Kuchiki Byakuya

...interesting, but I fail to see how one would defend against something of that sort.

( [Private to Shuro] )


[[Don't mind him, he'd been leaning out the window attempting to use his zanpakuto's release against Ms. Dinosaur... but it wasn't made to work against shadows and Heartless, just Hollows and other people.]]

I do not find this amusing in the least. A tail can be concealed beneath clothing, but how, exactly, am I to hide rabbit ears? ...and was it necessary that they be pink?

Whoever is currently in possession of my kenseikan, it would be in your best interests to return them.




And to a particular individual... if you so much as aspired to harm Ishida Uryuu, Tsukasa Shuro or Kusano following our encounter, I will find you, and I will be more than willing to reciprocate the favor you so "graciously" extended toward myself.

This is disgusting.

I don't care if I'm borrowing a curtain, rug, or tablecloth from one of the common areas and utilizing Shunpo to acquire new clothing, I will not be reduced to rice paper and whatever that cloyingly sweet-smelling substance was.. and I do not appreciate having my kenseikan and scarf replaced with hollowed chocolate and some sort of red braided candy.


...speaking of venturing beyond the premises, I suppose I owe Tsukasa-san an apology.





[[Shuro, you're probably gonna have a visitor who's none too happy to be wearing human clothes but will not set foot in his own room because he thinks it's gross. He'll probably flit between Shuro's and Chibi's rooms for a while and crash on a couch in one of the common rooms to avoid his own room.]]

Larxene.

You strove to assault one who had done nothing to merit such actions and as such, you will pay for that affront.






[[He's just slightly pissed. Shuro is important to Ishida who is important to him because Ishida is a friend of Ichigo who was able to aid Rukia where he could not... and thus Shuro is important to him by association. Byakuya's mind works in mysterious ways that 9 times out of 10 revolve around pride and honor. To him, this is his way of restoring Shuro's honor.]]

Why is there a Rokubantai banner in here? I know this isn't Grandfather's room because I don't remember him having a girly wall-hanging like that one, and this isn't the manor house or even the barracks! There are too many floors and the walls are all wrong and Seireitei doesn't look like that.

Demon Cat, if kidnapping is your idea of "playing", then I'm ordering Grandfather to make sure you never set foot within the grounds of the Kuchiki estate again!



But... Grandfather's scarf is in here. He wouldn't just leave it somewhere, it's too expensive to throw around like that. Come to think of it, I don't think he'd leave his haori either.




. . . and where did the little kid come from?

How does one go about creating a filter upon their entries to avoid unnecessary individuals from obtaining access to the information within?


[EDIT] Tsukasa-san, accompany Ishida Uryuu to an amusement park.

Why is it that of everyone from my own world who has passed through here, there is only a child and myself that remain? I would vastly prefer the stark landscape and uncomfortable reiatsus of the Hollows that dwell within Hueco Mundo to the inconsiderate trash that wander the city streets. Is it really that difficult to address one properly when speaking?

It happens to be a hakama, not a skirt. There is a difference between the two.

They are not barrettes, and I do not wear them to keep my hair out of my face as evidenced by the fact that my hair is not held back by their presence. They are kenseikan. I wear them because they are a mark of nobility as the head of my clan.

I do not take kindly to being addressed as "honey", "sweetie", or "baby" by those I know let alone those I do not. If my own wife did not address myself as such, I do not wish to hear it from random strangers.

My hair has been the same length for as long as I can remember. The fact that it is long does not mean I am a woman, nor does it mean that I prefer the company of men.

I will not tolerate any advances made upon myself, no matter how much is offered. Any attempts to press the issue or attempts at force will be dealt with swiftly, painfully, and will result in the loss of limbs if not life. I am not above utilizing Senka, Kidou and Senbonzakura itself on a would-be assailant.


...perhaps attempting to take a walk was a bad idea.


[[Edited because I R DUM. When I thought about it, if the guy's gotta use a tablet with text recognition because his job doesn't require computer usage thus he wouldn't be familiar with them, he really wouldn't know how to set things to private.]]

. . . fifty-one years.




Shihouin Yoruichi-san. I am going to assume you are still in residence as I can still sense your reiatsu.

I know that it was my decision to insist you refrain from inflicting your presence upon myself, but... could you make an exception this once? Under normal circumstances, work would take precedence and leave myself with little time to remember, but there is nothing here which demands my attention aside from a child who insisted upon staying with me, and there are only two here whom I would consider looking to for a distraction: yourself and Tsukasa Shuro, but the latter has made it fairly clear that she does not wish to be bothered.

I hope events of the past few days were not supposed to provide some sort of learning experience, as it would have fallen short of its intended goal.









. . . and whatever became of Ishida Uryuu?

I promised that I would search, but how does one begin to look for someone if the only information they have is a name? ...I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try, though.






If anyone could kindly provide me with any information as to the whereabouts of Tsukasa Shuro, it would be greatly appreciated.

Tsukasa-san, I trust you do not intend to renege on our agreement.

. . . the current situation is a joke, correct?

Countless Shinigami in Seireitei, and yet this establishment insisted on acquiring that one. Why does this feel like a perverse form of "retribution" for imagined slights I supposedly committed in the past?

Yamada Hanatarou's reiatsu disappeared, and with him, several others as well.

...perhaps now he'll be capable of completing the task that was assigned to him and aid in Rukia's recovery.

Tsukasa-san, that was a... most unexpected gift, yet I am uncertain what was done to merit such benevolence.

...so that's what karaoke is. I don't understand how people can enjoy that sort of thing. They get up in front of a room full of people and shriek like wounded animals that need to be put out of their misery while those around them cheer and applaud. Either they're genuinely enjoying that horrific squawking or they're praying that they'll shut up and go away if they rejoice loudly enough.

Or maybe they're celebrating the loss of their hearing?

Why does my head hurt? Is it supposed to hurt like this? I don't remember the last time I felt like this. Was it when I fell off the roof while chasing the Demon Cat? Maybe after Bankai training? Or when... no, Renji, I didn't take your cookies. I don't even LIKE cookies! Why are you eating cookies anyway? Just how much energy does someone have to use up before they force themselves to consume massive quantities of flour, sugar, vanilla, and whatever else go into making those things? What would possess someone to want to eat that in the first place?

Should I be feeling like I want to throw up if I didn't eat anything? I don't remember using any spirit energy so I shouldn't have needed to eat anything, but then why do I feel sick? I should've stayed in bed and not listened to that girl who was Hitsugaya-san's boyfriend... and where are my kenseika-- okay, don't stand up. Don't move too quickly. Don't fall off the chair. Maybe I should've been sitting on the floor instead because that's a long way to fall. Don't look down.

Vertigo isn't good.

Alright, the floor is better. I escaped the Chair but I think the bed just moved because it's a lot higher than it was before. I could take a shower and feel less like death in... what am I wearing, anyway? I don't remember owning this. Did I get this from someone else? No, no one in Seireitei dresses like this... and I don't think anyone in Rukongai does either. Am I dead? No, I don't think I am... just feel awful. A nice long hot life-giving shower would be great... but it's too far away and I'm not about to crawl all the way across the room. If Hisana were here, she'd probably think I was either crazy or dead, but I don't think I am... if I were dead I'd be in the real world, right? But everyone says you don't remember anything when you die and pass over there... or maybe they do but they don't say anything because they don't remember that no one thinks they do?

I wonder where Rukia is. She's probably with Yachiru making more tunnels like the one I almost stepped in because the trapdoor she put under the tatami mat broke. Why does she insist on hanging around my house anyway? She's the Jyuichibantai's fukutaichou. She should be doing whatever jobs she's supposed to be doing instead of invading my house and inflicting me with her presence. Sometimes I wonder if she even sleeps... Sleep would be nice. My head still hurts and the room stopped spinning a little but I still feel nauseous and I think I'm gonna thrjggggggggggggggggggggggggggkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkyy




((EXPLANATION TIME! In Seireitei, hunger isn't something Shinigami experience unless one of two things happen: either they used up a lot of Spirit energy in one shot or they're turning into a Hollow. It IS possible for Shinigami to get drunk, since Ikkaku does it often, but... 1) Byakuya isn't the type to indulge in that sort of thing so it'd hit him harder; 2) Seireitei alcohol would differ from "Real World" alcohol in the way that eating is advised with "real world" alcohol while Seireitei alcohol would be geared toward bodies that dont' need to eat; 3) if there's something wrong with him, he'd want to know what it is so it could be treated properly, especially after losing loved ones to mysterious illnesses and not having any physical injury to blame his not-feeling-well on, so he'd most likely analyze it to death before ever outright asking for help since his pride wouldn't let him admit defeat to something he can't see. THUS... the result is an obscenely proud Shinigami who was "conned" into going out with Shuro and others for Hitsugaya's birthday celebration, and is severely hung over and dead tired. OH YEAH! And his kenseikan? They're right where he left them -still in his hair.))

What, exactly, is the point of creating a faux daylight with an absurd amount of miniature and multicolored lights?

This is not Hueco Mundo, nor is it Soul Society.

I suppose that I am to assume this... place... is the real world?

Regretfully, I'm not that easily fooled. Whoever is responsible for this, I suggest you show yourself or suffer the consequences of your actions.