[ The small screen of the Forge flickers into life to reveal a head and shoulders image of a neat, slender man dressed in uniform white. Oh the surface he appears cool, level-headed, relatively unperturbed by his sudden upheaval, although the too-smooth lines of his face are void of emotion and there's no warmth in those amber eyes. If anything he ( Read more... )

Ichimaru Gin does not appear to be anywhere within the city proper.

When we depart for the island, I will see if there lies any trace of his presence, but most likely you would have known if he were present in Wynn.

[With the internal humming of spinning gears the Forge buzzes to life ( Read more... )

Undoubtedly you've heard the commotion that's arisen regarding the attacks on an island somewhere beyond the mists. It seems there are some familiar creatures plaguing them, among what else has been reported.

There appear to be a number of people from Anatole preparing to go. Would you have me investigate with them, or remain here in the city?

( THUNDERSTRUCK )

[The Forge cuts on with a black screen at first, which gives way to a steely-blue grey wrapping that disappears into shadow as it extends upward... Yes, that is a leg. Yes, you've all just gotten an up-hakama shot.]

Here again?

[A pause as he takes a moment to feel out who's there that he recognizes, mumbling the names under his breath with each ( Read more... )

( A poison tree. )

Folks always think the same thing when they come strollin' through the Door. Kidnapped, dead. Betcha a few even thought they were dreamin ( Read more... )

[There is no confused fumbling of the Forge or unexpected video capture of the man on the other side. Rather, this newcomer looks suspiciously relaxed, seated upright in an apartment chair, a map folded carefully upon his lap. In an ashtray nearby, a snuffed cigarette still smokes. Dressed in a long, black coat, the gaunt middle-aged man looks ( Read more... )

[ It looks as though Ukitake has finally decided to join us, today! The Forge sits atop a desk a fair distance away, capturing much of the darkened room within its lens, and a great deal less of the man himself. Intentional? Of course. No one wants to glimpse at those hideous, hideous panda eyes of his, now do they? ]I was wondering if, perhaps, ( Read more... )