http://good_and_proper.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] good-and-proper.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-02-04 06:39 pm

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When; February 4th, Night.
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Sousuke Aizen [livejournal.com profile] good_and_proper and Rori [livejournal.com profile] sister_servant
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."

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-05 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
".... 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."

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-05 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-05 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] sister-servant.livejournal.com 2007-02-05 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"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.