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Sixteenth Frost -- (Video)

[Hey, Siren’s Port. Look who’s back. Hitsugaya doesn’t look much different, save for the new haircut and the scarf he’s got on with his captain’s uniform. You might not assume he’s been gone for more than a few days in his world. Though that assumption would be wrong.

[He waves his free hand dismissively to someone off screen, speaking to them dispassionately.] Unnecessary. I’ve been here before; I know how things work. Talk to someone who needs it.

[That being said, he addresses the network directly.] The time loop has been corrected, I hope?

For those that know me, I’m fine. And I do remember this place.

[[OOC: Forward-dated to about 8:30AM of the 7th – which lo and behold is actually the 7th! Here’s the tiny taichou, gone since what should have been Saturday, all nicely canon-updated for you.]]

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Ginjo Kugo. [Even under private filter, that's all he'll say over the network. It should be enough. And he'll leave that revelation about Kuchiki's sister until he could properly enjoy the reaction. He's on his way.]

[Quiet for just a moment. He knows the name. Understands what it means... Though he wishes that it wasn't necessary.]

Understood.

[It doesn't take long to get back to the house. Even having been away for a year and a half, it's an easy path to remember. The house looks exactly as he remembers it, too. Of course it does; he seems to have been gone for no more than a week here at most.

[He sets Hyourinmaru up against the wall once he's inside and the door is closed behind him. He makes his way to the kitchen, where he can smell the tea brewing, and nods at Kuchiki.] Kuchiki-taichou.

[He glances back and is more than a little startled at the change. There's something quite different about Hitsugaya, a maturity that doesn't seem to be forced any longer. He sets out the tea for the pair of them.]

Hitsugaya-taichou.

[He carries himself a little more calmly these days. With the war finished, he doesn't feel so much like he's got something to prove. That had always been the problem before: people watching him, waiting for him to fail, to show he'd been given his position too soon. That's behind him now.]

[He'll start off with the most important piece of information, in case that's what Kuchiki is concerned about.] We weren't forced to eliminate Kurosaki Ichigo.

[He absolutely doesn't release a relieved sigh. Nope. Anyone brash enough to lecture him about duty, honor and loyalty would not blithely turn their back on those they'd not only fought against, but for.]

And Kugo?

[He takes a seat at the table, taking in all the little details of the kitchen that are so newly-remembered in his mind. So little had changed here.]

Kurosaki and Ishida were in combat with him when I was drawn back. We were only to observe his decision, taking action only should he have made the wrong choice.

[He settles into his own chair. Sipping his tea, he nods. That is the most prudent decision and something he agrees with. Besides, he actually had faith in Kurosaki Ichigo that he would make the proper decision.]

Aizen, Tousen and Ichimaru?

[He's interested to know if they survived... or not.]

Tousen and Ichimaru are dead. [He's not put out at either of these, though the latter had affected Matsumoto for a while.]

[He takes a sip of the tea, his voice somewhat bitter at this next part. Damned bastard deserves to die, but apparently he can't.] Aizen . . . seems to have become immortal due to the Hyougoku. But his reiatsu is sealed and he's been sentenced to a minimum of 20,000 years in Muken.

[If he was anyone else, he'd be so angry about that that he'd crush his tea cup in his hands. However, he's Kuchiki and will be that until it kills him.]

A light punishment for a traitor.

[His tone is flat, but... yeah, he's more than a little bitter about that.]

[Cold, distant, and so, so angry underneath it all:] If I had the power to give him a worse one, I would. [He'd administer it himself. He'd be more than happy to.]

In any case, Kugo got into contact with Kurosaki not long ago, along with a group of Fullbringers he'd assembled. We took care of the rest of them -- most of them we let go, due to the regulations on killing mortals. Without their leader, I don't expect them to become an issue again in the future.

[Just the smallest incline of the head. Were there a chance, he would help you, Hitsugaya. Without question, without argument. Just slaughter Aizen without a second thought.

He lost Hisana, and to almost lose Rukia... more than once... No, Aizen deserves to die and the only reason he would stay his hand is because he does follow orders.]

Indeed.

[Utter disbelief. He doesn't believe that for a moment. There's rules against killing mortals, but dammit nothing says they can't seal them!]

We'll be keeping an eye on them, of course.

[Okay, he's hating this line of conversation. It's really doing nothing for his mood. Perhaps it's time to spring the news on Kuchiki.]

By the way, should your sister ever appear here from my point in time, you may want to congratulate her on her promotion; it's not every day someone becomes fukutaichou of the Thirteenth.

[He took a sip of his tea. He doesn't do a spittake. He's got too much control for that. However, he just stares across the table at Hitsugaya. See icon for expression.]

[Normally, Kuchiki would at least muster up an "Indeed?" when something surprised him. That he appears to be speechless is actually rather satisfying.

[He takes a sip of his own tea. It's relaxing, to have it right after a battle.] Didn't think you could hold back her advancement forever, did you?

[Just the smallest tick in his jaw.]

I have my reasons.

Relax, Kuchiki. I never said I begrudge those reasons. But it was unrealistic to think it could go on forever.

[From personnel and mission reports alone, he had wondered at first why Kuchiki Rukia hadn't held a seated position despite her obvious qualification for it. In the end, he'd pieced together that only Gotei respect and serious political clout could have blocked her. That had ruled out a lot of people.]

[Relax? He'll tick up his eyebrow at that. He's perfectly relaxed... for him anyway. It was his way of protecting her... an odd way, perhaps, but his way. He had her put under the kindest taichou, under an understanding, but firm fukutaichou... And, keeping her out of a seated officer's position protected her from the politics. He didn't want her destroyed the way he was.]

Indeed.

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