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thenearshore2016-10-08 08:39 pm
skyleopardess) wrote in thenearshore2016-10-08 08:39 pm
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Who: Yoruichi and OPEN, with one closed prompt
What: Catch all
When: 5/1-4
Where: The Near Shore, The Far Shore
Warnings: will update if needed
Amane
[The young man running the homeless shelter is tall and slightly stooped, with shaggy hair falling into tired eyes. But he has unfailing patience, and his smile never dims from the moment he arrives until he leaves late at night. But funding is down, and more people need help than ever, resulting in his desperate prayer.
It's hard to volunteer when people keep forgetting you're there. And frankly, while an extra couple of pairs of hands are useful, they don't solve the long-term problem.
So Yoruichi has something else in mind. She and Amane are sitting on a bench in the nondescript park where a government official accepts bribes from local businessmen. Yoruichi knows this because she's seen it on an earlier visit, completely by chance. If the man's going to take dirty money, he can damn sure put it to better use.]
Get ready with your camera. [she tilts her head, giving Amane a smirk] After this, the shelter should have all the money they need.
[Yoruichi the role model--teaching her shinki how to blackmail corrupt officials for the public good.]
Deliveries
[Carting supplies all over Tokyo isn't the way Yoruichi might have thought she'd use her superhuman speed, but it pays the bills. While she can only take a few small parcels at a time, the fact that she can bypass traffic altogether means she's faster and more reliable than standard services.]
Yo! [It's a relaxed greeting from the small woman as she enters, her arms full of a tightly sealed brown box.] Can you sign for this?
[Do you happen to have a job in the Near Shore? Then Yoruichi's got a parcel for you.]
Training, Oya's temple
[Ever since the fire, Yoruichi's been trying to get a better hold on this new power of hers. But she can't find much consistency in it. So far, she's generated storms, lightning and tremors, but even that seems to be random. Whenever she thinks she might have a handle on it, the power slips through her fingers, taking whatever shape it wants.
Power she can't control is worse than useless--it's dangerous to her and her allies, and unreliable in a fight. So she's come to a remote part of her grounds, a stretch of beach where there's nothing to hurt but sand, rocks and water.
Blowing out a long breath, she turns her attention inward, seeking that power she first tapped unintentionally. In a way, it's the opposite of kidou--instead of manipulating her own spiritual energy, it's like she's tapping into forces that are part of the natural world.
Her eyes snap open as that weird, discordant noise echoes in her ears, signaling that her power is kicking in. As she watches, the boulder in front of her seems to shiver, just before the top half dissolves into sand. Instead of lapping against its craggy sides, the waves now wash over its newly smooth top before breaking on the shoreline.]
Shit.
[It's a sound of quiet consternation. It's been a long time since Yoruichi has had to work quite so hard at learning a technique, but hell if she's going to back down now.]
What: Catch all
When: 5/1-4
Where: The Near Shore, The Far Shore
Warnings: will update if needed
Amane
[The young man running the homeless shelter is tall and slightly stooped, with shaggy hair falling into tired eyes. But he has unfailing patience, and his smile never dims from the moment he arrives until he leaves late at night. But funding is down, and more people need help than ever, resulting in his desperate prayer.
It's hard to volunteer when people keep forgetting you're there. And frankly, while an extra couple of pairs of hands are useful, they don't solve the long-term problem.
So Yoruichi has something else in mind. She and Amane are sitting on a bench in the nondescript park where a government official accepts bribes from local businessmen. Yoruichi knows this because she's seen it on an earlier visit, completely by chance. If the man's going to take dirty money, he can damn sure put it to better use.]
Get ready with your camera. [she tilts her head, giving Amane a smirk] After this, the shelter should have all the money they need.
[Yoruichi the role model--teaching her shinki how to blackmail corrupt officials for the public good.]
Deliveries
[Carting supplies all over Tokyo isn't the way Yoruichi might have thought she'd use her superhuman speed, but it pays the bills. While she can only take a few small parcels at a time, the fact that she can bypass traffic altogether means she's faster and more reliable than standard services.]
Yo! [It's a relaxed greeting from the small woman as she enters, her arms full of a tightly sealed brown box.] Can you sign for this?
[Do you happen to have a job in the Near Shore? Then Yoruichi's got a parcel for you.]
Training, Oya's temple
[Ever since the fire, Yoruichi's been trying to get a better hold on this new power of hers. But she can't find much consistency in it. So far, she's generated storms, lightning and tremors, but even that seems to be random. Whenever she thinks she might have a handle on it, the power slips through her fingers, taking whatever shape it wants.
Power she can't control is worse than useless--it's dangerous to her and her allies, and unreliable in a fight. So she's come to a remote part of her grounds, a stretch of beach where there's nothing to hurt but sand, rocks and water.
Blowing out a long breath, she turns her attention inward, seeking that power she first tapped unintentionally. In a way, it's the opposite of kidou--instead of manipulating her own spiritual energy, it's like she's tapping into forces that are part of the natural world.
Her eyes snap open as that weird, discordant noise echoes in her ears, signaling that her power is kicking in. As she watches, the boulder in front of her seems to shiver, just before the top half dissolves into sand. Instead of lapping against its craggy sides, the waves now wash over its newly smooth top before breaking on the shoreline.]
Shit.
[It's a sound of quiet consternation. It's been a long time since Yoruichi has had to work quite so hard at learning a technique, but hell if she's going to back down now.]
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I'm annoyingly hard to kill. [People have tried, off and on, for centuries.] And you seem to be settling in okay. How'd you land a job here?
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So am I, apparently, [ he says dryly. After all, he's 'alive' now, even though he should be quite dead. Flat and dead.
As for this job... ]
A friend. He told me I should look into this place. Apparently he thinks it suits me.
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Oh? Were you a scribe or something back home? [House Shihouin had plenty of them, as do most organizations in Soul Society. Their duties have shifted somewhat with the recent use of computers in the last century, but Yoruichi suspects there will always be a need for history and information to be recorded somehow.]
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Scribe? No.
[ What did Konzen do? It's not like he's embarrassed about it, but he doesn't think 'I stamped papers and shit' is really a good answer. ]
I did mostly admin work. [ Hey, it takes a lot of bureaucracy to run heaven. ]
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[Despite the way she makes it sound, she did her fair share. As nonchalant as she could be, Yoruichi took her responsibilities seriously, and was very, very good at her many jobs.]
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[ Tenpou is also the sort to push off paperwork. Konzen has a meticulous personality though, that is especially suited for this kind of thing. Even if he complains about it. ]
What did you used to do, 'back home'?
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I was in the military, more or less. But I left a while ago.
[She doesn't seem like the sort who'd do well in a rigid military structure, but the Gotei 13 is full of eccentrics to this day.]
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I guess that's why you think we're here for a war...