If You Wish For Peace, Prepare For War

[Adimus]

It has been two days since the battle in the nearby ruins of Erlangen where Franz picked up survivors of an arrancar attack, and a Quincy girl named Dretta. The two had a small friendship going, but nothing more than a basic warrior's understanding of each other. Both had their own views, and both had their own reasons for the upcoming mission.

Meeting up with the other commanding officers and leaders of the military, and the Vizards stationed in the city, they were to discuss a plan on how to re-open the gate to the realm known as "Soul Society" and figure out a way to end the confusion of this world. Meeting Dretta at the door, Franz escorted her in, since she was to be a prospectful mercenary for the upcoming assignment at hand.

"May all combat-officers please be seated. We call you here today to discuss the events of recent history and decide on a course of action that will heal this scorched world.. Commander Franz, You have the floor." The High General of Berlin said, handing the spotlight over to Franz, who stepped up and began to speak with a commanding but respectful tone.

"I have come to the conclusion, after much deliberation, thought and debate, that a plan to go to Japan would be best for the future of our world." Clicking a button to make the Holograph in the middle of the atrium shift shapes to depict the hollow attacks and human strongholds of the world, Franz continued with his speech. "As you know, with the help of the Vizard Tribunal, the Jade Order has established that a place known as Karakura Town, Japan was the epicenter of the events that lead the world to be as it is now, and I believe that sending a team down there to investigate further details of the incident would help us to establish a mean of reopening the gate to Soul Society and granting us aid in regaining control of our world. If any of you have any points to make in this, now would be the time." Franz concluded, allowing anyone who wished to speak take their turn on the floor.

[dizzyizzy]

Dretta gave the man a nod as he met her at the door and walked in with him. She gave him a simple glance before moving to a chair away from the meeting group. She had been listening to the conversation, She remembered that it all did start there from that one town in Japan... Everything; Shinigami, Arrancar, Vizards, and Quincies. Hollows poured out of rips from that city and infested the world like locus. The girl was hoping no one would object to sending a team, and that they would allow a Quincy to go along.. though she was not a member of the order she felt she had proven herself as at least useful and a good weapon to take along. Personally she was glad to go, and would play nice to get a free trip to the country she was heading to in the first place.

The quincy stretched her arms as she sat there her legs braced by her Renstangai allowing her to move them when need be. She had cleaned up many times since the events with the arrancar, after getting back she had taken a three hour bath. She felt relaxed and actually was acting 'nice' to the french guy. Well as nice as Dretta could be. Her long black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail wearing her usual tank top and jeans. She closed her eyes to relax not seeing this meeting heading to any real heated debate. ~99 bottles of beer on the wall.. 99 bottles of beer.. you take one down pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall!.. 98 bottles of beer on the wall...~

[masorin]

Jace sat back in a chair listening only half heartedly, he needed to go to Japan anyway after all it was where the tribunal head was, and as far as he was concerned his bed was. He had been in Europe in an attempt to try and find some other vizards however he had found nothing, and if it wasn’t for the ‘alliance’ with these jade order nut cases he would probably be on his way back already.

Jace sighed he didn’t care for this, these humans had information yes but that’s because they had given them it. these humans were fodder short and simple. There wasn’t even a single hot female around. And none of them were on Aizou’s level. His eyes closed as he leaned back into the chair hearing the Frenchy talk. Hearing him talk about how Karakura town was the epicenter they still had no clue what really down. He shook his head humans would be humans after all, they didn’t have the kind of life span to understand this stuff but at least they had the basics.

Jace practically fell asleep during the briefing but as he heard that they were forming a team to go to Japan he raised his hand. “if I may I would like to sighn up for the free ride back to karakura, I have business in that area.” Jace didn’t feel like calling anyone sir, he was in an alliance with these people it didn’t mean he had to be civil with them and he sure as hell wasn’t calling any one of these people sir.

Jace looked around in disgust how did the tribunal sink so low, as to actually make an alliance with these people. With these humans. Still just because they represented the cream of the turd pile didn’t mean there wasn’t some hope who knew, there might even be one or two who would impress him, thou from looking at the group not many came close.

[Adimus]

Franz listened as the vizard known as Jace raised his hand and spoke. Franz had a sense of resentment towards the vizard. Certainly as immortals they had the time to gain higher wisdom and build their strength, but that did not mean to treat his fellow man as fodder and regard them as weak right off the bat. After all, there was a reason there were death gods whose very purpose was to guard humanity from the realm of spirits darker half. "Jace Th Mind -Sculptor. I wish to make aware that this is not merely a free trip to Japan. If you do go on this expedition, be educated int he fact that you will have to take part if any issue that may occur. However, you are a Vizard and despite the alliance our people have made, you are not bound to uphold any assignment we may create for ourselves. If you wish to come, you may, but only if we have the room to accommodate you."

Finished with what he had to say in return to Jace, Franz looked around the room and noticed three other commanders raise their hand and ask permission to accompany Franz and his group for this mission. Acknowledging them, Franz saluted them and gave them permission to join. "It would seem High Council, that we have many who wish to attend my group and head the expedition. What say you?"

"Commander Franz I believe you are over stepping your bounds with this proposal. We have all the known data on the events of Karakura and have little need to head back down there. The Vizard Tribunal is stationed there and the town is held. What we know is that the gates to soul society have been closed off, and we have no way of reopening them on our own. Until that day, we as humanity must defend ourselves, and with the aide of the Vizards I believe we can retake our world. Now then Commander, what say you in return?"

Franz sunk back a little at the rebuttal, He had seen this coming, and was prepared for it. Or at least he hoped. "The reasons for my going are that I have new information on ways to reopen the gate. One known as Urahara Kisuke, a former captain of Soul Society itself resides there in karakura Town, as well as many other people who were pivotal in the Battle of Karakura, and it is that same man who seeks to reopen those gates! I believe with the right and proper aide we can do such a thing, and I know we do not have all of the information we could have on the topic, and that is why I wish to head down there and investigate what more we can know about the situation." Franz had finsihed, with a small applause by the soldiers who wanted to go with him. "Now then High Council, I ask you again, let me lead an expedition to Karakura Town, and devise a way to actually save our people without mass amounts of our own casualties."

[dizzyizzy]

Dretta blinked losing count at 80 bottles as she glanced at the guy called Jace. She narrowed her eyes at the Vizard, he was not a full Shinigami anymore but being near someone of his kind made her skin crawl.. it was like looking at a Hollow and Shingaimi's crack baby! She snorted looking to the council as they spoke. She could not help but smirk at Franz basically telling the vizard to bugger off. But when the lead dude stated that they needed the Vizard she understood that to be a sad truth. ~Would be better off with someone else...~ she thought darkly.

"... If it please the council," she started, "I have heard from high and low that there might be possiblities that the Quincy order is hiding out in Japan... I ask to go along with Franz's team in hopes to find a trace of this order and in turn have them help the cause if they aren't already" Her tone was serious but her body language was a sign of carelessness. "I started my journy from America and hope to end it in Japan... And i am willing to help to get to where i wish, even work with corrupted shinigamis" she stated the last two words with a sneer as she glared sideways at Jace.

Dretta never grew up as a Quincy, she was raised human and only at the last few years knew who and what she really was... but even with such a short time and with her own bitter issues toward the world she had grown quickly into hating shinigami for how Quincies were treated. Vizards were different true.... and The enemy of my enemy was a friend right? ~No an Enemy of my Enemy is just a bigger pain in my ass~

[masorin]

Jace got up from his seat slowly walking towards the main counsel member. he gave the Frenchy a nod as he walked past, a glance of ‘hay ill be with you in a moment to head off, don’t worry you WILL have a seat for me.’ but first there was something that counsel man had said that Jace had found disturbing something he clearly needed to deal with. And as he walked up to the man his cold blue eyes the only real feature that showed from under his hood seemed to narrow, and become even less friendly.

“My friend you seem to have misinterpreted the will of the tribunal. My being here was only coincidence. But allow me to set you correct on an issue. The tribunal wants to restore earth, there is no doubt about that, but in this day and age of death and disappear, we have neither the members the power or even the care to wage a full on war. If you want that I suggest you follow this mans plan and send people to Urahara, because the only way your going to have an ally that will openly fight a war for you, is if you get the support of the shinigami. Because if you try to retake earth now you will be doing so on your own and you will pay for it with your own casualties.”

Jace walked away slowly back towards the Frenchy and others, eyeing them. he drew forth his Zanpakuto the two pronged blades shining in the light as he looked at them. giving them a small nod as he held it too show it off. “Since I will be going along on your little road trip you will have my Zanpakuto at your service, and since I can sense your dislike of that situation, why don’t you hold it?”

Jace flicked the katana back into its sheath as he took out the weapon and handed it to Frenchy. “This way if there is some kind of disturbance I have a reason to join in to the fight, to protect my own weapon and make sure it doesn’t fall into the wroung hands... you aren’t the wrong hands are you franz?”

He gave a look to Dretta, a small glance, a Quincy they were rare before but now a days they were, he gave her a smile, after all the Quincy and the vizard had something in common. He would find some other time to talk to her but for now just gave her a reassuring smile. something that said, im not out for you’re blood.

[Adimus]

Franz was pleased by what Dretta and Jace had said. Dretta by the saying that there may be Quincies left alive in Japan and to try and get them to aide in the reconstruction of the world. Jace's argument helped out Franz by saying that there was not enough people left on Earth to reclaim it, or at least not at the moment, which would mean someone would have to go to Japan to find a way to open the gates again and contact the one known as Urahara. That one, was going to be Franz, and seeing how Jace had decided to let Franz hold his Zanpaktou, Franz felt that it wouldn't such a bad idea to bring the Vizard along. "Very well Mr. Nearmont. I believe a seat for both you and Ms. Heartstring are available. Now then High Council, with the argument bought up by the Vizard here, I believe you owe me an answer, of which I am going to assume will be a green-light for this mission." Franz spoke out with a tone defiant, powerful, and smooth, befitting of a knight whose patience was beginning to run thin with the political antics of a presently misguided military tribunal.

The High Council's words were those of slightly shaken old men, but still had a tone that demanded respect. "Commander Franz, and Vizard Jace, you two present a valid argument, and Ms. Heartstring you make a rather convenient proposition about your kind. Knight Commander Franz, you are hearby given the green-light go ahead for this mission. Build your team, and you will be given the equipment needed for the task. God speed and Light bless you." And with that the meeting was adjourned.

Outside the chamber, Franz located Dretta and Jace, and walked over to them, intending to thank them for the help, whether or not they meant to give it or not. "Dretta, Jace, I wish to thank you for the help back in that room. Now then, if you'll excuse me, I have to go make the preparations for the mission. Good day you two."

{Achievement Unlocked! If You Wish For Peace... - Gain the greenlight for the expedition to Japan.}

[dizzyizzy]

Dretta stood up and then jumped a bit glancing around, "...." she rubbed her eyes, ~I swear i keep seeing words flash in my face everytime something of importance accures e.e the fuck?~ She shook her head as she stood there. SHe was glad to hear that they were interested in getting help from her kind, she only hoped her kind was still around in Japan. The quincy people were scattered to the four winds, beaten with a stick, and scattered again... it was hard to find any at all. And most likly they were slaughtered in mass numbers by the hollows much like her own 'Order'.

She gave a mocking salute to the council and made her leave as well, glaring at the Vizard, Jace, coldly. She would not trust his kind until they proved themselves. But he was once a pure SHinigami... Who knew what kind of horrors he had done in the name of his leaders! ~I'll have to observe him later~ She thought making no sign of farewell to him. Yup she was like every Quincy.. a bitter bitch with a chip on her shoulder where upon she expressed it 24/7!

She looked to Franz, "Just get me when it is time to leave, i'm gonna go train or something" she stated as she walked out of the room. She had a basic understanding with Franz.. he did not try to bug her with all this humanity crap and she did not kill civilians who bugged her... and with that they were cool with each other.

[masorin]

Jace watched as the commanding officer left, and then felt the urge to spit in his general direction. It wasn’t because he hated the man or that he disapproved of the mans plan Jace just hated French people. Watching as Dretta walked away he did a small moment of who to follow, but considering that one of the two people were French he quickly decided to follow Dretta.

Catching up to Dretta he found her in a training room as he walked up to her he raised his hands to show that he meant no harm, he didn’t know why but with this woman he got the feeling like he could be kicked out of a window at any moment. He sat back trying to think of what to say he sat back thinking he needed to say something to the Quincy. “I didn’t assist in the slaughter of your clan.”

Jace sat back now that he had gotten the awkward out of the way. “I was a teacher back then my only care was sleeping in and the few classes I had to teach. it doesn’t mean much I imagine but I felt you should know. My names Jace, and yours is?”

[dizzyizzy]

Dretta felt the Vizard following her as she moved to a little training sector of the facility. It was deserted at the moment which was good for the anti social Quincy.. what was not good was the Vizard right behind her, ~Don’t attack, he’d rip your spine out or something~ she thought restraining herself as she stopped and looked back at the man. His confession made her eye twitch, “….” She stared at him blankly for a moment.. and then her whole face changed. She looked at him like he was an idiot.

She did not care if he was involved or not… Just because a Nazi did not kill a Jew himself did not make him any less guilty for the acts of his whole party. In truth Dretta just did not like people and felt doubly more ready to be rude to this Vizard just because of what he was.. and that was a deformed Shinigami.

“…A teacher huh?” she asked her voice soaked with no emotion. “I am Alexandretta, but I prefer Dretta” she told him pushing her hair from her face as she lazily punched at a target dummy. “If it makes you feel any less guilty, I never knew what I was until I was 18, and then the group that trained me, and that helped me to walk again..” she pointed at her legs that emitted a high amount of spiritual energy, “are dead by hollows.. not Shinigami” she looked back at him then punched the dummy again, “But if the Shinigami had been doing their jobs, maybe that wouldn’t be the case” she punched the dummy again harder, “So I have different reasons to hate Shittygamis” she grumbled.

[masorin]

Jace continued to sit back hearing her, so she hated hollows and her own reasons to hate shinigami. It was clear that this girl would be increadably hard to get to know, or even like. But he felt he had to ask. “Wait alex you’re legs don’t work, well may I say that you are surprisingly agile for a cripple.” Jace smiled as he spoke as if he had no idea how insulting he was being.

He got up slowly walking around where Dretta was. He looks at where she is standing and then takes up a small defensive position. “Well I suppose I need to see how well you can move then, so I say have at you? come at me from any direction you please.”

Jace was doing this half from boardom and half from a desire to kick her, she was but a child and she had a vary large mouth, he figured he may as well shut it considering he clearly had the free time to do so. And so he wanted to see how well she could handle herself in combat even if that meant kicking her hard in the ribs.

[dizzyizzy]

Dretta's eye twitched as she glared at the bastards. He called her Alex, she hated that, and then called her a cripple? A cripple! this coming from some freak with a mask? ~....i was saving this for later but fuck it!~ she thought walking over to him, her hands behind her back. "Okay you want to see what i can do?" she asked raising a brow. "fine... Well we're in a large area where the chances for the roof falling down are slim, no one is around but us.. and i'm a faster runner with my Renstengai..." she smiled suddenly sweetly at him, "You have 4 seconds" she stated throwing something at the Vizard before leaping away. landing in a crouch covering her ears.

The small green item stopped at the Vizard's feet. Dretta was a crazy bitch, she had stolen the grenade when she first arrived saving it in hopes of using it later, but now she felt she should use it to shut the Cumstain-gami up. ~ Franz and the order might get mad, but eh... Chances are this guy'll survive it.. ~ she thought and closed her eyes from the explosion that would rock the buidling.

[masorin]

Jace raised an eye brow watched the small metal item bounce off the floor. for a moment he looked at it unsure of what it was, watching Dretta run from it. he blinked, ~what does it summon a hollow or maybe its like a mod soul guardian in a can?~ the explosion was deafening as the grenade exploded at Jace’s feet and then the room fell silent.

Jace appeared next to Dretta his hood down exposing his white hair and pale face. his blue eyes stairing at Dretta from behined her as he crouched in the hiding place. He put one of his fingers in his ear as if he was trying to releave pressure from his ear. “Wow that was loud.. so what are you hiding from exactly?”

Jace kindly waved to her as he stood up and then began to walk away. He would have to keep in mind that humans had evolved to the point where they could harness the power of loud bangs in a can, though he had to wonder why the room had been destroyed. But as he walked he was sure there was a good reason behined that.

[Adimus]

Assembling a team to go down to Japan was a task more difficult than Franz had originally imagined. A team for recon. Check. A team for Security. Redundant, but check. Supplies. Check. Weapons. Oh hell yes, check. The next big thing was a method to get down there, and the manpower to see it through. "By the Light, this was a lot harder to organize than I thought." Franz said with a tired chuckle.

He thought about taking one of the new, virtually experimental Air Cruisers out for a spin. If Command let him get away with that, then shit, Franz could pull off anything. "Maybe I should go see how Dretta is doing. And perhaps make some form of peace with the ignorant Vizard." As Franz contemplated the situation a bit, he heard a large boom sound off the in distance and an odd shift in spiritual energies. "Interesting, I wasn't aware that there was a training session to be scheduled today." Franz said to himself. Just then one of the Sergeants who had overheard him speak replied to him. "There isn't sir. I do not know what caused that."

Those words caused a small bit of alarm for Franz. Just then the base was set into a low level state of alert, and Franz decided he would send himself to see what caused the disturbance. Upon nearing the training hall that the explosion was heard from, he felt Dretta and Jace's reiatsu, and then realized that the two must've been training inside and somehow took it a bit too far.

Kicking in the doors and grabbing the hilt of his sword, Franz ushered the words "That's enough! I do not know what happened here, but by all means destroying the property we have strived so hard to create would not sit well with the inhabitants of this installation nor the city surrounding it. And if you wish for a fight so badly, then take it outside. I'm sure there's plenty for you to fight there."

Franz was slightly angered at best, albeit his voice let it seem as if he was furious. Hopefully, however, that he wouldn't set them off further, with his commanding voice and battle ready posture. "Now if you two are done toying with each other, get ready to go. We leave in three days."

[dizzyizzy]

Dretta glanced over at the Vizard. She was not impressed that he moved so quickly, she had expected that from a former shittygami. Nothing impressed her really... she did find it amusing that he did not know what a grenade was. ~It's like meeting a guy from Sytherain or something~ she thought with a smirk. She looked at the small crater the grenade had caused and sighed, also noting the cracks in the walls around the room from the blast. "..not paying for that" she muttered standing up dusting herself off looking at he Vizard, "it's a device mortals use to kill each other with" she explained with a shrug.

Upon seeing Franz enter the room Dretta's smirk faulted slightly. It was like having mommy caught you play with matches. Franz did his little 'i'm the boss here and i won't have you two act this way blah blah blah' speech which the Quincy only half listened to as she was getting more dust off her shirt. "Yeah yeah, sorry" she muttered having a slight childish pout on her face.

In truth Dretta was upset that it would take 3 days for them to leave.. she wanted to get there sooner. ~Quincies drop like flies! if there are any left they'll be dead by then!~ she thought with frustration. Hearing this made the quincy turn and glare at the Vizard, Jace, "peh if you where any good at your abilities you would have shielded the blast with kidou or whatever" she muttered suddenly turning the blame to the man that could crush her with a slap probably.

She looked to Franz and gave him the classic, "Put it on my tab" shrug before kicking a piece of debris away with her boot.