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exsilium2012-10-14 03:05 am
trickstermentor) wrote in exsilium2012-10-14 03:05 am
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[Here we are inside Unit 605, and Urahara is sitting in an armchair in his room. Since getting back to the apartment from the bunkers, he's tried to make the modernistic surroundings more his own; a scroll with some calligraphy hangs from the wall, he's somehow managed to turn his linen green and there are one or two odd nicnacs he's managed to unearth from somewhere, which includes the armchair he's currently sitting in with a very content looking black cat sitting on his lap. He's idly stroking her with his fingertips, while he taps his chin with a folded fan that he holds with his right hand. ]
Good evening everyone, I hope you are all in good spirits.
[He keeps tapping his chin a little longer, then he snaps open his fan with a loud 'crack'.]
What a month it has been! Those bombs really were a most unpleasant surprise, hmm? And as for that business with androids being in charge of our enemy, what a shocker! It seems that this world is rife with misinformation. That is not surprising of course, seeing as the whole of the world's history has been coloured by numerous dark and terrible deeds of deception, I am not at all surprised it remains the same some centuries into the future~
[For her part, the cat merely opens an eye briefly, her tail making a lazy, sinuous lash before stilling once again. Urahara brushes a hand over her head for a moment, his smile lazy and indulgent. Clearly we have a cat person on our hands.]
Did you know that centuries ago, when fine European ladies used to want to get the attention of a man who'd captured their interests, they used to pass messages with their fans? Just an ordinary fan like this one I have right here- [He turns his open fan once, then twice, showing both sides and just how ordinary it is]- and it it could be used to arrange clandestine meetings between lovers or express a lady's disgust.
[He chuckles and drops the fan so that it's open over his chest as he tickles the cat under the chin.]
I'm a big fan of ingenuity like that, no pun intended. But it does make one wonder... if such a simple, ordinary, every day object can be used for subterfuge in the days long past... what could our more technologically advanced hosts and enemies be capable of?
[He scoops up his cat with his free hand, closes his fan and then taps the handle against his lips.[Said cat dangles from his hand without protest, but when she opens her eyes, she looks distinctly unimpressed.]
[He taps his lips again.]
[She yawns, still unimpressed.]
[He brushes the tip of his nose against hers.]
[And abruptly the cat seems to have had enough. She twists out of his grip, then pushes off from his lap to headbutt him right in the forehead. Ignoring his startled cry, she calmly turns and walks off screen, tail held high.]
Yoruichi-saaaaaan, what was that for?
[And then he sheepishly ends the feed.]
Good evening everyone, I hope you are all in good spirits.
[He keeps tapping his chin a little longer, then he snaps open his fan with a loud 'crack'.]
What a month it has been! Those bombs really were a most unpleasant surprise, hmm? And as for that business with androids being in charge of our enemy, what a shocker! It seems that this world is rife with misinformation. That is not surprising of course, seeing as the whole of the world's history has been coloured by numerous dark and terrible deeds of deception, I am not at all surprised it remains the same some centuries into the future~
[For her part, the cat merely opens an eye briefly, her tail making a lazy, sinuous lash before stilling once again. Urahara brushes a hand over her head for a moment, his smile lazy and indulgent. Clearly we have a cat person on our hands.]
Did you know that centuries ago, when fine European ladies used to want to get the attention of a man who'd captured their interests, they used to pass messages with their fans? Just an ordinary fan like this one I have right here- [He turns his open fan once, then twice, showing both sides and just how ordinary it is]- and it it could be used to arrange clandestine meetings between lovers or express a lady's disgust.
[He chuckles and drops the fan so that it's open over his chest as he tickles the cat under the chin.]
I'm a big fan of ingenuity like that, no pun intended. But it does make one wonder... if such a simple, ordinary, every day object can be used for subterfuge in the days long past... what could our more technologically advanced hosts and enemies be capable of?
[He scoops up his cat with his free hand, closes his fan and then taps the handle against his lips.[Said cat dangles from his hand without protest, but when she opens her eyes, she looks distinctly unimpressed.]
[He taps his lips again.]
[She yawns, still unimpressed.]
[He brushes the tip of his nose against hers.]
[And abruptly the cat seems to have had enough. She twists out of his grip, then pushes off from his lap to headbutt him right in the forehead. Ignoring his startled cry, she calmly turns and walks off screen, tail held high.]
Yoruichi-saaaaaan, what was that for?
[And then he sheepishly ends the feed.]
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[It's soon to be at war, but Haymitch doesn't want to jinx his plan. If it doesn't work, the rebellion isn't going to ignite.]
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[Even now, it's frightening to realize how close Aizen had gotten to winning.]
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[A century of exile will do that to a person.]
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I take it you don't have the best opinion of our hosts either--I've been hearing that quite a lot.
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Still. I'd just as soon rather be home.