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Down Came the Walls: Chapter 2Chapter 2: Unexpected
It hadn't been a particularly tiring trip, but then, for someone of his standing, it would have been somewhat concerning if it had.
Now, the First Division barracks rose before him, grand and intimidating. Yet this alarming image made no impression on him whatsoever; he'd been here only a week before and had been coming since he was first appointed the role of captain.
As per usual, he strode up to the main entrance; far larger than was really necessary, and announced himself, knowing that despite the lack of conscious entities on the outside of the building, he would be heard and allowed in.
As expected, moments later the doors creaked open, permitting just enough space between them for him to move through without being crushed.
The corridor was brightly lit and open, the walls decorated only with wide windows that stretched from high ceiling to floor, the lower levels of Seireitei visible quite clearly through them. Normally, on a day as fine as this, Hitsugaya
Down Came the WallsAnd The Walls Came Tumbling Down
Chapter 1: It Begins
They sat in neat formation; evenly spaced around their master as they waited in silence, their faces shadowed by the darkness that surrounded them. It was a spacious room; cavernous ceiling and grand interior only visible via the fragile flickering light that sputtered from the fire, hardly worth calling embers in its deprived state. This dim glow bounced sharply off the congregation's backs; straight and tight; allowing no movement to be made seen. With this near constant lack of activity, the only true sign of life within the space was the neon red spark of his eyes, snapping over each member briefly as though searching for some sign of discontentment; something that would no doubt be crushed upon discovery.
Those eyes ran quickly over the faces a second time before shifting to the darkest side of the room, where the door; huge and solid, was located. They remained fixed on that spot for some time, never blinking and never losing
A Question Of Character: 2~A Question Of Character~
The rain of the sun pouring down
Erases footprints on thin ice
Do not fear deception
The world already lies atop deception
Whatever his appearance might suggest, he was most definitely not a child.
Certainly, he was renowned for being the youngest captain that the Soul Society had ever seen, but if the definition of a child was a being exceeding the age of a hundred, then an elderly human hoping to glean some respect from their advancement in years would be sorely disappointed. After all, if one could still be labelled an infant after existing for over a century, then the wisdom and experience that mortals prided themselves on gaining for surviving so long would count for nil.
Even he, who attained this highest rank of achievement with such ease, often found that his ability was questioned on one too many an occasion. The odd snide remark about his height or age was not uncommon, but that did not make
A Question Of CharacterA Question of Character
There is no meaning to our world.
There is no meaning to those of us living there.
We meaningless beings ponder the world,
Though the realization of meaninglessness
itself means nothing.
Ulquiorra Cifer (Schiffer)
It was in his nature, so they said; not to feel. Not once had he ever been seen to smile. Not once had he ever frowned. He was void of all emotion, hardly a sentient being for all of the personality he exuded. A machine. A useful object created by its master to serve a singular purpose.
In his case: to kill.
This was easy enough to see in his every move; there was something predatory in his stance; threatening. The elegance with which he moved bore an air of tense patience, as if waiting, watching; always ready for attack.
He expected one.
He had never been seen to relax at any point in his existence, save for a characteristic habit of burying his hands in his pockets. As far as his comrades knew, he was what he appeared to be; cold, aloof
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