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Current Location: Underground Lair

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When; February 4th, Night.
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Sousuke Aizen

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Summary; Aizen briefs his newest arrived arrancar about her place in the big scheme.
Log;

Aizen was waiting on a small veranda that extended from his room in the Underground. It allowed him to look out over the dingy landscape and keep an eye on goings-on. He held a relaxed pose in his usual "working" attire, with a pot and two cups of tea in front of him and one leg crossed over the other.

"You may enter, Rori," he said, eyes closed as if napping, "I've been waiting."

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As usual, he'd anticipated her arrival. She entered the room, took her usual seven steps and dropped to one knee, head bowed low enough that her long hair brushed the floor.

"I came as called. How may I serve you, Aizen-sama?"

"I know you still have some questions. I will answer them for you. Are you...confused, by some of what you've heard?"

He motioned to the chair on the other side of the small table, allowing her to sit down.

A little shocked, she rose to her feet and slowly approached him, eyes still downcast. Once she was settled, her eyes remained on the tea cup in front of her. Being summoned by the one she thought of as her god wasn't unusual, but how does one act when asked to join him in such... common activities?

"I've been well briefed by the Privaron, but I'm uncertain of some of the things I've heard. She said... there are relationships between some of the family and the fi... shinigami, as well as you. Is this true?"

"Yes," he said, pouring a cup for them both, "That is very true, indeed."

He uncrossed his legs and cracked his neck.

"Some of us have had some...strange incidents."

As soon as she heard his neck pop, she looked up at him. She wanted to see if he was alright, but she knew to keep her distance unless asked to do something. "... strange incidents? Would.. you please explain?"

"I'm sure you've heard by now that I has dealings with the shinigami Matsumoto Rangiku?"

He took a sip of his tea, calmly looking directly at her.

"I feel it's best if you know the whole story, to better understand my reasons."

She met his gaze evenly as she nodded. "Yes, the Privaron told me of such things. She seemed rather eager to fill me in on such things. She said... there were and still are feelings involved." Her own tea sat untouched as she leaned a little closer, listening intently. "I know you were once as they are, but couldn't you find one among the family to satisfy you so you wouldn't need to lower yourself?"

"This was more than simple emotional gratification, from what I understand. I kept many journals and notes of how things progressed, as I do with everything else that happens in this city. Every day, I make more notes and personal entries, keeping a constant eye on what's going on in this place."

He took another sip and continued.

"It started with a curse. She and I were powerless from it. We were weak and confused, being without our powers. Like filthy humans. We drank together, clinging to one another in our weakness. We had a liason under the influence of alcohol. From there, the relationship progressed, first secretly, then publicly. Gin came here. Matsumoto still had feelings for him. She wanted to see BOTH of us. Ridiculous. I knew it wouldn't work, but still tried. In the end, I knew where it was heading and chose to erase my memories of her. The chaos lessened around the city and I was able to focus once more. I still have some flashes of the former affection, but more like respect, than love. I don't love her."

Rori absorbed his words in silence, her hands now wrapped around the teacup. She had no intention of drinking it, but her hands needed something to do. "I heard that she recently married Ichimaru-s... Ichimaru, and that he's left us... will the same happen with the Sexta Espada now that he's developed feelings for your discard?"

"I allow them more free reign here than in Hueco Mundo, mainly because they aren't really from my timeline and are only useful to me here. So long as they serve, I can be lenient. However, the moment I have proof they are moving away or trying to bring a war on us, I will crush them mercilessly. Noitora is our enemy now. Some of them have their doubts about me, as I'm sure some did in my world, but they are still loyal. Gin is not from my world either, but I dislike him on principle for being so easily swayed."

"Yes... they do doubt you. They think you're weak and that the whore has corrupted you. You allow them to walk all over you, and yet they go unpunished. They should be made accountable!" Her voice had risen a little, but she still didn't move from her seat.

Golden eyes bored straight into her, as Aizen allowed his reiatsu to do the talking.

"I will do as I please, Rori. Never forget your place. I ALLOW you to sit at this table with me. Don't squander that privilege."

His reiatsu almost sent her, boneless, out of the chair. As it was, her hands clenched, white-knuckled, on the arms to keep her upright. Her voice, so noisy before, was gone. All she could do was bow her head to him as she tried to keep from gasping.

His reiatsu receded and a calm smile appeared on his face again.

"As to other business, you've probably noticed Orihime Inoue coming and going. She is a guest here, unlike my plans for her in Hueco Mundo. Her healing powers are god-like, as is the buffer of insurance she gives us."

She sank back in the chair as his reiatsu faded to tolerable levels. It took several moments for her to catch her breath as she listened to him. ".... ah... yes. I've seen Inoue-san, but I don't believe she's seen me yet. If she needs any assistance, I'll offer my help, but I will not try to restrain her to the area if she leaves."

"You'll find her quite amicable as humans go, even she isn't terrible perceptive and quite naive'. The webs are slowly tightening to make her more dependent on us."

"Then things are going as you originally planned, even though the location has changed. I'm certain you're pleased. I'll refrain from baiting the Privaron too much in her presence if she's so naive..."

You'll also find her invaluable, should you become injured. Do typical "sisterly" things with her, if you wish. It will further solidy her positive view of us, and better keep her in our corner.

You see, the Kurosaki boy I told you all about recently broker her heart. How terrible.

".... I wouldn't see how injuries would happen to me. I am merely your messenger, unless I was called to serve one of the others... but if that is what you wish, that is what I'll do." Her lips curled into a slight frown. "Humans are such filth that they'll hurt their own like that. That's why it's good that the family doesn't have such things to worry about. The loyal ones, anyway."

"The heart, for both humans and shinigamis, is a difficult thing. You don't remember being human, but even you more than likely had similar feelings as one."

There's no way she would ever admit to such things. Stil, she cleared her throat and looked down at her hands, still holding onto the arms of the chair. "I would prefer to think that I was above such weakness, but I'm certain you're right, Aizen-sama."

"Do you have any other pressing queries about how certain things in the city work?"

"The Privaron informed me about the curses and such, and I've heard that death here isn't true; and I've also heard word of a non-agression pact. I'm sure I'll have other questions, but for now, I'm unable to think of anything else."

"In that case, I bid you good evening, Rori."

He reclined again, closing his eyes.

"Wake me in an hour. I have an appointment in the city."

"As you wish, Aizen-sama."

Without another word, she rose and cleared her still full teacup away, then moved to take her customary place behind him, just to one side. She would do as ordered. Always.

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