Consequences of Curiosity [Nori]

[alexv909]

A typical cloudless sky leaves the Soul Society victim to the blaring sunlight as the time approaches mid-day. Shadows at their peak loom, as the common quiet nature of the Seireitei has no intention of changing today. Though as with all days events occur even in their most insignificant forms, as small events play out without the general populace being none the wiser.. In confidence we take interest in one of those events now. A young Shinigami takes it upon herself to learn more away from the confining books and repetitive lectures, being told enough of what dangers lurk upon uninvited guests. Thankfully for the sake of her interests she is about to learn first hand the hospitality the Gotei divisions have to offer.

雨

the rays of light crisscross

夜

going forever without saying where they're headed

安
達

'Absolutely not!'

The defiant male voice said moments after the woman's suggestion. 'You think you can just waltz around the place and nose in on other peoples business?' The woman in question simply crossed her arms with a huff, raising her head as she looked away. 'I just don't see how reading books of that past are going to help me understand what's going on now.' The man tilted his head, circling his finger against his temple as a drawn out sigh followed, its simple sound sending a slight echo across the large hall. 'Only through knowing the past can somo-' his repetitive tone in his voice was quickly mimicked by the woman as she rolled her eyes in synchronisation. 'Can someone suspect the future, you have told me a thousand times.' a small smirk appeared on his face, despite her neglect towards the basic ways of education her obsessive attitude still left her remembering every word she had heard or read. 'But If I'm going to be fighting alongside these people I need to know what they are capable of, these books.. They only scratch the surface.' 'As intended, if we are to coincide with one another we must hide our troubles which could otherwise break this unity.' She lowered her head at the countless sound responses to her pleas, as she felt a hand fall upon her shoulder. 'Though to truly fight as one, we must be as if one person..' The hand left her, as the slow footsteps patted against the flooring and away from her. 'Such a contradicting..' She held her tongue, unknown of anyone who may be silent enough to avert her lazy observance of the area. Though she pondered over what he had said, and in the end concluded it as a challenge.

That discussion was a day ago, the event playing in her mind as she strolled a distance away from Second Division territory; its walls spanning the giant offices inside. It's Golden aura would make the place eye-catching to anyone, despite not knowing this Amaya's interests were peaked none the less. She took a seat quite a distance from the gate itself, leaning against the wall as her eyes snapped from one side to another as she observed the goings on around her, fiddling with her hair as the two standing by the gate continually turning their attention to her from simple habit. They were met with a cold stare, something which they commonly saw as a thing to avoid, though none the less a small woman watching their divisions gate ate away at their patience. 'Hey! You there!' one of the men said loudly to stretch across the quiet distance between them. 'Not a very good place to be sight-seeing if you don't want to get into trouble!' Their advice as if from one comrade to another, which it was really. None the less she giggled at the choice of words before raising her hand as a sign of acknowledgement. 'I'm just taking a break! I'll be moving in a moment!

[/color]' said her small voice in response, the two at the gate simply smiled in acknowledgement before going back to their own conversation, only for one to look up at the gate, the woman perched happily on its side as she peered over into the barracks.

'What the? What are you doing?' One exclaimed as the other looked back to the obviously empty spot of where she used to be, looking back with a shocked face to join his friend. 'The shade over there was pestering me, The shadow of this rooftop is a lot more reliable.' The two took a more serious step towards her, their faces cautious as they placed their hands towards their weapons. 'Relaxing? Or spying!?' Amaya didn't look back, only the sound of her pondering noises could be heard over her shoulder. 'Relaxing.' Despite her pacifist appeal towards the intimidation of the two, they didn't back down, taking a step forward as they continued. 'Well relax somewhere else! You know people don't like others nosing around in their barracks!' despite not being seen by the two, Amaya rolled her eyes and hopped off the gate, landing softly between them as they flinched at her sudden movement. 'And what secrets do the second hide, eh? Mutiny? Civil war? Prisoners?' The two's men raised a brow, tacking her as she walked between and past them. Funnily enough she had learnt enough from this moment alone, and the stubbornness of the Divisions were exactly fitting to what she had been warned of. She couldn't help but ponder over why such a unified system would be so distant outside anywhere but the battlefield. 'You know we can't just let you take a peek as you please then be on your way. With that speed of yours you could have been inside and back without us even noticing.' She stopped in her exit, turning with a confused look no her face. 'If I was some sort of spy, don't you think I would kill you? Or even reveal my activity's to the common watch?'

The two took another step, but now in her new direction as a look of worry plastered their face. 'Either way, we cannot know for sure. We'll have to take you in to find out.' A childish clap followed as she presented her hands to them. 'Go in? Oh if you insist..' The two looked to one another before looking back. 'We didn't mean inside the barracks..' Her arms flopped to her sides, a puff of air from her mouth causing a strand of hair to dance as she rolled her eyes. 'You really had me going there..[/color]' The two approached, seemingly by the tone in their voice more worried of their carelessness rather than the actions of the Amaya, she simply presumed it was what whatever higher-up's would do to them if word got out that people were prancing around their quarters. Quite frankly Amaya thought they were horribly exaggerating, their hands on their weapons, ready for her to turn into a giant witch and blast fire-balls at them. 'You guys really need to relax..' she said quietly as the two didn't seem to want to just let her walk away all nice like.

How did she ever get herself into situations like this.[/left]
AMAYA DOING
'SPEAKING'
'THINKING'[/div]

that's why I have to go to this yet unseen world

my eyes are being burned by a fleeting afterimage

wordcount; 1059
taggtagg; NoriNori
credits; ABSTRACT - template, NICO TOUCHES THE WALLS - lyrics

[/color]
notes; Because being an idiot is one way to get information, don't kill me D:[/div][/justify][/blockquote]

[abstract]

NORIYUKI HATTORI

and i will find the enemy within

紀之服部

cause i can feel it crawl beneath my skin

The sun glared down from high above the sky, its bitter heat scorching all that dared defy it. Yet today had it's fair share of wanderers, shinigami who wanted to spend such a pleasant day doing irreverent things. So they did so; running around with friends, heading to the bars, visits to old comrades. Such freedom they had and Noriyuki couldn't help but to scoff lightly; she was not allowed such indulgences. If not for the reason of her occupation within the Second Division, for the reason she did not allow herself. Doing such remedial tasks for entertainment never sat well with her, it seemed like a way to only dawdle, to get weaker; and that was one thing she would not allow to happen.

Her pace was timed, aligned and conformed to the beat of the others; two lines of Onmitsukido shinigami dressed in black. There was sixteen of them in total, four different squads organized into a march that made a single entity. Noriyuki and her squad were the four bringing up the rear, silent as ever. She had just come back from another task, another elimination of the terrible. Traitors were becoming commonplace, or at least that's how it seemed in her mind; she had been awfully busy as of late. She frowned, thinking back to how her whole night and morning were a long observation and destroy mission; for reasons unbeknown to her. Noriyuki never knew why it was they killed almost all of their 'criminals', and she never asked what it was they did. If she was honest; it was because she feared the answer, but she wasn't. So she feigned ignorant to seem unendingly loyal to her division. Deception was her forte after all, being raised and trained in shroud tended to affect one's perception.

The lines of soldiers took another turn in the labyrinth known as Seireitei, closing in on their destination back to the barracks of the Second Division. Most of them were silent, keeping up the facade their were known for, however a few near the front were talking about one thing or another; she could care less, even if she wanted to scold them. They were not apart of her squad after all, and therefore were not her responsibility to take care of. That and she would be insulting their leader if she stepped in now, it was his job to do. The heat began to get to her, and she finally resigned herself to do what the majority of her group had done; she pulled off her mask, wrapping the top part around her wrist, and pulling the bottom around her neck. Her face was fixed in annoyance, a result from both the heat and the lack of rest. As much as she liked to pretend she was aloof, the necessities one needed still took quite a tole on her mind.

They took yet another turn, finally in complete silence, but not because they smartened up. Ahead, were their destination was, there was a commotion happening. She could hear raised voices and angry grumbles, a scuffle no doubt. "Tch," she rolled her eyes, not in a mood for her divisions worst and incapable. She partly wished Sui-Feng-taicho was there to deal with it as it would no doubt be solved in seconds, but she wouldn't want to waste her leader's time. Yet as they turned the final corner, she realized her previous assumption had been wrong; it was not a stupid scuffle between the gatekeepers, but between the idiots and an alien woman. From the tidbits of the conversation she just picked up on, it was evident that this woman wanted to get into the Second Division. Noriyuki would usually jump to conclusions, dubbing the woman ignorant and idiotic, but she couldn't bring herself to; the gate guards were complete buffoons and could be the ones in the wrong.

Her red eyes watched as all of her companions tense, no doubt getting ready to assault the trespasser, and couldn't help but roll her eyes. Sure they had a reason to be pissed as is, she knew first hand, but starting a battle between the divisions was not something she was looking forward to. "I will handle it," she announced with a little force, trying to get her point across. They all glanced at her briefly, weighing the option. She was not the highest in ranking amongst them, nor in strength, but she was able to hold her own. Noriyuki did her best to hide back her surprise when they actually resigned to allow her to do so; she had been a victim of discrimination far too many times. She deduced that they must've been either too tired and annoyed, or wanted her to fail miserably. She could only hope it was the former. Without hesitation she tensed and used shunpo to appear between both the mystery woman and the guards.

Noriyuki arrived just in time to hear the unfamiliar woman voice a request for them to relax, and she couldn't help but agree loosely. She briefly glanced the woman over before turning to face the men who seemed to have an aura of aggression, ready to attack blindly. She grimaced at them, and let her eyes glare. They stood a good foot above her, but she still managed to look down on them. "What is this?" She demanded of them, furrowing her brows. They were quick to take notice of her outfit, and realize she held rank over them. "You both are acting completely unprofessional and irresponsible. Threats empty or otherwise will not solve this problem; do you want to start some fight between the divisions?" She paused briefly, allowing the annoyance in her voice to be clear. "Pulling out your zanpakuto? And what, I beg, would you have done at that point? Think before you act." She hissed, venom lurking in every word. The only real reason she was pissed happened to be the fear of her taicho hearing word of their incompetence. "Now be useful and open the gates for the section." She pointed briefly to the group of Onmitsukido, and they resigned themselves to their duty.

Not missing a beat, Noriyuki turned on heel to face the woman who caused all of this. A frown still marred her features as she held true to her stoic posture. Her red eyes glanced over the woman briefly, and she noted that the unidentified woman had enough power to no doubt be a seated shinigami; which meant that there was a slight chance she was here on official business. She heard the gates open below her and she finally spoke to the alien. "Hattori Noriyuki of the Onmitsukidō," she introduced herself, more out of habit then for a particular reason. "Do you have business with either Sui-Feng-taichō or Ōmaeda-fukutaichō? If not you do not have warrant to invade the Second Division, and it is requested for you to leave before things become anymore problematic." Her voice held a respectable tone, but still encompassed the threat. The sound of the gate closing followed her words, and Noriyuki awaited an answer; wishing for this woman to just leave so she could rest or do something worth her time.

NORIYUKI DOING
"SPEAKING"
'THINKING'

dear agony just let go of me

love pull me down hate lift me up

☯ wordcount; 1207
☯ taggtagg; Amaya
☯ credits; ABSTRACT - template, BREAKING BENJAMIN - lyrics
☯ notes; apparently so, though it's not recommended to be an idiot for health reasons, ne? xD disclaimer; i assure no one's survival.

[alexv909]

雨

the rays of light crisscross

夜

going forever without saying where they're headed

安
達

'Huh..'

The entrance of the new girl happened quite suddenly, and just as suddenly as Amaya had drew her zanpakuto in retaliation to the two close to drawing their own. She remained still for a moment just to clarify whether the presence was back up or a higher-up, and from the first three words, solid in authority, she knew who she was. She had arrived fairly fast, glancing over to her side she watched as the cluster of Shinigami filed towards the gate, the girl spared no expense in announcing her presence, Amaya gave her that much. The two men simply stared down at her as if one of them was going to lose a limb any moment, though from their repetitive bows she could tell that whoever was just in front of her zanpakuto was at least of some importance.

She seemed not who Amaya first thought of though, her presence spoke a different language to that of who she first guessed. A small chuckle forced itself out as the she wrapped up her lecture, asking them what they would have done next with nearly drawn weapons. 'Well they would have found out if you hadn't shown up.' She said calmly as she slid the large sword back into its place, resting her arm on it as it's hilt rested inches above her waist. 'Can't say I'm not slightly to blame though, not wearing my formals properly wasn't very kind of me.' she said as she looked to her crimson patterned material which frisked and swayed along with her barely attached Shinigami robes.

The event had been averted, the two left to slouch behind the crowd going through the gate as the woman spun to Amaya's attention, with a quick examination up and down as she tied up her robes slightly more efficiently, she couldn't quite tell, it was only obvious when the girl now known as Hattori began to relay as if some sort of messenger. With a blank stare she nibbled away at her lip as Hattori spoke, pondering over whether it would be wise to exchange the formalities, after all she wasn't who Amaya was looking for. For some reason she didn't believe her, and slowly raising her finger she took a light jab at her chest, a bit more.. evident than she was told, she moved both her hands to her back and allowed them to grip one another tightly, her expression through the whole thing hadn't even flinched, granted it was a whole two seconds.. But she needed to know for sure. 'Amaya Adachi, sorry about.. That..' her head weaved slightly towards Hattori's chest instead of just saying it. Apologies aside this seemed like the kind of person who wouldn't dawdle over small talk. 'Sui-Feng, actually.' She gave Hattori another glance with her cold eyes before continuing. 'Though I guess I was mistaken in thinking she had come to me, your presence is a little less alarming once I managed to focus on you.' he eyes tilted off to the side, her mouth almost looking as if she was going to whistle. 'And obviously not a man either..'

Her choice of wording was all but horrible, though Hattori seemed quite skilled as it is, maybe she could help her rather than her having to hike around arguing with more guards to try and get some information. 'And as much as I'd like to 'invade' the place I'm more here on Intelligence gathering in regards to division routines.' She pulled a strand of string from her wrist as she quickly tied up the hair which slowly began to pester her face, and with a light bow she looked back with what she remembered being a look of curiosity. 'Would you be kind enough to share anything?' She wasn't sure if this was going to work, and if it wasn't then she always had others to try and ask. But they way people talked about this place it seemed almost taboo as to what lies behind the glorified barracks and offices. Amaya knew the basic story of the Division, even the more intricate parts as she does everything within the Gotei, that's what the wonders of reading and elders grant you. Though none the less she stared right back at the official Shinigami.

Wondering if Hattori learnt anything about her already.

AMAYA DOING
'SPEAKING'
'THINKING'

that's why I have to go to this yet unseen world

my eyes are being burned by a fleeting afterimage

wordcount; 725
taggtagg; Nori
credits; ABSTRACT - template, NICO TOUCHES THE WALLS - lyrics

[/color]
notes; And so the small talk begins.. But for how long, Amaya's being a bit too childish for her own good right now me thinks..[/div][/justify][/blockquote]

[abstract]

NORIYUKI HATTORI

and i will find the enemy within

紀之服部

cause i can feel it crawl beneath my skin

Noriyuki couldn't help it as her face contorted with her furrowed brows, clearly displaying her confusion. Throughout her entire speech, one she took directly out of book, this woman had been biting her lip. She wasn't sure if it was a habit or a nervous reaction, but either way it was slightly irritating. One should always present themselves the best they can, regardeless of any inner turmoil; especially if that someone was just caught lurking and sneaking around a taboo area. But what seemed to bother her was the fact the woman was unable to meet her gaze, and just stared blankly at her. Noriyuki felt as though she had wasted her words, as though she had just given a chance to someone who was clearing out bothering others for the sake of it. She frowned at the thought of it, she was not in the mood for any form of immaturity or irrelevance.

There was a brief silence between the two women, which was more than enough time for Noriyuki to gather her thoughts. This unfamiliar woman did not seem to actually have a reason for being here, or at least that was what her preemptive mind came up with. Which brought up the question, and the suspicion, was this woman actually a spy of sorts? If that was true, Noriyuki would not be surprised in the least. From her experience she learnt that the ones more opt to betray and abuse were the ones who never looked the part; and this woman before her, with her rather innocent look, fit the part. But before she could deduce anything more, or even come to a permanent answer for her mind as to the reliability of the woman, she was interrupted from her thoughts.

Noriyuki's dull red eyes glanced down at her chest, were seconds ago she was poked. She looked back up to the woman before her, who seemed intent on feigning ignorant to the action that just occurred. Noriyuki was almost inclined to believe her too; but she had seen it happen, even if the touch was too light to feel. Her mouth was slightly opened as she tried to find words to convey any message at this point, but she shut it as the woman finally introduced herself. That wasn't all though, she also apologized in such a vague way that Noriyuki felt shame burn at her cheeks slightly. She wasn't even sure why, but this Adachi woman left too many implications with her bashful words. Noriyuki glanced around briefly, letting out a breathe of relief when she found nobody watching them.

It didn't take the Onmitsukido member too long after this to piece it all together; the vague glances, distracted tendencies, dull eyes, and ... exploratory touch. The woman before her was blind. Stigmas were quick to invade her mind, degrading tidbits she had picked up about those disabled, but she was quick to flush them away; she was a victim herself. Her initial shock wore off rapidly, and she found herself listening to the blind woman; flushing slightly at the unprofessionalism and offhand remarks. Unconsciously she found herself crossing her arms lightly against her chest, glancing back between the woman and inanimate objects. For some unexplainable reason she found it awkward to make eye contact with someone who did not do the same back.

By the end of the unclassified woman's request, Noriyuki found herself shaking her head and sighing. There was so many things she couldn't believe she was hearing, and more so what she was not. One main issue she was having happened to be the lack of information she received regarding the woman's division or even rank. She frowned lightly, it was all too informal. Noriyuki found herself staring right back at the woman, musing to herself before beginning her planned response. "Sui-Feng-taicho," she started, emphasizing the rank of her leader still bothered by the lack of respect. "Is far too busy to be entertaining shingami such as yourself. Unless she has requested a meeting with you, or a taicho of another division has scheduled a meeting, you will not meet with her." Noriyuki tried to keep her voice even, but she knew that some of her aggravation had obvious got in. She paused briefly, weighing her next words carefully.

"Regarding your intelligence gathering; it is best for one to seek out such information through books, as it would explain all the information one outside of the Nibantai would need." Her voice was still edged, but only in a way to get the point across. Part of her wondered why she didn't just avoid this whole conflict from the beginning as it was not doing her any good for her patience. "And if I were so kind, I would merely be relaying the information from the aforementioned books." Noriyuki paused briefly, shifting her gaze passively and uninterestedly toward the wall behind the shinigami. She felt a yawn coming on, but she bit it back, ignoring the pleas of her body and mind for rest. "Now if that is all, it would be best for you to take your leave." She was going to ask if this woman wanted anything else out of respect and habit, but found herself against it. This Adachi woman seemed as though she would actually respond to that, and ask for something.

NORIYUKI DOING
"SPEAKING"
'THINKING'

dear agony just let go of me

love pull me down hate lift me up

☯ wordcount; 893
☯ taggtagg; Amaya Adachi
☯ credits; ABSTRACT - template, BREAKING BENJAMIN - lyrics
☯ notes; you're not the only one who thinks that, though Nori isn't any better; what a wreck her state of mind is. anyhow i wish you the best of luck trying to get anything from her, as she is a bit of a... ya... xD ps; ef yes, i managed to keep my post obnoxiously big for no reason~

[alexv909]

雨

the rays of light crisscross

夜

going forever without saying where they're headed

安
達

'Books are a worn method.. believe me..'

She swayed her hips, allowing herself to stand on her own two feet rather than continuing to support herself upon her sword. 'I came looking for something a little more informative than the old scriptures of past advisor's and leaders.' She looked up to the sky as if she could even admire its presence. 'The figures of the past are just that, I cannot learn first hand from those who no longer exist.' A burned presence flashed across her dark vision, an old man with nothing but words of wisdom to his name, though while he lives he still maintains the greatest wisdom there is. She was drifting away from reality, blinking a few times her blank face took a turn with a quick hint of superiority. 'So you would be relaying knowledge I already know?' She didn't intend to sound so competitive, though she had been locked away to read and learn for a very long time, she desired action and experience.. Something which she imagined she could no longer obtain from books. None the less despite Hattori's unique way of saying be useful or be gone Amaya was growing to like her, that thick sense of pre-scripted words which just rolled off her tongue, it almost sounded as if she was talking to a book now.

'It would be all if I had actually obtained something.' She crossed her arms, impatient as the woman seemed to be the entire division incarnate. Stubborn and discrete, secrecy being their middle name, and her sheer disgust for Amaya right not seemed to just pile up behind an emotionless persona, this was going to be one tough nut to crack. And being so rebellious as to act such a way despite the lectures she had been given against it. 'Even a conversation is a battle, won by simply making the right moves..' She dictated to herself in an old mans tone. 'Thanks Gramps.' She tugged against her robes, pulling them closer around her as a cold breeze swayed through the narrow pathways, wrapping them up to conceal her otherwise colourful under-clothing, looking over to the still 'patiently' standing Hattori. If it was formalities she wanted, then she'd get some. 'You seem to have taken this the wrong way, I'm sure Sui-Feng-taicho is more than proud of a by the book little soldier like yourself.' She bowed lightly, even though it was not needed. 'Amaya Adachi, First Division.'

'I'm sorry to say I don't exactly hold any rank above that, though you seemed a little in conflict with what you were dealing with here.' she held a little grin as she circled Hattori, quite out of the blue to be honest but, she felt if there was so much resistance against her learning about what was inside the division, the least the could do was learn what came out of it. 'So was that little group yours? Had quite a interesting set of Shinigami there at least..' whether Hattori decided to tail her while she circled to slowly took pace towards the side of the gate, leaning against the wall as the two guards seems to take steps to the other side and as far away as possible, the idea of what the woman was capable of suddenly being at the front of their minds. 'Well you seem high enough the chain to decide for yourself, seeing as Sui-Feng-Taicho isn't here to choose for you.' She would have rolled her eyes at the statement if she was in the right mind for the meaning of Hypocrisy. Her higher ups were like second parents to her, teaching her the best they could as they would any other, she wouldn't dare speak out of turn towards them.. Most of the time.

'So how about you tell me about yourself instead, if you are so adamant to not allow me inside.' She pressed her hand against the gate as she slid down the wall, taking a seat and crossing her legs. Though Hattori may see this as something completely unorthodox, Amaya saw it as the opposite. She would be honoured to learn about the ways of any division by a member.

Beats the hell 'outta reading about them.

AMAYA DOING
'SPEAKING'
'THINKING'

that's why I have to go to this yet unseen world

my eyes are being burned by a fleeting afterimage

wordcount; 708
taggtagg; Nori
credits; ABSTRACT - template, NICO TOUCHES THE WALLS - lyrics

[/color]
notes; Sorry about it being so.. blank, I have to try and get a footing with her somehow[/div][/justify][/blockquote]

[abstract]

NORIYUKI HATTORI

and i will find the enemy within

紀之服部

cause i can feel it crawl beneath my skin

Noriyuki had to bite her tongue as the woman began one of the more stressed tests on her patience; fraying the threads of her sanity. She absently wondered if she could just walk away now, pretend it all was just a figment of her exhausted mind. But she couldn't now, not since she now felt somewhat responsible for this woman and her actions. Eventually Noriyuki had passed her breaking point as the woman added insult to annoyance, along with an incessant pacing; could the woman not just stand still and shut up? Her hand ran through her hair roughly, a means to distract herself as her jaw clenched and unclenched. She watched with her red eyes, revealing more of her impatience that she had hoped, as Adachi circled past her one more time, and this time she heard receding footsteps. For some reason her mind jumped in mirth thinking she had just gone; but that would be too easy, wouldn't it.

Noriyuki resigned herself to following behind the First Division woman, still feeling slightly responsible for her no matter how her rationale begged to differ. All she knew is there was a capacity to how much of this woman she would be able to handle, and she was pretty sure she was beyond that. Snap. Yep, there went her sanity. She was led back to the gate, and wary gate keepers; probably one of the worst places to stop and sit. But she still couldn't complain; the woman had finally shut her mouth. It was a rude thought, and was not a reflection; Noriyuki just found that despite her voice being pleasant, much like the woman there was a limit to her tolerance. The Onmitsukido soldier glanced down, and smothered the small swell of power she felt for finally being able to look down on another. Clearing the rest of her mind, Noriyuki was thankful for her sizable memory; otherwise everything just said to her would've been gone. But on the other hand, that didn't seem like such a bad thing now.

"Hmm, I think it would be more appropriate if you left me time to respond, as this leaves me back tracking." Noriyuki uncharacteristically found herself quirking an eyebrow; and if one squinted hard enough, it could almost be played off as playful. Almost. But it didn't matter, the woman was blind anyway. Noriyuki recrossed her arms, noting how her stoic posture slowly degraded, before beginning to play twenty questions with the woman. "First off, do not attempt to insult me; my mannerisms and division are merely coincidental. It can't be said that I am who I am because of the Onmitsukido, as you; a member of the ardent and professional First Division, do not possess their assumed qualities." She paused briefly, dragging her eyes away from the woman in front of her and to her surroundings. Noriyuki felt paranoia creep up her spine, and she couldn't put a finger on as to why. In fact the only link she could put to it would be sleep deprivation, but she had experienced it many a time without the unnerving feeling.

The Onmisukido woman berated herself for being so silly, trying to regain composure she knew was slowly fraying and fading. She brought her head back to face Adachi, curiosity slowly forming as she watched her. Would she be able to tell? "As for your other inquiry; no, that section was comprised of many squads, only one under my command." She drawled slowly and placidly, her voice low and yet apathetic. "I am following rules and regulations, my personal opinion is not why you are not permitted to enter." Noriyuki felt the need to reiterate that, as the woman seemed to be placing blame on her for this; if it was allowed, she could not care any less. "As for me, I am unremarkable." She said simply, finding it easier than she presumed to lie through her teeth. The last thing she wanted to do, maybe even ever, was to take a dive through her past experiences and share her life with someone she had only just met. She could always pull it off as modesty if the woman pushed.

Noriyuki finally removed her dull red eyes from Adachi and rested on the door, shifting slightly on her feet as she did so. She allowed a frown to mar her face, as she tried to push the past from her mind; she wasn't in the mood for either self-loathing or self-pity as of now. She glanced over the kanji on the door, depicting the Second Division's logo. "It's all I have," she mumbled to herself almost incoherently before shaking her head; that was far too melodramatic in her head. She looked back to Amaya, and stiffened slightly hoping the woman was ignorant to her words. "Humor me, will you?" She asked rhetorically, quickly finding a way to avoid a topic of herself. "How were you able to gain a position in the First Division while blind? " She absently rolled her shoulders, erasing the frown from her face even if the woman could not see it. "I am not insinuating that your handicap runs your life, but it is curious; most would not even be able to function correctly without their eyes." Noriyuki found her mind placing herself in that situation, and surviving decently so. But then again, she had both muscle memory and was trained heavily to rely on more than just eyesight.

NORIYUKI DOING
"SPEAKING"
'THINKING'

dear agony just let go of me

love pull me down hate lift me up

☯ wordcount; 913
☯ taggtagg; Amaya Adachi
☯ credits; ABSTRACT - template, BREAKING BENJAMIN - lyrics
☯ notes; slight OOC but i can easily blame that on her tired state~ i can imagine a 'lil raincloud over Nori's head sometimes x3

[alexv909]

雨

the rays of light crisscross

夜

going forever without saying where they're headed

安
達

'Jackpot.'

Amaya thought she had done the impossible, as she organised her clothing as she sat on the ground. On the bright side, she had finally gotten Hattori to shut up for a few moments, ceasing the smart remark machine, and by the sound of her voice she sounded quite proud of herself also. Amaya had been going on a little, but in the end it was her childish need to learn first-hand, or maybe it was just her childish patience.. None the less both played a lovely part into making her sound like your top of the line pest to someone such as Hattori, which showed when she began to defend her case with some agitation in her voice. The point was that she had actually moved beside her, it was progress.. Amaya had made her mark.

She took Amaya's comments as insults, such a head-strong military mutt wouldn't be any different. Amaya had watched it before, the first division were the standing example of what people matched to the supreme, the reasons as to why had escaped her time and time again, she's still annoying after all.. Despite her mentors persistence to push her otherwise. It seemed Hattori read her mind, she almost sounded as if she was trying to defend her clearly apparent non-social persona, she couldn't help but chuckle about it, especially when she used her and the first division as an example. 'People tell me that if you pretend that you are someone long enough, the lines between this being and your true self begin to fade..' She placed her head against the wall, tilting it slightly to meet Hattori is eye-contact, despite her blindness she got the feeling looking at them generally around their eyes comforted people a little more. 'This work is who you are, both in actions and in character.' She smiled slightly, a compliment passing her lips forcing her to look away. 'And you seem to be good at both. I knew I wouldn't be getting in here with you around..' She looked down to her lap as if she was reflecting upon herself, Hattori did use her as the second part of her example after all, she deserved an answer to that too.

'I still see that line.. As funny as it sounds..' Her naive persona was more than evident at times, five minutes ago as a good example as she tried to make it short and sweet. She had the feeling this woman didn't want to hear any type of conversation, even professional. 'I see that as me holding onto myself, others see it as a reason against my presence in the First.' She took on a little more of a relaxed state, stretching her legs out as she exhaled sharply, allowing the tuft of her hair to bounce around from the current. 'I can't lose myself in all.. This.. I've learnt that luckily before it was too late.' As deep and soul searching as Hattori wanted to take it, presumably in a complete negative state once again, Amaya had said her piece, and believed every word of it. She could roll out her dreams of shaping this place, but that isn't for barely amused listeners.

Hattori at least had the ability to make someone smile, her sarcasm could be cut with a knife, as well as her ability to so bluntly deny accusations. 'Aww~ But a squads better than nothing right?' She took it upon herself to angrily glance past Hattori, as the two guards had almost been standing behind them after a gradual return. 'Ahem..' They had been spotted, and retreated in a lot more speed than they had arrived. 'Second division..' Her return to the conversation was met with a sharp self-confident statement, was she insulting herself? To add to the decline of her strong resilient tone she began to mumble to herself, Amaya concealed a smirk towards her true colours, mentioning it would only set her off again, she preferred her being Madam Discipline. The question then came which was, must to Amaya's surprise, asked all the time.. It wasn't simply normal for a blind girl to be so good at her work that she was even considered for the thirteen, let alone a division? She placed her own little sarcasm aside, Hattori seemed genuinely curious, Amaya wondering if this was a competitive query, or a doubt within her when it comes to letting Amaya in, in the first place.

'I'm a pet project.' From her straight-forward answer came no remorse or anger, though that is how she felt about her position. 'I show potential, though not the ability to personally see myself to be what they require of me. Don't get me wrong, I requested to be here. But it was more the fact that I was blind, that they let me in.. At least that's what I think of it.' She wasn't going to depress herself over something so remedial, she had plenty more pro's to con's. 'Other than that they think I'm going to be a good leader, they saw how good I was with Kido arts and placed me up with the supposed top dogs. It's only now that they have begun placing me in for service.. It took a lot of reading and patience to be able to so easily go about my duties with this.. Hindrance..' She looked to Hattori with a grin, closing her eyes to go the whole nine-yards with an exaggerated happy face. 'But they saw how good I really was, they haven't been able to get one up on me yet.. Not like being blind is going to make me any less awesome..' She had the chance to exclaim herself towards Hattori, and she took it as soon as she could.

'It's your kind of style I'm built to face mostly.' She smirked slightly as she checked over her choice of words, though it was true. She was being moulded almost into the first divisions little Kido machine. 'The fast one's who think a single strike is the best way to get things done.. The heavy-hitters, the rabbit punchers..' She tapped against her Zanpakuto as she lounged against the wall. 'I used to be pretty good with this ignorant thing too, though now its just more for show rather than a useful weapon.' She gave it a menacing scowl, almost as if it was doing one right back at her. 'Though I'm mainly back-up. After all first-divisions are just that even though most of us like to storm ahead like heroes.' She shrugged, spite coated those words, though no one could say they weren't entirely untrue. 'Before I know it I'll be the one to be dealing with first encounters.' She had put across hopefully that her service has been a small one, though maybe it was just what she needed to use to get something out of this. 'So, going into the field I felt like I should learn about what kind of people I could be working with or over in the future. Would you see that as wrong? Regardless of the little feuds we divisions seem to have amongst one another..' She scoffed at her own opinion, realising what she had just said. 'I tend to forget how highly respected us first divisions are..' A smirk was returned to Hattori once more, Amaya saw her thinking the same way.

'But that doesn't matter to you much, does it?'

AMAYA DOING
'SPEAKING'
'THINKING'

that's why I have to go to this yet unseen world

my eyes are being burned by a fleeting afterimage

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credits; ABSTRACT - template, NICO TOUCHES THE WALLS - lyrics

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notes; Nothing like a few answers coated in all sorts. Not to mention a indirect challenge <3[/div][/justify][/blockquote]