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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 11, 2018 7:29:30 GMT

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Post by Tanya Wyrdhaven on Sept 11, 2018 7:29:30 GMT

Getting Sasha to go to Admond's Bar again was pretty simple. They'd already met at her place and she'd simply informed the girl that there was a meeting tonight. If the girl wanted to learn more about what Tanya did when she wasn't at work, she was welcome to come and fill in on some of that information. Additionally they'd be in a different room than the previous time, it helped to prevent any would-be eavesdroppers figuring out what Tanya used the karaoke bar for. That and it made her look like she didn't have distinct preferences. The only people who might consider her a regular would likely be the long term employees. This meeting would be a bit different than their first as Tanya intended to introduce Sasha properly into her organization through RUPERT SCHULZE

On the other hand Tanya happened upon someone who seemed to be of pure Quincy blood but didn't appear to have any affiliation with other Quincy she'd previously met. Nor did it seem like she was a member of the Wandenreich. Tanya'd decided to change that, chatting the woman up and discovering her name to be Abha Bhattacharya . Playing herself off as just another regular person, Tanya managed to subtly slip her calling card into one of the woman's pockets. Should she read it it would go as follows:

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Name: Messenger's Calling Card
Class: Reishi Techniques
Tier: II
Type: Illusion (OoCombat Only)
Range: Self
Description: Through her long service record under the Wandenreich, Tanya has developed a means with which to secretly communicate her recruitment interests to potential advocates to further help the Wandenreich agenda and bring them closer to overthrowing the Gotei 13. By focusing Reishi particles into a thin space, Tanya is able to create small businesslike cards similar to the physical ones she distributes for her Auto Repair business. The cards only show their hidden messages to those she has deemed to be potential recruits for Wandenreich. Once the target acts upon the instructions portrayed on the card, or forty-eight hours pass without action, the illusory cards vanish without a trace

I KNOW WHAT YOU SEEK
WANT TO PARTAKE?
7:30PM AT ADMOND'S BAR ROOM 5

Simple and clear. This card, while blank on the first visible side, would reveal it's message to Abha upon being turned over. It was up to her to act upon it from that point onward.

She'd sent word to Rupert Schulze earlier that day, telling him to meet her at 7:30PM at Admond's bar, in the private number 5 room. She had something she much liked to discuss with him, either in private or in the presence of the new recruits if they seemed or proved capable of keeping secrets as they were. It wouldn't hurt her status to inquire about the current process, events, and other general or important goings on within Soul Society. Barring her recruitment efforts, Tanya really did want to see if she could be permitted to take leave of her recruiting efforts for a while and focus a bit more strongly on her own training efforts back in Schatten Bereich.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 13, 2018 0:47:27 GMT via mobile

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Attire must befit where one goes, basing how one desires to be perceived. Certain situations required colorful clothing attractive to the eye, while today’s caused for a simpler, mysterious sort. A pale blue shirt fitted well for Sasha’s slender frame, remaining just loose enough for flexibility and comfort. Her black over shirt reminds unbuttoned. Black short-shorts and long blacksnd blue, knee high stockings almost completed her outfit. The final touch being laceless shoes.

Same place, same people; Same Sasha grumpily frowning at Tanya’s venue choices. Hands remained inside shirt pockets while ignoring the forever, unfortunate, lasting stench of booze and horrific singing. Straightlaced expression, unreadable, unsure what she could be thinking. Coming into the room she shook her head at Tanya, pulling out her phone and typed.

“Do you have another place?”

She shook her head, giving a faint smile as a means to pick on Tanya. A new phone. Different model but one used for specific situations like this. It was of the same basic design, same company too. The difference being this phone had a different number along with other features that would be handy.

“Hey.”

“Set up a different phone. It’s for things like this.”

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 13, 2018 17:21:36 GMT

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Post by RUPERT SCHULZE on Sept 13, 2018 17:21:36 GMT

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Rupert was chronically punctual as usual. His approach was accompanied by the sound of clicking heels. Each movement he performed with his massive body was like lock-work. The man was a well greased machine, his stoic face and perfectly ironed clothes a sign of his severity. Frau Wyrdhaven had invited him to join her in inducting the new recruits and of course, he had been interested to meet the ones she had found, as well as examine Tanya's own working practices.

He swept into the booth with no hesitation or second thoughts. A single arm was held behind his back, and his blue eyes surveyed the scene before him. He saluted Frau Wyrdhaven and expected the same in kind, before seating himself, placing down a glass of flaxen weissbier he had purchased from the bar upon the table.

"Frau Wyrdhaven, it is congenial to be meeting here this evening. And you, young lady, must be Sasha." he quizzed, taking a sip of bier, an icy gaze boring into her skull. He had been alerted to the fact that she was not particularly communicative, but he expected good things from her. The shinigami were mobilizing and it would be pleasant to have some more humans and Quincy on side, and fewer of the disgusting hollows that had joined them, such as Herr Yamada, and Frau Olivarez.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 14, 2018 19:41:21 GMT

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Post by Abha Bhattacharya on Sept 14, 2018 19:41:21 GMT

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We're dancing

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with my hands

around your heart

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It was a strange series of events that had led Abha towards a meeting ground. Hell, it practically fell into her lap (or pocket to be more accurate). It all occurred by sheer circumstance, eventually leading to a mechanic slipping a card onto her person while she had her vehicle repaired. Normally one would be angered at striking a pothole and leading it to busting a tire wide open. Guess this was the one instance where it was actually a positive. As cryptic and vague as the message was, the woman almost immediately knew what it was about. Even as the reishi vanished the hint towards the resurgence of her race was quite clear. She would be an idiot to turn invitation down.

That being said, the woman was fashionably late and the last to arrive. This wasn't intentional. Her driver merely had gotten lost a couple times. He would be fired once she returned home. First a pot hole and now this?! There were plenty who would be far more qualified. That's what she got for hiring non-Quincy. Pathetic beings the rest of them. With a scoff spread across her face as the driver let her out, she made her way towards the bar and found Room 5.

Doing her best to make as good of an impression as she could, Abha dressed quite formally. She wore a very nicely fitted pant suit that hugged her curves nicely but flexible enough that she could fight if she was required to. Ginto lined various concealed pockets while her "cross" hung discretely from her left earlobe. Nodding her head towards the mechanic, her eyes roamed over the two other individuals in the room. Her only thought was 'why is there a human here?' Her mind couldn't even fathom why such a proud organization would even want such filth among their ranks.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 15, 2018 1:29:34 GMT

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Post by Tanya Wyrdhaven on Sept 15, 2018 1:29:34 GMT

"Looks like you're the first one to arrive." Tanya nodded and waved at Sasha when she entered into the closed off karaoke room. "Sure there are other places but for meetings like this one it is the only place I've found where one can dress as casually or as formally as they want and not look suspicious about it." The mechanic humored Sasha's obvious aversions to wanting to enter into a karaoke bar when she herself could not speak. Tanya thought for a moment. Was the old phone no longer working? She didn't recall their training ever damaging it beyond repair... Then again the girl was still young and it seemed like the new age generations liked to keep things as fresh as possible. "Looks good" She responded simply at Sasha's acquisition of a new phone. "Have a seat. The rest of them should be here shortly." Waving to the available seating, Tanya picked up the drink she'd ordered and took a swig of it.

No sooner had Sasha taken a seat, did Tanya's compatriot arrive. She rose and met his greeting with her own before offering him a seat. "Indeed she is." Tanya regarded Rupert with a smile. "Sasha, This here is Rupert Schulze, one of my compatriots. Rupert, This is Sasha." Tanya introduced the girl to the man who'd entered the room, and in turn, reintroducing Sasha officially to Rupert. "We've one more joining us tonight and then we may officially begin our meeting." Returning to her seat. Seeing Rupert again reminded Tanya of the differences in their demeanor. Compared to her, Rupert was by far the more professional looking of the two. On the other hand being less formal was an active part of her own disguise. She usually kept her more formal appearances for officially recognized and scrutinized business procedures. For now she wore her usual casual clothing. A pale red short-sleeve shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. Of course her Quincy cross sat in it's usual spot on it's chain draped around her neck, looking very much like a normal everyday ornament.

Tanya felt a little off with the last person's arrival. Had she known they'd both be showing up in formal attire she might have suggested it to Sasha and worn something a bit more formal herself for this occasion. But this was precisely why she'd chosen this place. Formal attire or casual dress, it mattered little in this place whichever one chose to go with. "You must be Abha Bhattacharya. Please. have a seat." Tanya greeted the woman as she entered the room, offering up the choice seating arrangements within the room. She then made sure to lock the door so that no one could freely enter from the outside, such was the convenience of private rooms in this place.

Taking a seat herself once everyone else was comfortably seated, Tanya introduced Abha to the other two. "This here is my compatriot, Rupert Schulze. And this here is Sasha. While Sasha may be human, I assure you she is capable, and she has voiced, or rather indicated interest in learning more about what I do in lieu of my mechanical prowess." Introductions taken care of, Tanya turned to the console set out on the table. Punching in an order for some appetizers. "If you'd like to order anything to drink feel free to do so." Tanya suggested to Abha, indicating the console.

Once everything was ordered, Tanya turned to Sasha and Abha. "As the two of you may or may not be aware, my established connection here is my work as a Mechanic. While my skills as a mechanic are genuine, I consider it to be more a hobby of mine than a dedicated career choice. Also while we are here you may speak freely. There are security cameras in place but rest assured they do not record or save data at a consistent enough rate for someone to be able to lip read any of our conversation. That said, allow me to formally introduce myself." Standing Tanya took a formal stance and proceeded to address Abha and Sasha. "I am Tanya Wyrdhaven, an official recruiting officer for the Quincy organization known as Wandenreich. Through this meeting you will learn of us, our efforts, and what we aim to achieve. Should you decide to join us there will be a process which must be followed wherein your talents and skills will be officially assessed." Tanya paused, her face turning stone cold serious before continuing. "However, should you decide that Wandenreich does not fall in line with your interests or goals we have a process for that as well, wherein this proceeding and all previous contact experiences with us shall be wiped from memory. Our goals and aims must remain secretive for the time being and I do hope you can understand the need for this precautionary step we must take to ensure the safety and continuation of our organization." She didn't wait for a response or an acknowledgement. The two had already accepted these terms the moment they'd chosen to enter the room. Any thoughts contrary to this procedure would not be permitted.

"I will give this over to Rupert. He has spent more time with the official work than I and will be more capable at accurately assisting the two of you in understanding our history and what it is we wish to achieve." Tanya bowed, indicating that she was handing this portion over to Rupert before taking her seat again.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 17, 2018 22:01:51 GMT

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Post by Sasha on Sept 17, 2018 22:01:51 GMT

Rupert's entry was meet with Sasha's usual expression that lacked interest, but at ease. Soft purple pools that enveloped whatever they saw, molding over like room tempreture jello as to not give indication beyond just looking off into space. But like a gentle hand her eyes denoted the handsome man's features. Blonde hair and blue eyes, light skin that would feel pleasant across ones skin like fine sand. Had Sasha been able to comb her fingers through his hair she was certain her nerves would be tickled. The thought caused her blood pressure to slightly rise, sending an electrical shock across her wrist causing one tendon to begin cramping. Should Rupert look at her hands he would notice several scars along the wrists fingers palms and the back. Had Tanya told him about her hand problems?

Her head nodded when greeting Rupert, Tanya already have introduced them. Part of her upperbody too leaned forwards before sitting back up. Lips perked into a faint smile before coming to a rest. A gentle man whose collected gaze that folstered strength. Had Sasha the nerve she might ask Tanya about his personal life, but such questions were better for later. Upon his ear was an earing, similar to the one Tanya had around her neck but, once again, she'd keep quiet about such a thing.

"A pleasure, Mr Rupert."

Sasha typed on her phone and extended her arm so he could read the screen. She had, of course, made sure the brightness wasn't to high or low. Considering how often people needed to read her phone she made sure the settings were adjusted to comfort. Sasha made sure Tanya would see her phone too, but then began typing again. Her right pointer began scratching her cheek a bit embarrassed and then showed it only to Tanya.

"Once everyone has arrived may we order food?"

Ever since that day Sasha had arrows fired at her, one quite literally hitting her in the butt, her hunger sky rocketed. The stomach gnawed at itself, cramping and demanding food. That's just how she'd been. Likewise, the meals she prepared also had larger portions. Yet Sasha didn't gain a single pound.

"Hello, Ms Abha."

The new arrival seemed less enthused by Sasha's presence. Maybe she was in a bad mood or it was that time. Cramps for Sasha had already started to fade since this morning. While not wanting to devolge her cycle to anyone, Tanya was notified and how powers damapened because of it. At least now she didn't need worry about it. Furthermore, she began typing and directed her attention to Rupert.

"Might I impose a suggestion?'

The young girl was respectful, far more so than others her age.

"A white fish such as Turbot, Bass, or Haddock. Grilled Pork. I suggested peppered, a light, but suffecent enough, spice to match the flavor of your drink."

Sasha ordered shrimp udon with orange juice.

Tanya began her speech. Though Sasha had seen this side of Tanya before the whole formal thing didn't suit her. For now, she'd listen to Rupert and keep herself silent.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 19, 2018 21:54:31 GMT

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Post by RUPERT SCHULZE on Sept 19, 2018 21:54:31 GMT

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Rupert nodded to acknowledge the new arrival. She was an Echt quincy, he knew, but she was dark skinned, something rather uncommon within silbern. None of the villages near where had lived had been anything but fair skinned and haired, and so it was surprising that he did sometimes encounter nonwhite echt quincy, even within the upper echelons of the Schutzstaffel. It just went to show the huge range of the Quincy and the incredible reach of their empire, that humans of all colours and creeds fought under their banner.

Rupert was satisfied with Tanya's professionalism. A little wordy perhaps, but she hit all the essential notes. He listened respectfully, not attempting to undermine his junior colleague by interrupting her. It was when she gave him the floor that he nodded thoughtfully. As he was about to begin, Sasha flashed her phone at him. She was... Attempting to make culinary suggestions? She had a long way to go if she wanted to survive within the Wandenreich, with such a presumptuous attitude.

"Nein. Frau Sasha, I would be appreciative if you would not seek to make judgements on mine behalf. I have my bier; if you wish to eat, you may procure foodstuffs, though I will not." eating in the human world was a risk, who knew what was in any of this stuff. Regardless, her suggestions sounded like they would match poorly to wheat-beer, more like she'd read a white wine catalogue. When all of the food arrangements were fixed, Rupert would tell them all a story. Now he was speaking more, it was clear that he spoke with a soft German accent, his "w"s sounding as "v", his "th" sounding as "d", "r"s almost gargled at the back of the throat.

"Imagine if you lived in a perfect world." he told them. He was leaning forward towards the centre of the table now, and with a wave of the hand, he pulled some reishi out of the air, and unfolded a scene in front of them. It would be a spectral scene of rolling hills, of sunlight prairies, of people running and laughing and playing. "In this world, no-one dies. People do not live in fear of not being able to accomplish their dreams within their lifetime..." the figures move, and towns and cities spring to life on the plains. "For life is eternal. With no death, there are no hollows. It is a pure world. A gentle world." The scene he had painted in the air with reishi before them thrummed and wobbled and glowed with a golden glow, the people therein holding hands in a line. He spoke in a barely audible hushed tone now. The lights in the room seemed to have dimmed.

"After a golden era of untold time, however, some dark, selfish forces wish to take this perfect world from you." in the vision, dark cloaked figures appear, and shroud the land in darkness. "Five families, with a dark and terrible monk at their head, wish to rule over the world, and act as its rulers." At the centre of the group of five is the outline of a man with a bald head and a large beard, bearing a large quarterstaff. "They destroy the world you love so much, they enslave your God in order to do so, and they create death, and the endless suffering that it entails. And you and your people suffer the most, for the horrendous monsters epidemic in this new world, now you have been stripped of your eden... They can destroy your soul, making you permanently fade from this reality and all others..." the vision showed a holy form trapped and enshrouded in a crystal, and a rift shattering the world in twain. Monsters with holes in their chests and gruesome masks- heavily stylized versions of hollows- emerge and begin to feast upon the people present.

"You try and fight back, to reclaim your land, and combat the threat these puppeteers of sorrow have created, and in doing so they commit genocide against your people, reducing them to nearly nothingness." in the reishi projection, those present would see the dark cloaked people descending and slaying the remainder of the people from the perfect world. With a startling pop the vision vanished, only leaving Rupert's face, full of anguish and sorrow.

"Would you too... Not try and stage a return to the eden from whence you came? Would the world not be better without this division... Without this death and its caretakers?" He sat up straight, and the lights would spring back to full brightness, as he regarded the three women before him sullenly.

"This is the end to which His Majesty, our leader Lord Yhwach the almighty, aspires... If you share his vision for a perfect world... Perhaps you will fit in the Wandenreich. And in return... His Majesty can grant you with greater strength..." Rupert offered, dangling power before them tantalisingly like a carrot on a stick. He would await their reactions to his story, and whether or not they were intrigued to join them.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 20, 2018 0:43:44 GMT

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Post by Abha Bhattacharya on Sept 20, 2018 0:43:44 GMT

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I'm dressed

to kill and you

know that I will
○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○

We're dancing

in the dark

with my hands

around your heart

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The woman arched a brow at the strange means in which the human girl spoke. Or rather relayed information via text message. As much as she appreciated that Sasha held her tongue and not taint the sound relaying through the Echt present in the room, her silence was found particularly odd. This seemed to be an initiation of sorts and she dare be quiet in front of those she wished to impress?! And on top of that actually trying to issue forth recommendations. Abha wouldn’t entertain the behavior (or even her presence) any further. However, she was quite pleased by the response made by Rupert. She couldn’t have stated it better herself. But for now there was things that were much more important to focus upon.

Taking a seat on a fairly soft chair, Abha merely crossed her legs as she listened and did her best to mentally log everything. She deeply wished to take notes on the meeting and properly record every word her Wandernreich recruiters wished to relay. Her hesitance was only created by the words Tanya stated: they wished to remain secretive. Even though she knew that her personal servers were perhaps even of a higher state of security than most countries’ government organizations and that she would be joining their organization without any form of hesitation, she knew that they did not know that. The beings before her were old souls, but mind readers she doubted highly.

Once Rupert had finished his wondrous and colorful story, she simply rose a manicured hand up asking for her turn to speak. “His Majesty? He is alive? Thank the Heavens.” One of the reasons her family abandoned the fight so many years ago was due to his apparent death. Like many, they were lost followers without a God to lead them. Of course the Bhattacharya knew of Auswählen that nearly killed her brothers (but was successful of some of the other Gemischt in her extended family), but she almost found it hard to believe he was still within existence, let alone capable of ruling. Still such thoughts faded as quickly as they popped into her mind. Who was she to doubt the Father of all Quincy?

Standing only to take a knee, Abha would rest her right hand over her heart in pledge. “I, Abha - heir of the Bhattacharya lineage, wish to pledge my own and my family’s loyalty to the Wandenreich and its respective efforts. We have never ceased our training and it is our hope that His Majesty will accept our numbers amongst his ranks.” She let those words linger briefly before continuing. “I additionally will accept any punishment His Majesty deems acceptable for the actions and crimes made by abandoning his side a millennia ago. I assure our loyalty shall never falter again.” While the recruiters probably did not know of her family’s history, she did not wish to allow it cause issues within the future should it brought up at a later date. Scores must be settled before growth is allowed to occur.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 20, 2018 3:09:48 GMT

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Post by Tanya Wyrdhaven on Sept 20, 2018 3:09:48 GMT

Given their time together, Tanya understood the politeness with which Sasha addressed Rupert. Whether the girl realized her own rudeness or not with the subject of food displaying over her phone's screen, Tanya couldn't really judge. As far as Tanya was aware, this could very well have been Sasha's first interaction with Quincy other than herself, let alone one from an official organization who made it one of his goals to maintain professionalism wherever he went.

Tanya paid Rupert's story and display little mind. She'd already seen this bit several times in the past through previous recruits. Instead Tanya kept her eyes trained on the two initiates. It was during Rupert's explanations that she could easily establish their innate integrity. Ahba seemed to do the same. The looks she subtly shot towards Sasha indicated a judging nature. A quality not unlike that of other members of Wandenreich she'd known. It may have been subtle but Abha's hesitance did not go unnoticed in Tanya's eyes as she'd spoken. Certainly Abha was detached from the knowledge with the state of affairs they currently heeded. But even so, hesitation of any sort could be signs of a greater problem.

"Indeed." Tanya spoke but a single word in acknowledgement of Abha's acceptance for punishment. Tanya's eyes narrowed and the dark expression that hung on the Recruiter's face was icy and chilling enough to send shivers down to the root of anyone's spine. She should have figured as much. Quincy who Weren't with the organization were either ignorant half breeds or pure bloods who'd abandoned the order long ago. Had she said anything beyond the one word she might very well have hurt Abha's pride. For her, She would find that Tanya sooner trusted an unaffiliated human like Sasha before she'd ever consider trusting a family of deserters seeking forgiveness and acceptance back into the Wandenreich.

Tanya took up her drink in an attempt to ease nerves and relax. While she would have much preferred to deal punishment, it was neither within her authority, nor her right to do so. She found it neigh impossible to think that anyone would have the gall to abandon such a cause as theirs. Wandenreich had granted her the life she now lived. Though it was far from freed of the threats at hand, their efforts had given a chance to an eight year old Tanya that she would never have had otherwise. The devotion Tanya held to her work for the group was unending and would not bend to any suggestion to the contrary.

There was so much she wanted to say to Abha, but she held onto professionalism instead burying her personal thoughts and emotions for another time. Tanya turned her attention to Sasha. The girl was new to this. She was a human presented with a choice, one that would vastly change her world should she accept the terms and join them.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 20, 2018 9:47:31 GMT

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In recent weeks, Sasha's cullinary side surfaced more often. Time spent with Tanya caused the young lady to worry over her mentor's food habbits. Day to day Tanya lived off takeout and microwave meals, whereas Sasha cooked healthy portions containing nutriants. People needed proper diet else their bodies and mind suffered. The fact was reinforced by their training exorsizes, but neither Tanya Abha or Rupert cared for Sasha's suggestion. Their meeting wouldn't start until food arrived, so why did there seem a problem? Had Sasha's suggestion been rude? Sasha still had a long way to go when it came to socializing with adults.

Lights without sound formed before Rupert's hand. Eyes intently watched gold white and blue interminged into shapely figures. Much like a puppet show while holding some sense of corperial form, a state focused soley on the theator act. Had Sasha reached out she was sure she'd feel, but his tone held true to his beliefs. There was sadness and hope in his tale. Life without struggle or pain, a perfect world sounded promising. Sasha kept herself quiet during Rupert's speach. Even her eating seemed almost nonexistent. She kept herself upright, switching between sipping on her orange juice and differeint portions of food to savor the varying flavors.

An edan ruled by one called His Majesty, five figures taking away the very edan he ruled, an attempt to reclaim what was yours. Sasha had only partly realized she finished her meal, leaving herself with half a glass of orange juice. One leg crossed over the other and eyes lowered to the ground. The story hit close to home, but would Tanya realize that? Her face slightly tensed with half closed eyes focusing on a metaphorical thought before her. The strong citrus scent kept Sasha's senses from receeding into her own thoughts. Her left hand, holding onto the phone resting in lap, rubbed the phone case slowly. She wasn't ancy to speak, but collecting her thoughts and assessing them.

Sasha set the glass down, an imprint of her fingers in it. Where her fingers and palm was had turned to salt from emotions now shown on her face, but shown on the glass. The salt in her lap was dusted off, Sasha moving her hand to type on her phone. However, upon feeling an intention of her fingers had made in the phone case, and salt trinkling from her phone, she closed her eyes and released the phone to drop in her lap. Apparently she shouldn't touch anything right now. She'd glance to Tanya, hoping she could explain Sasha had only recently awakened her powers despite having been able to see spirits for years. But more importantly, she just nodded as a way of saying she'd stay with them.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Sept 24, 2018 18:26:34 GMT

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Rupert watched them hawkishly but not obviously, keen to read from their faces their intentions. The Wandenreich had no space for traitors, or people who weren't absolutely committed to their cause. Rupert lounged back indolently, sipping his wheat beer. He appreciated that Tanya had chosen a western-styled establishment that served proper beer, and not whatever cooky sake rubbish they had in Japan.

"Alive?" he asked, incredulously, in response to Abha's story. "Of course he is alive." he boggled. How could one with the power of The Almighty ever be defeated? Of course, the Bhattacharya family had abandoned them all that time ago... Rupert had been alive then, he had gone into hiding within Silbern just like all of the other members of the Lichtreich. "This will be our final war... The culmination of the thousand year blood war. Should we fall, there is no world to retreat to for us. Should His Majesty fail... We all fail and you'd as well fall on your own sword as bid retreat." Rupert warned her. It was obviously folly to assume that His Majesty would ever fail, however servants that were willing to follow Yhwach to the last, even in the face of absolute defeat, were necessary. "You would do well not to repeat the failures of your ancestors, Frau Bhattacharya." he warned her. It was evident that this was a kindness. Forgiveness was not a trait Yhwach was known for, and Rupert's effective absolution of Abha's family's sins was a sign of good faith that he hoped would be the push that she needed to turn those lofty words of hers into an effective and feverish zealotism. Satisfied with her response, he turned to the other recruit in the room.

Sasha on the other hand was a different story. As things stood, her strengths lay not in her power, but her frailty. She had nodded, at least happy for the moment, that she was happy to go along with them. But that wasn't sufficient. She would need further testing, and when she had proved her loyalty, Rupert had machinations that she could be used for far more insidious purposes...

"You are green. A novice. An amateur." he told her, the last of those words with a curious inflection upon the last syllable. "But that makes you useful. You are to tell no-one of this meeting. You do not know what a Quincy is. You do not know of his majesty, of the Wandenreich, or any aspect of our being." he told her, his blue eyes cold and serious. "Do you understand? You are one of us now, and we may take some time to establish your... Particular uses. But nonetheless, they exist." Rupert set his empty beer glass down upon the table, smacking his lips. "When you leave here, we are strangers. We will contact you when the time is right, and develop your role." he told her.

"Frau Wyrdhaven, you have done well. If there are any requests you have to make of Silbern, I will attempt to oblige." Rupert told her with a light smile.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Oct 7, 2018 17:33:37 GMT

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I'm dressed

to kill and you

know that I will
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We're dancing

in the dark

with my hands

around your heart

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Abha admittedly thought that some form of physical harm might befall of her flesh: a loss of arm, breaking of bones, etc. But merely all she received was scolding words. Though there was a sense of relief that passed through her, she did not make any action to show of such weakness. At least not for the time being. She definitely would have to have a strong cocktail or two before leaving the bar. Raising up from her kneel, the woman gave a slight bow of her head as if offering a 'thank you' before returning back to where she once was before. She would not sit this time around. She had already lowered herself once. The woman was far too prideful to do that action again.

Then the conversation shifted back to the human. Rupert seemed to have the same opinion of her in that the use for her was certainly unsure. One could just not tell where her loyalties truly lie. After all, words that were not audible didn't exactly have profound meaning. Anyone could lie through font. Maybe if she proved herself, His Majesty would restore her voice? Abha assumed he held such power. At least from the stories her family passed on through the generations to give motivation to youth who honestly did not even know of the devestations of war. Though, to be fair, she didn't either.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Oct 11, 2018 16:06:24 GMT

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Tanya noted Sasha's struggle to use her phone and looked to Rupert in her stead. "I scouted Sasha out rather early. She is only vaguely familiar with her own abilities right now but I do believe that with proper training to hone and better understand these abilities, she will be capable of harnessing these innate strengths of hers."

Tanya nodded in acknowledgement of Rupert's offer. "I wish to seek a break from my recruitment efforts to allow myself time to further my own growth and training. I fear that my stay here has hindered my ability to pursue such improvements due to the hidden nature of our cause. What I'm able to do right now is limited in scale and I'm afraid it only serves to hinder my potential. If possible I'd like to bring the human child with me. She seems to have no direct relations binding her to this world and feel that her presence here would not be missed." To an outsider's perspective what Tanya stated might sound cruel, but the truth of the matter which Tanya could foresee was that spiritual exposure and training, something the human world could not effectively or efficiently grant, might help in pushing along Sasha's development of the potential power she held inside her being.

Tanya then turned her gaze upon Abha Bhattacharya. "Do not take the decisions of this meeting lightly. While it is true you may have garnered reprieve from the punishments normally deemed necessary for those who originally abandoned the order, I do not feel the same way. In my eyes your actions, and those of your family should be dealt appropriate punishment within an applicable time frame if what you truly seek is re-admittance and a renewed and continuing service to our cause. And such punishment should be harsh and befitting of your family's crimes. Though it is not my place, nor my position to mete out judgements, do take note that it'll require more than a mere pardon to gain my approval. Do good for the cause, and right the wrongs of your family. Should your loyalty ever falter again, as the one who granted you this second chance by recruiting you, I would personally grant you and your family a permanent pardon from this life." Harsh words indeed, but Tanya would see fit to do nothing less, lest her own integrity as a member of Wandenreich be called into question.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Oct 28, 2018 13:44:36 GMT

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Rupert smirked at the hostility between Tanya and Abha. This kind of fierce competition... The fire to prove one's self was the lifeblood of an organization such as theirs. Rupert had seen it for years, and he was pleased that the young felt the same way. Nonetheless, Tanya made a good point that here, in the human world, her development was limited, and she had the potential to achieve much greater things back home in Schattern Beireich. Rupert appeared to weigh up his options, stroking his chin gently, before nodding.

"Okay, okay, settle down." he told her. "Frau Wyrdhaven, you are granted leave from this post. Frau Bhattacharya, you will take Tanya's place in recruitments. You will be given access to a sungate once you have brought some more recruits on-side. This will be the point you have gained sufficient trust that we will allow you into the palace." he clapped his hands, and popped to his feet, boots clicking ominously as he did so. He looked between them before giving a rigid salute, expecting them to all have gotten to their own feet and done the same.

"I have business to attend to elsewhere, and so I will bid you all adieu. God Nacht, mine companions." Rupert wished them before leaving with a swish of his cloak.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Oct 29, 2018 2:00:18 GMT

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Post by Abha Bhattacharya on Oct 29, 2018 2:00:18 GMT

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I'm dressed

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We're dancing

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around your heart

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Abha mentally wished to snarl and strike out at the harlot who dared insult her name and that of her family. The past was the past and she held no desire to have it be repeated. It was the will of Bhattacharya to repent for their sins and prove their worth. That is why they trained for eons for the upcoming war. The very thought that the some lowly recruiter dared to value the uselessness of a lowly human over a pure-blooded descendant of His Majesty forced bile to enter her mouth. “I would have asked for your opinion if I wanted it Ms Wyrdhaven,” was all the woman spoke as she shifted a fairly calm glance in direction to the mechanic. “Your time amongst the living has made you soft. Especially in the thought process that the girl would ever hold the potential to do anything worth value to our cause. She can’t even voice her opinion as if a cat had snatched her tongue. It is not my right to offer suggestions to Mr Schulze but heed care with this human. She might tarnish our reputation.”

Gathering her things, she gave a half bow to both of the Quincy. The sudden act of replacing Tanya merely placed a soft smile upon her lips. Perhaps he understood her careful eye? Whatever the case, she knew her recruits would be far more qualified for the task. “Thank you for giving me such an honor. I will assure you they will be up to your standards Mr Schulze,” spoke the woman as she to made her way towards the exit, following the man only to depart on a separate path. As she did her eyes avoided contact with the other females present. Neither were worth her attention at this point. Using her phone to notify her driver, he picked her up at the corner and dropped her off at her condominium. A lot was learned this evening. Access to see the Palace was the next step that she must take. Her father would be pleased.

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Two Monks, One Mute About To Scream [INV] Oct 29, 2018 22:36:07 GMT

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Abha's rudeness aside, Tanya chose to ignore the recruit's impudence. "I shall grant my opinions to whomever I please. You should feel honored that I deem you worthy of one at all." Tanya countered Abha Bhattacharya's statement with a cold and menacing grine. The woman had tenacity, She'd give her that much at least. Whether she could prove that tenacity to the order's favor was yet to be seen, but with more than a hundred years practice, the mechanic was very sure of her capabilities when it came to picking out candidates to join the order. "My time spent here has taught me much about this world. The many years here have served only to strengthen my resolve. We will see to the problem that is Soul Society, who only hide behind false reasoning in their self appointed path towards murdering the innocent."

Standing up, Tanya saluted. It'd been some time since she'd been permitted a chance to return, to strengthen herself, and to better prepare herself to fight for the order. "I thank you for this opportunity." Her standing, equally as rigid and official as Rupert's own. She Might not be in the proper uniform right now but she hadn't been a member of Wandenreich for over a hundred years without at least learning the basics of formality. She watched Abha leave. Despite her seemingly vulgar attitude, she'd shown through it that she could be serious. Tanya smiled. 'Let her be resentful of me. I'm here to learn and to teach. Our cause has no room for sympathies. Nurture your heart Ms. Bhattacharya, for one of these days your truths will be tested. Only then will we know whether or not true colors match our own' Tanya thought. Her features softened in appreciation for her resolve, though she would never allow the woman herself to notice.

The task completed. Abha and Rupert now having taken their leave. Tanya turned to Sasha and bid her farewell as well. The girl's admittance into Wandenreich now officially entering its trial period. Rupert had expertly avoided inferring their earlier conversation. He, like Tanya, knew far better than to discuss such sensitive matters alongside new recruits. Even this place she held for meetings could not be considered secret enough for such planning. No, they would meet later. Once she returned and the secrecy of their words could be assured. They would talk and discuss Tanya Wyrdhaven's plan of action.

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