few stone slabs here and there. “How much stuff is in here!?”

“The collected knowledge and records of the Soul Society, from before the Central 46 and the Gotei 13 were founded,” Yoruichi explains. “Thousands of years, recorded in extreme detail. And only the head of the Shihōin Clan has the training to be able to sort their way through it all.”

“I think I'll start with the criminal records,” she muses, walking off towards one section of the archives. “More recent, a hundred years or so perhaps.”

“Do you know what you're looking for?”

She shakes her head. “Not exactly. Help me find the section from immediately after Aizen wiped out the prisoners in the Maggots' Nest.”

After what feels like an hour or so you finally succeed in isolating a series of files that Yoruichi takes an interest in, and she immediately sets to work sorting through them.

“Just tell me if you see anything familiar,” she tells you, opening the first file. “These are arrest records from around ninety years ago, specifically those cases handled by the Onmitsukidō.”

After being shown several files, one finally catches your eye. “This one looks a lot like that reigai!”

Yoruichi flips the file around to look it over herself and immediately agrees. “This is Yushima Ōko, a scientist from the SRDI. Crimes listed are all related to unsanctioned weapons design... I wasn't actually here in person when the arrest was conducted, apparently his combat abilities were always pathetic. His case was handled by a team of rank and file Onmitsu.”

“You think he has something to do with this?”

“I do. This was shortly after Operation Spearhead was shut down.”
>1/2

>>847858
"Is he still in the Maggots' Nest?"

"He should be," Yoruichi nods. "We could pay him a visit, but it says in his file that he's in a near-catatonic state. We could also check the official records of the Central 46, which are held..."

"...in the special archives," you frown. "Meaning we'd need to deal with the bureaucrats."

"Or we could always break in," Yoruichi shrugs. "Wouldn't be my first time."

>Let's infiltrate. No time to waste.
>We'll do this above-board, make sure they have nothing to object to.
>We'll see what we can get out of Yushima.
>We could interrogate the captured reigai... though that might lose their cooperation.
>Other?

And I need to take another break here. This one's going to be longer... I need to get back to my apartment and take something for a headache, but I should be able to keep going after that until about 6pm PST.

>>847894
"The one incarcelated is a regai, isn't it? That's why he is in a catatonic state."

>>847894
>We'll do this above-board, make sure they have nothing to object to.

>>847903
This
>>847894
"The one incarcelated is a regai, isn't it? That's why he is in a catatonic state."

>>847894
>We'll see what we can get out of Yushima.

>>847903
I'd guess that too. We'll need to make sure at some point though.

>>847903
>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.
>>847894
supporting this.

>>847919
This and

>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.

This

"The one incarcelated is a regai, isn't it? That's why he is in a catatonic state."

>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.

>>847951
>>847956
>>847894
linking these posts.

>>847858
Just to make everything simple I'll make another vote. I'll see if I can delete my old one >>847900
>"The one incarcelated is a regai, isn't it? That's why he is in a catatonic state."
>>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.
and
>Let's infiltrate. No time to waste.
if we can/still need to do so after all that.

>>847894
>"The one incarcelated is a regai, isn't it? That's why he is in a catatonic state."
>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.

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>>847898

>>847894
>>847903
>>847931

>"The one incarcelated is a regai, isn't it? That's why he is in a catatonic state."
>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.

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>>847991
>Unohana doesn't have that sword scar
HERESY!

>>847894
>Yoruichi, do you have a spare plush doll around? I have an idea on how we can interrogate Yushima without harming his other body.

>>848003
Remember how long it took for that damn scar to apear in the manga then look at the date the fan art was made.

>>848025
fair point.

>>847903
Pretty sure that's not the case, and the actual answer is a lot weirder.

>>847898
Alright, I'm back. Gonna take this update nice and slow.

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>>848114
“Do you think he might actually be a reigai?” you ask, considering the point that he was described as being 'near-catatonic'. “That your team captured a body double?”

Yoruichi stares at the file in front of her, tapping lightly on her cheek with her fingertip. “I suppose it isn't impossible. But I see no clear evidence to support such a notion either. Really we just don't know the truth.”

“Then we ought to pay him a visit,” you suggest calmly. “Do you have a Sanrei glove lying around here someplace?”

“I think I might...”

Several minutes later you've grabbed the tools you need from the mansion and headed off towards the Maggots' nest: you found a Sanrei glove amid a small collection of tools in the room Yoruichi grew up in centuries ago, which looks like it hasn't been used much since. From her little brother's room, you've appropriated a stuffed toy wasp. It seems to have been a gift at some point, but either out of embarrassment or simply because he doesn't like bugs Yūshiro keeps it in his closet.

“We're here to interrogate a prisoner,” Yoruichi announces at the front gate. “We won't need any escort.”

“Of course, ma'am,” the guard on duty bows deeply. “You can head through after leaving your zanpakuto in the entryway.”

“I hate this part,” you frown, setting aside Tenkotsuki and Kobara no Tachi.

“We are still here, my dear,” Tenkotsuki's voice chides you. “Do not be silly.”

“It's not silly,” you protest in a low grumble. “Leaving a part of myself at the door... it always felt so insulting.”

“You almost sound like you could use a prison riot,” Yoruichi teases you with a nudge. “That'd be exciting!”

“Never that lucky,” you sigh. “People see you stroll in and have a heart attack.”

“And you're any better?” she retorts with a raucous laugh. “Give me a break! There are inmates down here who've never even seen you that know to be afraid of you!”

“That's because people talk a lot of bullshit. I mean, the average shinigami in the other Divisions can't possibly be that scared of me.”

Yoruichi's only response is a wry, but oddly silent, grin.
>1/2

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>>848184
>From her little brother's room, you've appropriated a stuffed toy wasp. It seems to have been a gift at some point, but either out of embarrassment or simply because he doesn't like bugs Yūshiro keeps it in his closet.
pic related?

>>848184
Little Bee would be crushed to hear he didn't like it

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>>848184
>“That's because people talk a lot of bullshit. I mean, the average shinigami in the other Divisions can't possibly be that scared of me.”

>>848184
The main chamber of the prison is much the same as it always was back during your time serving under Yoruichi, with white-robed prisoners milling about freely. Most of them are kept here not by the threat of violence if they ever tried to escape, but simply by the knowledge that escape from this place is impossible.

One of them recognizes the face of the Executive Commander. “It's her!”

The inmates scramble to get out of your way, and as they see your backs a few even remark in alarm that “she” is being accompanied by “that devil woman”.

“Huh, I guess they are scared of both of us.”

Yoruichi shrugs. “Don't take it personally. All Captains are kind of scary if you think about it from the average shinigami's perspective. Many of them will graduate, serve out their entire careers, and die in battle only ever seeing their own Captains a few times, usually at prescribed events. For all intents and purposes we may as well not exist.”

“I guess in some Divisions it's like that,” you frown, heading deeper into the prison complex.

Finally, you arrive at the correct cell.

>Examine Yushima, determine his health and degree of lucidity.
>Pop him out of his body, show him that you mean business.
>Question him, determine from his answers whether he's faking.
>Other?

>>848320

>Examine Yushima, determine his health and degree of lucidity.

>>848320
>Examine Yushima, determine his health and degree of lucidity.

>>848320
>Pop him out of his body, show him that you mean business.

>>848320
>>Examine Yushima, determine his health and degree of lucidity.

>>848320
>>Examine Yushima, determine his health and degree of lucidity.

>>848320
>Pop him out of his body, show him that you mean business.

>>848320
>Pop him out of his body, show him that you mean business.

>>848320
>Pop him out of his body, show him that you mean business.

Another five minutes for voting, and I'll go from there.

You know I just realized that all these sessions with Riku going about interrogating suspects and rebels, looking for other rabble rousers and what not... We're actually doing our jobs as Ghost cops in Seireitei!

>>848427
Huh....Feels weird.

>>848420
write what's more "fun" to you.

okay, plowing on ahead. Give me 3d10, best of four dc 18 crit 26.

Rolled 8, 10, 5 = 23 (3d10)

>>848455
>crit 26
ouch.

Rolled 6, 7 = 13 (2d10)

>>848455

>>848455
What's with all the high dcs today King?

>>848466
mis-rolled with a 2d10 not 3d10.

Rolled 3, 7, 6 = 16 (3d10)

>>848455

Rolled 10, 2, 9 = 21 (3d10)

>>848455
fail

>>848472
Riku's not exactly a doctor.

Also, I think I'll go an extra hour. I was after all absent for one out of my usual eight.

>>848489
Would Riku, Rosa, and Tenkotsuki be tempted to dance to Beyoncé - Single Ladies ?

we need one more roll there, there's 3 of the 3d10s, one of them was a mis-roll. and Queen's giving us best of 4 rolls.

Rolled 8, 5, 7 = 20 (3d10)

>>848455

Rolled 10, 7, 2 = 19 (3d10)

>>848489

>>848489
It was a draw and you decided for the hardest option.

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>>848489
You look over the man, seated in a chair with his arms cuffed to the armrests. His green hair is stringy, clearly uncared-for, and and the eyes it hangs about seem sunken and dull. Certainly this is the look of a man who lost his desire to live when his life's work was suddenly rejected by the Central 46, whom he no doubt saw as patrons... just one more life they ruined.

“This is weird,” you grumble. “This whole policing business and all. It's been a long time.”

“You want me to ask the questions?” Yoruichi offers quietly. You nod in agreement, telling her you'll focus on trying to discern just how far gone Yushima really is.

“You are Yushima Ōko, correct?” Yoruichi demands of her prisoner. “Yes or no?”

Yushima doesn't reply, but you do notice something: his pupils contract in response to the question, though he continues to stare straight ahead.

“Are you the same Yushima who lead Project Spearhead?” your wife continues. Again, the only response is in his pupils. If he's putting on a show it's a damn good one.

Yoruichi seems to be losing her patience with the situation at hand. “Answer me: are you the one responsible for the actions carried out by the reigai known as Inaba Kagerōza?”

There's a subtle response around the man's eyes, his brows furrow ever so slightly. That just about settles it in your mind, he's still in there someplace.

“This is going nowhere,” you frown, donning the glove behind your back. “I'll get him to talk.”
>3d10, DC 18, no crits, best of three

Rolled 4, 1, 10 = 15 (3d10)

>>848579

Rolled 4, 3, 5 = 12 (3d10)

>>848579
Jobber mode: Activate

Rolled 5, 3, 4 = 12 (3d10)

>>848579

>>848585
>>848590
>>848593
Wow, a single die roll above a 5. Great.

>>848585
>>848590
>>848593
Oh dear.

Rolled 3, 3, 4 = 10 (3d10)

Watch as this test roll ekes by the DC given that it's late.

>>848619
lolnope

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>>848593
>>848590
>>848585
>>848619

>>848623
Haha, I guess dice is really out to get us in this scene instance.

>inb4 he punches Riku in the tit and dies without giving up any information

Jobber mode indeed.

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>>848579
In a surprise move you deliver a swift palm-strike to Yushima's solar plexus. That ought to pop the red pill right out of his body no matter where it's hidden! Any second now... aaaany second now. It's gonna pop right out.

The man's chair goes over backwards and the back of his skull cracks against the floor, knocking him out cold.

“I... wait, this one wasn't a reigai too?” you ask, feeling very confused about the whole affair. “So this really was Yushima?”

“I told you he was a pushover,” Yoruichi jokes, nudging Yushima with her foot as he lies back in his fallen chair. “Well, at least we've confirmed that much. I think it's highly likely that he planned this whole thing, even if he might not have been the direct mastermind.”

“He's... not going to be answering any questions any time soon, is he?” you ask with a sigh. “Shit. I overdid it.”

“That you most certainly did, dear,” Yoruichi nods. “You really don't remember how to play this game, do you?”

“What, good cop bad cop?” you shrug. “Nope, can't say I ever got the hang of it.”

“We could try waking him up,” Yoruichi suggests. “Or not. I'm not entirely sure it's worth the time and effort at this point, even if he's not a mindless shell of a man.”

>Let's go back to the plan of talking to the Captains. Treat Yushima as a suspect.
>We could meet the Central 46, lay out our position on the matter and ask for time to gather evidence.
>We could pin the blame on Yushima and Inaba, try and cast the Captain reigai as victims.
>Maybe Kisuke's back among the living?
>Other?

>>848656
>We could pin the blame on Yushima and Inaba, try and cast the Captain reigai as victims.
>Maybe Kisuke's back among the living?

>>848656
>>Let's go back to the plan of talking to the Captains. Treat Yushima as a suspect.
>We could pin the blame on Yushima and Inaba, try and cast the Captain reigai as victims.
>Maybe Kisuke's back among the living?

>>848666
out cold =/= dead.

>>848656

>Maybe Kisuke's back among the living?

>>848656
>>Let's go back to the plan of talking to the Captains. Treat Yushima as a suspect.

>>848656
>Let's go back to the plan of talking to the Captains. Treat Yushima as a suspect.
>Maybe Kisuke's back among the living?

>>848656
>We could pin the blame on Yushima and Inaba, try and cast the Captain reigai as victims.

Rolled 9, 7, 10, 2 = 28 (4d10)

QM Rolling for QM Things

>>848720
>28
wew lad. who's it for?
It's either very GOOD news or very BAD news.

>>848733
I'm pretty sure he drops the lowest dice, so it's 26.

>>848733
See >>848747
And the roll was for Kisuke.

>>848720
Have the Shinonen thought about digitizing their archives? It would make them easier to search. Also might give some conservatives apoplexy, so bonus.

>>848768
I never took Kisuke for being a touch bastard. Good for him.

>>848768
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xos2MnVxe-c
replace the monster with Kisuke and Riku as Dr. Frankenstien.

>>848768
“Let's check on Kisuke,” you suggest. “See if he's back among the living.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Yoruichi agrees, setting Yushima's chair back up on its feet.

When you finally return to the Ninth Division it's nearly lunch time, and much to your surprise Kisuke's already back on his feet and watching Rukia and Tatsuki spar. He hasn't found a replacement shirt yet, and you can see that his entire body is still crisscrossed with vivid scars, but despite your best efforts he seems to have found his hat.

“Ah, welcome back Captains!” he waves from his seat atop a rock in your garden. “Good to see you've been keeping busy.”

“Look!” you growl dramatically. “The mummy walks!”

“You look like you had a run-in with an oversized blender,” Yoruichi sighs, taking a seat on the edge of the veranda. “But it's good to see you awake.”

“I may have actually healed a bit too fast for my own good,” Kisuke admits sheepishly. “These scars might not fade for a long time... it's the price I paid for expediency.”

“You restructured yourself this way,” you observe thoughtfully. “So as far as your body is concerned there's nothing to heal, is there?”

“Exactly right!” Kisuke exclaims. “So, you understand what my Bankai does. You have me at a disadvantage!”

“A lady should always keep some secrets,” Yoruichi smirks. “You know that.”

“Well, I'm alive at least,” Kisuke smiles, turning his attention back toward your students. “That's enough for now. Go eat.”

Rukia and Tatsuki excuse themselves, and Kisuke frowns suddenly. “So, what have you learned?”

>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.
>Catch him up on everything aside from your speculation regarding Yushima.
>Focus on what might be done with the remaining reigai.
>Other?

>>848849
>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.

"Did that bastard had an apprendice? Or a clone? Or... is Mayuri isn't it? After all he did create a complete artificial shinigami to be his assistant, so what are basically clones shouldn't be too hard for him."

>>848849
>>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.

>>848849
>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.

>>848849
>>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.

>>848849
>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.

All in all more questions then answers.

>>848849
>>Catch him up on everything aside from your speculation regarding Yushima.

>>848849
>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.
>Remind him that the healing springs in his hidden training grounds can heal scars in an instant

>>848849
>There's always the Training Springs Kisuke. If you want rid of those scars, you could take a bath in them.
>Tell him everything that's happened since his fight ended.

>>848934
Wouldn't work. These aren't "wounds", they're exactly the way Kisuke configured them with his Bankai. Also recall that Riku has a scar that refuses to fade because she crossed over with it. In essence hers IS the normal state.
>writing

>>848958
I don't understand exactly what they are if not scars.

He was cut apart, then reassembled himself in nearly the exact same order, and on the borders of where those cuts were, there are lines or depressions in his skin where the flesh didn't meet perfectly, but not actual scar tissue?

Otherwise i don't know what you think scar tissue actually is.

But then if his flesh didn't reattach perfectly, wouldn't his nerves, tendons and muscle fibers be all fucked up?
Wouldn't he be totally unable to move?

>>848976
Anon, this is magic we're talking about, working on spiritual beings. These healing methods can only return a being to the way it was before it was wounded. In Riku's case her scar manifested on her spiritual body when she crossed over because of the strong emotions associated with it, and that became a basic feature of her body. Healing techniques can't remove that scar any more than they could change the shape of her nose, or make her taller. With Kisuke, his Bankai is heavily conceptual: he essentially reshaped his own body with it to "heal" his wounds. Applying healing techniques on top of that does nothing, because the way his body is now is essentially the way it should be, same as how Riku's scar will never disappear.

Do you understand now?

>>848976
Kisuke's bankai restructures things in a very specific fashion

Those aren't scars

They're seams.

>>849030
so his scars/seams are part of his healthy norm.

>>849030
Orihime can fix it. Is a very recent injury.

>>849044
That's it precisely.
>>849049
She could. But should she?
>no more distractions, working on the update

>>849074
If we want Kisuke to be at 100% yes.

>>849104
anon, you don't get it. kisuke's already at 100%. You're treating kisuke's scars like it's a thing that must be rid of with unnecessary cosmetic surgery.

>>849132
Eh, that depends on it being scars or actually seams that are weak points the enemy can target.

>>849161
Why would he give himself weak points?

You aren't understanding how his bankai works

>>849030
Yes, the magic healing spring only works on scars that the QM wants them to work on.

>>849037
That's what i was trying to confirm

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>>849074
You recount to Kisuke all of the details of your own fights, as well as the results of your investigations today. You also make sure to tell him your suspicions about Yushima's involvement, which he seems to consider carefully.

“I believe your instincts are correct,” he agrees. “The likely order of events is that he created Inaba in order to correct his own shortcomings, who in turn spent the time since then planning this rebellion.”

“So do you have any way of helping the reigai,” Yoruichi asks, “assuming more of them surrender?”

“I can think of a few measures to take,” Kisuke muses, already working on the problem in his mind. “I can already make reiatsu-blocking gigai, so banishment is an option. If you wanted me to get a little more creative I could probably find a way to fit their pills into a simulation of sorts. Give them the illusion of freedom and power.”

“That is, assuming you could convince the Central 46.”

“We have something of a plan for that,” you admit. “I think Yoruichi's got a good case to make.”

“Have you spoken to any of the other Captains?”

Yoruichi shakes her head. “We wanted to check on you first, get your opinion. The better idea we have of what could be done the more likely it is we can win over Shunsui and Unohana. They're the key.”

“I wish you luck then,” Kisuke nods, lowering his hat over his eyes. “As for me, I hope you'll forgive me for not wanting to talk to the Central 46 any time soon.”

“I don't think any of us ever want to,” you mutter, “but I understand perfectly. You gonna be okay like this?”

“I think so,” Kisuke replies calmly. “If you mean the scars, they won't get in my way and they'll probably fade in time. And if they don't I could always paint my face up like Mayuri.”

“Please don't!” Yoruichi laughs. “I don't think we could be friends anymore if you did that.”

“Oh, how is that any different from using any other cosmetics?”

“Because eyeliner and lipstick don't usually make you look like a total freak!”

For a moment you imagine Zaraki in drag and shudder involuntarily. "I think it really depends, Yoruichi..."
>1/2

>>849205
You sound upset.

>>849220
No, that's how things often go.
If the QM has an idea in their head, you usually can't argue with their "because reasons"

Best to just go with it.

>>849212
>For a moment you imagine Zaraki in drag and shudder involuntarily.
>Zaraki in drag
>Zaraki
Has Kenny ever done this on occasion? I can only imagine him doing it if Yachiru pestered him to once.

>>849227
Please stop being upset.

Y'know, I wonder how things would have turned out if we had ended up in Kisuke as our mentor instead of best cat.

>>849231
At least is not old man genocide in a drag...

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>>849212
“Well, the next step has to be to build our case,” you decide. “Get Shunsui to agree to leniency at the very least, and have a workable alternative to just killing them all.”

“I'll begin working on the latter,” Kisuke offers, leaning heavily on his zanpakuto as he stands. “I'm still getting used to having fundamentally altered my own body, so I may be a bit slower at it than normal.”

“That's fine,” you tell him, thankful for the help. “All we really need is to know which ideas are possible, no reasonable person would expect us to be able to demonstrate on the spot.”

“We're not dealing with reasonable people,” Yoruichi reminds you. “You go to First, I'll head to Fourth. With any luck we can come up with a coordinated response before the reigai try for some sort of last stand.”

>>849250
there were three rolls in thread 1, first roll was who would be our mentor, second roll was who would become our closest ally/lover/friend, and third roll is which one would have a grudge on Riku.

>>849269
And that's where I have to call it quits for now. Thanks for coming, hope you enjoyed. Archive is up for your reading/re-reading pleasure, and my Twitter/ask.fm are both @QMKingofHearts for questions, comments, and general bullshittery.

Tomorrow will be SoZ, and I'll do a few SSQ Omakes as has become usual. But next weekend I'll be in Kyoto, so that's going to mean a brief hiatus.

>>849250
Couldn't, he wasn't a captain then.

>>849306
Oh yeah, forgot the timeline there for a moment.

>>849278
And who got the grudge? The old man?

>>849401
Unohana. We killed a lieutenant of hers she actually kinda almost liked a bit.

>>849401
Unohana. Took about a hundred years to have a "normal" working relationship.

>>849302
Thanks for Running Queen.
As for questions.....
1.see >>848501
2. How many fuses did Yushiro blow when comprehending the idea that her older sister is a lesbian and is married? Did that get him to thinking about Sui Feng's strange everyday visits?
3. How surprised are our Sternritter and Arrancar Prisoners to see Shimigami Reigai copies of Rangiku, Gin, and Sui Feng become their new cell mates?
New Omake Ideas:
>A brief snippet of the Royal Guard Overseeing the selected Captains in their brutal "Rocky Training Montage from Hell"
>SandalHat vs. Sandal Clogs (Kisuke vs. Kisuke[R])
>The day/nigh Kenny wore drag
Omakes yet to be done:
>Starrk, Tia, and Bambi vs Inaba and the Reigai.

>>849278
I thought it was 1st was for who killed us, second is for who's lt we killed and third was for what division we were in.

>>849302
Is Yoru and Riku gonna have to be ghost lawyers for the reigai in case the reigai comply with standing down?

Why can I not find the pastebin anywhere?

>>850715
Riku Stats: http://pastebin.com/AigWmN0e
Riku Social: http://pastebin.com/2ynG7g25
they're also on the twitter: https://twitter.com/QMKingofHearts

>>846373
>Then there's the old law about two shinigami sharing one zanpakuto, which may be applicable.

Oooh, that's gonna be important for Shiro-kun.

>>846852
>>“No, no!” Lilynette protests, “don't drag me out by my leg, asshole! Just... just turn around, okay? No, turn to your left. No, your other left!”

Nigga that's hella kawaii.

>>847991
I actually really like this picture for non-cheesecake related reasons, dunno why. But yeah, m-muh neck scar

>>848212
New headcanon: Yushiro is a huge Pokemon fan. He owns a Hello Kitty Special Edition GameBoy Pocket, with no working cartridges other than the first-gen four.

>>848656
Kek'd.

>>848849
>despite your best efforts he seems to have found his hat
>“Look!” you growl dramatically. “The mummy walks!”
Kek'd again. Riku and Yoruichi are my favorite kind of bully where Urahara is involved.

>>849267
He'd look fabulous and you know it.

>>849302
Top notch thread today. Real damn shame I never get to participate these days.

>>851237
OOC it's already been hinted that this has taken place. The Maggots' Nest was attacked when the head guard on watch went off to the unsanctioned execution "of a student".
>>849420
1: No.
2: All of them, he had kind of assumed that she would never get married and that she was too "traditional" to marry out of love/mutual respect/etc. Especially while she was still serving as the Executive Commander. And Sui Feng doesn't visit "daily", just surprisingly often.
3: Completely confused. Any of them who have met Gin are dreading the next few days, aside from BG9 and Menoly.

>>851354
Reigai Gin is going to troll them so hard isn't he? or will Reigai Rangiku keep him honest?

>>851362
Why would Rangiku(R) try and hold him back? It's going to be their only source of amusement for a while.
>>849420
Expect at least one of these on tuesday.

>>853204
I still really want to see the lower ranks interacting with the arrancar.

>>853240
I want us to find the one shinigami that has a crush on one of them
And I hope it's Hanataro

>>854411
That would be pretty funny

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>>853240
I've actually started in on this.

Because Hanataro being terrified amuses me

>>855543
must.... resist.... equipping.... shipping goggles.....

Omake in the next few hours. Will also link on Twitter.

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>>858079
- OVA -
Yamada Hanatarō has been dreading this day for weeks.

Today he has to lead a team of Fourth Division shinigami to check the infrastructure around the Ninth Division barracks. Water supply, heating and cooling, sewage, electricity... all of the conveniences of modern life need to be carefully tested and the results recorded. But the size and importance of the task isn't what terrifies Hanatarō: it's the fact that this means direct contact with the members of Ninth Division.

His own leader, Captain Unohana, speaks highly of their combat ability, and they're known for encouraging the practice and growth of the arts within the Seireitei. They even publish the Gotei 13's only newspaper. But they're also just as ferocious as the Eleventh Division, even if they're much better at disguising it. Starting at the top their Captain, Kusajishi Riku, is a former Onmitsukidō officer responsible for policing and punishing criminals from the other shinigami units. There are plenty of rumors about just her, like how she has hollow powers and beats menos to death with her bare hands. And if that's not enough, her subordinates are just as scary: her Lieutenant and Commandos are possibly the most elite group of fighters in the Seireitei, and there are rumors that in the past a single team of Ninth Division soldiers were enough to handle a gillian. Normally that requires a frantic call to a Captain or Lieutenant just to make it out alive, and even that doesn't always work.

And then there are the hollows: “arrancar”, they're officially called. Captain Unohana warned him and his entire team of subordinates to avoid them entirely for the duration of their mission.

“They may appear to be our allies,” she told him very clearly with a look of unusual seriousness on her face, “but in reality they are hers. They are the most powerful hollows yet encountered, and I do not know how far their allegiances to the Gotei 13 as a whole extend. I do not believe fear is warranted, but caution would be wise.”

Hanatarō shudders involuntarily, deciding to just start with the mess hall and hope for the best.

And that's where it started to go wrong.

After checking the gas connections and electric outlets in the kitchen himself, he went up front to the line of shinigami trying to get breakfast to check the appliances: tea kettles, coffee pots, warming trays, that sort of thing. But Hanatarō immediately ducks for cover when he sees a black-haired woman with colorful facial markings and a bony, horned mask fragment on her forehead... an arrancar already!?

“Good morning Miss Apacci,” the cook on duty greets the arrancar, who merely grumbles out her request.

“I need a redeye,” she tells him. “Could you make an espresso for me?”
>1/?

>>858168
Oh, that's neat

A look at just how bizarre and insular the Ninth is perceived to be (Even by the already bizarre and insular standards of the Seireitei) by the rest of the squads.

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>>858168
“Long night?” the older-looking man chuckles.

Apacci sighs, piling food onto a plate. “I was up 'til morning with a pet project.”

“What, you mean like a hobby?”

She nods, accepting a small cup of some sort of liquid and dumping it into her coffee. “I've been learning sword appraisal.”

“That's an unusual hobby around here,” the old man informs her, sounding deeply amused at the notion. “So, what've you learned about the topic?”

“Enough to know that every asauchi has the same straight hamon pattern,” the arrancar replies with a smug grin. “They only gain a unique pattern when a shinigami imprints on 'em. So us arrancar should have swords without a pattern too, right? Since they're not independent beings?”

“I guess?” the cook shrugs. “I can see why someone would think so.”

“But ours do,” the arrancar continues. “The arrancar Aizen sent to attack us have zanpakuto that are as plain as any rookie shinigami's asauchi is, even if the blade shapes can get weird. But all of us who Captain Kusajiishi helped evolve have swords with... well, character.”

“I see... have you presented your findings to the Captain yet?”

“Like hell, I don't even know what it means yet.”

As she explains her findings, Hanatarō manages to escape from the mess hall and out into the grounds where he can take a minute to catch his breath. The midmorning sun is already starting to heat the city up... it's going to be a bad day to be working outside.

“That was close,” he sighs wearily, deciding to go check the exterior lighting by the firing ranges while the temperature is still reasonable. “I need to be more careful.”

The sound of gunshots lets the Fourth Division officer know that he's found the right place, and after putting on hearing protection he quickly sets to work checking the electrical system for faults. But when he looks up he spies a man in an unfamiliar white uniform firing a pistol downrange. He's tall, with messy brown hair... and a fanged jaw set against his skin right between his collarbones. The shingami standing around him stare wide-eyed as he reloads his weapon.

Another arrancar!?

Hanatarō whistles loudly, pretending not to notice as another messy-haired man wearing the distinctive sleeveless uniform of the Commandos joins the arrancar on the firing line.

“Nice shooting, Starrk!” the newcomer loudly encourages the arracar as he produces a lever action rifle from his range bag. “How many rounds?”

“One hundred and seventy three,” the arrancar responds calmly.

The Commando lets loose an appreciative whistle. “Through three holes, damn fine work!”

“Is there some way to get the targets to move?” the arrancar named “Starrk” asks as Hanatarō slinks away, still whistling tunelessly.

“I think that can be arranged...”
>2/?

>>858191
>“I think that can be arranged...”
Oh don't tell me. If you do that that'll be so evil yet amusing.

>>858191
So do any of the commandos know shunko, or is there no reason for them to be wearing those outfits?
I wonder if they could even learn.

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>>858191
What is with today? It keeps getting hotter and hotter, and Hanatarō just can't seem to stay away from the arrancar his Captain warned him about!

He heads towards the inner court of the Ninth Division, where the Captain and higher-ranking officers all live and work, to check for any faults there. First of all, he heads for the Captain's home in hopes of catching her there and letting her know that the work is even happening.

“Hello?” he announces his presence immediately upon entering the front reception room. The lights are off, and the whole room feels a little stuffy from the afternoon heat. “Um... it's Fourth Division's Seventh Seat Yamada here... I need to check on the plumbing and power! My Captain should have told you?”

From outside comes a voice. “The Captain is not here. Perhaps I could serve as a replacement?”

In the side garden Hanatarō finds a fairly tall and muscular woman, with blonde hair, dusky skin, and white hakama. She moves swiftly but carefully through a series of stances, some form of martial art, with a practiced gracefulness... and it's only after watching for a few seconds that the shinigami notices the porcelain fragments covering her jawline and upper chest.

Also, that what he presumes to be her top is lying on the porch, carefully folded with a wide-bladed sword laid atop it.

“Warm day,” the topless arrancar comments, shifting her right leg forward as her right fist extends. “You said you were here to examine the infrastructure?”

“I'msorryIdidntmeantoseeanythingIlljustbegoingnowlotsofstufftodo!” Hanatarō shouts in absolute terror, his face beet red behind his hands. Halibel simply stares at him in disbelief, caught somewhere between the Dan Bian and Yun Shou stances of her traditional tai chi routine.

“Once more but intelligible, please,” she requests quietly.

“I don't mean to intrude, I'll just be going...”

Halibel arches a skeptical eyebrow. “I thought you had work to do?”

“I do...” Hanatarō admits, desperately trying to think of a way out of the situation.

“Then you should do it,” Halibel insists quietly, returning to her routine. “Or would you have me be your excuse to be remiss in your duties?”

“Right away, ma'am!”

“What a strange young man,” Halibel muses quietly to herself as she practices a series of powerful, sweeping kicks.
>3/?

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>>858275
“Okay, okay, calm down...” Hanatarō pants to himself, fumbling into the kitchen and grasping the edge of the sink. “Nothing to be concerned with... she didn't seem angry... I'm not gonna die. You're gonna be cool, Hanatarō! The Captain chose you to do a job and you're going to see it through!”

Having sufficiently worked himself up, the Fourth Division officer sets to work under the sink. The water supply is fine, the tap heats up as it should, and the gas supply to the stove is working. The refrigerator's cooling unit is running nicely, and there are no faults with the electrical supply that he can notice, and oh gods she came in from the garden.

Hanatarō backs against the nearest wall and shuts his eyes, holding absolutely still as if he thought Halibel's vision was movement-based. The arrancar wets down a washrag and wipes her forehead and and the back of her neck, then pauses to stare at the shinigami.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing, ma'am!” he shouts, edging slowly towards the doorway to the front room. “I was just finished, actually, don't mind...”

Having reached the edge of the wall Hanatarō falls flat on his backside with a surprised yelp.

“Why are you acting so oddly?” Halibel frowns down at him arms crossed in front of her.

“Well, you're...” he begins, struggling to find his words.

“I'm what?”

Hanatarō gulps loudly, looking for all the world like a man who knows he's been condemned to die. “You're half-naked.”

Halibel blinks silently, still staring at the shinigami on the floor as he glances at the wall behind her. Finally, she speaks.

“By that logic all lesser hollows are naked, all the time,” she observes quietly. “So does this mean you fight them with your eyes closed?”

“Actually, I've never really... fought... before...” he admits sheepishly, perhaps revealing more than he intended. “We Fourth Division shinigami are healers, we don't actually go out into the field very often and whenever we do we're supposed to avoid actual fighting.”

Halibel turns away, walking over to the counter where she set down her white top, and pulls it on over her shoulders. Then she zips it up to the base of her neck, leaving the mask fragments along her jaw exposed. After having donned the garment, though it was technically unnecessary as it doesn't really cover anything important that wasn't already covered by her mask fragments, Hanatarō seems to relax slightly.
>4/?

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>>858342
Heh this is good, keep going.

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>>858342
>>858275
Oh lawd, the timing and situation of these two a and the misinterpretations. hearty keks all around.

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>>858342
That moment of relaxation ends almost immediately.

“It's been centuries since I was a “normal” hollow,” Halibel muses almost as if to herself. “Tell me, what do you know of arrancar?”

“Not much, ma'am,” Hanatarō admits. “Only what my Captain told me.”

“And what were you told?”

Hanatarō swallows nervously. “That you're the strongest hollows ever encountered and that we should avoid you.”

“A sound warning,” Halibel agrees quietly, “but also counterproductive. How much time have you spent here today?”

“A few hours.”

Halbel nods slowly. “And how many arrancar have you seen?”

“Three... including you.”

“Was anyone else as afraid of us as you are?”

“I'm not afraid...” Hanatarō tries to argue.

“To lie to others is one thing,” Halibel frowns. “To lie to yourself is another. Centuries ago I was a hollow, and fear is something every hollow is intimately familiar with. We live in it every day, and can effortlessly spot it in others.”

“So I'm afraid of you,” the shinigami acknowledges. “Who wouldn't be?”

“The Ninth Division,” Halibel observes thoughtfully. “It's easy to fear and hate what you do not understand, and it's easy to misunderstand that with which you have no experience.”

“What about the arrancar who attacked the Seireitei?” Hanatarō questions, seeming to ponder each word. “The ones who work for Aizen?”

“Arrancar, like shinigami and humans, are varied,” Halibel explains patiently. “Some seek the power to dominate, others desire companionship and the betterment of others.”

“So... you don't think you're a threat to us?”

“Are you a threat to us?”

Taken aback by the reversal, Hanatarō initially falls silent in thought.

“I can't speak for everyone in the Gotei 13,” he admits quietly after several long moments of introspection. “But given how most shinigami outside the Ninth Division are taught to think, and the policies of the Central 46... if you weren't actively assisting us at a difficult time we'd probably have orders to kill you on sight.”

“Had you the power to do so,” Halibel continues, unfazed by the rather frank admission, “would you carry out said orders?”
>5/?

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>>858463
Actually, this would be more accurate. More of her mask fragments came off when Riku did it than in canon.

>>858477
How soon does hanataro fap when he gets home?

>>858477
Tia: On those occasional moments where you do eat food, does that mask fragment on your lower jaw make certain actions difficult.
On that side note... To all Arrancars: Do you arrancars regularly brush your mask fragment like humans who brush their teeth?
>>858488
He's too terrified/scared to be aroused atm. Also he's got paperwork to do when he's done, he doesn't have time to loaf around like a 7th seater.

>>858496
>Halibel
"Corn "on the cob" is the only time I have noticed an issue."
>General
It's basic hygiene. Brush the teeth, wash the skin and hair, and scrub the plates.

>Last update incoming

>>858512
To all Arrancars: Have you in your lifetime since your "birth" in Hueco Mundo to now, ever seen a Hollow/Menos/Arrancar who
>A. never cleaned his/her/their mask?
&
>B. who is still alive to this day?