The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago]

Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:53 pm

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The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Neviah

The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] 40g74bg23l1p7al58lvg1jo4j71297585257

"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
誰もの子供

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Another day of feeling alone. Another day of wondering what her family was doing, and another day of being the same Vice-Captain that has the same fears and confusions of what to do as every other day. It was raining outside as the Vice-Captain of the 4th Division, Neviah Clixx-Kimura was sitting on the porch side looking up at the clouds. She appeared around the age of a 20 year old as she wore a white Kimono with her Vice-Captain badge strapped to her left arm. Neviah wore white as she not only loved it's sense of purity, but it was a morale booster to her patients when they saw she was clean and not covered in blood. By doing so, it helped her with her curing and it really aided in her own morale for the better of serving her job. But today, Neviah wasn't really working much as she had a lot on her mind...

It's been a while since Neviah last heard or seen anything of her Father or Mother and she was beginning to feel quite lonely. What made matters worse was that not only was Unohana out performing her Captains duties and leaving Neviah behind, but Neviah was also still suffering that her first ever friend Konomi Osaka, former 3rd Seat of the 4th Division was killed on an emergency mission on the outskirts of the 8th Rukongai. This news was actually harder on Neviah than most would think, as since she received the news, Neviah has not once spoken. She's been silent, just like her Father, and she's only worked to save lives in emergency situations. Otherwise, she'd be outside the office looking into the sky with only questions. Like, why did Konomi have to go on that Mission? Why couldn't she receive better defense support, and what did she have to die? These questions, compounding on the fact that Neviah hasn't seen or heard from her Father in ages, making things even more difficult.

As Neviah looked to the sky, hoping something would answer, she instead met the falling drops of rain upon her face, masking the droplets of tears forming along the edges of her beautiful tan eyes. Why did she have to be so alone? Was it because she was a Memory Rosary and was made to suffer for it? Why did her Father have to leave the 0 Division and her? As more and more questions piled up, Neviah sniffed for a moment, trying to think, and stay strong. She didn't really know how to reinforce herself or even gather her self esteem, as the questions and depressing memories somehow flooded out anything positive she could remember. When Unohana presented the information, she of course was also upset, but she told Neviah to smile, and remember the good times they shared. It'll help with the coping process...

So while under the rain of the crying sky above, Neviah began to remember some of the good times shared between herself and Konomi. She remember the first day they met actually, as it was somewhat a comical interaction. Neviah was walking down the hallways of the ICU unit within the 4th Division, as she accidentally bumped into a small girl with horns. The small girl was bleeding from the nose, and taking action, Neviah jumped to remedy the poor bleeding girl, not know who she was. After stopping the bleeding, the ever perky and chipper girl named Konomi revealed her name to Neviah, as well as that she was appointed as 4th Division Third Seat. This news was surprising to Neviah, but she took the news with a smile and showed Konomi her new office. Neviah and Konomi were instant friends, as even though Neviah had a strong phobia to males, Konomi was always there to protect her best friend. Even when Neviah was saddened of learning about her Father's abandonment, Konomi was there to comfort Neviah and help bring a smile to her face.

Neviah was out conducting business with the 12th Division on some new medical supplies when Konomi accepted the emergency mission. There was a massive hollow break out in the 8th District of the Rukongai, and Konomi did her job diligently, saving many lives, but at the expense of her own. Konomi saved the life of two small children, taking the brunt attack of a hollow head on, and dying from bleeding out. The children survived, but Konomi was gone. Konomi's body was returned and the burial was beautiful, as on Konomi's coffin, Neviah presented her favorite flowers, the daffodils. Konomi's resting place is covered in them, and Neviah was still in shock from the ceremony.

As Neviah recollected all that had happened, she slowly remembered Konomi's back story. Explaining that she was a child of a wealthy family. And someone kidnapped her, trying to use her for ransom, and her family abandoned her, stating that money was more important. That they can just have another child, and Konomi was burned to death when they left her body tied up in a burning building. Then for Konomi to die for a couple children really proved she was nothing like her family, but instead, as amazing and selfless as Neviah could ever remember. Konomi was really an amazing girl, and Neviah really had many heart pains just thinking of the loss.

As the Vice-Captain looked to the sky falling upon her, Neviah spoke her first words in over 3 weeks...

"Konomi-chan..."

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Thu Jan 23, 2014 1:49 am

Disappointment... only near twenty five years or so into her enlistment with the Gotei 13 and she had begun to lose her drive to obtain power. What was it the girl even sought to obtain through seeking such power? This was simple, she wished to obtain power to relinquish the power that was bestowed onto men for overtaking her as human being and abusing her weakness. Through obtaining power she'd be able to defeat, no mutilate, those that had made her so afraid of the male race, those that had committed acts onto her body that she had not even let a loved one touch prior. Though they were just measly souls within Rukongai, they deserved nothing less than the greatest punishment that Eliah could provide and she would strive for nothing less. However, as she sat in her small room within the 78th District of North Rukongai some time ago before joining the Protection Squads she couldn't think of someone that would be worthy of teaching her such abilities and techniques.

Living her life day-to-day keeping an eye over her shoulder to ensure that her bodily intruders wouldn't strike once more as they were so notorious for doing. It was evident that she would need someone that would know techniques that far surpassed all of those that any other person in Soul Society possessed. Bringing herself to the soup kitchen that she frequented she met a woman that was telling lore of the past, however one name seemed to strike her mind... Aizen. Upon hearing the name that she had heard many times before and heard stories of the name began to click and ring other bells and operating systems within her mind as she traced her way back to stories of his demise. His demise wasn't just sitting and rotting within prison in Seireitei, no, she had heard tales of how a man by the name of Ceon Clixx-Kimura vanquishing the man using techniques that only he was able to perfect. The gears within her heard continuing to grind against one another sparking ideas from the friction of the hard working gears she had come to the conclusion to what she would do... Find Ceon and demand that she be taught beneath him. Doing this would lead her to the power that she sought to have, having the stronghold of the Seireitei would prevent her from further attacks to her innocent will. Though she was already a corrupted girl from such happenings it wasn't as though she enjoyed them. She had no other choice but to gain entrance to the Academy and make her way to finding Ceon and then reigning down the power to those that had sought power through her weakness...

Time continued to pass as it does and Eliah began searching for the answers as to where the man was, but in order to not raise suspicion she kept quite letting her research be strictly taken from the history of Seireitei. Spending countless hours nose deep in the binding pages of Aizen's histories as well as Ceon trying to triangulate what exactly happened to the man. She never heard word of his presence anywhere, it was as though he had left. Spending years trying to pin point his current being she gave up hope in thinking that he was still a part of the court squads... Pages to the books being torn out so that he wouldn't be remembered it seemed, or perhaps they were taken as a keepsake by a loved one? Did he have such things? These too were unwritten, but she'd have to search through the archives in order to find out if anyone shared the name, but once again there was no luck in doing so...

She would have to take matters within her own hands and do some investigation on where the man had gone off to, she wanted... no needed, his knowledge, his power. However, could she trust herself to another man teaching her? Would this really be the wisest thing to do? Could she trust any man after the things that were done to her? Her mind battled and began brewing up scenarios of what could happen if she did expose herself to the man. It was clear that she wouldn't be able to engage him right after the bat, he was able to destroy Aizen after all and that wasn't a small feat. In order to stand up for herself against the man if things went to the wrong direction as she pictured in her mind she would need a strength that could match up to his, but how? Such things would stay unanswered for the young Shinigami...

Coming back to her twenty five or so year dating within the Gotei 13 she had come to realize that there was no hope to her endeavors. That she would just have to settle for what there was in front of her: protection. Though the idea of doing so brought her to a rather depressed state, not wanting to have contact within any other beings. She'd head to her quarters to sulk in the depressing wounds within her heart that wanted to be healed through revenge. Making her way back she walked past a group of Shinigami that were off running their mouths about happenings within the squads. A subject that Eliah was able to over hear was something about the death of a member within the fourth squad. The group gasped and then continued to rave on about her friendship with her Vice Captain, they fumbled through a list of Vice Captains as they popped into their head as one of them couldn't remember what her name was. Apparently she hadn't made that big of an impact just yet as the Vice Captain. Finally one of the men shouted out, "Neviah Clixx-Kimura!" Eliah's light footsteps immediately stopping as though it was some higher entity that had just dawned the words to her. She raised her brow and looked back. The name echoed within her mind never fading to silence.

"Hey! What are you idiots talking about over there? Is it really necessary to gossip about someone's death? Is that really where your resolve stands? If anything you should pay your respects to the Vice Captain... Now! As a matter of fact... what squad did you say she belonged to? I'll take care of the deed myself."

The men hesitantly answered her question shivering as though the coldness of her words affected their physical being, however it would just be the slight spike of her chilly biome reiatsu that would cause them to do so. Letting out a hmph she whipped herself around and continued on toward the Fourth Squad's medical bay. As she walked she began to regain confidence in her plans, or ambitions rather. This would just be yet another small stepping stone to the journey should would take in order to kill those that had the guts to defile her body, but not to finish the job of killing her. They'd regret not having the willpower to do so.

Reaching her destination she stopped to see the woman standing outside looking up as though she'd see her long lost friend within the deep blue serenity that was the sky. However, Eliah wouldn't let the woman just sulk her life away as she once did... Eliah's reasons might have been from a different antagonist, but the two shared something in common at the moment: depression. It was time for Eliah to knock this dumb bimbo's thoughts out of the skies and back to reality. Pointing her finger at the woman she began to shout to her in attempts to grasp her attention, in doing so she would close the gap between the two until they were just a foot away from one another.

"Hey! What are you doing just standing there staring at the sky! Don't you think she would seek something better for you to do than to just sit around and think about her as you aimlessly stare at the sky? Of course, not. I don't even know who the hell she was, but she sure as hell wouldn't just let you waste your time thinking about her. You need to move toward higher standings in her name! Raise her name higher than that deep abyss that you're staring at and alter your future in the name of her! Revenge might be a vague word to use, but it fits the situation. Avenge your fallen friend and subordinate... Don't just let time pass by while her name is spoken in vain by a bunch of imbeciles, otherwise you're just as good as they are! Dirt, that's what you'd be especially in the eyes of the fallen, don't let regret cloud your judgement! Let your actions alter your judgement!"

As she finished up the sentence she stood eye to eye with the Vice Captain tempting her to take the words she had just spoken and throw them back in her face. She'd leave the fact that she was kin to Ceon for the time being. Who knew, perhaps the woman herself was taught by the man...

Thu Jan 23, 2014 3:52 am

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The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Neviah

"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
誰もの子供

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Quietly, Neviah kept herself in solitude to try and center her thoughts about being alone once again. The constant reminder of her Father disappearing, her Mother dying giving birth to her, her Captain constantly gone on duty, and her best friend dying. It was like Neviah had two curses now. One being that whenever she gets close to males they always end up near dead, and the second that whoever gets close to her now begins to evade her. It was like Neviah was destined to be torn from those she loved and was tasked with being alone for her existence. It's not like anyone would understand anyways, in that Neviah was different from every other Shinigami within Seretei walls. All of them were either normal Shinigami or had something special about them that related them to the Yuudeshi or Iramasha, but even then, the club that Neviah was in was even more exclusive. Neviah was a Memory Rosary, but even more, she was a Legacy of them. She had a real soul, and actually existed whereas her parents did not. This made Neviah stand out like a sore thumb and also had to endure constant check ups from the 0 Division to ensure that Neviah was kept under control. These things only made matters worse for the lonely female and they were things she didn't want to focus on entirely. She was a Vice-Captain and she had to remain strong as long as she could to ensure that the mission was continued...

Before Neviah could break her train of thought and return to work, she was interrupted by someone she had never met before. Her soaking white hair now just draped behind her as she turned to see a woman standing less than a foot from her current spot. Her tan eyes were opened wide and with a slight sense of confusion at the surprise of the guest she did not expect. As the stranger proceeded to discipline the sorrow filled Vice-Captain, she listened quietly, not really wanting to fight her statement as she was right in it. Konomi would want what is best for Neviah, but even Neviah knows that due to human nature, emotions of a lost one will be strong inside one for a while and mourning will take place. But perhaps Neviah was mourning too long and it was beginning to affect her position within the Division, as well as her performance? It has been three weeks since Neviah even spoke to anyone for that matter, and maybe it was time that Neviah broke her state of sadness and returned to her duties within the 4th Division. But then the mystery girl said something that made Neviah get curious. The woman said that others were saying her name in vain and that was something Neviah didn't really appreciate.

As the thoughts of Konomi being talked about in vain coursed through Neviah's mind, her power slowly started to rise. Her tan eyes began to flow as Neviah's stance took shape and she didn't even notice. Her inner malice was slowly tapping into Neviah's power source and her Golden aura appeared around her body, as the rain suddenly stopped even coming in contact with her very body. Her inner Malice was becoming frustrated at the thought of others dare saying bad things about Konomi, and Neviah wouldn't tolerate those sort of actions towards her deceased friend. But as Neviah's power was slowly on the rise, she then noticed as some Division Members were looking out their office windows and through the door way, hoping that Neviah was alright. She realized that all these people were under her command and she had to do what was right and be a proper representative to ensure the Mission continues with success. Neviah proceeded to calm down as her golden aura vanished and her inner malice was once again trapped by Neviah's purity.

Just as the Golden aura disappeared, the rain once again came in contact with Neviah and she proceeded to sneeze, not understanding she is in the soaking rain and all cold, and what's worse is she is wearing white. Neviah looked at the girl and smiled sweetly, as the hovering and observing Division members watched, wondering what actions Neviah was going to take next.

"M-My apologies. I-I'm Neviah C-C-Clixx-Kimu-- Achoo!"

Neviah sneezed again as she just giggled lightly to herself and walked under the Balcony overhead and looked to the girl once again hoping to be uninterrupted by her chilly nature.

"Neviah C-Clixx-Kimura. Vice Captain of the F-Fourth Division... And you a-are?"

Neviah's slight shy behavior could be sensed, but also masked through the fact she was soaked and the chilly air, as well as cold aura of the girl really made her shiver. The fact Neviah was nervous was added to that as Neviah's shaking was noticeable and her stutter was there as well as her blushed expression. If anyone knew the Vice-Captain of the 4th, it was that she was a very timid girl and very shy around those she does not know. The complexities are astounding when it comes to Neviah as she has a phobia of males, fear of interaction, shy and timid nature, and yet she is the daughter of the Memory Rosary Ceon.

Neviah smiled shyly, awaiting a response from her new guest, as a question popped into Neviah's mind as to how she got there. They were in an area that wasn't really for personnel outside of the 4th Division and patients, so Neviah's curiosity began to spark slightly as she wondered who let the girl into their offices.

Either way, Neviah awaited a response before she would enter other semantics...

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Thu Jan 23, 2014 4:45 am

After proper analysis of the girl's reaction Eliah could do nothing else but ball her fist in frustration with the humble apology that the alleged Neviah Clixx-Kimura presented to her. She lowered her head as the girl walked away to the shelter of awning that shielded her from the rain. Eliah for a second thought that she was beginning to gain some ground as she watched the timid woman start to glow a bright aura prior to her small apology, a sneeze interrupted introduction, and then a departure from the rain. She thought she might had worked up a nerve for a second, but then she came to realize that everyone was looking. She began to think about why they would be so protective of their Vice Captain, as if she was unable to help herself. Perhaps she had the wrong idea, maybe even the wrong person. Maybe it was just all part of Ceon's plan to flee from the Gotei 13, in doing so he would burden another lost soul with his duties and name. Either way she was more than sure that the girl wasn't carrying any of the abilities that Ceon once had. However, the small burst of golden reiatsu kept Eliah from leaving the scene.

Finally the girl had confirmed that her identity was in fact a name of Ceon's, but it didn't necessarily mean that they were kin. Names could be changed and people can be told to be quiet. She began to become suspicious of the girl, it seemed as though she had some sort of elaborate plan that was in cahoots with Ceon. However, she managed to still keep cool while her subordinates were looking. Maybe this was just her composure, but still Eliah was puzzled by the strange behavior presented by the girl.

Neviah asked for Eliah's name, but she still stood in the rain letting the slow downfall beat down upon her skull as her face grew larger with irritation as the Vice Captain acted so pleasant toward her. After she had managed to use what little abilities she had already learned while in the second squad to gain entrance to the place, she was obviously breaking some sort of rules. This after all wasn't exactly a place that was meant for random bystanders, she should have at least done something about that. What would her Captain think of this letting someone just meander around their private offices without even hinting to her a warning, but instead greeting her as kindly as she did. No matter what this division's deal was she most definitely didn't like it, there was no sense of authority and there was no sense of real power. Just a bunch of kido users that were there if any of the real warriors were to leave and some how manage to make it back injured. Yet, she knew at the same time that their Captain was not one to fuck with she knew her way around kido, but her skills as a warrior were that of another caliber.

Eliah looked around giving a menacing glare at those that peeped through windows then directing her attention back to the Vice Captain. Even though she could be severely punished for the actions she was about to pursue she didn't care, it had to be done. This girl was too soft to be a child of someone that held such great strength. It was foolish for her to even still continue to think that she could be so humble when her father was so powerful. She started to make her way back to the Vice Captain taking heavy steps as her reiatsu began to flare up as she got closer to the woman. Quickly she attempted to grasp the damp collar of the white garb she had on and pull her in closer so that she would better understand the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"Do you take me for a fool? You mean to tell me that after saying all of those words to you the slightest amount of reaction I receive is that a spiritual spike in energy? I am an intruder on your divisions grounds, whether I be an ally to you or not, there are still punishments that I should receive. Yet, you choose to greet me, introduce yourself, and ask my name? You aren't worthy of such a thing, whether they just be two consecutive words to you or not. My name is not handed out like some meaningless business card... it's of worth, and a humble greeting to intrusion is not worthy in my opinion. Not to the daughter of Ceon... You lack any and all ability to strive beyond that of a Vice Captain for the fourth division. How will you protect your future allies if you cannot fight for them? How will you prevent the death of those you hold close to you in the future, huh? What is it that you're hiding from your subordinates? Is it discipline? Embarrass me, I don't give a shit. Strike me and I'll strike back, but that's not something you're capable of doing... is it?"

As her words came to an end she let out a small grunt as she shoved the Vice Captain away from her sight using her forearm and shoulder in combination. Giving the blow enough strength to put her on her butt or at least make her step into the wall. The grimace that held true to her face spoke more words than the ones that she had just lashed out. Her reiatsu continuing to pour out as the light blue essence reached out for those to notice that some sort of event was going on that shouldn't have been. It would be likely that more spectators would come and see if they were able to find their way to them. Eliah looked at Neviah and awaited to see what kind of humble things she would say this time now that action was involved to her words...

Thu Jan 23, 2014 6:16 am

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The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Neviah

"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
誰もの子供

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Neviah quietly awaited the response from the mystery woman as she stood shivering in the wet cold. Neviah knew that being there for a prolonged period of time was not good for either of the females, but she wanted to have a proper introduction before Neviah would even think of rudely running off to change. If anything, she'd also like to take her guest and have her take a bath and put into some dry clothes to ensure she doesn't get sick, however; it would seem her potential hospitality was overlooked. Instead of getting a kind response from her forced Guest, the woman gave a menacing look to her subordinates and seemed to be displeased. Neviah didn't understand the reasons behind her guests unsettling displeasure, but Neviah hoped that she would not be too upset in her current situation that would prevent Neviah from perhaps ensuring she wont be introduced to any sort of illness. Neviah being a 4th Division Vice-Captain was mainly focused on the health and well being of all Gotei members, so of course this would be what she focuses on instead of anything else. Neviah wasn't really focusing when her guest approached her and grabbed Neviah by the collar of her white Kimono.

Neviah just blinked in confusion as she didn't understand why the woman was grabbing her in such a fashion. Did Neviah do something to upset her or perhaps make her mad for some reason? Neviah was not understanding, but when the woman was beginning to speak, Neviah listened with a look of slight worry. One would even say Neviah looked scared, and that she was. Neviah was scared of confrontation and whatnot, and here a woman she doesn't know is grabbing her and straight up yelling at her. This was something indeed Neviah did not understand and it began to make her shake in nervousness. Each word was like a stab in the neck by her as Neviah didn't understand why she was being attacked verbally by Eliah, and it was not helping with her timid nature at all, if anything, making it worse. Every word spoken by Eliah was making Neviah worried, till a single name escaped her lips and brought Neviah from a world of fear to a world of question. When Eliah said "Ceon", her Fathers name, Neviah began to misunderstand. Why was she talking about her Father and what did he have to do with this? She made it sound like Neviah was not worthy of being the daughter of Ceon, and that thought hurt more than any other words that Eliah could state. Neviah was proud of being the daughter of Ceon and Senna, it was just painful that she always had to feel alone in that her Mother died giving birth to her, and her Father just up and disappeared from the 0 Division and he became a wanted man.

As Eliah then pushed Neviah back, and the force was indeed strong enough to send someone back quite a bit, but when Eliah pushed Neviah back, she only went back a couple steps, as through reflex, her training of the Monk, and her Father's training of combat and reflexes took hold and she took the momentum of the push and threw her arms forward catching herself and doing a quick back flip from the force of contact, and recovered now about 4 feet from Eliah. Neviah looked composed from the force used and didn't really feel bothered by the performed action against her. If anything, she felt more curious and a tad upset that she was considered a disappointment of the Legacy she has become. She didn't want to represent herself as a disappointment at all, and she wanted her Father to be proud of her. Yes, she wasn't exactly all she wanted her Father to be, but he was proud of her when she became Unohana's Vice-Captain and he continued to look after her from the 0 Division till the day he disappeared. Neviah looked over at Eliah, with not a stern expression, but instead an apologetic one. Neviah didn't want to seem rude, so she tried to be reasonable one more time...

"I-I'm sorry if I have offended you in any way. My s-subordinates mean no harm, i-in fact, I-i will ask they return to their posts as I ask you join me. W-We need to g-get you into some w-warm clothes and g-get away from this rain..."

Neviah then bowed politely as she closed her eyes and acted as professional as she could in the presence of her guest. She did not want to be a rude host, and it was only appropriate that she welcome her guest in and see to it that she is taken care of properly. It's a tradition of the 4th Division as they are a non-confrontational Division and centered around the kindness and care of other Gotei members. True, the 4th Division gets more flack than any other Division and tend to be abused by many other Divisions, but most knew to never dare approach Neviah Clixx-Kimura. Outside of the rumor that she's cursed and any male to approach her dies, but it's also been proven in an attack that happened many years ago, that Neviah was part of the Front Line with Unohana and Neviah took out 3 captain level invaders alone. What was even more surprising is that it was done by Neviah, the timid girl of the 4th Division. Also, it was even more surprising that this woman would even confront Neviah in such a fashion. Neviah didn't bother to think of these things, but the others that laid witness to Eliah's actions towards Neviah began to mutter it between themselves.

Neviah kept her bow, hoping that Eliah would agree and they could perhaps share tea and share what made Eliah so upset...

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[THEFROST] · Thu Jan 23, 2014 9:11 am

CPKallday wrote:

Eliah watched as the girl took a couple of steps back and then performed a back flip using the momentum of Eliah's force in order to keep herself on her feet, well in the end at least. Eliah was slightly surprised at the girl's reaction time, but wasn't exactly impressed as it wasn't exactly uncommon for someone to produce such a feat. However, it did spark a slight interest in Eliah that she wasn't as worthless as she had first though. She wondered if the girl was just not one for confrontation, if she knew of her father's techniques but yet kept them within herself. Perhaps she was somewhat like her Captain, being modest at first but unleashing when shit went completely downhill. She wasn't too sure what to think about the girl really, besides the fact that she most likely had potential but was too afraid to use it. What exactly was she afraid of, though? Was she afraid that her power would be so tremendous that it would do major damage to all of those around her? Things just weren't clicking with this girl for Eliah, something would have to be done in order for her to get the answers out.

As if her prior words weren't enough to bring Eliah on the edge she continued on by asking forgiveness for her own actions or words as well as her subordinates. Which they were pissing her off as they eased dropped on the twos conversation, but there wasn't much that she could do about without going in there and causing a bigger scene. She then continued to stutter her way through asking Eliah to come inside to put on warmer clothes. Eliah chuckled at the words as she knew that the girl was unaware of her cold nature, but her personality sure enough showed it. Cold weather never bothered Eliah, it was something that she loved more than being stuck in the hot sun sweating like a pig. Sweating was unattractive and ruined her make-up after all and that wasn't something that she was into. Not only this, but the heat always seemed to get to her more than the cold, being able to have a greater stamina or endurance within the cold rather than on a hot summer's day. These were just her preferences, but that wasn't a subject that she'd bring up with the woman. Not today at least.

Upon completing her request the woman took a bow and Eliah took another hit of disappointment. She didn't have to bow, she respected the fact that Neviah was respectful to those she did not know, but how could someone be so kind. It was mind blowing to Eliah, and it would be something that she would try her hardest to correct. The only question was how would she even begin to do something like that? She had already assaulted her once and she reacted like this, would she have to get a little bit more physical. Eliah started to become confused, which immediately began to tense her up once again. Confusion brought headaches, which would pretty much wrap up how she felt about the woman bowing in front of her. Eliah would once more speak words that would hopefully encourage the woman to stop with the generosity.

"What the hell are you doing? I'm an unseated member of the Second Division, not some Admiral. I don't demand you to bow to me, if anything I should have done that for you. Why are you practically groveling for that of my own well-being, I don't care if I'm cold. Maybe getting into warm clothes is the exact opposite of what I want to do. Why don't you stop being so hospitable and put me in my place. I'm starting to reach my limits for dealing with your foolish requests. Now show me why you carry the name Clixx-Kimura!"

She shouted as she finished her sentence, but carried a very serious tone throughout the entire statement. As she started to finish speaking she loaded up her right foot in order to put a large dent in the face of Neviah using the top of her foot. As she fired it off she let out a loud grunt in her petite, but menacing voice as the foot made it's way toward her face at hurdling speeds. Whether the attack land or not she would proceed to throw a punch at Neviah's face with her right hand and then throw another to her gut. After doing that she'd make use of her left leg by swinging it around for a roundhouse to the side of her head. As she fired off blow after blow she would produce various grunts of different pitches and release air through her mouth as though she was blowing a broken whistle. These attacks would be the real test of the girls ability and if she was the real deal or not. It would be the reaction to these attacks that would lead Eliah to believe that the woman possessed some sort of talent. Hopefully her attacks wouldn't land, even though that was the intent of them she had hopes that girl would make some sort of miraculous dodges or blocks that would give Eliah good reason to stick around and continue to try to beat the woman to the ground.

At this point Eliah was willing to even try and fight her with her Zanpakutō, but she didn't think she would go that far as it was possible that her current actions alone would get her in enough trouble. That was, of course, if the Vice Captain was stern enough to report such actions. However, even if she wasn't I'm sure there was some loud mouth looking from within the walls that would go on telling everyone about the event that took place today. It would soon enough reach the ear of every person within the Seireitei, leaving Eliah with no choice but to fess up to her doings before they caught up to her. However, she had high hopes that it would all be worth it in the end. Even if she didn't obtain the answers at least she knew that the Fourth squad was doing their job correctly and trying to keep all of their members healthy.

If there was one thing that was definite, it was that Eliah would indeed be taking a trip to the bar that night to relieve herself of the stressed caused from this day...

Thu Jan 23, 2014 11:24 am

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The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Neviah

"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
誰もの子供

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As Neviah awaited for Eliah's response, she was hoping that she would be compliant and follow her. Neviah was really feeling a chill and knew that the longer she stayed outside, the bigger her potential of catching a cold gets higher. The fact her clothes were even wet introduced her to the potential of hypothermia, something that would be REALLY nasty if Neviah accidentally caught that. The potential of Neviah getting seriously ill would just ruin many things, and it would impact her work, which Neviah cannot risk since her Captain is out and the overall morale of her unit was sort of low, so Neviah had to do her best to appease the needs of her Division while they all worked together towards their common goal of ensuring the health and well being of all Gotei members.

Neviah instead listened to Eliah's words, as the tone of her voice instead became quite stern and somewhat upset. Neviah looked up a little, with her head tilted to the side in confusion at why Eliah was so upset. When she said she was in the 2nd Division, Neviah was wondering if that's how she got word of her Fathers name, due to him being the best Captain they had before his promotion, and changing the entire system to ensure mission was always a success. Either way, it got interesting as when Eliah told her to show her why she carries the same last name as her Father, the first thing to pop into Neviah's head was to take Eliah to her office and show her the photo album of her growing up under him, and how he was such a great Father to her, and why she will always love her Father, but instead, Neviah didn't even notice that Eliah was approaching, as she felt a sneeze was coming on. The cold was beginning to take it's toll now, and it was going to get bad if she continued to stay outside like this.

Eliah approached and prepared a kick, right for Neviah's head, but when that sneeze entered the scene, Neviah's eyes closed and she stood up straight, inhaling, as if ready to let loose the monstrous sneeze that was gathering up to this point. The kick whiffed right by her, and Neviah didn't even notice. Instead, Eliah planted her foot and then threw another attack at Neviah, beginning with a forward jab with her right arm right towards Neviah's face. Neviah bent forward, letting out her sneeze and Eliah's fist went right over her head. Neviah's arm came up then to her nose to cover it, and Neviah was about to apologize, till she realized that Eliah's fist came flying towards Neviah's gut and was caught by Neviah's right hand that came up to cover her nose. Confused, Neviah stood straight up, as she didn't even notice that Eliah performed a roundhouse kick aiming for her head in the lowered position, and it just flew right by her. Instead, the only thing Neviah noticed that Eliah was grunting and somehow exerting force, and Neviah didn't even know she was being attacked. The onlookers from the windows and doors of the 4th Division were completely confused, as they just watched their Vice-Captain dodge all the attacks, and she didn't even know that she was dodging. Was this some sort of joke or was Neviah a secret martial arts mastermind and she was just trying to not enter any sort of confrontation? Some of the Division members chuckled lightly at their Vice-Captain playing a clown of some sort, but others were seriously confused.

Neviah looked at Eliah and blinked as her big open tan eyes just gazed at an exhausted girl, that was grunting and exerting force for no reason. That's when it hit Neviah, that she was indeed sick, and she needed to enter her care! Not taking another moment to rest, or even contemplate the possibility that it was a misunderstanding, Neviah grabbed onto Eliah's arm, and was shocked at how cool and clammy her skin was, telling Neviah that she was potentially suffering from Hypothermia. Not paying attention to the amount of strength she possessed and turned facing the Division Members who were spectating the amusing game their Vice-Captain was playing in.

"S-She's sick! P-Potential Hypothermia, her skin is c-clammy! Prepare a room immediately!!"

Then, the Division members knew what was going to happen next, as they proceeded to their stations and called in that a room be prepared instantly, as Neviah took off, dragging Eliah with her. They proceeded down two long hallways and then entered an area that looked like any normal hospital with nurses and patients roaming the halls. Neviah's focus was now resolute as she won't be able to hear anything Eliah tries to state, and she took Eliah into a white medical room and forced her onto the medical station. The room was all white with some Japanese and English writing on the walls explaining the diagrams of the human body, and it was very clean. The lights were bright and there was a medical table, as well as a few chairs and a desk with sink. Neviah of course knew all the rooms within her entire Squadron, so she knew which ones were best for each type of patient. Neviah then quickly returned to the door and shouted down the hall in a soft voice, because Neviah doesn't shout, for them to bring her the files on all 2nd Division members with blue eyes instantly! Turn, Neviah turned back to Eliah and closed the door behind her and went to the drawers to begin grabbing a thermometer. Neviah, with her stern, and worried expression on her face, didn't even bother to question her own health and well being due to still being in damp and cold clothing, approached Eliah and forced her mouth open and shoved the thermometer under her tongue.

"O-Oh dear, this is all my fault. If I didn't k-keep you outside all that time you wouldn't have g-gotten sick! Oh my, I'm so, so sorry for that, I'm just the worst!!!"

Once again, Neviah was apologizing to Eliah, and Neviah still didn't know her name yet. Either way, Neviah looked as if a tear was about to break as she began to feel guilty of keeping her guest outside in the cold rain, and not inside with some tea and pleasantries. Oh, Neviah was the worst host ever, especially with her Captain gone and not within the vicinity. Either way, Neviah was hoping that Eliah could see it in her heart to possibly forgive Neviah, and then once Eliah and Neviah are all dried up, perhaps Neviah can take Eliah to her office and show her pictures of when she was young and her Father was around. Oh, Neviah believed that would be very fun indeed, having girl time together and talking about their histories. Even though Neviah's was pretty depressing and boring, she'd at least love to learn about her guest's and learn more about her and her interesting personality!!

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Fri Jan 24, 2014 3:16 am

Releasing each blow toward the Eliah came to realize that her attempts would be all for none. As she was shocked at the strange series of events that unfolded each time she went in for a strike, she began to wonder if this was just a way to conceal her abilities or if it truly was all just by coincidence. Even if all the dodges were accidental, they were executed with perfect timing, which rose suspicion for the girl's abilities to Eliah. It was as though she just was toying with the young girl of the Second Division and not even truly paying her attempts any attention. However, such things would just escalate the anger that was growing within Eliah as each attempt came to be a complete and utter failure.

Suddenly the woman grasped the arm of Eliah and must have noticed her naturally cold and clammy skin in mixture with that of the wet outdoors would shock the face of any person. Her skin and overall body temperature had always been below that of an average human's or spiritual beings. It had been that way ever since she had first unlocked her spiritual energy, it was odd, but in the same way it suited Eliah's interior as well as her exterior. However, due to her cold self being her skin also changed from the pale white it once was to that of a grayish blue color that would most likely only cause the woman to worry even more as she began to drag Eliah inside. Eliah, resisting, started ranting on as the members that were peeking on them started to laugh as Eliah's facial expressions became quite comical in reaction to Neviah's actions. While she spoke she began to back pedal in attempts to free herself from the woman's god-like grasp of her arm.

"What the hell? Let go of me! There's nothing wrong with me you fool, stop trying to take care of me! Forget about the fact that I'm in the Gotei 13 for a few seconds and treat me as an intruder you weak sack of potatoes! I fucking hate hospitals! Ahhh! What the hell is everyone looking at? Carry on with your own things, there is nothing going on here, I'm no suffering from hypoth--"

Her attempts to break free were unsuccessful and her words were cut short as she was tossed upon a medical table within one of the rooms. Everything within the room was insanely bright due to the all white interior of the place as the light bounced off every surface and some how found its way into the eyes of Eliah. She winced in trying to get a better view as to what was going on around her, not even thinking of getting up from the chair as she might slam her head into something. Suddenly a hand made itself visible as it inched toward her face shoving a thermometer under her tongue after Eliah made attempts to turn her head away and keep it from going into her mouth. She wasn't exactly a fan of stick-like objects going into her mouth after all.

The thermometer was cold as was the indoors of the entire facility which reacted well with the glass thermometer as Eliah went cross eyed looking down at the thing inch its way to a body temperature of 86.8 degrees. As it did so she could here the soft toned voice of the woman once again sting into her ears, it started to become a nuisance for Eliah to here anything come for the woman's mouth. However, she felt that it was about time this lady stopped apologizing and made actions with her words, in a non-hospitable manner. The anger within Eliah had risen so far, but had also subsided as she was laying on the table. However, the words would only spike it up once more as she bit down on the glass thermometer and it shattered, mercury and glass covering her face and the area around her head. Eliah let out a loud shriek, as she had no idea what the red substance was even capable of doing to her, raising herself up to a sitting position quickly and trying to swipe the materials from her face. She then turned her head and began to spit the small bits of glass and mercury from her, now bloody, mouth. The shrieking didn't seize to exist for any moment during the process, which made the scene even more interesting, possibly comical.

She pivoted to the bedside as she continued to spit the small shards of glass out of her mouth. Once she felt that she had finally gotten it all out of her mouth her head would quickly turn its way to Neviah. Blood rushing out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin where they would drop to the surface below. She began to think about things to say to the woman, but for one reason or another nothing seemed to come to mind. It was odd, Eliah was always one to have something to say. However, for some reason or another she felt as though she had said all that she could to the girl. She wasn't sure if she was reaching a dead end or the pain that was within her mouth was just too much for her to think properly. She looked away from the girl and made her way toward the sink where she began to help herself to the water within the faucet to wash whatever excess was left in her blood. She swished the water around using her hands as a bowl to slurp the water into her mouth, she then spit and grabbed a white towel that was next to the sink to wipe her face. She turned back to Neviah once more and looked at her then shook her head in disapproval. Making her way back to the table she let out a loud sigh before slumping down on it and laying on her left side slightly curling her legs and arching her back.

"Neviah... Why do you do what you do? If you really are the daughter of Ceon Clixx-Kimura then why do stay here in the Fourth Division? You could single handedly set ruin to this entire foundation, I'm sure, but yet you chose to stay here and help others. In return people fight for you to be able to sit here and wait for them to come back with injuries, if they can even manage to do that. I've come here to seek something from you, but yet you've shown me nothing that is of use to me..."

Eliah's tone had lost the anger that was once in it, as she gave up on being angry with the girl any further for right now. Instead her tone became sincere and full of concern, she was worried that the Vice Captain was waiting her time away just sitting here tending to the small wounds and complainers of the divisions. When she could be out on the front lines helping with tragic events that consume the world. Eliah was just unable to understand, how could someone that had power not want to use it in order to save others. Yes, that was what she was doing here, but she could do so much more if her abilities were kin to that of Ceon's. She truly became puzzled by the saint-like girl, but for one reason or another Eliah felt as though she liked the girl for those reasons. It made her different from the rest of the foolish Shinigami that were so gung-ho to go out and take the world by it's horns. Whether that be the way that Eliah was or not, she somewhat respected Neviah for all that she had done so far. She held such composure, and was able to keep her cool while Eliah was screaming and yelling at her.

Eliah let out a small sigh as she began to sit up once more planting her hands on the table behind her as the small left over fragments made their way into her palms. She hissed a little bit bringing her hand to her face as she began to pick the small pieces of glass out of her hand, trapped in thought of what exactly she would do next. Once again she would let out a sigh before slightly pointing her eyes at Neviah for a brief second and continuing to pull the small shards of glass from her hand.

"I have a condition to you learning my name... If you want to know what my name is, aside from reading it from a file. Then, I want you to tell me that there is more to yourself than sitting here treating to that of those that have done more in their line of work than you have here."

Her voice was cool, calm, and had a slight amount of softness to it, that it normally didn't have. However, she had exhausted all anger that brewed within her for the time being and the entire atmosphere of the place that she was in brought her to a state of serenity almost. She felt safe within the walls, but at the same time she felt as though she would get better answers from the girl that sat in front of her if she wasn't acting so rash...

Fri Jan 24, 2014 8:13 am

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The Conscious of the 4th Division Vice-Captain... [150 years ago] Neviah

"I may have no parents, but they've already done more than you ever will..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
誰もの子供

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As Neviah was searching the drawers to find any tools she would need to potentially battle Hypothermia, her mind was completely focused as if trying to stay distracted from the two things she was battling internally. A part of her was wanting to stay distracted from remembering that her only friend had just recently died and that she was alone again, while another part of her really knew what was going on, she just didn’t want to face the reality of it. She had the feeling that once again, someone was trying to see if she was really the daughter of Ceon Clixx-Kimura, and would harass her constantly for it. It was hard enough during the Academy times when she was separated from her class by the teachers due to them believing that she would be far stronger. Their calculations were correct, but Neviah didn’t want to be different. It’s hard enough being something that no one else is, a Memory Rosary, but to be alienated just for being some famous prized daughter was painful enough. During her time in the Academy she was teased by the jealous ones, and she really became much more antisocial than she already was. During the history lessons, the Teachers would highlight that Neviah’s father killed Aizen, the traitor of the Gotei, and that he now resides within the 0 Division and he also established the hardest testing procedures for the Omnitsukido. Many would even attack Neviah to see if she was even remotely like her father, but most times Neviah would fail, just so she can be left alone.

It all changed however, when Neviah graduated at the top of her class, and her Father gave Neviah her Zanpaktou personally. At first it was weird having the very 0 Division General there in the Shinigami Academy, but Neviah couldn’t be happier to feel as if she had family around her again. Then, the news got better when she was accepted personally by Unohana to take the role of her new Vice-Captain and work especially for her. From that time, it seemed Neviah’s life was going to go up from there, but being a Vice-Captain directly out of the Academy is no easy feat. It was difficult, but Neviah worked as hard as she could for her Captain. What also made things difficult was that now that Neviah was in the 4th Division, her harassment was higher than in the Academy, especially from the 11th Division. With Neviah’s low self esteem, it was difficult as her fear of men was even harsher, as when some thugs would try to attack her, she’d end up blacking out and return to consciousness to see the men who attacked her near death. Of course, the inner 4th Division would then come out and she’d fix them up and send them on their way, but why did others constantly have to test her strength? Neviah has had to go through this so much, that it was literally reflex for her, and that she altered her path. She had the skills to fight, but instead of being an assassin like her father, Neviah instead chose the path of the Monk, and thus she can heal the scars of the world, while defending what she believes is right. This was Neviah was hoping that her guest was not trying to force that side of her out honestly...

Neviah’s concentration was broken however when she heard glass shatter, and the sudden shriek of what sounded like a burn victim! Neviah turned to see that Eliah had bitten down on the Thermometer, introducing the mercury and glass to her mouth and face, which was extremely bad for anyone, even if you’re a shinigami. Quickly going over to the sink and taking some paper towels and soaking them, Neviah rushed over to Eliah’s side and helped her as she swiped away at her face to take away all the glass and burning chemicals. Now while some would smirk and smile at the way Eliah was acting, Neviah was instead even more worried that the girl posessed great strength and hasn’t controlled it yet, compelling her to break the thermometer on accident, and Neviah should have known this with some Shinigami in that she should have used the electric instant thermometer instead of the mercury one. Feeling guilty, Neviah let out small ”I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”’s as she helped clear the poor girls face. Eliah then turned and began to spit glass from her mouth and Neviah stood back, allowing her to expel all the toxins and foreign objects from her mouth, and it wouldn’t even surprise Neviah if she threw up too. After only a moment, Neviah then noticed that Eliah was looking right her and she looked as if she had something to say. Neviah awaited to hear a response, while internally trying to think of a way to clean the blood that was pouring from the corners of her mouth onto the floor below her. Neviah looked somewhat nervous as she didn’t really know what to say and was a tad uncomfortable with how Eliah was leering her down in that sort of fashion, but before Neviah could even try to break the silence, Eliah shot past her and went to the sink to wash her mouth out and cleanse it of the toxins and blood that was introduced to it by mistake. What was even more confusing was that Eliah, once she finished washing her mouth out, looked over at Neviah and shook her head in disappointment, which confused the small Vice-Captain. Tilting her head slightly, Neviah watched as Eliah returned to the table and got herself comfortable and proceeded to ask her a question.

”If you really are the daughter of Ceon Clixx-Kimura, then why do you stay here in the Fourth Division? You could single handedly set ruin to this entire foundation, I’m sure, but yet you chose to stay here and help others.”

Neviah listened, but those two sentences are what rang about in the mind of Neviah for a moment, as what she said was indeed true. Her strength was above average, and her speed was spectacular as she was even faster than most of the teachers. Her hand to hand combat and reflexes, as well as flexibility were phenomenal and for her to be placed into the 4th Division was really a question for such a qualified Fighter, but Neviah knew deep down that it was Unohana that took her in. Unohana was not only the woman that brought her into this world from her Mother, Senna Clixx-Kimura, but Unohana raised Neviah for the first 5 years of her life while Ceon was in a massive depression due to Senna dying. Unohana fed Neviah and raised her and learned so much about the girl during her young age to see that she was going to grow up to be kind and loving child, and it was also Neviah that helped her suppress that inner rage to kill. The two were a perfect blend of Yin and Yang to each other, as Unohana was kept in kindness due to Neviah and wanted to raise the girl happily, while Neviah was cured of the depressing reality of what she was, as well as introduced to a kind lifestyle that would reflect her personality. They were balance and due to that, Unohana visited Neviah very often during her time of living with her Father and when she got word that Neviah was in the Academy, she pulled some strings to see that her foster-daughter was going to work under her. Either way, as Eliah spoke it was not all that aggressive and Neviah appreciated the non-hostility for once.

Watching her sit up and pull the small fragments of glass from her hand, Eliah looked at Neviah and stated that the condition to learning her name would be that she needed to explain herself to Eliah. It seemed as if Eliah was interested in her history a tad, and wanted to know about her Father as well. Just as Eliah requested such, the door knocked with a Shinigami outside and Neviah approached the door and opened it to see a small Shinigami girl with short brown hair standing there with a smile and in her arms was a file. She proceeded to hand Neviah the file as she then bowed politely and returned to her station. Neviah shut the door and turned her focus to the girl on the table before her. Neviah was well capable of now just reading the file and learning her name, and not playing along, but that wouldn’t be very respectful at all, and what really drove Neviah’s decision to not look into the file was that she realized she was just acting silly to distract herself from the reality that her best friend had recently died. She was playing a childs game and she really needed to be serious here. Neviah walked over to a chair and sat down, placing the file with the identity of her guest onto the counter next to her and she sat in the chair all straight and lady like. Letting out a small sigh, the depressed expression of the Vice-Captain clearly stated that she was indeed defeated and was going to spill the beans to her guest…

”I-I’m sorry. Yes, I am daughter of Ceon Clixx-Kimura, the former General of the 0 Division, and 2nd Division Captain and Omnitsukido General. But at the same time of being his daughter, I am also a being that does exist, though I shouldn’t. I am a Memory Rosary, or to better explain, I’m known as a Legacy, a title given to me by the 12th Division as the existing child of a being that does not exist. Both of my parents are Memory Rosaries, and that sort of Legacy is difficult to live under. Especially when your Father is a famous Hero, and then at the same time branded a traitor by the Central 46 for abandonment.”

Neviah turned and slowly took off her white Kimono top, as it was still soaking wet, and the cool air was beginning to give her a chill. She wasn’t scared, due to under the Kimono was actually the answer that her guest was most likely seeking, and it was the bandaged wrapped around her upper torso, all the way to her mid section. She set the wet top half of her garment on the floor under where Eliah was bleeding, making her white top stained with the blood of her guest. She then sat back up, and redid her sash, ensuring the lower half of her garment would stay in place as she proceeded to the second half of her story.

”My father knew living as a Rosary was never easy. It was always hard, being tracked down and harassed by others for being a weapon that could literally destroy existence, thus when I lived with him before joining the Shinigami Academy, he personally trained me to protect myself. He was a combat Master under the Gotei and knew all forms of combat involving hands and melee weapons, that he passed most onto me. When I entered the Academy, I was scared and my life there was very difficult. It was so happy that when I graduated from there, I was set into a Division where I could heal the scars of this world, instead of being considered a weapon that would destroy it. Whenever I would heal a child, their smile was all I needed to know I was doing good, and whenever the 0 Division would always come and inspect me, I hoped their opinion of me would change in that I’m not going to hurt anyone.”

Slowly, tears were developing around Neviah’s eyes, as the only other person that really knew her pain was dead, and her Captain and Father were gone, so being alone and pushed to this level of a breaking point was actually quite painful. She had pent up all the sadness in being alone for three weeks and the fact that her best friend died that she really hasn’t vented at all since the discovery was made. Neviah wasn’t even paying attention to the fact that the girl she was venting to, she didn’t even know the name of. But she couldn’t help it, it all had to come out because it hurt so much. Sobbing, tears fell from her eyes, as her soft voice let out small whimpers to her sadness.

”When I entered the 4th Division I was always alone. It’s not easy when your Father is this strong General and strongest Shinigami around and you’re just a Vice-Captain of the 4th Division. I was taught in the Academy to k-kill, and, and, my Father taught me techniques to murder and assassinate, and I didn’t want that. I-I understood *Sniff* that I had a power most did not, and I changed that. I want to heal and remedy the pained hearts of those, and show them I’m not a weapon… Thus I chose the P-Path of the M-Monk instead of a killer…My Friend Ko-Konomi-chan helped me…”

Neviah’s straight form of sitting in her chair broke as she hunched forward and buried her face in her hands, so upset and broken at this point, that she didn’t care who was listening, she had to get it out. The pent up pressure was too much for her to handle, and even though she was a Memory Rosary, she was still human and had emotions too. Her best friend died and her Father disappeared without a trace, and Mother died giving birth to her. Granted her story might not be as depressing as Ceon, Senna, Claire or even Eliah’s, but for a girl who was alone most her life to feel that empty feeling once more only brought her despair, and it was something she couldn’t take for too long. Three weeks was long enough, and she continued spilling her guts to the guest that only recently attacked her.

”M-My only friend, helped me pick a p-path that would help h-heal those who are hurt, while at the same time using the skills I inhabit to protect those that are d-dear to me. But now I have no one, and I hate feeling so alone…”

Slowly, the weeping of the sorrow filled Vice-Captain settled as she was just now a slow flow of tears and occasional sniffs. She felt slightly embarrassed for spilling her guts to someone she didn’t even know, but what made her worse was that she just told the true identity of herself and her race to someone she didn’t know, when she was ordered by the 0 Division and Central 46 when she entered the Academy to never state what she truly was. There was a reason that Ceon’s history was removed from books and his overall personal business was hidden and kept in high level security. The Gotei didn’t want it getting out that Neviah and her Family was a Memory Rosary, and would cause potential disarray to the forces below, or even worse, Neviah would be assaulted for being a weapon that could destroy existence, and the Central 46 didn’t want their only form of collateral being potentially damaged by allied forces. That was why she wasn’t supposed to give away her race and release any detailed information of her origins other than to certified officials.

Feeling terrible now for breaking the promise to the 0 Division about keeping her race secret, Neviah sat up and wiped her eyes as she felt terrible for breaking down like that to the girl whos name she doesn’t even know. Instead, Neviah just decided it would be best to return to her profession as quickly as possible to mask any sort of resentment in her actions, and to perhaps provide distraction to her actions and the thought process of what Eliah just heard from the broken Vice-Captain. Neviah approached the girl and placed her hand softly on Eliah’s chin as she laid on her side and refused to give her eye contact.

”P-Please open your mouth. I-I need to ensure that no Mercury had any negative e-effects on your mouth…”

Neviah hoped she would comply so she could forget what she had just done and attempt to forget everything that had just happened. Her sorrow filled heart was not feeling any better after what she had just explained...

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Tue Jan 28, 2014 3:59 am

What was Eliah's deal? It wasn't like her to be subtle, especially when it came to matters such as these. She didn't want to be disappointed in finding out that woman had no real heritage to the man, so it seemed that she made a subconscious decision to not give up on the hope that was potentially there. She had figured at the first that the best way of getting to such answers would be through action. At which she wouldn't have to form any sort of relationship with the woman, but just engage her a few times here and there and hope to gain some sort of knowledge from it. That may or may not have been the best idea to learn, but yet she wasn't willing to form any attachments with many people. They would just pose as a distraction when she finally had the chance to carry out her plans, and that was something that she had to avoid at all costs. She'd do anything to fulfill her dreams of becoming strong and laying waste to those that had defiled her once upon a time. So if anything was in the way, whether they be an attachment or not, she'd be forced to do away with them as well. Therefore, forming attachments was out of the questions, but yet she had ended up asking the woman before her of her life's story as though they were on a first date. Given the situation was rather odd for a first date from the get-go it seem as such the case. If anything it had been one of the most abusive, and accident prone first dates to have ever happened.

Yet, a feeling of surrender to obtain her information through actions would come to a halt as she really had no other choice this way. She had become a prisoner to the woman, and didn't seem as though she was going to be released any time soon. Finally, it had came to Neviah's mind to get out of the wet clothes she was wearing, but yet at the same time Eliah was curious as to why she wasn't worried about the girls temperature anymore. She must have really been distracted or determined to befriend her, or something. She wasn't sure, and she wouldn't let it dwindle. She wasn't even sick the first place, but just mildly cut up as though she had been a benefactor to one of the Joker's mundane stories. As she slipped out of the puritan-like wardrobe that she wore she revealed a series of bandages that were wrapped under her torso, but Eliah didn't pay much mind to it. It wasn't uncommon for women of the protection squads to do such things. The door slightly opened as Neviah approached it, receiving Eliah's medical record. It was as though she didn't even think of debating on whether or not she would open it to discover her name, instead she almost immediately began to speak.

After she once again apologized, which would result in yet another sigh from the gray-skinned girl, she began speaking. The sighs had start to become something that she did regularly with her new acquaintance, due to the never ending words of disappointment the girl released from her mouth. Yet, she was finally satisfied with the words that left her mouth, but yet confused all at the same time. It seemed as though her being a "Legacy" didn't exactly seem to carry the powers of her kin over with it, as though she was just a lab rat being closely watched over by the twelfth and zero divisions. However, all of her questions found their ways to an answer as she spoke to Eliah, which caused Eliah to sit up once again becoming captivated by the girl's small anecdote.

It had turned out that the methods that Eliah had for finding her answers would be simpler than she thought. It was as though this girl was just an open book for anyone to read. You ask and she'd answer, but maybe it was more than that. Maybe Eliah was doing the one thing that she wanted to avoid in this whole scandal, becoming friends with someone. Not only that, but she was becoming friends with the one that she would want to train her. She didn't want such a thing, but yet it was inevitable she had already crossed such lines and the girl had no one else. She was vulnerable, so of course she would take the first outlet to express her feelings after such events had happened within her life. However, Eliah never stopped to even think about her being too chummy with the girl, instead she just let it flow. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to have a relationship with someone, maybe she'd even help her in her endeavors, well... maybe not. Eliah could only see Neviah as someone that would get in the way, yet she felt as though the they were so similar that she had no other choice but to take her in.

As her words came to an end Eliah let out a tiny smirk, however it wasn't very long lived as Neviah approached her asking her to open up to see if anything was wrong with her mouth. She did just bite down on a mercury thermometer after all. Yet as she looked at the face of the girl, she still seemed to be troubled even after letting loose all of the feelings that were trapped within. Was there still something else that was truly bothering the girl? Eliah felt some sort of duty to toughen the girl up a bit, however from what she had seen so far, it wasn't going to be an easy task. Swatting the Neviah's hand from her chin Eliah smirked once more and then began to speak.

''Don't baby me, I'll let you know if my mouth starts to swell or something. As for your story, I don't why I just let myself sit through that. You answered all of my questions yet the look that was on your face during the whole thing just sent me into a spiraling depression, which I despise you for. How about next time you tell that story to someone you don't bring them down with you?''

Her words were slightly sarcastic, but also had a harsh zest to them to show the girl that the story wasn't going to make her vulnerable as well. Even though it somewhat did. Such details of her life somewhat made Eliah place Neviah in the same boat as her as far as terms of loneliness go, yet she wouldn't let such feelings be displayed on her physically.

''What's up with getting all sappy too? A brief answer to your question would have sufficed, ya goof. However, I'm satisfied with what you told me... I suppose I'll tell you my name: Eliah Tsundora of the Second Division. You should remember it too, because I'm sure you be hearing it a lot one day... That is... no, I won't go there just yet. Just don't forget that small pile of letters, you'll see them again one day. Whether it be on a tombstone or written into the skies I'm going to be the strongest bitch in this mug.''

Her words set a tone into the air, one of great determination, but yet she would have many road blocks ahead. As she still wasn't too sure as she was going to convince the girl to help her, or how she was even going to toughen the girl up. This girl was quite the piece of work here. So powerful, yet so broken on the inside. She then slid to the edge of the medical table and let her feet dangle slightly kicking them back and forth like a small child. She couldn't help to look down and watch them as they playfully swung, she was somewhat happy for once which wasn't an often occurrence for Eliah. Perhaps she'd let the girl befriend her after all. It's not like Eliah had any plans to fail in making her tough, she had no other choice but to succeed.

''So, how about those clothes? I'm not really cold because of my normally low body temperature, but I wouldn't mind if you'd dry the clothes I have on now, slavegirl.''

She was only joking, but yet sometimes it was hard to tell when Eliah was or wasn't. Neviah would be in for a rude awakening once she had finally befriended the girl...

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