[Revolutionists][INV]

H"Of course" Said the Vizard. He genuinly didn't mind waiting while he took care of his business. It was something he understood well. Satoshi usually prided himself on his ability to be patient to conduct something.

His eyes squinted in concentration as he heard him talking to what was apprently his 'girlfriend'. He keyed in on the conversation a bit more, knowing he was being nosey. He always had a certain need to gain a perspective of knowledge to what was happening around him. 'An average lady, I suppose' is all he could think when he heard how the conversation progressed. Gage being interupted truly signified that the universal, "Girls are the boss" phrase was, on some level, true.

He also heard something about a suit. At first he naturally thought of a fashion suit, since Gage was still a mortal. But as he heard more he could deduce that it must be some greater use item.

He chuckled when he mentioned dinner with a, "Bit of a family man, hm? Pretty rare these days. I suppose that makes it admirable." He said it low as to not interupt the man's conversation, yet loud enough to make it apparent.

'Awesome' He heard. He nodded his head with a face that said 'cool' and murmured, "Sounds awesome".

'Ooo'. He couldn't help but get excited in his head when he asked how he traveled. He couldn't wait to try out this new technique.

His hand went up as he rubbed the back of his neck as if apologetic. "Well, a bit unorthodox but useful. Teleportation as it were. As long as your shop location is somewhere my reiatsu has previously made contact, I'm able to shift our positions to it. Or the scenic route if you prefer.." He laughed.

Satoshi brought his hand from his neck and pointed it toward Gage, upward in an open palm.

He said nothing as he reached forward, expecting him to grab his hand.

He enjoyed the man having so many questions about Satoshi's abilities. It'll make it seem less suspicious later on when he'll have a vast quantity of questions.

"Karakura town business district? Ah yes of course, it's where I bought my gigai's rather fashionable suit and glasses. You'd be surprised on how much lack of culture spiritual beings have." He spoke.

He shifted as he asked about teleportation, not expecting the rather sudden and specific interest in it. He could understand the idea of it being a rarity to individuals, but he would have assumed that someone with a Shop with information would have witnessed it. He seemed like the witnessing type.

"It's something I discovered not too long ago in my practice of the Shinigami's Flash-step." The Vizard said rather explanitory, as if he was teaching a class.

He giggled a few times when Gage became even more speculative. "It's a bit more complex then that. In order to travel to a spatial location, your body has to have had contact with that spatial area. Your mind is the entity that makes the connection with the location through memory. And memory is a powerful thing. Spiritual energy definitely has a part to play, but it's not the primary source. So unfortunately I don't think that would work."

It had already been a little while since Satoshi had stuck out his hand. He was wondering if he was ever going to grab it, so he decided to make the first gesture himself.

He made a deep throat noise to confirm he was listening to him. "Maybe. But concepts are what drive the world, Mr. Mekhanik". Nodding while saying so.

The vizard's hand had then went out for Gage's shoulder, and he placed his palm onto the side of his body that still had the remaining arm. Then with a deep breath, Satoshi began building up his spiritual around the body's of both the individuals. Deep gold with silvers of crimson had begun sprouting in sparks out of their body's, flickering into existance in the air around them as well. He then exhaled.

With this release of breath came a devastatingly large amount of gathered energy that formed into a sort of aura around the two. Gold light lit the area up like a football stadium. With this energy came a feeling of an immense amount of pressure building up in the head, as if you felt like you were going to pop like a grape. You practically do in terms of space.

"I'd say a deep breath is called for." And almost without any time to allow Gage to do so, Satoshi clenched his hand even harder on his shoulder as he tensed his muscles in a further concentrated use of the energy. The golded aura pressed down on their bodies with ungoldy amounts of pressure, but even more remarkable speed. The area around them started to shake and turn fuzzy as if there was massive heat around them. With the ground cracking, the pressure was now enough. With a loud

"ZZZZZZZWOOOT" The two individuals, and everything in a half meter radius was transported along with them.

Damn that was funny. The Vizard really couldn't help but laugh pretty damn hard at the Fullbringer's expected reaction, taking a few steps away while breathing rather heavily at the Fullbringer's anguish from the teleport. After they were finished teleporting, Satoshi had to take a few moments to catch his breath back up so he could re-communicate with Gage. At least he was feeling some sort of emotional joy, even if it was mixed with some pity for the man's stomach. 'Hah' He thought.

"I could never quite grasp the concept of driving. They always seemed primitive to me, but I suppose humans as a whole mostly are. Gotta' admit, Innovative people though. Oh and uh.. I fuckin' assure you that you've found the best way to handle getting ripped through space. Deep breaths." He lowered his head and raised his eyes at the last two words in a sarcastic half-nod, then raised it again. looking toward the direction of his shop. Looks like they landed pretty close for not being to the destination before.

He listened on about the lights.

"Thoughtful. Lets." He pointed onward with his hand and began pacing toward the direction.

"Exactly what I find walks useful for. Mm...but, Human's don't have the capacity to perform a vast majority of the things we do. Flawed perfectionist's. Sometimes the irony in this world makes you wonder how it functions..". Satoshi truly did wonder, but it wasn't going to stop him.

'Three questions, hm? Odd concept of asking questions, though I suppose as long as the three questions are more direct and knowledgeable then the one's Gage decides to ask, then I should get more out of this situation.' His train of thought proceeded. He supposed it was just to make a little fun out of the questions, but it still seemed a fairly strange way to set it up. Especially since he wanted to see his transformation at the beginning. Now setting up questions? Hm.

"Tria'." The Vizard murmured, 'tria' being the greek word for 'three'. Satoshi slowed his pace whilst shutting his eyes briefly in order to concentrate. Three questions...that was all he had for his first set. After a few moments of silence from thought, he opened them again and turned his head toward Gage's direction. The man pushed silver threads of hair away from the front of his eye, and placed it behind his ear.

"Hm..an interesting proposal. I'm going to assume they don't have a reason for being set in three's.." He said with a chuckle.

He raised his right hand from his pocket, and aimed his index-finger upward to signal '1'. Since the Fullbringer seemed good with his hands, he wondered..

"First question.." He pointed to his Zanpakuto. This question had always puzzled him since he only saw Captain Mayuri with an edited blade.

"I'm not exactly sure how extensive your building skills are. But! Well, if they're anything like your combat prowess with only one arm, I'm assuming you can do things pretty well. What do you know about normal Zanpakuto blades?

"ERather small living quarter's for a Shop owner. The Vizard watches the fullbringer walk-about his room gathering different materials for the two men's discussion. Two rather mysterious chairs that seem to be able to fold into themselves, unique. And...human juice, the Vizard loves that shit. He watched as he opened both of them up and asked him to sit in either. Satoshi pulled both of his hands from his pants to his sides as he walked over to the chair, pushing up his glasses.

"Much obliged. Aghem, grab one of those juice's from you? Humans never cease to amaze me with what they choose to go above and beyond with." He spoke almost as if surprised that the Fullbinrger had a chair for him. Upon walking in front of the chair, he bent his knees and torso rather slowly to sit down. The man crossed his legs and his arms, but not before pushing his trench-coat and blade aside from the chair so it didn't collide when he tried to sit down.

A sigh escaped from the White haired Vizard. "Well that's a bit saddening. I knew that much myself already...Though I suppose your answer was well within the confines of my question. Mm..Well, moving on. Thankfully that just so happens to open up the consideration of a win win offer, friend. I'd like to call it my second question."
A surprisingly sinister grin managed to crack half-way across his face.

"In exchange for allowing you to study the correlation of my Soul to my Zanpakuto's, do you think you could increase the cutting power of this blade? Safe to say I may not be the strongest individual in the world, but that doesn't mean I can't have the strongest blade." He laughed with a dull tone.

The man's smile faded slowly as he lowered his gaze to the floor. Uncrossing his legs, Satoshi leaned forward with his hands clasped together whilst resting against his knees.

"I don't think you quite understand what I mean when I say 'relationship'. You see, inner-hollow's and Zanpakuto's practically become identical entities comprised of two seperate mind-states. It's as if personalities are injected into-eachother. So in theory, there is nothing stopping you from being able to extract actual abilities from the spiritual essence of said-person's hollow. See where I'm going with this? You could form a perfect connection out of these possibilities....Alas..!"

His golden eyes reached Gage's once more.

"I've never been the greese-monkey type. My mind has come to attach itself to other hobbies.."

He spoke nervously, twittling his thumbs. He was thinking about the countless souls of innocents and hollow's alike he has come to slaughter mercilessly in his fits of rage.

"Well, if you can do that with my weapon..'possibly'. Then I can let you run tests..'possibly'."

The words left his mouth in purposeful allusion to the Fullbringer's earlier statement. Satoshi leaned back in his chair while crossing his arms. Looking around, his eyes started to wander into the different details of the small living space. Though it didn't seem he had need for a much bigger one.

"I suppose that brings me to my last question. When will you be showing me to these apparent 'loads' of files?"

It hadn't occured to him until now, but he had obviously been sounding a bit too forward with his questions. Maybe it was best to lay back as much as he could, this man seemed like someone who was more easily decided about someone's motive through action and result. He was a more simple man, but not a fool. Simple men are not necessarily worse then complex figures. Complex figures are usually unpredictable, and destructive. It seemed this man had a strong knowledge of his purpose. A good sign.

"Interesting...so it seems there are things in this world we both need to have a have a better understanding of, and some things we didn't know at all. All the more reason this is a rather fortunate scenarion, no?" He nodded, though only slightly in agreement to his own words as he leaned forward and casually drank while staring at the floor for a few moments, then looking at his drink.

"Of course nothing is on paper these days. I just assumed you would've known I meant digital files." He shrugged.

"I was a Shinigami after all." He said with a purposeful sarcastic tone.

He felt as though somehow Gage was extremely anxious to get his hands on his DNA, and something about that made him uneasy. At the same time, he knew it was the only leverage he had at this point in order to get what he needed out of this as well. He didn't know much about this man, but something told him that if he had acquired even a blood sample, it could go a long way more then just a simple '..possibility'.

"Sure, on the account I get to briefcase these files, in a way." He began fumbling through his trench coat pockets to find the electronic device.

Satoshi breaks out a rather thin, but very wide external hard drive for memory storage he had acquired from a previous meeting with an Arrancar. '..Sa..Cy..Cyrene?' He couldn't quite remember. It was a rather brief meeting, but the store she was robbing items from managed to have a few things he would be able to use. Plus it was easy. The human's couldn't see him taking anything.

Satoshi stuck the USB end of the external hard-drive into the USB port, and began using his knowledge of the Squad 12 computers to navigate through the human Operating system.

"As long as this is every file you have of the events you know about, the blood is yours. I've been specifically been hearing about mentions of extreme fights and battles going on, and then covered up in almost an instant. It seems the Soul Society has been good at that recently, and I wouldn't mind knowing what they are up to."

Satoshi's fingers began picking up the pace on the laptop. He found the command line of the computer, apparently called CMD.

He watched keenly as he started displacing files that the man didn't want Satoshi to get a peak at any time soon. Usually those are the kind of files that people want to peak at in the first place, but he wasn't about to start making so many demands as if this was a trade center. He had regarded his hard-drive as an, "Open book". His intuition told him he had far more open books then just this, ones he wasn't showing him. The Vizard grabbed the laptop from him when he was finished moving the data around, and he immediately plugged his portable drive. Hitting a single key after a moment of silence as the Fullbringer got his vial and needle ready, the files began downloading at an alarmingly accelerated rate.

"What would we do without our hobbies, hm? " He spoke softly.

Too many people were trying to be funny to him. Every time he had come to meet someone, at some point they made an under-the-table joke to him as he had a cute sense of humor. But the blood was quite enough for now as he made the mask request as well. He was positive he could do enough with that blood to amaze even the Vizard himself. So he knew it had to be valuable, even if it was an assumed piece of knowledge.

Pulling his scarred arm back as he removed the needle, he spoke firmly.

"Not one bit, Doc. Not one bit.."

There was a moment of silence as he asked about the mask, and he thought quietly to himself and about what he wanted out of the deal. He raised his head as a thought came to him.

"As much as these are definitely questions, I feel like there is far many more outcomes of you getting this then I would like without further explanation. Not only that, but I feel as though a seperate Asauchi with said upgrades would be more benificial, along with upgrades to my own."