A Captain's kindness(PAST RP)

Tue Feb 05, 2013 4:06 am

Preparing herself for today, Captain Unohana promptly removed herself from bed. Each movement was like clockwork, as she removed her night wear. There were no blemishes to be found on her body and most would stare in awe at the sight of her bare form… but there would no doubt be attention drawn to the scar in the center of her chest. However, it was not merely a scar. Serving as the memory of the first battle that gave her warrior’s heart pleasure, this mark was something engraved in her spirit, a testament of her battle with the man known as Zaraki Kenpachi. Once her night robes were removed, Unohana swiftly assumed her captain’s garb, dressing herself with little effort.

Fashioning her hair into a braid around her chest – "Retsu's" trademark hairstyle – she erected her kind smile and welcoming aura. After her morning preparations, Unohana quickly exited her room, traveling towards the fourth division. Suffice it to say, the moment she walked in, the mature maiden was expecting to see injured bodies numbered in the thousands. War was hectic, and such things were to be expected, of course. She was revered for keeping a strong face in such adversity, but was no stranger to it by a long shot. She had tasted war long before most of these individuals were born, battle was something that came natural to her, and her experience in this field equaled if not surpassed her healing abilities.

However, no one was welcome to know that side of her. Few knew, and she would have it no other way. More specifically, would anyone believe that a woman as kind as this was in the past – Soul Society’s most diabolical criminal? Surely not; if anyone who knew “Retsu” heard such a thing… they would deem it a farce. They always knew her for her kind smile and a dangerous aura she emitted whenever she was upset, but few could ever understand the reason behind it. Either way, none of that mattered today. She was simply happy to meet her subordinates and carry out fourth division’s goal as she was meant to. Arriving at the fourth division barracks, Unohana greeted her division’s members before reclining towards a chair, waiting for the day to begin.

Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:25 am

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A Captain's kindness(PAST RP) Neviah

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"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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Silence...

In the dark corner of the Vice Captain offices, a girl clad in nearly all white was sitting alone. Her tan eyes dully looked into the distance in the room, not focused onto any mere object or anything alone, but just gone on their own. She was cold after being up all night, and not moving as she was in her mind, her own world, shrouded in curiosity and question. Small breaths could hardly be heard as within her conscious, she was stuck onto one major thought.

'Is he okay?'

The reports came in, that there was a strike on earth and the once great mortal city of London had fallen to evil forces leaving billions dead, and millions injured. This immediately brought more souls into Soul Society, but whats worse is that there were many shinigami there in an attempt to protect the city from the rampaging forces, only to fail and fall to it's demise. But with all that in mind, there was still one bigger thought locked into the mind of the young female. Within the reports coming back to the Gotei, there were some that had leaked through the grapevine and gotten to the Vice Captain of the 4th Division. One piece of information was that of the major threats to London, the renowned and feared "Devil Sisters" were the main force, and what's worse, is that one of them that lead the the greatest catastrophic damage, was none other than Claire Clixx, the Memory Rosary of Despair. But while this was expected of the force of evil, there was one other piece of news that had snuck through confidential intel, and ended up in the hands of the Vice Captain. There was news that the former 0 Division General Ceon Clixx-Kimura was also spotted at the scene, fighting against the Devil Sisters. His intentions were unknown, except that in the end, he took 2 of the Devil Sisters, Claire Clixx and the Cero Espada Ashlei Clixx, and disappeared with them.

Now, why would this leave the Vice Captain in a quiet, and depressed state? The reason was none other because the Vice Captain was Neviah Clixx-Kimura. Daughter of Ceon Clixx-Kimura, and Niece of Claire Clixx. It has been years, since Neviah's father Ceon had disappeared and removed himself from the Gotei in a search that she had no idea. He didn't even mention anything, just leaving behind a red ribbon that belonged to her Mother, Senna. While this piece of treasure was significant, Neviah couldn't understand why her only family to her would run off. At first she coped with it, believing it was just her father being on a mission like always, but when a new 0 Division General was announced, it left Neviah puzzled and confused. In the past, she asked her Captain upon the whereabouts of her Father, but Unohana would respond, not knowing the answer, telling her to just have faith.

Neviah always listened to her Captain, as Unohana was the one that raised her at birth. When Senna died giving birth to Neviah, Ceon entered a mass of depression leaving him incapable of caring for his only child. Unohana taking Neviah in, raised her for years, performing all the motherly duties a newborn would require. After many years, when Neviah entered a toddler stage, Unohana presented her back to Ceon and he took his only child back in. From there, Neviah was trained daily and raised VERY well, and loved very much, but Neviah never forgot the Mother that nurtured her, Unohana Retsu. After graduating from the Shinigami Academy at an amazingly young age, just behind Ichimaru Gin, Hitsugaya Toushiro, and a few others, Neviah graduated top ranks and was accepted into the 4th Division to work under her idol, and most loved, Unohana Retsu. Neviah was granted a gift from her father, a Zanpaktou somewhat like his. A Wakizashi of glass that was unknown to her, but accepted either way. Neviah's kind heart reached to the Zanpaktou immediately accessing her to Serenity, the Spirit that would give Neviah such intense healing properties. After many years, Neviah grew and grew, and eventually lead to becoming the Vice Captain of the 4th Division, under her most favorite Gotei Captain.

For many years, under the 4th Banner, Neviah was quiet and timid, but happy. She loved where she was, and never wanted it to end, until recently. Now that her Father had been spotted and was somewhere within reach to Neviah, she wanted to find him. She wanted to know so much more about him, finally learning that he was a "Memory Rosary" and she was descended from beings that were never to exist in the beginning. She had to venture off, and go, but if she did, what would Unohana think? Would her Captain forbid her to go? Would she imprison her to prevent her departure? What would happen if Neviah were to just disappear instead to go in search of her fathers whereabouts? Would her Captain follow and track her down? Would it be too dangerous?

All of this bounced in the mind of Neviah Clixx-Kimura as she quelled and questioned. But before Neviah could make a final decision, she had to think and see the effects of what was caused by Claire. Neviah never truly knew Claire, but has heard stories from her father about how she used to be so kind and gentle, but died in an unknown fashion. Now, Neviah has discovered her own Aunt is a psychopathic blood tyrant on a journey to cause the world despair and destruction, Neviah wanted to see it. She wanted to see the aftermath of what was caused by the beings that had created her...

Standing up, she began to stride forward quietly and slowly, slightly swaying in each step, as if not in complete control. Her white Kimono that she was most commonly wears, was not on completely this day as it was slightly loose around the waist section, and hung over her shoulders, revealing a little cleavage. Her hair was not brushed or well kept as it was tangled and had split ends in some sections. Her eyes were drowsy as dark pockets lined under them. Emerging from her office, she began to turn towards the emergency care center. Slowly she made her way, as Squad members would pass her by, asking if she was well. Neviah just ignored them and continued onward. Neviah was always quiet, but she was gentle and kind; however, this aura was completely different and lead most to become concerned. Whether they inform Konomi, Neviah's best and only real friend, or Unohana, the Captain of the 4th as well as Motherly figure to Neviah, both would be worried for the once bright and loving angel of the 4th Division.

Finally making it to the Emergency Care facility, Neviah entered to hear the screams, moans, and cries of injured patients. This was a normal calling to one with care specialties like herself, but this was different. The room was packed, and filled by every corner with the cries and blood of a massacre. Neviah looked dully, surveying the facility, but not really in shock. She instead began to feel sick, morbid by the scene of genocide that was first hand delivered by one related to her by blood. Behind Neviah's back, her Zanpaktou, Serenity, is a glass blade that is as pure as its wielder, but slowly, the glass began to fill with a dark smoke. It trickled slowly, as Neviah saw what was possible by her own kind. A whisper left Neviah's lips, as she stood there, just watching her own Division members rush to the emergency care of thousands...

"...Despair..."

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Fri Feb 08, 2013 4:57 am

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Upon Neviah's arrival, she was greeted with the depressing sights and sounds of her agonized comrades. As Unohana expected, the sight that greeted her was comparable to a nation of people being bombed by an unknown threat. Bloodied bodies, severed arms and legs, faces twisted in unbearable agony… this was the result of the tumultuous war that occurred in London. Judging by so many bodies, Unohana could clearly tell that the Shinigami had been decimated in this war. Not even a single Shinigami looked as though they were happy, and those who endured their pain, showed no signs of a warrior just emerged from a victorious battle. Depressing as it was, Unohana had grown accustomed to this cruel sight many times in the past.

She was a dealer of death, herself, but she was honorable enough to slay her enemies rather than prolong their lives with torturous pain. It would seem as though whoever fought her comrades had two things in mind; asserting their dominance and creating a sense of despair within the enemy forces. After all, it was one thing to come back with a few injured men, but this number of injured bodies was something that would deter even the most hardened of army generals. Sighing inwardly, she could easily perceive Neviah’s distraught face. It was to be expected, of course.

Neviah was a young woman, and while she boasted much charisma for a shy individual , the ability to numb her emotion towards situations like these was sub-par at best. But then, that was why Unohana existed. Serving as her motherly figure for the better part of Neviah’s life, Unohana had fulfilled the role of a mother with flawless grace. She taught her the art of healing, raised her as though she were one of her very own, and teached her the myriad lessons of life. She knew her role in Neviah’s life and never once fought against it. No matter how depressed Neviah was, Unohana possessed so great a motherly touch that she could quell any depression the girl had.

However, upon witnessing this gruesome sight, what could the fourth division captain say to her today? Like all mothers, she knew there were the times where you could lie and say things would be alright, and the times where you had to be brutally honest. In this situation, however, both options were implausible. She couldn't tell her that everything would be alright, because quite honestly, she was not sure today’s process would go as planned. Although a Shinigami had much better chances of surviving, would these warriors be the same after this crushing defeat?

And being brutally honest, especially with her background was even more laughable. In conclusion, it would be difficult to think of a way to bring a smile back to her lovely face. Removing herself from her chair, Unohana walked towards Neviah, greeting her with a warm smile, though a hint of uneasiness could clearly be seen. “Good morning, Neviah-san. I’m terribly sorry that you had to see such a gruesome sight in the morning, but do not despair. I, as well as my division members, will decrease your burden by making sure these warriors are healed and brought back to their full potential. But for now, come sit down and talk with me. They say talking is the best medicine for a troubled spirit. “

Fri Feb 08, 2013 5:42 am

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A Captain's kindness(PAST RP) 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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Slowly, as Neviah starred at the array of dismembered and suffering members in the Gotei, she was submerged within her own mind. Questions surrounded her as she searched for an answer for just one of the thousands that circled and rushed her, but alas to the timid young lady, she wasn't ready for something like this. Seeing the pain caused by her Aunt Claire, whom to Neviah believed was dead, and her Father appearing to not stop the carnage was even worse. Neviah has seen it herself, the kinds of feats her Father has performed. It's even said that before Neviah was born that her Father killed the once feared Aizen Sosuke. Why wouldn't he save the innocent people there? Why did he even appear in the first place? Why did Ceon not tell Neviah anything, or a simple goodbye before he ran off?

This was beginning to hurt, as the pain rose in her mind and began to sting. The words became painful within her heart as statements like "Useless", and "Monster" began to fill her. She was one of them. She wasn't necessarily a Memory Rosary, but she was born of 2, and had the blood of all 3 within her. She was their Legacy, and if this is what they leave behind, what is expected of her? Is she to follow in their footsteps and cause disarray as her Aunt had done? Is she to run away from those she loves to do her own tasks?

That's when it hit Neviah...

Her Father Ceon didn't leave her for any reason but one. Ceon must have left because Neviah was a burden to him. Before Neviah was born, her Mother Senna was alive and Ceon was one of the strongest to live. Then once she was born, her Mother died putting Ceon into a depressed state to lose his shine in strength. He was no longer as powerful as he was, and was weak, thus making Neviah a speed bump in his life. The thoughts of being nothing but a pain to her father filled her mind more and more as the cries of pain surrounded her thoughts. A tear began to manifest from her right eye as the Glass Zanpaktou behind her slowly filled more and more with the Black smoke. Neviah was falling deeper and deeper into blackness, but then...

"Good morning, Neviah-san."

This snapped Neviah back into reality with quite a shock. She slightly jumped, catching her breath and looking confused. She was breathing a tad heavily, as if she were running a marathon, as she looked for what broke her concentration, only to realize it was the voice of that which gave Neviah meaning. It was the Mother to her when she never had one, and the guide to her when she was afraid. Isane and Unohana took so much care of Neviah, she felt as if she was becoming a burden to them too. The words spoken by Unohana to Neviah were slowly flooded out as she began to think to herself once again. She was scared of men, and couldn't speak to them. She was shy and found it hard to speak to many people, and she felt completely weak. The Division loved her much, but she felt as if she only had one friend. She was a burden to Isane, and that's why she left, and Unohana was just dealing with the crybaby in the mean time...

Neviah heard Unohana's request to come have a seat, and Neviah complied. Neviah didn't know if talking would be the best, but who was she to say no to her superior? Neviah had to comply with all orders, and it was her duty as a Vice-Captain. Maybe it would be best if she did run away. That way no one would have the deal with her anymore, and then she won't potentially cause havoc like her Aunt, or pain to anyone else...

Sitting down, Neviah hung her head low, not looking her Captain in the eyes as her eyes were slightly hollow. a stray tear still hanging onto her cheek as her breathing had slowed to a quiet and steady pace. While she wasn't paying complete attention, her hearing was directed towards Unohana, almost hoping that there would be something to bring less pain to the burden standing over her soul...

"Y... Yes Oka-san?"

Neviah didn't realize what she had just said. She was completely out of it, speaking from her heart as she felt completely open and broken. Almost anything is vulnerable with the young lady as she continued to look absolutely phased. Her Zanpaktou, still slowly filling with the trickling Black Smoke, slowly becoming darker...

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Sun Feb 10, 2013 4:05 am

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A Captain's kindness(PAST RP) UnohanaRetsu6001346697

Even though Neviah complied with Unohana’s request to take a seat, her expression hadn't changed in the slightest. The extreme inner turmoil burning within her had drained all of the happiness that built her such a warm reputation within the fourth division barracks. Unkempt hair, blackened eyelids, a half-worn dress…. No doubt, this disheveled appearance was a far cry from the tidiness that she usually carried herself with. Needless to say, the way Neviah appeared right now only served to exacerbate the uneasiness Unohana felt ever since she arrived.

Despair had dominated her young soul already. Although she had grown into a beautiful woman, she was still a child at heart. She possessed the trait of innocence, something most children are inherently born with at birth. In that sense, Neviah was a helpless child to this situation. Children grow up in many environment; these environments sets out a map of how they react to the many perils of life. If a young man or woman was born in an environment of war, then they would no doubt become soldiers who know the battlefield in and out. If they were born into a life of happiness and joy, then it was difficult to numb themselves to despair or carnage.

Unohana had always raised her as most mothers do, in the presence of joy and happiness. She never once allowed her to see anything that would taint her soul nor did she ever let danger befall Neviah. Retsu Unohana was the perfect mother. She did everything required of one, carrying that role out until the very day Neviah grew into her own as a woman. But she never taught her the way of a warrior, of how bloodshed was second nature on the battlefield.

In truth, she could not expect her to react any differently than the way she was now. This begged the question, however. How could she fix the dilemma eating away at her heart? If she were to show her the art of bloodshed, that would mean she’d be revealing a side of her that only a select few knew of. Could she really risk showing her Unohana Yachiru?

Sighing inwardly, unable to find an answer to her current dilemma, she decided to break the silence. “What burdens you, my child? Ever since you arrived here, you looked as though your entire life has been destroyed. I know this sight before you is disparaging, but I can’t help but feel that is only a piece of the puzzle that has caused your despair. I expected that to happen, of course. I never raised you to see a cruel sight such as this. I only taught you how to mend it and alleviate the problems at hand. For that, I am truly sorry. Nevertheless in spite of my carelessness, it is my duty as your caretaker to perish that despair into oblivion, no matter what. Now, tell me everything. “ When Unohana finished her heartfelt declaration, she requested that one of her subordinates bring both Neviah and herself tea. Even in such chaotic situations, her fourth division members were able to react with ease. A young woman had brought green tea to their table. Placing the cup within her hands, Unohana took a momentary sip before redirecting her attention towards Neviah.

Mon Feb 11, 2013 4:38 pm

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A Captain's kindness(PAST RP) 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 listened half heartily as she sat there, appearing quite dim and delusional. Her emotions starting to waiver as the burden of what was occurring outside was distracting, let along what was already on her mind. As she waiting to hear what Unohana had requested, tea was ordered and placed at the desk in front of Neviah. Unohana took her cup and proceeded to sip at it, while the saucer that was placed with the green liquid before Neviah, just sat there. Neviah didn't even bother to touch it, or even think about taking a drink. There were too many other topics within her mind that wanted to be answered first before she even thought of quenching her thirst. After the mild sip, Unohana began to speak. It was true, Unohana knew Neviah VERY well, most likely, she knew her better than her own Father. She raised Neviah and watched her grow, and was always there for her, so she can read Neviah like a book even.

Unohana spoke, as she explained she wanted to know what was wrong with Neviah. How she was burdened with Despair, and how she was obviously not herself. Unohana was correct in these accusations and Neviah was indeed caught by the Beautiful Captain, but Neviah was reluctant to even speak. She didn't know if it would be wise for her to consult into her Captain, as even Neviah believed that she was a burden to her as well. Like an orphan dropped on her door step, and due to good faith she raised her, but that's all. Neviah didn't know where she felt welcome or if she could even feel like she belonged.

Small whimpers escaped Neviah's lips as she searched for the words to bring to life. What would Isane think right now if she were here? Isane was like a big sister to Neviah before she left and she was able to provide a source of inspiration to Neviah, but even Neviah began to think that she was the reason Isane left. She was a burden to everyone, and the fact that she can't speak openly to her own Captain was troublesome enough.

Frustration began to rise within Neviah as there were nearly no words she could muster to speak what was dwelling in her thoughts. Small trembles shook from her shoulders and fists as she began to ball up, little by little. Whispers and words would manage to squeeze their way out, but not nearly comprehensible to understand.

"... Father... He was sighted..."

Finally, Neviah began to speak words that were understandable, but a sense of malice could be heard in her voice as she spoke the words. The Glass Wakizashi at her back, nearly full of the black smoke kept filling itself as Neviah continued to speak to Unohana.

"He was in London... With my Aunt who I believed was a good person, and supposed to be dead..."

And at that moment, for the first time in Neviah's life, she lashed in a spike of anger. She stood, making a fist and slammed it down, nearly breaking the desk and sending the tea that was still in the saucer, flying from it's hold and crashing against the ground causing it to shatter and send the liquid splashing. Neviah began to shout as her anger had risen.

"AND HE DIDN'T STOP HER! INSTEAD THEY DISAPPEARED AFTER A MASSACRE, LEAVING MILLIONS DEAD, AND MORE SUFFERING! AM I REALLY THE LEGACY OF THAT!? AND WHY HAS NOTHING ABOUT THIS BEEN TOLD TO ME!? WHY MUST I SIT IN THE DARK WHILE INNOCENTS DIE, AND SECRETS SPREAD!?"

Slowly, she began to simmer down, but tears began to flow from her tan eyes and roll down her cheeks. The fist on the desk began to loosen and Neviah slowly felt like she was going to collapse. She hadn't eaten in days, and she couldn't sleep since the leak was shared with her. Short breaths in and out were heard from Neviah as she couldn't contain herself. Her emotions were too strong and the feeling of Vice was too strong for her to contain. The Wakizashi behind her waist was no all black, filled with Vice now.

"A... and... *Sniff* I know I'm a burden... I'm just in the way... I'm useless... Otherwise, why would my Daddy leave me? Why must you suffer the burden of caring for me? I'm nothing..."

At that, Neviah fell, falling to the floor, crying and unable to feel anything. Her tears, like a waterfall, fell and landed, staining her white kimono. Her hair, once messy, now tangled and wrapped around her as she covered her face. The pain was too much, and she didn't know how to bare it? Her only family was a part of the massacre, and her only Mother figure was now having to bare the burden of all this, as well as a now broken desk, and Neviah's emotional outburst...

'How useless can I be?'

The question surrounded her mind, providing no relief to the scar in her heart...

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Wed Mar 13, 2013 11:59 pm

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A Captain's kindness(PAST RP) UnohanaRetsu6001346697

In a singular moment etched into time, Neviah gave way to the agony bearing down upon her innocent soul. No longer was there even a hint of the vibrant, vivacious maiden that had so always impressed her makeshift mother. Stricken with guilt, filled with despair, Neviah uttered every word as though she had committed the crimes herself. And yet, Unohana could only blame herself. She hadn't raised Neviah to know the cruelties of war, never showed her that on the battlefield, there was no remorse, only bloodshed and carnage. She had feared that showing her such things would've affected her development, but in the end, everything had backfired on the fourth division captain, and she was left without an inkling of a plan that would help her mend the sadness burning within her lovely child's pure heart. Faced with such a difficult situation, what would be the proper rebuttal to put her at ease? She was in a dilemma with escape as unlikely as surviving through a mighty hurricane with only a house built of wood. This really is troublesome, she sighed inwardly, perturbed more by her inability to help Neviah than her reaction.

Thinking back on it, she never quite knew what kind of man Ceon was, but there was one thing she would never doubt, and that was that he didn't believe in senseless killing nor would he condone such gruesome murders without bringing his enemies to justice. He was not exactly would one would consider, "a knight in shining armor", but he did have a sense of right and wrong. There had to be some underlying reason as to why he disappeared along with Claire. But that was neither here nor there, Neviah was who truly mattered the most at this moment - and just as she had done many times before, she would fulfill the role given to her by that young man. With a few more sips, she was finished with her tea, even though half of it still remained. And besides, it was meant to soothe Neviah's soul, something that proved unsuccessful so far. Releasing a single deep breath, Unohana placed her arms around Neviah, and brought the young girl's head towards her bosom, consoling her special gem. Neviah thought herself a burden, but that couldn't be any further from the truth. In fact, Neviah was but one of a few symbols that showed Unohana's "humanity". After all, who would expect the most diabolical criminal in all of soul society to care for the well beings of others? To an onlooker, it was a farce, but to those who knew her well, Unohana possessed a kind heart. And she would not abandon Neviah in her time of need.

"Although i cannot begin to gauge the pain you are going through, Neviah, you are the legacy of something great. Your father was a humble man. He was always silent most of the time, but his heart was always in the right place. I know not of his motives, nor if he even had the chance to stop your aunt, but i can assure you he is a good man, and only wanted the best for his lovely daughter. Don't let anger cloud your thoughts. "

She slowly pulled away from Neviah, her tone taking on a more serious edge.

"I... never told you how truly is, did i? Neviah.... the battlefield is where innocents and heroes die everyday. War does not favor the weak, and those who show even a sign of weakness are swept away within the tide of death. War is cruel Neviah, very cruel. But that's why people like us - you and me - exist to help heal the fallen, and prevent them from dying meaninglessly. Indeed, your father left you with me so he could shield you from war. His life was filled with it, and he never wished to let you experience that. I accepted responsibility of you, and i will let you know this... Neviah you are not by any shape or form, a burden on me. I love you as though you were my own daughter, and i cherish everyday we spend together. It pains me to see you in despair, in tears, in agony. And so, from the bottom of my heart, understand that you are not a burden nor are you nothing. You are a star who shines brightly within the sky, one who will someday reach the same heights as her own father. But for now, find consolation in me, and cry until the tears go away. Whatever you need of me, whatever you so request of your mother, i will oblige---to the best of my abilities at least," she finished with a giggle, playfully pulling on Neviah's nose. "A woman can only do but so much. "

Now that Unohana laid all of her cards on the table.... just how would Neviah react?

Fri Mar 22, 2013 3:40 pm

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"The fall of Social Structure... I'm just a piece of the puzzle..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
誰もの子供

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The blade that sat behind Neviah was at filled with the black smoke. The despair and anger within Neviah's heart had fueled it enough that within the glass Zanpaktou that stayed close to Neviah at all times, the first give she received from her Father, began to glow a dark hue. The world within the Zanpaktou was no longer bright, as Serenity sat atop a small lump of grass, not amused at all with what was to come. She could feel that Neviah was in pain, and she wanted to take that pain into her and heal the wounds, just like Unohana is willing, but sadly she was unable to reach Neviah. The darkness that slowly began to appear stopped Serenity's messages, and she knew why. Neviah was giving into her negative ego, Malice; and with that it was bringing out the 2nd Spirit within the Glass Zanpaktou. From the world now shrouded in darkness, Serenity watched as footsteps emerged, and appearing before her was another girl about the same height as her. She had a tan skin tone and sharp yellow eyes. Her black hair, while graceful, extended the full length of her body. She wore a slender and short skirted kimono that was also covered in black and red colors. Atop her head was a traditional "Oni" mask.

"Hello Serenity... It's been a while..."

Serenity wasn't pleased in the slightest. She remembers Insidious all too well, and she also knows what she is capable of. When Serenity and Insidious were locked into the same Zanpaktou, it was discovered by accident that they were locked inside together, but the two were dangerous. Their power combined focused on bringing the pain and turning it to healing potentials, which made for a nearly unstoppable force. Not only that, but Insidious was uncontrollable and would capitalize upon causing mental and extreme cases of physical harm to the wielder. It was judged that the Glass Wakizashi would be sealed away, till once day, Ceon had found it. He read upon it while scanning the archives, and took the Wakizashi, knowing all too well of it's potential. He knew that his daughter was his legacy, and would most likely have a light and dark ego as well. This was the perfect opportunity to him, as if no one could control Serenity AND Insidious, Neviah would be able to communicate with both and possibly bring them together...

"Insidious... Why are you here?"

Serenity was curious to know the reason she was attacking now. Did she sense the despair in Neviah's heart from what she discovered and found now to be the prime time to attack? She wanted to know.

"My, Serenity, don't you miss me? You've been brought forth by the "Purity" within Neviah that I haven't even been given room to stretch my legs~"

Either way, Neviah was out of reach of Serenity, and she couldn't do anything to help. Serenity stretched her wings, and closed her eyes, entering a trance and waiting to see what would happen. This was the first time Neviah entered the Malice ego, and Serenity needed to prepare for the worst. All the while, Insidious walked over and sat next to Serenity with a smile. She looked up, excited to see what would happen next. All previous wielders at this point lost their sanity and were killed. How far will Neviah make it before she's cut down by the one that loves her like a daughter??

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Neviah was silent. Her eyes we no longer tan as she looked down in a dull manner. They were darker, as if brown and souless. A small smirk spread across her face as ideas began to fill her mind. Some of the fall of Soul Society and the disarray of it's structures. Others below her and mending to her whim. These were the designs of the 4th sign of Apocalypse. The first stage being Destruction, The fall of creation. Stage two is Malice, the destruction of social structures and deceit of allies. Stage three is Despair, the removal of hope and ending future creation. And finally, Omega, the end of all existence. In the past, Claire being the holder of Despair was unable to ever complete the Magnum of Existence because she was always stopped, but if allowed, it would be discovered that Claire cannot even destroy existence with just the 3. They needed 4 users of the ego's to complete the ritual and push for the end of existence.

Neviah listened to Unohana explain that she could seek warmth within her 'fake' mother and this disgusted Neviah a tad. Neviah didn't care about being "Taken care of". She didn't even enjoy the thought of this woman trying to hug her. Neviah quietly bit her lip, but then thought of something a little interesting while contemplating how to enjoy this situation in another fashion...

Tell me... What if Father... Wanted to help Claire instead?

A gleam shined in her eyes at the thought of her Father standing next to Claire and applying Destruction with Despair. She would fit there so wonderfully and it would almost complete the kit. She would just need her REAL Mother to appear and complete the package. Not this fake proxy. But then again, maybe she would have her uses. She was right that Neviah had never experienced true warfare. Neviah was always the healer, and the one saving lives, but for once, she wanted to take one. The see the blood shed occur by her hands. Hear the cries bellow from the one before her. This was something of interest, and maybe Unohana can show her what that really is, and maybe she can be her first kill. Neviah had to word this just right so Unohana won't suspect anything that she was planning...

"Will you teach me? Will you teach me that world, so I can stop those who would dare try to harm mine?"

The cards were presented, and Neviah drew her hand. The game is about to begin...

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And so, with Neviah's single request, the atmosphere around the two took on a much more ominous direction than what had been established at the outset. Of course, from an outsider's perspective, her request seemed so amazingly normal as to be admirable, but no matter how much of a fake proxy Unohana was compared to this young maiden's real mother, she read through this Neviah's intentions with all the ease of prodigious scholar. In fact, it was fair to say this was not the Neviah she knew, and her hunch would prove to be correct, despite her unawareness of what was going on within Neviah's spiritual world. Rather than make a scene, however, Unohana smiled, though it was clearly the same menacing smile she regarded her division members with or the entire eleventh division when they became too wild and unruly. She would comply with Neviah's request. Indeed, if her desire was to be introduced to the cruel truth governing the battlefield, then who was Unohana to deny her of such pleasantries?

"Very well, if that is what my daughter requests, then please follow me. "

Removing herself from the chair, Unohana signaled for Neviah to follow her towards a location most suitable for the rondo of carnage that was about to occur. She exited the office quietly, the kind expression on her face never once losing its exuberant glow. Through her talented expertise in Shunpo, the fourth division captain effortlessly exited the barracks, making little noise as the two would now be within a few miles of the Rukongai district. Unohana elected to traverse the buildings, as to not cause any suspicions to the citizens enjoying their daily middle class living. In moments, Unohana had arrived within a barren wasteland, devoid of everything save... for the scent of blood. The two have reached the outer section of Rukongai, a place where no one dared to travel unless they were asking for a meaningless death. Needless to say, it is this exact place where Unohana and Neviah will conduct their matters, none of which are well-meaning. The intentions were clear from the moment Neviah spoke, and with someone of Unohana's intellect, how could she fail to notice? Let this farce come to an end. The curtain to a exquisite banquet of malice is about to raise, and so Unohana must play her role well - one she had discarded many years ago - the role of.... Yachiru Unohana or the First "Kenpachi".

"Although I've obliged with your request, it would seem as though i directed it towards the wrong person. Whoever you are right now, though you may still be Neviah, you're not the one who i have come to love and admire. Even so, since you requested to know the horrors that await the battlefield, it's only fair that i teach my sweet, loving child the truth of war. And so, allow me to give you your first introduction into the Art of killing... "

As these ominous words left her mouth, Unohana undid the bow within her hair, allowing it to flow freely and away from the center of her chest, of which showed an unmistakable scar. Turning around to face Neviah, her visage was no longer the kind, motherly captain of the fourth... no, the look on her face was much more appropriate for a demon, a war demon. The bloodthirsty nature of the first Kenpachi has just been unveiled.... now let the play begin.

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"The fall of Social Structure... I'm just a piece of the puzzle..."
Child of Existence Neviah Clixx-Kimura
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The world of Neviah's Zanpaktou was silent as Insidious awaited the scene to unfold before her. Serenity didn't like any of the potential outcomes that were to take place, but she didn't have control over the situation. Neviah's ego has risen, and it's negative aura was fueling Insidious while leaving Serenity somewhat powerless, and unable to try to change any of Neviah's potential decisions. She could only hope that the path she has chosen will not allow her to end in too much strife...

"Watch closely Serenity...While we see if this young lass can indeed sustain the brunt of Insidious within her~"

Serenity knew that Insidious was unknowing to the fact that Neviah had an ego, for being that she was a child of the Memory Rosaries. Who was really being controlled, Insidious? Or Neviah under her Malice ego? Either way, the end will show thom the victor stands...

In the arms, hiding from Unohana, Neviah looked to the ground while she responded to her request. It would seem that the old hag was indeed going to teach her the steps needed in which to kill. Yes, Neviah knew all well how to REALLY kill, but there was an art to it. Her father knew that art and was one of Soul Societies most powerful assassins. The 11th Division Captain knows it too well, seeing as his job is to perform that very art every opportunity. All Neviah had perfected in her skills were really healing, distraction, interruption, and many stealth/speed techniques, but nothing in the field of blood shed. This was her chance to finally complete her rounded rituals in which to fully take in the concept of Malice. This will allow her to lie, cheat, and kill her way to the top of any social structure, and in time, force it to crumble...

Unohana proceeded to separate herself and make her way outside. Neviah, holding her head low so that her bangs didn't reveal her eyes, followed obediently. The very instant that Unohana shunpo'd, Neviah was right behind her. The speed of her Shunpo was just as fast, making sense as she was a Vice-Captain. The only thing that was different about her Shunpo was that when she reappeared, she would push off again, and her feet wouldn't even make contact with the rooftops. Most needed to realign footing, and push off to take the shunpo again, but for Neviah, she didn't have to. It was graceful, and ever so silent, not even making a single sound. While she traveled, her bangs stayed low, covering her eyes from view. Something told Neviah that she didn't need to mask it anymore, and that Unohana knew. Either way, it would be best to keep this best hidden until it was certain whether or not she knew, so Neviah kept quiet.

Finally arriving at the scene, Neviah landed without a sound once again. Her momentum came to a straight halt as she kept her head down, mentally taking in the scenery. It was a barren wasteland that held a familiar stench to it. It's smell was just like the one she endured while back in the 4th Barracks with all those dying around her. It was the smell of decay and Death. This foul smell didn't really bother Neviah, she's endured it before, but instead of causing a slight spell of Despair, it inspired her a little. This will be an all too familiar smell when Cataclysm, Malice, Despair, and Omen take hold, and bring the end of Existence...

Finally, the play took action while the main character revealed her knowledge to the antagonist. When Unoahana spoke, revealing that she was indeed not the same Neviah as before, this caused Neviah to look up slightly, bringing her left eye to view through her bangs at Unohana. The dark brown color was so dark that they almost seemed black, in comparison to their natural color. She listened quietly, almost sensing a hint of sarcasm in her voice when she spoke of complying to the request. What was her objective? To kill the very daughter she promised to protect? No, that would be too dire a card to pull at this time. Unohana wouldn't kill Neviah as she knows Ceon wouldn't bare the consequences, and Unohana can't convince that Neviah suffered from her ego at death since she's not a "Real" Memory Rosary...

This was a one sided battle...

Turning to face Neviah, she caught a sight at what her hair was covering all along. Unohana was one for fashion and whatnot in her spare time, often asking members of the 4th Division to return with perfume and other worldly possessions that enhances ones beauty, but her hair style wasn't anything appropriate of one who wanted to stay on the "In" of fashion. It was hiding something, and Neviah caught sight of it. What a gift for her to behold, as most likely only very few have seen this. Question was, who gave it to her? Who was the lucky one that got to pierce that soft white skin before she gets the opportunity to? most likely, Neviah will soon find out on her own. Either way, the aura that once beheld the Captain of the 4th Division was no longer present. It was now the aura of a blood thirsty killer, and Neviah knew that feeling all too well. It was what separated a Heroic Fighter from a Criminal Serial Killer. One killed in the name of "Defense" while the other killed in the name of "Killing", but they were all too similar. Either way, which one was this new Unohana? The Fighter, or Serial Killer??

Well, since Unohana knew Neviah wasn't herself, it didn't matter anymore whether she was hiding or not, so why not just come out and say hello?

"Why, whatever do you mean Mother? I'm just the same pure... Little... Girl..."

Neviah started to laugh as she looked down. Her spiritual pressure rising, but nothing to be alarmed of. It wasn't intense, nor was it her peak power. It was just something she didn't control as she was getting excited. Her hair was slowly beginning to float as her laughter grew louder, and more vicious. It soon even copied the same pitch as Claire Clixx in her signature laughter that sent chills down the spines of her victims. Finally, flexing her arms as she shot her fists downwards, she looked forward, as her eyes were so dark a brown, they almost appeared black, but what's even more different about them is the inside design of her iris's. There were gears within her iris's, turning as a mist like hue was flowing out of her eyes. She looked straight at Unohana with no sense of fear, but only excitement. This was going to be the first step at the beginning of Soul Societies downfall. First, Neviah will take hold of the 4th Division pillar, and slowly make disease take hold. She'll hide her power under the title of the 4th Division Captain till she finds the appropriate moment to strike, taking each and every pillar under the Gotei down one by one. The very thought made Neviah excited, licking her lips, but it's no use counting her chickens before they hatch. She must complete the task before her...

Knowing the fact she's fighting a Captain, it would be unwise for Neviah to use her Wakizashi in this fight. It would be best for her to take advantage of her speed and hand to hand expertise that her Father taught her in this fight. It'll allow her to slip in and out of range of her blade without being scathed, and allowing her to slip in precises strikes at her nerves, slowing her down before finish with a final blow...

But before taking in victory, lets at least take in what she has to learn...

Neviah reached down, ripping her white Kimono at the thigh and ripped it all the way to her legs, allowing freedom of movement from the waist below. This will be a vital necessity for Neviah to flow and function against Unohana's most likely Superior tactics. Either way, the supply of Kunai hidden within her Kimono blouse, as well as the scalpel's she possesses will be key in this bout.

"So... Teach me Master... Teach your harmless child the art of MURDER"

Taking a side combat stance, Neviah left one hand out in front, and one at her waist. She invited Unohana for the first strike, awaiting the incoming strike...

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Artist: Mercenary
Song: Year of the Plague

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