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Post by Asao Asakobi on May 15, 2012 7:23:52 GMT -5
It was a wonderful day and Maximillian was not gonna waste it inside all day like Asao usually insisted his body double did. Of course he also got to drag along Asao on the little venture and sort of relished the idea of bringing light and joy to his world for the moment. "BROTHER, COME AND CATCH UP OR WE WON'T EVER GET AROUND AND MAKE NEW FRIENDS."He yelled, turning down the volume on the rather large obnoxious boom box he was carrying. It would have been a cool guy statement but for the song issuing forth being a new hit by the group One Direction. All the while he'd been walking with the song blaring and jamming right along to it along with fake guitar strumming and a drum beat here and there. Just when one street got to the end and sighed a mass relief he'd skip back to the beginning and start all over. All the while though Asao followed behind him by several meters head hanging and as introverted as usual. He even had Maximillian wearing his lieutenant badge which later he'd realize just made everyone pay More attention to the obnoxious Lieutenant blaring music rather then some random bodyguard unit doing it. " If only you saw what I could see!." He sang as he moved back through the crowd to Asao. " Come on Brosao! Get in the groove man! Ladies love a man with groove." He eyed a pair passing bye with a wink, stupidly mistook the odd wave back as a show of interest when really they were trying to just rush away from the wierdo with the boom box politely. Asao looked from under his bangs stoically and said only one thing. "Turn it down...."((all users must repeat this song over and over while in this thread...why? Cause thats A) a nice way for me to annoy you and B) cause this song is literlly what your character is speaking over cause Maxi's a friggin wierdo. p.s. you don't...actually have too...)) www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3mv8v3LUsM&feature=related |
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Post by Azerik Zaraki on May 15, 2012 22:16:26 GMT -5
"You're causing people trouble."
Azerik had heard the boombox from up the street, his acute hearing picking it up almost painfully as he got closer. What said was probably true, but he an ulterior motive for budding in. As he neared the man with the boombox and uttered the line that would hide his own annoyance, he reached out and turned the volume dial down. "If you're going to play with stuff from the World of the Living, at least don't disturb the peace," he said as he resisted the urge to sigh at the sudden peace his ear drums were receiving, "a Vice-Captain should be more conscious of those around them."
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Post by Asao Asakobi on May 15, 2012 23:57:05 GMT -5
"Hey!"
Maximillian swooped the box from the vice's further intrusion as if protecting something of vital importance from tampering. "I bring the party, don't gotta go ruining the party time Azerbro."
Asao gave an imperceptible motion to respond to the statement before remembering he had Maximillian wearing the badge. Good he didn't really wanna deal with the situation. To much work and he'd have to be payed attention to do it. Let Azerik do it.
Maximillian eyed the newly dubbed Azerbro, previous nickname RakiBaki, previous beforehand Rikichi-chan. It seemed every time Maximillian encountered the man he had a new nickname but now that he had evolved to brother status he'd have to finally learn to love this one. He flicked the dial around finding the volume to not be rising with it and exasperatedly tossed the boombox over his shoulder where it magically dissappeared without hitting anyone in the head somehow.
"You turned it to hard, that was a classical piece of machine Azerbro. Now I will have to request more time off and drag Maximillian here and me to earth to find the one pawn shop that still has it!"
While the words seemed angry the person seemed more saddened by the lack of party flavor now present in the area. He enjoyed playing Asao, normally he'd have to apologize all chastised like to what the lieutenants said but with the special disposition of being one he could speak frank and party bro like back at Azerbro.
"Eh well, your my favorite bro Azerbro so no big deal, maybe next time I'll try something by the Wolfhounds. You'll love them really great Ska band! Come on let's go drinking!"
With that all anger was entirely forgotten and now Azerik found himself being dragged back down the street with the loud mans voice directly in his ear now rather then a comfortable distance away. It was a party day and Maximillian was to be Azeriks Party time White Knight.
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Post by Azerik Zaraki on May 18, 2012 15:27:34 GMT -5
"Don't call me that," Azerik said with a scowl. As "Asao" tried to turn the volume back up he would discover the boombox was now broken, which made Azerik smile. Happy coincidences didn't happen often for him.
While Maximillian and Asao believed their ruse was a great success, it was rather hard to fool someone with computer specs...not that he cared though. While Azerik was loosely familiar with all the personalities of most everyone in the Gotei, he was not very quick to judge them, seeing as he spent most of his time around the most eccentric of them all. Asao's aversion to being publicly acknowledged was a source of great confusion to Azerik, but whatever floated his boat.
"I don't drink 'Asao'," Azerik said putting emphasis on the name, "and for goodness sake stop calling me that...what the hell is Ska?"
As he was dragged away, along with the real Asao, Azerik began to regret his decision to interfere with the strange pair's walk...and a great many things he had done since joining the Gotei. 'I should really learn some self control,' he thought to himself as they moved down the street, 'or maybe I should just stop leaving the lab...'
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Post by Asao Asakobi on May 21, 2012 2:07:52 GMT -5
"To late, your already doing it Azerbro, Don't forget that declining an invitation is rude when you inserted yourself into the conversation already." Mazimillian kept the act going, he had no reason to not keep pretending to be Asao until Asao told him to stop. Asao on the other hand was frantically kicking himself to hurry and do just that but with his timid nature found wording it out correctly with Azerik around difficult. Drawing attention to the charade put to many possible question in the field, inserted far to many ways for the situation to get overly focused on himself, made him have to actually talk to people outside of a business only relationship.
Of Course outwardly Asao followed along at a matching pace, sedate as a tranq'd moose stumbling before it eventually falls to the ground. Maximillian being Maximillian didn't pick up any of the stress signs from Asao that he'd been shown countless times. Mainly for the reason that he was not going to count how many time Asao blinked every minute to be sure it was a constant pattern of 23, 15, 23, over and over.
"AH-ha! So why none of the drinking for you Azerbro, it brings out the fun in so many and at times it can even help a man forget his problems....you know, like having a lack of personality or fun-sense."
From Somewhere he produced another noisebox and proceeded to blare out music somehow in lower volume but highly more annoying tone holding it off to the opposing side of Axerbro-chan so he couldn't disengage this one.
"Anyways how's that old Shuoyachimasu of yours doing anyways, he's not chattering at me at all today what a stinge haha." Maximillian said using the small amount of briefed info Asao had drilled in his head about everyones swords when he'd found out about Asao's strange connection with the weapons. Now he had to be able to mimic even a fake knowing of the weapons.
Three Feet behind him Asao froze, and showing possibly for the first time, with a look of abrupt shock on his face as Maximillian completely mispronounced the name of the only sword he was told to truly remember as Azerik would be the one stickler to Asao not letting Maximillian do as he pleased.
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Post by Azerik Zaraki on May 22, 2012 10:14:13 GMT -5
As Maxi continued to speak, Azerik would dig his feet into the ground dragging himself, and by association Maxi, to a stop. Looking frankly then at the Kidou Corps member, Azerik pointed to the real Asao and said, "You're doing a very poor job of pretending to be him you know."
"I've got constant access to the database," Azerik continued as he tapped his glasses, "so I'm aware of the situation between you two...but for the love of whatever you deem holy, get names right, especially Zanpaktou names....especially MY Zanpaktou's name!" By the end of his little rant, Azerik's iris' had little flecks of gold in the grey as his temper stimulated his lycan blood. "Now if we understand each other," he said again in a slightly calmer voice, "if it will keep you from running Asao ragged, I'll come along for your 'party', but no more pretending...you're lucky I'm not big on rules, because I'm pretty sure impersonating a Vice-Captain -under orders or otherwise- is against the law."
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Post by Asao Asakobi on May 22, 2012 18:34:29 GMT -5
"Hm....hey Sumashuyochi how do you put up with such a boring guy?" Maximillian grinned as he flicked the other device down in volume eeing as he should probably appease the enraged wolfman. "I kinda gussed you had it pegged...dropping a poor name was just a trick. Your database should already tell you, but I know every kidou technique in the book even if some are still to big to handle. I can keep track of a zanpakutou just as well."
He seemed to pull Azerik in closer without actually physically doing so and grinnedstupily whil Asao stoically pulled the bdge from his arm and tucked in in his robes. "You learn to tolerate him." Asao said without any seeming passion to the statement.
Maximillian cleared his throat as if to say he was insulted before continuing. "You can't have fun unless you act like yourself and you came around like a lieutenant not like Azerbro...I wantedto see what an Azerik is....decidedly...Wild right? Hahahaha."
As Maximillian laughed he followed a Head Shaking Asao into a bar leaving Azerik to choose if he wanted to follow at all. "Come on in when your the real Azerik."
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Post by Azerik Zaraki on May 30, 2012 11:08:47 GMT -5
"I'm always myself you idiot," Azerik said as if it were obvious, "being a Vice-Captain is part of what I am...I can't pick and choose what makes up the 'real' me."
Azerik looked up at the sign above the bar, recognizing it as the Sake Bar he frequented for it's food. Laughing slightly, he followed them into the bar. He had no intention of drinking, but its not like alcohol was a prerequisite for having fun. "I'll have a pork cutlet with rice," Azerik ordered his usual when they entered the bar, "get those two idiots whatever they want...put it on my tab."
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Post by Asao Asakobi on Jun 11, 2012 18:07:42 GMT -5
"Cancel the cutlet unless it's drowned in booze!" Maximillian slid into a sitting area on the opposing side of the table from Asao who somehow already had a tea glass sitting before him despite only having walked in just moments before Azerik. "Oh no, none of that tea your techically off duty for two days straight and as your personal guard I have to insure both your physical and social health."
Asao paused, both having for the moment stopped paying attention to Azerik as the contest of introvert mastery and Extrovert mastery was decided. Maximillian broke it with his typical impatience and received a cup of steaming hot tea as a new glove over the hand that had tried to reach for it. While he reeled in mock pain his two companions could enjoy a moment of not being bothered.
"Two cutlets.....please...Cook-san." He said as he gave a blank stare to Azerik as if it was somehow apologetic. He wasn't so good with the emotions thing.
"You know I was told I needed to speak to you about a certain set of items when I reported in in a day or so...shall we discuss them now and keep him quiet with bafflement on the topic?"
(ref to those items i sent in to you guys awhile back. seemed a good ic topic.)
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Post by Azerik Zaraki on Jun 11, 2012 18:46:10 GMT -5
Azerik blinked rapidly at the ongoing scene, not sure if he should be laughing or not...regardless he shrugged and sat down next to Asao, and nodded at him when he amended the order Max has canceled.
"The Militant Medic Initiative Phase Two you mean?" Azerik said with a shrug, "Nonko got the report some time ago, but so far the only things being worked on are the basic supplies...you should be receiving your supply of blood thinners and salves soon, and I have a team working on the stabilization foam. The restorative pill is being put off to the side, while we make plans for the anti-septic barrier generator...Captain Tetsujin's request for the generator is quite a hefty one. He wants a portable one, but we have yet to make a working prototype for a stationary one...he may have to settle for another injection rather than a barrier. Killing that much disease with pure energy is too much for the average Shinigami, and every test so far has completely exhausted team of 4 or 5 researchers."
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Post by Asao Asakobi on Jun 13, 2012 0:01:03 GMT -5
"The basic supplies were mostly just a nice way to drain your budget of the money to get them I believe regardless. Thus far the money we used to spend on them has gone towards a long list of updates to our buildings and structures for making patient care more simple. Please pass our thanks to your captain for allowing that on behalf of my Captain. IT's allowed time to create module units as well for earth based healing where we suffered from poor resources in the field 5 years ago."
Maximillian began to open his mouth to expound on the details of those modules before Asao performed his third uncharacteristic action today and gave him a cold dead glare. This was business talk and Asao came from a very business oriented family so it was a rare occasion where his confidence was boosted to almost egotistically high levels.
"The Barrier cannot be anything besides. We already have anti-venom syringes but using them requires figuring out the poison to treat and happening to be carrying a large enough dose of the anti for it. The barrier can be wielded by a dedicated team of our healing units so even if it is just stationary units that last for a mere second we can put them into the field as soon as your prepare them and they will somehow still take up less space them a storage closet of anti-venoms. We won't do syringes of anything that risky or so my Captain has informed me to pass along."
The waitress coughed politely a few feet away bringing Asao to a stop in the conversation. This was a popular place to eat among officers so many times conversations that were not common knowledge could be overheard. The waitresses had adopted coughing before approaching tables with such officers after a few years back several of them were found buried seamlessly in the ground and walls along their routes home. Maximillian kept commenting about how odd the phenomona was but without any idea how anyone could bury something without even breaking ground he had to let it go at the autopsy tables.
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Post by Azerik Zaraki on Jun 25, 2012 15:39:18 GMT -5
Taking his food from the waitress, Azerik popped a piece of the deep fried pork into his mouth, enjoying every chew of the tender meat, and crunchy breadcrumb coating. "If the money can't be found in the 4th of 12th division budgets, I'm sure the Captain Commander would sanction a budget increase, considering the importance of the supplies...as or the generator, we'll continue trying to get a stationary system working, but it will most likely require a team of at least 3 people to operate...well 3 people to provide the energy, only one person to actually operate the device."
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