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>>1459238
“There's a valley of screams that currently connects Hueco Mundo and the Soul Society,” she explains, wasting no time getting into the details. “I've also confirmed that there's some group of souls with shinigami powers who're either causing this to happen or accelerating it.”

“And what can you tell us about those people?” Unohana asks. You've always had a good sense for people, based on their expressions and the tones of their voice, and that's part of why you're so good at hiding your own intentions. Unohana on the other hand makes no attempt to hide her concern at the existence of a group able to cause such havoc.

Yoruichi raises her hand, glancing at Unohana. “With due respect, Retsu, let's not do this right now? Just let the woman finish so she can rest.”

She glances at Riku, who nods softly and continues. “They wore dark green shihakusho with chest plates. They spoke of banishment a thousand years ago, and about how they wanted revenge for that.”

“I can't be certain,” Yoruichi takes over the discussion, allowing Riku to shut her eyes for a moment, “but it sounds an awful lot like the exiled Ryōdoji are back for revenge. But since it happened a thousand years ago the records I have are incomplete.”

“I don't even know what their crime was.”

>Aren't some of us here old enough to remember when it actually happened?
>What do the Shihōin Clan's records actually say on the matter?
>Wouldn't the Central 46 keep records of such a momentous decision?
>Other?

>>1459243
>>Aren't some of us here old enough to remember when it actually happened?
>>What do the Shihōin Clan's records actually say on the matter?
>>Wouldn't the Central 46 keep records of such a momentous decision?
Hey Queen, happy moms day.

>>1459243
>Aren't some of us here old enough to remember when it actually happened?

>>1459243
Huh, I could have sworn you said it was for siding with the Quincy. Or am I getting you and The Last Sternritter mixed up?

>>1459243
>Aren't some of us here old enough to remember when it actually happened?

>>1459270
>getting you and The Last Sternritter mixed up
That must be it.

>writing

>>1459243
>>Wouldn't the Central 46 keep records of such a momentous decision?

“Aren't some of us old enough to remember when that actually happened?” you muse, offering a playful glance in Unohana's direction. Though she hardly looks a day over five hundred, you think you can recall that she's old enough to be considered one of Old Man Yamamoto's peers.

Unohana Retsu frowns in thought. “I cannot seem to recall... those where back in my wild days, you see. Before I became a Captain I could hardly care less for the affairs of nobles cloistered in their little city on the hill.”

“And I was still a student back then,” Captain Kyōraku sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. “I remember when it happened, but I wasn't exactly privy to the finer details. I wasn't considered... responsible.”

“So we don't have much to go by in that respect,” Yoruichi admits, “since the Central Archives went into lockdown along with the Central 46 chambers themselves.”

That's unfortunate, but not entirely unexpected. The Central 46 are acutely aware of their relative vulnerability in a crisis, since most of them lack the strength to defend themselves against a threat sufficient to take on a Lieutenant or a Captain. Amagai proved that well enough when he effortlessly slaughtered their immediate predecessors during Aizen's rebellion. But at the same time...

“The defenses are easy enough to circumvent,” you admit quietly, very much aware of what you must sound like. “Which isn't to say I'm condoning such measures, of course... but if we needed the information we could certainly get it.”

“We're actually in a good place with the bureaucracy right now,” the Head Captain replies carefully. “And I'm not sure what it is we'd hope to learn from such an extreme measure. So for now that's not my priority.”

“Then what is?” Yoruichi asks.

“I'm worried about Aizen choosing this time to make a move,” Captain Kyōraku admits with a slightly pained expression, probably because he knows how vulnerable the Gotei 13 are right now. “Even if Kisuke's assessment was right this is a terribly convenient moment for him.”

>Actually, it's a problem for him in the long term if Soul Society is destroyed.
>It may not be his first choice, but he might decide it's worth deviating from his schedule.
>He won't care. His operations in Hueco Mundo are probably limited now anyway.
>Other?

>>1459321
>It may not be his first choice, but he might decide it's worth deviating from his schedule.

>>1459321
>It may not be his first choice, but he might decide it's worth deviating from his schedule.

Planar convergence tends to mess everythig up, right now Aizen is probably more worried about all his minions going walk about than in launching an attack. Not to even mention if these blanks have been appearing in HM as well. That won't last long though, in any case we are on the clock to resolve this before he feels it worth his time.

>>1459321
>>Actually, it's a problem for him in the long term if Soul Society is destroyed.

>>1459321
>>It may not be his first choice, but he might decide it's worth deviating from his schedule.

>>1459321
>It may not be his first choice, but he might decide it's worth deviating from his schedule.
But
>it's a problem for him in the long term if Soul Society is destroyed.
>Hard to lord over a realm that doesn't exist, isn't it? I Mean if anyone could do it he could, but still.

>>1459321
>>It may not be his first choice, but he might decide it's worth deviating from his schedule.

>writing

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>>1459321
“I'll admit that he might do just that,” you grant, voice betraying just a hint of concern. “But I doubt it'd be his first choice. He's the type to see moving early more as a handicap.”

“In this case with a big possible payout,” Captain Kyōraku counters, though you're not entirely sure that Aizen thinks totally along either of those lines. He's a slippery one, even by your standards. The real problem is that he doesn't think like most people, and he doesn't allow others to sway his judgment on the best course of action even if he asks for opinions... because he only asks if the illusion of caring about the answers serves him in some way.

“Ultimately, who's to say?” you shrug. “I certainly don't know what he'd do in this position, cause I can only say what I'd do.”

“I'm still not hearing a no,” Yoruichi frowns, “which is bad news for us. Anything we can't rule out we still need to prepare for, so an attack could come on either front and we're short-staffed at the moment.”

“The absent Captains are certainly a problem,” Shiba Kaoru chimes in, “though with our Lieutenants still present it's less of an issue.”

“Any enemy capable of doing that to Captain Kusajishi is above the typical Lieutenant's pay grade,” Yoruichi replies.

“And yet Rangiku dispatched him with relative ease,” you point out.

“Because Rangiku's hardly 'typical' for one thing,” Yoruichi counters with something you already know full well. “But his technique still wounded her, and put Captain Kusajishi out of action, so that's not a good sign. We also have to remember that we don't know what his parents can do, or how many others there are.”

“And unlike the kid, we can't expect the adults to charge dick-first into danger,” Riku grumbles wearily. “Pardon my English, the painkillers make me drowsy.”

“It's against my moral compass not to sedate you, at least a little, with such wounds,” Retsu addresses the tacit critique. “Please bear it patiently for now, I would hate for you to experience any more pain than is required.”

“... yes, ma'am.”
>1/2

>>1459404
“Maybe we can count on that,” Yoruichi thinks aloud, stroking her chin. “If they've been waiting basically all their lives for revenge against us, you could be forgiven for imagining that they'd all be impatient. Especially after losing one of their own.”

“That's not a bad idea, assuming I'm following you,” Captain Kyōraku admits.

“What are we talking about?” Third Seat Kotetsu asks, looking up from her notebook. It seems she's been silently jotting down minutes to present to Lieutenant Shiba Miyako after the meeting up until this point, which she clearly hasn't quite followed.

“Bait,” you explain simply, wagging your finger at her in a mock show of disapproval. “If you plan to make Lieutenant some day, remember that's basic strategy. If someone's not doin' what you want them to, you can always find a way to make 'em do it.”

“Rangiku would be a great choice,” Unohana announces, seeming to have already been thinking about it before bringing it to the room. “Though I'm not sure we can ask that of her in her condition.”

>Someone can always cover her. Provide support.
>Perhaps if we gather in one place it would serve as a challenge?
>You know, I've been told I can be a real handful. I can do it.
>Other?

>>1459416
>Someone can always cover her. Provide support.

>>1459416
>>You know, I've been told I can be a real handful. I can do it.

>>1459416
>>You know, I've been told I can be a real handful. I can do it.

>>1459416
>You know, I've been told I can be a real handful. I can do it.

>>1459416
>>You know, I've been told I can be a real handful. I can do it.
>Besides Riku is my mom too, getting some payback wouldn't be bad.

>>1459416
>Someone can always cover her. Provide support.

>>1459416
>Someone can always cover her. Provide support.

"We have an entire division dedicated to steath, so why not use them as suport?"

>writing
>may be a bit slower today because... you know. two threads.

>>1459466
“We can provide support if it's needed,” Yoruichi offers, and though it's thoughtful and driven by a wonderful motherly sort of concern you have to shake your head.

“No, I can take care of it,” you make a counteroffer. “And by that I mean the whole operation.”

“Are you sure about this, Ichimaru?” Captain Unohana asks, a little surprised at your offer. You nod sternly.

“Of course!” you smile in the sort of gesture that makes grown men wet themselves when you're not aiming it at another Captain. “I may be a bit of a truant and I have my lazy streak... but if there's one positive habit I do have it's paying others what I owe.”

“And what do you owe the Ryōdoji?” Kotetsu asks, having missed the point a second time.

You elect not to make your murderous intents totally explicit. That would hardly fit your 'character' at all.

“More than I can overlook,” you reply calmly.

“Far be it from me to interfere in family business,” Captain Kyōraku agrees, his tone unusually grim. “You have my permission... but what is it you intend to do?”

>They have a grudge against the Central 46 above all else, I'd imagine...
>I'm going to find them and kill them, on their home turf if necessary.
>Other (write-in a scheme)

>>1459503
>They have a grudge against the Central 46 above all else, I'd imagine...

>>1459503
>I'm going to find them and kill them, on their home turf if necessary.

Why yes, I would like to see Gin being a horror movie monster.

>>1459503
>>I'm going to find them and kill them, on their home turf if necessary.

>>1459503
>>I'm going to find them and kill them, on their home turf if necessary.


>>1459522
Didn't think of that anon, good point and I would like to see that as well.

>>1459503
>They have a grudge against the Central 46 above all else, I'd imagine...

Anyone not invovled in the attack is probably going to be open to talking to. And since we need to end this whole plane convergence bullshit thatd be a good idea. Also consider that their expertise in planar movements would also be potentially useful.

>>1459503
>I'm going to find them and kill them, on their home turf if necessary.
>Other (write-in a scheme)
Something that involves returning the ashes of Kin to his next of... kin.

>>1459534
>tfw Gin returning Kin to his kin so Gin can set up some payback for Kin hurting Gin's kin

>>1459534
That sounds allot like Gin.
Still plan B for me though.

>>1459503
Throwing my support in for "returning Kin's ashes"

>>1459534
Sounds good to me

>>1459503
MINAGOROSHI

>will start writing the second I'm done updating SoZ

>>1459563
“We still have some remains of the man who attacked Captain Kusajishi don't we?” you muse. “We ought to return those.”

“There's a sword and some ashes,” the Head Captain informs you, frowning slightly at what he must already realize you intend to do. “What exactly are you planning?”

Your wide grin tells the Head Captain that he might not actually want to know beforehand.

“I will have my Lieutenant escort you to the morgue,” Unohana bows slightly. “Please execute your duties responsibly, Captain Ichimaru.”

After a few minutes of waiting Kotetsu Isane arrives with a clipboard in hand, waving you into the building's basement. Down two flights of stairs you reach a small room illuminated by a naked bulb, one of several like it along a long, sterile-looking hallway with vinyl floors.

“Thankfully this part of our barracks is rarely busy,” Isane sighs, looking over her notes and finding a specific shelf on which a large pine box has recently been placed. “So there's hardly any confusing the attacker's remains for anyone else. I just need to make a note for our records.”

“And his zanpakuto?”

“Little more than a trinket now,” Isane shrugs, making a few scratches on her sheet. “I'll log it out as well. Will you be... returning them. At all?”

You shake your head. “Nope, can't say I intend to.”

Isane seems deeply confused, but hands over the labeled box and corresponding zanpakuto without any further comment. After taking your leave, your next goal is the gate guarded by Jidanbō. You spy the massive gatekeeper and his axes, still on alert at his post. He spots you as well.

“Captain Ichimaru, what a pleasant surprise!” he grins, trying and failing to disguise his apprehension. “I'm sorry, but the gates are closed at the moment.”

“I see,” you sigh, smile shifting slowly into a frown. “Tell me, Jidanbō, why do you think we hire such massive people to serve as gatekeepers?”

Jidanbō thinks to himself for a few moments. “Is it because we can lift the gates?”

“Precisely!” you nod, smile returning to its customary place. “I would do it myself, but my hands are sort of full at the moment. So would you mind terribly opening the gate for me?”

Judanbō is sweating bullets by now, uncomfortable under your smile. “I... I'm not supposed to... okay, Captain Ichimaru. Please stop looking at me like that...”
>1/2

>>1459647
After terrorizing Jidanbō into opening the gate, it takes you some time to orient yourself properly in the Rukongai. But eventually you find what you're looking for: the residence of Shiba Kūkaku. Impossible to miss really, given the massive gun barrel and the granite fists standing up behind it. Kūkaku's private guards make a show of trying to deny you entry at first, but you basically push past them without even breaking a sweat. They may be big but they're not Jidanbō sized and they're not nearly Captain-class, so they may as well not be there really.

Quite a sad statement, but true: like most people you've ever met they're largely irrelevant to the “plot”, as it were.

“Kūkaku,” you nod once you corner the older Shiba woman in her kitchen, making herself a pot of tea.

“Hey, Gin,” she greets you stiffly, apparently focused on managing the finer sort of movements required of her fairly new prosthetic arm. “What's up kid?”

“I need you to do me a favor,” you admit.

“And that would be...” she trails off.

“I need you to help me shoot a guy's ashes into space.”

Kūkaku pours a fair amount of her tea onto the counter.
>dice+3d10, DC 17, Crit 22

Rolled 2, 9, 2 = 13 (3d10)

>>1459675
Space!

Rolled 7, 2, 2 = 11 (3d10)

>>1459675

> Tenga Toppen Guuren Kek

Rolled 4, 6, 7 = 17 (3d10)

>>1459675

>>1459681

The saviour has come.

>>1459647
>“I will have my Lieutenant escort you to the morgue,” Unohana bows slightly. “Please execute your duties responsibly, Captain Ichimaru.”
>After a few minutes of waiting Kotetsu Isane arrives with a clipboard in hand

Wait....

>>1459416
>“What are we talking about?” Third Seat Kotetsu asks, looking up from her notebook. It seems she's been silently jotting down minutes to present to Lieutenant Shiba Miyako after the meeting up until this point, which she clearly hasn't quite followed.“What are we talking about?” Third Seat Kotetsu asks, looking up from her notebook. It seems she's been silently jotting down minutes to present to Lieutenant Shiba Miyako after the meeting up until this point, which she clearly hasn't quite followed.


Who the hell is the Lieutenant here? Or is the Koketesu referring to Isane's sister?

With all the changes in positions I'm not sure what's going on.

Hey King. I assume the spam thing got sorted.

>>1459681
Praise be.

>>1459712
>Or is the Koketesu referring to Isane's sister?
Pretty much.

>>1459712
Kiyone is still third seat, Isane is a lieutenant. I think

>>1459712
See >>1459728
and >>1459746
Kotetsu Isane is the Lieutenant of Fourth Division. Kotetsu Kiyone is the Third Seat of Thirteenth Division standing in for their current Lieutenant Shiba Miyako.

>>1459717
Yup. Though running two quests at the same time is a logistical nightmare. SoZ runs a bit slower than SSQ so their timing has kind of synchronized. Which sucks ass.

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>>1459675
“I assume you have a reason for that?” Kūkaku sighs, scratching at the spot where her real arm meets the prosthetic. “I mean I know Riku didn't raise you to be a total weirdo, but this isn't just you being a weirdo, right?”

“Please,” you sigh dramatically, “I get enough of that from my boss at work. Can't you just take me at my word that this'll all make sense soon enough?”

“I suppose,” she agrees, setting aside her teapot. “Come on upstairs and we'll shoot that box up, whatever that'll achieve.”

“Oi, Ganjū!” she roars out into the hallway. “Grab a cannonball and some extra ink, we're doin' something stupid with some jerk's ashes!”

“Did I mention this jerk was the one who put Rku in the hospital?” you muse, causing an almost hundred-and-eighy degree turn in Kūkaku's mood.

“Hey... bring the special one!” she adds with a malicious glare.

Fantastic.

Once outside Kūkaku does a double-take at the sight of Hueco Mundo upside down in the sky, and Ganjū yelps in terror.

“Get a grip,” his sister snaps, perhaps a bit harder than she intended. “Start acting like a man and load the cannon.”

“S-sure thing, sis!” he stammers, getting to work on the loading process.

“So what the hell is that?” she growls, eyeing the union of the planes distrustfully.

“A valley of screams being used to try and collide Hueco Mundo with the Soul Society,” you explain.

“My cannon's not that big,” Kūkaku grumbles.

“Don't worry, it's plenty big,” you reassure her. “In fact it's the biggest cannon I've ever seen!”

“Don't patronize me.”

“Sorry. Can't help it.”
>1/2

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>>1459806
>Fire his ashes and sword back into the valley of screams
>what's left of their strongest warrior lands at the feet of his family
>his remains scatter to the four winds
>their faces

>hueco mundo disappears as they back away slow
a man can dream

>>1459806
“Are you ready?” you ask the siblings, to which Kūkaku nods in silent confirmation before drawing her sword and stabbing it into the stone platform.

“Adjusting, three degrees south, two degrees positive elevation,” she mutters aloud. “Shell loaded?”

“Everything's like you requested, sis,” Ganjū gulps. “You think this is a good idea?”

“Good,” you nod. “I took the time to leave a message on the box, so they'll probably be here pretty quick.”

“And your plan from there is to...” Kūkaku asks, trailing off.

“Kill.”

“Solid plan,” she nods in agreement. “Maybe send out a spike of reiatsu, or send some kinda signal for reinforcements? You know, just in case.”

As much as you hate to admit it, reinforcements would be good and the Commandos are already outside the wall. So with a flare of your own reiatsu you send as clear a signal as they'll get... that is, the clearest signal up until the cannon fires.

The sound is nothing short of tremendous, rattling your very bones and pushing you back on your feet as the projectile screams through the air and towards the aperture leading into the valley of screams.

“Rounds complete,” Kūkaku announces. “Drift is less than one degree from target... whoever's up there got your package alright.”

“Good,” you nod.
>roll 1d10, taking the first three into account

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1459845

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1459845

Rolled 1 (1d10)

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>>1459849
>>1459848
>>1459847
Oh-kay...

>>1459849
>>1459848
>>1459847
Uhhh...two out of three ain't bad?

>>1459847
>>1459848
Welp. Nobody might remember why they were exiled, but it sure will be written down not to mess with the Shibas after this.

>>1459849
Ya gun dun ruined it.

>>1459863
Or maybe it's terrible.
Either way, we'll see both extremes of whatever that was.

>>1459864
Really it was >>1459848 that ruined it. You'll figure out why after I update SoZ.

God this was such a mistake.

>>1459847
>>1459848
>>1459849
The dice have spoken.

I have no idea what they've said, but they have fucking spoken.

>>1459875
>God this was such a mistake.
The action, the roll, or the thread juggling?
Or all of it?

>>1459914
I'm going to go out on a limb and say "all of it"

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>>1459845
It takes a few minutes to see any reaction, but sure enough the Ryōdoji descend rapidly from the aperture with their reiatsu at full blast.

“Oh my, it seems they're coming when I called after all!” you comment as they draw closer.

“The hell did you call them?” Kūkaku muses grimly as three figures become four. “They're mad!”

“I have that effect on people sometimes.”

“You don't say?” Kūkaku grins.

The four Ryōdoji fighters use shunpo to cover the last few hundred meters, coming to a stop above you and some distance away: just far enough to consider it useful distance, but not far enough that you'd struggle to hear them.

“Who did it!?” a purple-haired woman demands hysterically. “Who's the piece of human-shaped filth that killed my son!?”

“You must be his mother?” you suggest, playing dumb for the moment. “Good, good. I had business with you. Did you know that your son tried to kill my mother?”

“I owe you for that,” you continue, letting your full reiatsu wash over them in a powerful wave that drops Ganjū to his knees. Behind your smile is a pure murderous intent that's truly impossible to disguise, and your hand finds Shinsō's hilt. “And I'm not sure you can repay it with anything but your lives. Starting with that black-haired woman.”

The man standing alongside the other Ryōdoji glances at the woman near him before turning back to you angrily. “You mean me? Just because I've got long hair doesn't mean...”

He howls mid-sentence as his arm is severed clean from his shoulder.

“Sorry,” you apologize sarcastically as you sheath Shinsō. “My aim is usually quite a bit better than that. But I suppose dismemberment works just as well, if you're patient with me.”

Annoyingly, it seems that those Blanks weren't far behind. At this rate they'll begin reassembling themselves, perhaps as fast as you can disassemble them. What a pain... though you also have reinforcements on the way, it seems.

>Let's try that again, shall we? (combat)
>Kūkaku, take whichever two you want (2v4)
>Try and stall them with banter until Apacci and Mirai arrive.

>>1459949
>>Kūkaku, take whichever two you want (2v4)

>>1459949
>Let's try that again, shall we? (combat)
RIP AND TEAR

>>1459949
>Kūkaku, take whichever two you want (2v4)

>>1459949
>Try and stall them with banter until Apacci and Mirai arrive.
>See if you can trick them into revealing their grievance with Soul Society.

Gin's good at this.

>>1459949
>Kūkaku, take whichever two you want (2v4)
"Incidentally, those Blanks are also volatile. Like fireworks!"

>>1459982
>Try and stall them with banter until Apacci and Mirai arrive.

Seconding this

>>1459983
Seconding letting kukaku know the blanks explode.

>>1459949
>>Kūkaku, take whichever two you want (2v4)
"Incidentally, those Blanks are also volatile. Like fireworks!"

>>1459983
This.

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“Careful, Miss Kūkaku,” you warn cheerfully. “Those Blanks have an explosive personality... as in that's all they do.”

“I see,” your aunt nods thoughtfully. “And they use them to heal too? That's bizarrely specific.”

“Enough chatter!” the woman shouts. “Mue, you and me are gonna take the Captain here. Jai, you take the woman, Bau will take the guy whose knees are knocking together.”

“I'm gonna punish you for that cheap shot, shinigami!” the one called Mue hisses as he comes closer.

“Mue, keep on your guard!” Jai calls out to him. “Your opponent is a Captain, keep him busy and we'll take him down together.”

The one called Bau, whose face is hidden behind a grey veil, makes a gnashing sound at Ganjū.

“Great, I get the freaky one again,” he grumbles, producing a set of small bombs from his pockets.

With a shout Mue draws a sword, broad and dark in color, and swings it at you. Shinsō meets it effortlessly, as you draw it and slash downward to push it out of the way. Your own zanpakuto's point grazes his hip as you call out its name and extend the blade, slowly by your standards. Wouldn't want him realizing the full speed your blade can move at just yet, it'll be so much easier if you can lull him into a false sense of security first.

“What's wrong!?” Mue shouts. “You didn't really think a sword that slow could hit me, did you?”

He steps out of the way, and you're forced to quickly parry a pair of arrows shot at you by the woman, who's hung back for now with a small hand bow.

“You moved too early, Mue,” she grumbles, producing another arrow by reducing a nearby Blank. “We'll get him sooner or later.”

Meanwhile Kūkaku is seemingly content with her opponent, meeting and matching his punches easily.

“You're not half bad,” she commends him. “But you've gotta do better than this. I won't be satisfied beating you unless I break you, so show me what you've really got!”

Ganjū however is simply running around throwing bombs at his opponent, who easily regenerates each time.

“Stop running!” the man roars.

“Never!” Ganjū retorts.

>This is going on too long. Use your Bankai.
>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.
>Your kenjutsu ability should be quite enough.
>Other?

>>1460091
>>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.

>>1460091
>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.

>>1460091
>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.

>>1460091
>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.

On one hand I feel like it's not going to be that easy. On the other hand if it works, it seems like a good solution? Gin's a solid all-rounder too.

>>1460091
>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.

Momma taught me to use the demon magic real good.

>>1460091
>Use kidō to stop these two idiots from dodging.

>will start writing after updating SoZ
Also, feel free to float omake ideas for the week.

>>1460141
More hanataro shenanigans
Maybe hanataro gets street cred for hanging with 9th and captain-class fighters all the time

>>1460141
Scenes of an obstinate or uncooperative Riku having to actually lie down and recover like a normal person, and how the medics deal with housing a veritable natural disaster.

Well. A natural disaster not named Unohana Retsu.

Bonus points if Riku keeps trying to find ways to be productive, like meditating in her Inner World or practicing kido, and the medics feel very uncomfortable about the injured Captain trying to test her limits in their quarters.

>>1460141
Mirai and starrk shenanigans. either PoV would probably be equally fun

>>1460141
Halibel or Apacci finding the internet

>dice+3d10, DC 18, Crit 23

>>1460166
I would thought Soul Soxiety has something like that, at least for phones.

Rolled 5, 1, 8 = 14 (3d10)

>>1460190

Rolled 5, 3, 3 = 11 (3d10)

>>1460190

Rolled 2, 10, 4 = 16 (3d10)

>>1460190

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>>1460192
>>1460198
>>1460207

And this is why Rangiku is our favorite child

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>>1460190
So it would be really nice if they would both get in a straight line, that way you could kill them both at the same time. The trouble is getting them to hold still, both in the same line where you could conceivably hit them from here. And for that, you need to use kidō.

“Hōrin!” you call out, a slithering tendril of bright orange reiatsu lashing out from your left index finger towards the woman standing off some distance. It lashes around her arms, wrapping and binding them tightly.

“Shit!” she curses loudly as you begin chanting to strengthen the spell.

“Disintegrate, black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and tear out...”

But the effort comes a little too late, as her partner leaps into action. He smacks his weapon against the tendril with a loud cry, twisting it round in your spell then pulling hard on the hilt. So hard that the blade comes off entirely... revealing a slimmer golden blade, the point of which seems to have been left inside the sharp “sheath” entangled with your spell.

Then it explodes, breaking up your bakudō and freeing your target to hurl several daggers at you. They dig into the dirt harmlessly of course as you step aside with shunpo, but you're frustrated at your failure to kill the duo.

“Benin, you should've been paying attention!” Mue grumbles mutinously. “Now I wasted that trick on bailing you out.”

“Don't worry,” Benin replies. “We're about to have reinforcements.”

You notice that the large man, Jai, has been pushing Kūkaku around... or rather all three of him have. He seems to have a weapon that creates copies of himself, fueled by the Blanks.

“That's more like it,” Kūkaku smirks, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth after taking a particularly strong hit. “Good. Now I can start taking you seriously.”

>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.
>Try again with the kidō.
>Fuck Blanks, fuck tricks, and fuck ALL these people. Bankai now.
>Other?

>>1460292
>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.

>>1460292
>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.
Gin know that he who uses bankai first loses

>>1460292
>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.

If shit starts really getting hairy, mass wiping out the blanks might be a good idea.

>>1460292
>>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.

>>1460292
>>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.

Strongly tempted to go bankai, but I feel like it's going to bite us. Gin throwing out subtlety seems OoC.

But because it's Gin, I can't tell whether that means he's going to be at a disadvantage for throwing out his carefully crafted playbook, or a brilliant paradigm shift.

>>1460292
>Snipe her opponents from here, she'll know how to take advantage.

Stay subtle even in a furious rage, that's how you play a gin.

>sorry for the delay, IRL horseshit
>writing
Give me 3d10, best of three. DC 17, crit 21.

Rolled 2, 10, 10 = 22 (3d10)

>>1460407

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

>>1460407

Rolled 6, 4, 9 = 19 (3d10)

>>1460407

Rolled 3, 2, 4 = 9 (3d10)

>>1460407

Rolled 10, 8, 9 = 27 (3d10)

>>1460407

>>1460413
gin is mad

>>1460433
Gin has been mad since Aizen hollowfied Riku and Yoruichi

now he is raging

“Well I guess we can do it this way,” you sigh, drawing Shinsō from its sheath and holding it at chest-level in at tight grip. “I've never used this in shikai, so I'm not even sure it'll work.”

“What the hell are you gonna do with that?” Mue sneers as Kūkaku chants, evading the multiple copies of her own opponent.

“What am I going to do?” you repeat with a smile. “I was thinking I'd start with this.”

You turn in place, aiming Shinsō at the Jai clones. “Buto Renjin.”

The multiple thrusts are quicker than any of the Ryōdoji are ready for, and Jai never stood a chance. All of the clones are pierced multiple times, like fleshy pincushions, far more than is strictly necessary to kill them. But you want to make sure, so each takes at least three fatal wounds before you halt your attack.

Mue roars and whips his blade at you, extending it on a cord... at least until Kūkaku finishes her chant.

“Hadō 63: Raikōhō!”

The blast of reiatsu is aimed true, and strikes Mue dead in the chest just as he realizes that he's focused too intently on you instead of wondering what Kūkaku was going to do now that her enemy is dead.

“You'll pay for that, witch!” Benin shouts, turning her bow on your aunt only to find something stuck to her back. “What is this?”

“It's a bomb!” Ganjū shouts, having thrown the weapon well past a confused and angry Bau.

Benin's eyes widen before she's engulfed in a colorful blast... not enough to kill her, but it had to have hurt and disoriented her.

>Finish off Benin
>Finish off Bau
>Hold back for now and reassess

>>1460507
DC to kill both?

>>1460507
>>Hold back for now and reassess

>>1460507
If not an option, i'd go with bau since he'll be pissed at ganju and that idiot might die.

>>1460528
Higher.

>>1460507
>Finish off Bau

>>1460528
We want someone alive to make sure we have a target to interrogate about whats anchoring the valley of screams.

>>1460537
***Benin because she'll be pissed
i'm sleepy

>>1460540
>>1460546
Right, not-sleepy me would probably say to hold off because they might have some bullshit up their sleeve to fuck us over with.

>>1460507
One of them's going to be angry and rush in. Snipe that one when they try

>>1460507

>Finish off Bau

Benin sounds like she'd know more. Also be harder to capture and interrogate, but eh.

>>1460507
Alright, I'll start writing after I take care of a few quick IRL tasks, maybe ~10 minutes. SoZ is wrapped up for the night, so expect a slight uptick in the pace for the next hour or so.

>>1460634
Should we roll now then?

>>1460634
Mother's day can be very tiring, can't it?
Excuse me while i go sleep my final sleep

>>1460643
Yeah, go for it.
3d10, DC 17, Crit 23.

Rolled 6, 9, 7 = 22 (3d10)

>>1460730

Rolled 1, 3, 2 = 6 (3d10)

>>1460730
Roger.

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

>>1460730

Rolled 5, 1, 10 = 16 (3d10)

>>1460730
hype power?

>>1460734
Almost....but still good.

Praise the sacred 2.

>>1460756
nah, Gin's sacred numbers are 9, 2, 9

>>1460730
Even as Bau moves to attack you spear him through the chest, sparing Ganjū the results of whatever technique the Ryōdoji fighter had in mind oh god what's wrong with his face!?

The veil comes off and you immediately understand why it was there to begin with, the bulbous bloodshot eyes, red skin, and the fanged maw make you wonder if this isn't some kind of stitched-together Frankenstein-style monster instead of a person. His features can only nominally be considered “human”, like a comic-book character who's always drawn off-model?”

You get the sensation that Shinsō is eager to be withdrawn, so you oblige and pull it clear of Bau's chest cavity in a spurt of bubbling crimson.

“And then there was one,” you muse cheerfully, turning to face a stunned Benin. She reaches out towards the Blanks around her, trying to draw them in and shift their shapes into weaponry. You have different plans, lashing out and extending Shinsō to sweep at chest level in a wide arc. Benin dodges. The Blanks don't.

She seems to realize the gravity of her mistake immediately. “Shit... you're just fucking with me?”

“I haven't used Bankai yet, have I?” you explain, walking toward her with an eerie smile. “Besides, I've already told you: I owe you.”

“... stay away!” she shouts, aiming her bow at you and firing. You catch the arrow between your fingertips just inches from your eyes, then toss the projectile away.

“I'm afraid I can't let you kill her,” a new voice interrupts as a veritable rain of spikes tied to long steel cables falls all around you, individually not much of a threat but more than enough to slow you down. If what you've seen of these peoples' weapons is accurate, this cage might actually be dangerous: if not to you than to Ganjū at least, maybe even to Kūkaku whose reiatsu isn't quite at the level of a fully-fledged Captain due to her not having a zanpakuto... at least that you know of.

“Benin,” the newcomer, a man in a similar outfit with a metal headguard, tells her. “Pick up Mue while you're at it, if you're quick he might just survive.”

“But I...”

“Benin!” the man shouts again. “Don't you get it? Ganryū is furious that you took a squad off like this against orders. You're putting the whole plan in jeopardy!”

“Screw the...” the woman begins, earning a sharp glare from her comrade. “Fine, I'll comply.”

“Smart.”

>Allow them to witdraw.
>Apacci is on her way, see if you can't stall.
>This is supposed to restrain you? What a joke.
>Other?

>>1460821
>Apacci is on her way, see if you can't stall.
if you can't, bankai

>>1460821
>>Apacci is on her way, see if you can't stall.

>>1460821
>>Apacci is on her way, see if you can't stall.
If we can't use bankai while bemoaning that he's forced our hand. So very boring.

>>1460821
“Is this it? Really?” you ask with a frown. “I'm bored. You're boring me.”

“Why you...” Benin snarls. “You think this is a game!?”

“Hardly,” you sigh dramatically. “In fact I feel like I'm the only one here taking this seriously. Quite frankly if you were taking me seriously you'd be running for your lives.”

“Your boasting's not getting you anywhere, shinigami,” the newcomer insists, grasping one of the cables. “Try anything and I blast you into gibbets, got that? You're only alive because killing you's not my assignment.”

“I have trouble caring,” you admit. “In fact you're on track to be wiped out before any of us can work out who you are and what you got banished for in the first place. How sad for your attempt at 'revenge' to be consigned to the footnotes of history... even the idea of crashing tow planes together seems so trite by now.”

“And now you've switched to taunting?” the newcomer sneers. “That's pathetic.”

“No,” you correct him. “I switched to stalling.”

“Stalling for what?” he asks, suddenly confused. That look doesn't last long, as a fist connects firmly with his gut.
>1/2

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>>1460941
You are Emilou Apacci: arrancar, butt-kicker, and general badass, and this is your natural habitat.

It didn't take much to deck that guy, one punch sent him reeling and forced him to release those cables connected to his bulky backpack.

“For that, of course,” Ichimaru grins before calling out to you. “Hey, Miss Appaci! Took you long enough!”

“I was escorting a patrol squad, dumbass!” you shout back angrily. “I couldn't just abandon them you know!”

“Fine, fine, I get it!” Ichimaru replies, raising his hands defensively. “Sheesh, you don't have to shout at me. You're gonna hurt my feelings if you keep that up.”

“Seems like the only thing of yours in danger of getting' hurt here,” you grumble, turning to face the green-clad intruder.

“The hell is this?” he groans, rubbing his gut where you buried your fist in it. “Some kinda freaky deer woman... holy shit are you a hollow!?”

“Yeah,” you grumble, “I am. And you're messing up my home, so do me a solid and either fuck off or die. Your choice, but either way get it over with quick.”

“Did I miss something!?” he shouts, seemingly still stuck on the point. “Why're hollows and shinigami working together?”

“I can explain it all,” you offer before a sonido-empowered charge, at the end of which you backhand him through a nearby wall. “Fuck you, that's why.”

“You're gonna regret that...” you hear his voice from the cloud of dust.

“I doubt it,” you grin, raising your fists.

>>1461003
And that's the end for this evening. It's getting late and running two quests at the same time for six hours took it all out of me. Don't think I'll be doing that again, but I feel it was the only way to be fair to both groups of readers so thanks for sticking it out with me.

Archive's up, feel free to ask questions, post omake ideas, etc. I'll be back tomorrow to check it all over. Hope you had fun and see you next time!

>>1461057
Thanks for running. Always a fun read.

>>1461057
Thanks for the thread.
Omake idea:
Riku vs Retsu in Looney Tunes esque shenanigans where Riku tries all sorts of crazy plans (even taking a few pages off of Gin's habits of pranks) to get out of the room only to be thwarted by a smiling Retsu who secretly takes great amusement in all of this.

Prisoner's Allegory File 2: Dordoni.
>Dordoni's turn to take a walk, where even when he's paralyzed from the waist down his legs still find a way to trip him up. Also, a visit to Dr. Unohana who has him "cooperate" to check his spinal condition.

>tfw Riku's subordinates and familial members are so badass they manhandle the opposition without going full-power

Feels good. Kin the edgetard wasn't their -only- heavy hitter, right? They've got to have at least one backup. They aren't so stupid as to put all of their eggs into one basket, yeah?

>>1461003
>“I can explain it all,” you offer before a sonido-empowered charge, at the end of which you backhand him through a nearby wall. “Fuck you, that's why.”
Goddamn, I love Apacci.

>>1461207
there's that guy who one-shot Ichigo in canon. and probably at least a few more strong enough to fuck up a captain

>>1461253
>You are Emilou Apacci: arrancar, butt-kicker, and general badass, and this is your natural habitat.

And this. She's so awesome.

>>1461253
>>1461306
....Either of you guys read One Eye on the horizon on akun?

>>1461310
Not yet, but It's on the List.

>>1461328
She's the first Hollow the MC of that quest runs into. Well the first he didn't immediately eat.

>>1461057
look at the new and improved Ayon now that Appaci and Co. are more powerful than in canon?

>>1461348
A look, that is.

>>1461310
Yup. She's probably the best part about it.

Omake idea:
Gin and Rangiku having mother's day brunch with Riku and best cat

>>1461003
Omake idea: Apacci gets a date for some reason, shenanigans happen.

>>1461459
but who's the date!?

>>1461583
The ghost of Yamamoto. Or the ghost of Yamamoto's ghost since he was already dead.

>>1461583
Keigo for comedy, Ikkaku for serious

>>1461057
Mirai does something to woo starrk. he has no clue what to do about it

>>1462527
I'd vote to cockblock him if we weren't already married, just because her reference pic is Amira.

Speaking of which, Otoyomegatari is back.

>>1462020
>ikkaku and apacci
Huh, i could kinda see that.

>>1464434
Right?

>>1464434
it's because apacci looks like the child of ikkaku and yumichika

>>1461057
I'd like a glimpse into what the human crowd is up to while we resolve this sub-arc for ourselves.

And I'm interested in what's going on in Kenpachi's head as he mopes around, trying to get over his heartbreak with the help of his now-internal Yachiru.

Oh and someday I'd like to see the Mission Impossible stuff young Gin and Rangiku went through trying to steal the Head Captain's sandals.

>>1461057
More Hanataro shenanigans
A day in the life of Coyote starrk
Isshin and Masaki and whatever they're up to
Rukia, Tatsuki, and Ichigo getting into and out of trouble

>>1462020
>tfw you can see Apacci going to the 11th division's grounds just to hit people and gets a bunch of would-be suitors

>>1461057
I wouldnt mind seeing more Ikkaku. He seems oddly underutilized.

>>1466853
Little do we realize, he has been charging up his spinning death wheel this entire time for one really stupid big attack.

>>1467218
>Final battle
>Aizen in his final form shows down against Riku and her family
>all of a sudden, a giant hunk of metal flies out of nowhere and cuts him in half
>Ikkaku laughs madly in the distance

>in movie, will post an omake fairly late

>>1468227
What'll it be?

>>1468245
it's a mystery.

>>1468245
It's going to be tomorrow

No seriously, I just got back and it's one in the morning. I can barely think straight.

You are Kusajishi Riku, and if there's one thing you can't stand it's being forced to rest. It completely defeats the purpose, forcing someone to rest when all they feel is an overwhelming instinctive drive to get things done. As a Captain the only way you know to deal with stress is head on, the only way you recover is by powering through.

It's as much for your own well-being as it is for everyone else's.

But the list of wounds you're recovering from all at once is unusually long: extreme blood loss, a penetrating wound through your gut, a deep wound to your heart, countless shallow cuts and slashes all across your body from training and combat, ruptured ear drums, a left arm almost completely eviscerated down to the bone...

As much as those wounds have begun to heal now that you have some blood in you again, the drain on your reiatsu from keeping the wounds more or less closed until they could be mended was immense even before you arrived here. Partly that's because Rosa needs to remain in her released state for that to happen, meaning constant strain and loss of reiatsu until your condition was stabilized enough for her to begin repairing the tissue damage itself.

“Alright, ma'am,” one of the Fourth Division's medics pants after finishing a fifteen-minute-long kaidō session to replenish your deeply depleted reiatsu reserves. “That's about as much as I can spare.”

That's a drop in the bucket for you, but right now you suppose it's a rather useful drop into a very badly drained bucket, so you're inclined to accept it without complaint. There's still a dull ache lingering through your body, but also a restless energy that's been building up since you regained consciousness.

So almost as soon as your attendant leaves, you manage to stagger to your feet.

“When you put it this way,” you grumble, looking down at the extensive bandages all over your body as you ditch the hospital gown you've been given and rummage through a nearby closet for your uniform, “I guess I look like I've been pretty reckless with myself.”

Yoruichi brought you a fresh shihakusho, of the sleeveless and backless variety you both typically wear, and you find that due to their extraordinary craftsmanship your Captains' haori and white fingerless gloves came clean after you soaked them in blood. You don the former carefully and leave the haori and gloves for when you're fully healed, but you do find that one part of your uniform didn't come clean.

Your sash.
>1/?

>>1470538
NOT THE SASH

>>1470538
Damn

That sash has been with us for well over a hundred years.

>>1470538
This thin band of robin's-egg blue fabric is irreplaceable. You can always request another haori if this one gets ruined, Apacci can make you new gloves, shihakusho practically grow on trees. But even if you got a sash exactly the same size, shape, and color as this one... it wouldn't be the same. Cut from Okita Sōshi's flamboyant shinsengumi uniform on the occasion of his death, it has reminded you of your time on the streets of Kyoto for more than a century. You learned much from the elite swordsmen of the era, and what you learned and saw helped to shape who you have become.

And now it's almost more brown than it is blue, even after having been washed by Fourth Division's staff.

The question now isn't so much what to do, because the answer is clearly to take it to Shutara and have her work her magic on it. The real question is “how”: since the you doubt anyone in the Fourth Division has the means to get it to her, and you're equally dubious that Captain Unohana would allow you to leave for such a purpose.

“Okay, Riku,” you breathe slowly. “Think. How do we get out of here without over-exerting or using too much reiatsu...”

The sensation of dozens of Fourth Division shinigami milling around on your floor gives you an idea.

“Yeah, and the little goofball kept insisting they weren't that bad,” a passing orderly in the white uniform of a full-time medic comments to his friend as you shut the door to your room silently behind them. They're the only ones in this corridor and will be for a few minutes, if your sixth sense is accurate.

“Do you believe it?” the second orderly asks.

The first man shrugs, but thankfully keeps walking down the passageway towards a stairwell, which you make for ducking to your right at the end of the hall.

“Maybe,” he admits. “He came back in one piece, didn't he? You know what a lousy fighter he is, if he survived it's entirely possible his explanation for it is true.”

Down two flights of stairs, you find yourself on the ground floor. Sash in hand, you look around carefully to try and figure out which way you should go to find a relatively unwatched exit. Arrows on the floor lead you past a number of small labs occupied by one or two people each, until you find what looks for all the world like a back door.

“Must be a delivery door?” you muse.
>2/?

inb4 4th divisions head hunts us down.

>>1470876
>inb4 4th divisions head hunts us down.
inb4 she's been behind us the entire time.

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>>1470870
Trying the door handle reveals that it's not locked at all, so you cautiously open it as soon as you sense that you won't be seen immediately. Unfortunately, a cheery tone from inside the building is followed by an announcement.

“Warning, Captain Kusajishi Riku has escaped the recovery ward,” a worried female voice declares. “Please be on your guard and report any sightings of her immediately. Please avoid any attempts to restrain the patient, her injuries are serious.”

“Repeat: do not attempt to restrain. Report any sightings of Captain Kusajishi to your immediate superior. Thank you.”

“Well so much for that,” you grumble, pace quickening as you move for the closest shrubs to avoid a passing group of Fourth Division personnel who turn the corner of the building a second after you tae cover among the low-slung foliage. “I have to hurry, the longer I wait the more patrols I'll probably encounter.”

You continue moving through the bushes towards the outer wall of the Fourth Division's barracks, intending to follow it to a gate and come up with your next step from that point... however you're politely interrupted.

“And what do you think you are doing, Captain?” a familiar voice addresses you, accompanied by a barely-noticeable spiritual presence which you'd felt coming the whole time. “I take it you understand that running in your condition would be a serious mistake?”

“Retsu,” you sigh, settling down at the base of a tree. “Why do you insist on treating me like an invalid? I'm wounded, not dying.”

“Your ability to serve as a Captain will be hindered until you are fully recovered,” Captain Unohana replies calmly, taking a seat on a tree branch in front of you. “My duty is to see that your recovery takes as little time as possible. You understand that much.”

“I do,” you nod sternly. “But likewise, you know my duties as well. What you may not realize is how much being able to act means to me, even if it's just accomplishing small tasks.”

“Being laid up in bed while my family, my comrades, and my subordinates are out risking their lives... I've seen Hell, Retsu. This is worse.”

“What were you trying to accomplish by sneaking out like this, Lady Riku?” Retsu asks you with a sigh of her own, seemingly understanding your position on the matter.
>3/4

>>1471121
“What were you trying to accomplish by sneaking out like this, Lady Riku?"
paperwork.

>>1471121
You offer the sash, which Retsu eventually takes and examines carefully. “Do the blood stains bother you so much that you would risk your health over it?”

“It's one of my few personal possessions,” you explain as Retsu passes the sash back into your hands. “It's irreplaceable to me, and something I wear with unusual pride. If my subordinates see me return without it appearing just as it did before I was wounded...”

“It will affect morale,” Unohana realizes stoically. “That is what you are thinking, is it? The results of seeing tangible evidence of their Captain having suffered such grievous injury?”

“I can't predict their responses, that's an individual matter,” you admit. “There are certainly some who would be disturbed to see that I'd been not just bloodied... but beaten.”

“So you need to have that sash cleaned in a way that my Division is not currently able to manage,” Unohana considers the point aloud. “If I offer to take it personally to Shutara Senjumaru, and request that she substantively reconstruct it, would you agree to spend the rest of the day in the recovery ward?”

After a few moments of careful consideration, you decide to throw caution to the wind. “No more sedatives. And allow me a light administrative workload.”

“Do you really think that you are in a position to make such demands?' Retsu asks you, eyes narrowed appraisingly.

You nod immediately. “Neither of those things would hinder my recovery, and would allow me to do my job even while in bed. Everyone wins.”

“Fine,” Unohana nods. “I will see what I can arrange... the entire day, Captain.”

“Cross what's left of my heart,” you reply with a grin before handing over the sash. “Thank you for your generosity, Captain Unohana.”

“And thank you for your continued service, Captain Kusajishi,” she replies carefully as she takes it from you. “Now then, I suppose should gird myself for another encounter with that fool Kirinji...”
>4/4

>>1471490
>>1471121
>>1470870
>>1470538
I was expecting Looney Tunes shenanigans. I was not expecting poignant feels for Riku's sash.