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Re: Operation Start [[Ceon Mission Start]]
Wed Mar 05, 2014 9:54 am
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It was a calm and peace day within the King Realm. The Soul King wasn’t disturbed today and the majority of the members had been performing their duties. In the center of the whole headquarters sat a fairly tanned man who was dressed in a crimson armor that weighed tones. Beneath the body armor he wore subject specific clothing that was flexible and resistant to Shunko. His eyes were shut, he had been sat there for hours on end; he was sat in a traditional meditation position. While his eyes were shut, his vision was projected into the Soul Society; he monitored it and all of the Gotei 13. His eyes picked up a lot of activity around the general training ground where the newly dubbed Captain Commander had trained the Captains of the Gotei 13. Some were more successful than others, while some didn’t agree to the Head Captains ways. It was fascinating, he could hear all that was said within his projected perimeter and one individual who really grabbed his attention was the Captain of the 5th Division. It was true, the Head Captains ways were untraditional however it seemed that with every person he trained he changed a little; to one of the Captains he shared some personal information as to why he was named the killer. He shared a lot of information with the individual and the duo seemed to form a bond out of respect. It was fascinating.
He had been sat there for the vast majority of the day while some of the members walked back and forth. For several moments, his vision was directed to Neviah and his children as he enjoyed watching over them. The one who caused the most mischief, Izanami was the one to really watch but he didn’t have much time as the sun was slowly setting. He caught sight of the 10th Division Captain, Neviah Clixx-Kimaru, the female had released a hell butterfly, and it was an odd sight as he couldn’t quite recall where she had got it from. It was odd, Izanagi had an eidetic memory and yet he couldn’t remember so he could only reach one conclusion, the butterfly wasn’t hers. It began ascending but wasn’t allowed past a certain area much like the vast majority of other beings; Izanagi granted it access and allowed it to ascend to the Kings Realm. He opened his eyes and felt rather refreshed; within this state he recovered and was partially within his REM cycle. The sun was setting as the butterfly reached the platform that Izanagi was sat on. His right palm slipped off the solid ground as a finger extended and brought a stop to the butterfly’s trajectory.
Good friend, I'm sure you recognize this voice, as it's the voice that spoke for your previous General. It is I, Kaizaken, once again speaking to you with a request. If this message has gotten to you, you are being requested to meet Ceon and myself at the North Fields of Mt Fuji in one days time. Hope to see you soon...
He felt almost a cold breeze crawling up his spine as he heard those words. He couldn’t believe what he had been hearing, especially after so many years. His eyes widened somewhat as the speech concluded, the butterfly was stripped of its origin and message as light surrounded it and returned it back to the Soul Society. He had perfect recall and the instant he heard that voice he knew that it was Ceons Zanpakutō. The duo wanted to meet with him it seemed, but it was odd, why now, after so many years? Izanagi collected the Zanpakutō that had lay by his side and strapped it to his back, the hilt now over his right shoulder. It wasn’t a standard look, but simply one that Izanagi went by on daily based. He began to ascend to his feet, feeling the full force of the 5ton body armor that had rested on his shoulders. His speed was rather impressive as was his strength; he endured the weight of the body armor on daily bases in order to cap his speed.
His eyes wondered for a second as he stepped off the platform and slowly floated down to a pathway. He dropped his hands by either side and began to slowly march over to his living quarters. It was true, the Shinsui Clan was now deemed nobles because of Izanagis service for the Zero Division. He took pride in that. There were times where he would sleep within his manner and times where he would spend a night at the Headquarters. Izanagi slowly approached his private barracks, he was the Wisdom Of The Spell for the Zero Division and his Kido Capabilities alone were unmatched within the unit. As he approached, he entered a room that had been rather warm because of the nearby spas; he then sat onto the softest of beds prior to laying down and falling asleep. Izanagi was a punctual individual, though a time wasn’t issued in the instructions he aimed to get there at Dawn.
As the sun ascended from behind the valleys, Izanagis subconscious noted its ascension on the southern front and realized that he had to depart now. His spiritual pressure began to drop significantly, he could keep it at a certain level while within the Headquarters but even to the members of the Zero Division his spiritual presence was crippling. He left his room in a hurry while tossing his Zero Division cloak over his shoulders. Over the years, Izanagi fine-tuned his spiritual suppression capabilities as Neviah could note his presence but not quite catch on to who he was. Because of that challenge, he perfected a level of suppression where his shadows, scent, appearance and more were simply stripped away so not a soul or ability could determine where he was.
He didn’t waste long; as he left his chambers light began building up around him as he vanished from plain sight. The light ascended, almost like a pillar prior to vanishing. Within seconds, he found himself on the northern fields of Mount Fuji, afar he noticed his old comrade whos appearance had remained unchanged. Izanagi wondered whether or not Ceon was going to recognize him, but without time to waste he began approaching the individual while still surrounded in light. The waves bent around his body and the movement of the wind was rather uncanny; his eyes focused on the man as the light around him began breaking up into the colors of the light spectrum and started disappearing.
Izanagi didn’t exchange any words with his old friend, he simply smiled rather calmly and began lowering himself into a seated position, the grass beneath him began growing at a rapid pace, the shape began to change and the whole structure became more collective and strong. He sat on the soft surface of what was now a chair all the while watching and awaiting the man of little words to say something. He didn’t waste long prior to speaking out,
“Very delightful to see you once again, old friend; You also, Kaizaken. ”
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