The Pale Dream

He was thankful for the answers and a chance to ask questions. Wasn't his justice the same as theirs was it? No, it was entirely different and so too was the effect and method. It was because he went for a justice that wasn't his own anymore. He defended the wrong justice at the point time as he sipped from his drink. Tsubasa didn't really know how to word it, but his father-in-law was a wise man. Despite his antics at times and how he hides it behind that veil. He remained silent listening as he thought on the subject now. Considering what was said and taking it true to his heart. Ibiki and himself formed a vanguard that protected the Justice here. Failure wasn't an option in those days. He couldn't bow down before anyone or anything at that time. When he became the Captain Commander, he'd become aware of it. The weight that Yamamoto-san carried on his shoulders. That Haori was a heavy one, something one needed to consider. "Your right, my justice is no longer their justice."

It took him a while to understand that the two justices they fought for were different fundamentally. Tsubasa fought to try and restore his name fruitlessly. But now it was time for him to focus on the Balance now as his clan was meant too. Regardless of who their enemies were, they would protect it. "Apologies for that dad, but your advice has been fruitful as always." He said raising his cup a bit as he glanced out over the horizon. Silence and only the cicada's making noise within the distance. The Unabara were protectors of the Balance as put by the Soul King himself. The mandate wasn't one Tsubasa took lightly for anything. The balance was needed in this world and the cycle needed to continue. His considerable power couldn't step in everywhere anymore. "Like most things, the answer isn't plain. But I do have some idea on how to start the process of restoring the Balance. Or at the very least monitoring it. " He said as he looked towards his father.

His resolve was restored for now and he was understanding of several facts. Tsubasa was a fast study and learned quickly when he asked. The first key fact was he couldn't do this alone. He needed someone else to act as part of a team with him. Someone who's justice wasn't compromised at the moment. The Raven's Nest could accomplish the goal of protecting and maybe keeping the Balance in check. It wasn't time for him to have an easy time doing things. No, because the challenges he faced were much harder. One key thing had to be remembered at all times. No matter how often he was compared to Yamamoto-San. He wasn't him and while that resolve was impressive in itself. He couldn't accomplish the same feats or perform that way. Tsubasa Unabara was a different man entirely and only capable of so much. He had a justice that didn't allow him to fight his children. Unless they did something against the balance entirely. He couldn't just walk in and be the savior people wanted.

Perhaps in this war he detected coming, his role wasn't to step in at all. Maybe it was for him to remain out of the situation. One of his female healers arrived now as she requested his right arm. He held it out for her to handle. "Ah, that time already. Changing the bandages and healing more." He slipped out of the top half of his kimono with some help. She undid the bandages slowly putting them in a bin. His father would likely notice the burns were from high amounts of electricity. Tsubasa had summoned power far beyond his regular amount. He'd not had enough time to adjust even though he could have struck his daughter with it. The curse of parenthood came back to bite. His right arm was damaged rather heavily but seemed to be recovering. The attendant bandaged him with special medicine and herbs in the bandages they soaked in. Then it was a bit of healing kido to begin repairing broken tissue among other things. Traveling was something he'd not be able to do for a bit.

After she finished redressing she gave a polite bow as he smiled nodding to her. She refilled Shunsui's sake cup before leaving the two alone again. Tsubasa's also had been given a refill as his attendants were good at that. "Well, the path is clear but not easy. Guess that makes life back on track." He said chuckling a bit a real laugh as he thought about it.

Tsubasa thought in the long term, this solution would take time of course. As he finished his calculations his eyes opened and all strategic outcomes and possible avenues for it. But at this point, he guessed winging it was the best choice. " At present, I was in the middle of setting up a faction of sorts. It was to be a neutral party who helped those in need before. But, while I think that is an admirable goal. It's one that is covered well enough by others. Mongolia is its current home and with some doing it can begin monitoring the balance somewhat. Start sending souls and continuing the cycle." He said as he explained the Raven's Nest somewhat, he knew of a couple things going on. "The Raven's Nest, is the current name. It's lead by a Council instead of a leader and the people who work within it. Work in two person groups so they aren't alone for long periods or caught with their pants down." He said describing the faction he was creating.

"I previously went to Hawaii in a show of good faith to the Vanguard. But as you've stated on my own I can only accomplish so much. I'll likely set out to gather like-minded people. Who'd like to see the Balance better maintained in the worlds including earth." He said admitting to the foolish mistake he'd come up with. He did have the Shinigami Doll's he had created as well. They could perform the same feats as a Shinigami. Though they weren't perfect beings in that manner. They did have the capability of monitoring the cycle and helping out. Was it possible to detect and send people where an issue with the cycle was at? Was that possible if he created something on that scale? The trouble was doing it with the current resources at his disposal. No, it wasn't for him to play God in such a way. "While it does appear to be in motion, for now, my Clan and I can attempt to..keep the Balance afloat..till more people desire a similar thing. I'm working on technology to detect spirits and such things. "

He said openly acknowledging he was in the progress of building several things. Tsubasa was an inventor of sorts like Kisuke and Mayuri. Though different from both in the long run. The problem really was a numbers game as people couldn't get around. Tsubasa did desire to see this change and to positively affect and go places. To help pluses be sent and hollows are cleansed. "It bothers me sometimes, you know building or going certain ways..Always feels like I'm playing God when I shouldn't be. But in terms of long term solutions, this is likely the best. The Gotei needed to change in some ways..But I fear some of it wasn't the most positive. Ibiki has her justice and I have mine..So far now I'll quietly work and try to build resources and things to begin healing the Balance and restoring it." He said softly as he leaned his head back taking a drink from his cup now. Tsubasa had explained it as best he could to his father-in-law.

The rest was a time and waiting for game truly in the sense of it. He'd withdraw from the battlefield now. Focusing on the idea of preparing to protect the Balance. To defend it, to maintain it and heal its wounds. Presently an unstable element lingered in the air. The older veterans truly noticed it and smelled it in the air. It wasn't something that lingered beneath it all. You simply could sense it and feel it's presence missing from things. Long ago the same thing happened with the Quincy. They didn't realize the destructive nature of their powers. It wasn't something people could see clearly without training. Shinigami were supposed to sense it and notice it without failure. But these days it seemed like the art form was falling through. Tsubasa didn't know if it began at the academy or with Ibiki's changes. He refilled his father's cup himself leaning over only wincing slightly. These bandages were a bit uncomfortable but were speeding his process of healing up.

Tsubasa merely remained quiet for now, it was about time he repaid his father-in-law for the years of advice and care. One of his attendants appeared handing him a document file with a name written on it. It had details and information on a person for Shunsui. He took the file softly from the female's hands as she offered a bow and headed back into the shadows. He handed it off, the file was titled, Jaeden Crow. "He's a young man of some promise, he stopped working with the Gotei 13 due to unknown reasons when I came in. He's got good technique in hoho and a strong sense of justice. Figured he may interest you, he's a vizard currently residing in the Rukongai." He said softly leaving it at that for them. It was up to them how the rest of this went. Tsubasa didn't intend to get involved in his father's matters too heavily. His place was no longer within that organization. His duty was elsewhere, but he saw one who lost his light and motivation. A Captain struck down in an invasion who was tortured inside.

Tsubasa sensed a kindred spirit there and wanted to prevent a negative outcome. He worked around for a bit from what the Unabara could gather. Even aiding in an attack on the Soul Society at one point. Tsubasa didn't know what exactly else one could expect from it. Tsubasa had a trip to make and to let them know his intentions finally. He'd not let the Vanguard into his plan for the Raven's Nest yet. But due to the evolved nature of it. They deserved to know what came of it now, would he be an ally of justice? Not exactly, he was a keeper of the balance. Tsubasa couldn't do it all alone and that fact remained a truth. It was a strange testament to find yourself in. Perhaps he'd not get involved anymore in those fields. But something told him battle wouldn't let him go so easily. This diary of madness didn't end with a single battle after all. Jaeden's skills and stuff brought back sour memories for him. He drank his cup and refilled it along with his fathers again as he leaned against the door.

"Crow-San has had a rough life from what I gather, he could use someone to tease him a bit." He said offering a slight smile as the male was certainly in his own depth. He didn't know exactly what to expect of things. But Jaeden's motivation and goals seemed to of ended there. He lost everything he was destined for with a singular push of his life. His light seemed to fade into darkness after becoming a Vizard. The rest was unknown even to a man of Tsubasa's status. "Before anything though, I journey home to the Zaraki District. Pay respects to my family and begin the process of finding those with the will to defend the Balance." He said looking up towards the moonlight that graced them with its presence. "It's my duty as the last one remaining of the Unabara Clan. Tsunashi, Tsubaki, and Pestilence were interesting siblings to have. I can only carry their memory and burdens on my shoulders. As I continue towards this path I've chosen. Never backward, always forwards."