The Pale Song [CLOSED]

He listened quietly and calmly, his eyes becoming more so calm. His expression and breathing were relaxed. She was right he'd made the group sound far too rigid. It wasn't that way in his heart or mind really. A nest was a good way of thinking of it. But he wasn't really that pure of a person that a dove fit. Tsubasa had long since stained his hands with blood. He'd learned something that crowd never would. Accepting yourself to become one meant one thing. A sword and the art of swordsmanship was the art of killing. It wasn't pretty or something that people could understand. A blade was a weapon and learning was how to kill in essence. That was the truth, pure and untainted logic came from those who'd never fought wars. Those who's hands were unstained by the blood man. But a pipe dream in the end as he smiled a bit leaning back in his chair. "That's true, but I must say that my hands are far too stained with blood..If it were a Nest..It would be a Nest of Raven's." He said softly saying it out loud to the female.

This wasn't some joke or anything the Nest wouldn't ever be a pure thing. Not with his influence even though he had begun atonement for what he did. He wasn't the pure Shinigami of virtue and purity. He wasn't someone who'd done things in an age where it was simple. He was a place where life or death was decided by a sword. He'd killed so many people earning a name as the legendary assassin. But in the end, Tsubasa didn't truly care about titles or past things. The future was what mattered and it needed to be given help. The Vanguard was struggling lately to help the common people. The Guild of Heroes did what they could out of the base they were in. In the End, something was needed a wandering band of heroes maybe. No heroes weren't the correct term, they weren't good or evil. They were those who did what they could to help within their beliefs. They didn't interfere with things that didn't concern their friends or family. Mongolia as a tent, no it was a Nest.

"I guess I should tell you this, the Vanguard's last two confrontations were poor. The moon was destroyed and Iceland was a loss where they tried to liberate it. Presently their status is unknown even to my clan..The world needs something, the Gotei can't give it at the moment. I know that much for certain. Maybe a Raven's Nest is needed in this world now. Someone who will not pick sides, help those caught in the crossfire between good and evil." He said describing it almost carefully. As he sipped his tea and thought about it. Tsubasa had long since tried his hand at helping people. He thought for a long time about the state of the Gotei. They were a fragmented organization with nobles and power struggles. Vanguard had suffered some defeats recently and wasn't at their best. The question now was, did he move the pieces into play or wait. Tsubasa knew one thing for certain, he couldn't be a leader for this. Leadership was the problem, this Nest. Would need a council of people who could discuss and agree. Disagree and vote on things without violence or disputes for power coming into place.