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[ Sorry Sousuke - no boiling oil, but there was that one hollow storyline. ]

I can't complain. She found me a decent place with people I know, Scorched.

[ Not mentioning the others for Reasons. ]

Your's considering any particular destination?

I had been considered for that very game. [ But! ] Rescinded as of yet, however. You can continue to breathe easy.

[ Good because he has a you in another game already! ]

Well I'm sure if your mundane rethinks it, you'll have a warm welcome waiting for you.

[ With those Captains, Lieutenants, one Quincy, and well him. ]

It'll be so much fun, and don't worry too much about the Forge's tendency to broadcast your inner most thoughts for everyone to see.

[ LOL that's cute, almost as if they'd stand a chance against his ~~assholishness~~ strength in a fight.

But wait, he's not so keen on that last part. ]

Has it done as much for you?

It will be this month. It's already "planned". [ Yep he does the air quotes. And there might just be a little disgruntlement there. ]

Let's see the Mist can also mess with your body and abilities, give you delusions, [ - not just of grandeur.] kill you, and there are all kinds of monsters. Oh and there was that invasion back in October. Definitely not a dull place.

On the flip side, there's at least one other ~~would-be~~ god running around here.

[ The mention of monsters matters little to him, prone to obliterating anything unwelcome with a surge of that royal purple reiatsu on a whim. The mist, he concedes with a nod of acknowledgment, sounds a lot more problematic. Sousuke wouldn't write off any of Kisuke's real findings, especially in a pinch; the fragile bond of scientists and all that claptrap. ]

What are they called?

[ He'd very much want that person dead. ]

[ But just imagine it - researching the Mist while secretly plotting how best to trap each other in it! Hah of such things great frenemies are made or something. ]

Loki [ A beat. ] He's a friend of Ukitake-taicho.

[ Dude, that man can befriend anyone, Urahara is convinced. ]

[ Pushing Kisuke into the mist, i-it's not like he hates you or anything!!! ]

Unimpressed with Ukitake-san's selection in friends?

[ It's okay. He's all zen with it. ]

Not that at all. [ Seeing as how Urahara bought the man a lap dance (long story), he has no room to talk. ] He's just very good with everyone.

[ Seriously - harming one hair on that snowy white head will ensure a very large stampede of angry people in one's direction. ]

[ Fun fact, he actually likes Ukitake inasmuch as it's possible for Sousuke to like anyone. The man's ridiculous, but he's also. Well, he's kind without design.

And therefore a complete fool, but mrph. ]

That he is.

[ Oh-ho so even Aizen isn't immune to the monumental derpitude that is Ukitake Juushirou. ]

Is that a lack of derisive condescension I detect?

[ Remember back in the day when Mr. Lord of Hueco Mundo was a vice-captain and his oh-so dignified superior would crank out the jazz at a billion decibels? Ukitake's home was the only quiet resort in all of Seireitei. And he served tea.

He'll kill him one day if he has to, but he won't be overly pleased about it. ]

Am I not permitted my personal opinion on individuals?

[ Ah-ha, mystery solved.]

I didn't say you couldn't.

You seem to be labouring under the misinterpretation that I wanted to battle the Goteijyuusantai. It was a necessity.

[ And he was willing to follow through on whatever needed to be done in order to further his plans. ]

Slight correction. I think you would have done anything to get what you wanted. It doesn't matter who you thought you needed to crush to get there. [ A pause. ] If you really didn't want to, then you would have stopped.

That's why priorities were created, Urahara-san.

And we all sleep better at night, Aizen-san, knowing where are lives rank in yours.

[ Which some might even say that is the heart of the differences between them. ]

The irony in your condemning tone is still as thick as ever. My life would have been forfeit long before I became a shinigami had I not suppressed my true power. A life flung into the Maggot's Nest to rot as a potential threat was not for me, not at all. And you call me cruel?

Your lives are as precious to me as mine ever was to you.

It wasn't your power that would have gotten you thrown in. [ Power counts in how it's wielded. However - ] You're right - it is. [ He makes the consolation on the point because he'd never been fond of the Maggot's Nest either. Maybe some needed to be there or would have found their way to it were the laws different anyway, but if you treat people like criminals, that is what they will become.

He still remembers Hiyori's surprise.

His eyes close and Urahara chuckles softly. He had fully intended to change that until certain events. Mayuri was only to be the first of many. ]

[ Oh, Kisuke. Even as a captain, you were a stunning failure. ]

And you, Urahara-san, what an example you have proved.

[ A failure, maybe, but he's still the one who brought you down. So what exactly does that say about them both? When his eyes open, there's still a glint in them. Agree with everything Central 46 decrees he does not, but - ]

And none of it changes the bodies you left in your wake. [ His smile thin, razor sharp, but still a smile. ] Or the ones you intended to put there. [ Those who were not shinigami at all, much less any threat to Aizen himself. ]

I'd think you'd approve, Aizen-san. I only did what was a necessary, right?

[ Add an indolent twist to that smile. ]

[ A brow raises and his hands find their home in the pockets of his long coat. ]

They were of no great importance. Kurosaki Ichigo is the only soul I approve of in any degree, and he is all but my own creation.

Tsk, tsk, he's more than that.

And so are they.

[ The chaos of life is its own great experiment. ]

You should come by for that tea sometime. [ An adjustment of his hat then his hands tuck into the sleeves of his haori. ]

Spare me a lecture.

[ Hitching up a smile of his own, or rather broadening it like a shark might as he nods his piece. ]

I'll consider the invite.

Am I not allowed to have my personal opinions?

[ He asks, nearly repeating Aizen's own question, with a lazy grin to cheerful for the subject of the conversation. Though to the last there was a non-committal hum. ]

Tell you mundane, I wish them the best of luck.

[ And with that shopkeep turned to take his leave. ]

((ooc: thank you! I had fun XD))

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denounces - 2012-12-10 20:13 (UTC) - Expand