Kurosaki's house:
"What is the meaning of this?" Isshin yelled at the reapers around him and Karen. Mayuri's men sneered at the two.
"Yes, he's in the right of it. What is the meaning of this?" The High King's messenger and Headmaster Yamamoto said appearing in the Kurosaki's living room where the two were bound. The men's captain calling it quits and destroying his expendable assets. Nothing was left as the men all turned into ash the poison in their blood working just as it was meant to. Nemu's brain still in his robes, its special container keeping it fresh and viable since the day he had failed her and she him. How dare she rebel against his orders! Yet it gave him some pride as it would any father, that she had loved him enough to dare to disobey him. There must be a way. She deserved another chance, but it must be the right chance. The right combination to undue his mistake. His bug on Karen had caught bits and pieces of various artworks and conversations that were very interesting. Finding out that it was Ichigo's book not hers had been even more fascinating. If nothing else, he needed that book. No Nemu's future self needed that book. He had to have it! That's why he had sent his men to capture the Kurosaki's family if not the book. People were much more forthcoming than what you could get from books. Plus, the books were not as much fun. But then Ichigo had suddenly disappeared a moment before his men could arrive, then after dragging those who were there out into the living room, he gritted his teeth together as the headmaster and the High King's messenger arrived to save the day. He tossed his tea service across the table. Where was that useless girl! "Ne..." Nemu wasn't there anymore. All that was left was the brain in the container that he refused to let go of. What was this feeling! Water dripped onto the floor. He would need to have the roof fixed, he left thinking, as he walked from his dressing room to his dinning. Refusing to call the droplets what they were. Tears.
"What is the meaning of this?" Isshin yelled at the reapers around him and Karen. Mayuri's men sneered at the two.
"Yes, he's in the right of it. What is the meaning of this?" The High King's messenger and Headmaster Yamamoto said appearing in the Kurosaki's living room where the two were bound. The men's captain calling it quits and destroying his expendable assets. Nothing was left as the men all turned into ash the poison in their blood working just as it was meant to. Nemu's brain still in his robes, its special container keeping it fresh and viable since the day he had failed her and she him. How dare she rebel against his orders! Yet it gave him some pride as it would any father, that she had loved him enough to dare to disobey him. There must be a way. She deserved another chance, but it must be the right chance. The right combination to undue his mistake. His bug on Karen had caught bits and pieces of various artworks and conversations that were very interesting. Finding out that it was Ichigo's book not hers had been even more fascinating. If nothing else, he needed that book. No Nemu's future self needed that book. He had to have it! That's why he had sent his men to capture the Kurosaki's family if not the book. People were much more forthcoming than what you could get from books. Plus, the books were not as much fun. But then Ichigo had suddenly disappeared a moment before his men could arrive, then after dragging those who were there out into the living room, he gritted his teeth together as the headmaster and the High King's messenger arrived to save the day. He tossed his tea service across the table. Where was that useless girl! "Ne..." Nemu wasn't there anymore. All that was left was the brain in the container that he refused to let go of. What was this feeling! Water dripped onto the floor. He would need to have the roof fixed, he left thinking, as he walked from his dressing room to his dinning. Refusing to call the droplets what they were. Tears.
