Byakuya sat at his bàn đọc the slight leather bound book, making notes when it fit Drako's Hoard. When he was done he looked at his notes coming to the only conclusion anyone would make. Drako's Hoard were the smiths they were hunting....he frowned bending his head in thought. It wasn't right and though Captain Zuraki could not remember who they were. He had remembered that the leader had đã đưa ý kiến to tell her grandfather she had no plans on taking the throne. He shook his head. Why use the Soul Society to assassinate a member of the royal family? Especially one that did not want the title. He found his hand squeezing the pearl. He raised it up to his face, it was perfect. Just like the cache had been. A reward that would keep the coffers full for the tiếp theo five years. All except for a few pieces....all for one person. Jamie....didn't care about herself, just the kidnapped young woman. Yet it only led him to thêm questions. Starting with the pearl he held in his hand.
Mayouri eyed his uncommon guest. "You want me to age the pearl? For what reason? Do bạn believe she must have more?" Byakuya closed his hand over the pearl. "Perhaps I made a mistake coming here." He turned to leave when Mayouri materialized in front of him in his creepy way. "But bạn never make a mistake. So yes I will age the pearl. If bạn please." Mayouri put his hand out to receive the item. Byakuya hesitated for a moment eyeing the man in front of him. Mayouri narrowed his eyes. Byakuya gave it over. Mayouri weighted it in his hand, eyeing the pearls glow in the light. Setting it on the bàn he opened his tool drawer and grabbed the age band. Before he could finish slipping it over the pearl it fried the band. "This is no ordinary pearl." Grabbing his special lenses he peered through the pearl's exterior to its heart.
"How interesting." He đã đưa ý kiến licking his lips in anticipation of disecting the outer layers. He peeled off the glasses and smiled as he took out a vile of acid and a beaker.
Byakuya coughed. "Do not disturb me, Nemu!" Mayouri stilled and took a breath. " I believed that my predecessor was the creator of the hogyoku. But this predates most of the civilizations in the living realm and even some of ours. But what is surprising is whatever was caged inside still lives.
Mayouri eyed his uncommon guest. "You want me to age the pearl? For what reason? Do bạn believe she must have more?" Byakuya closed his hand over the pearl. "Perhaps I made a mistake coming here." He turned to leave when Mayouri materialized in front of him in his creepy way. "But bạn never make a mistake. So yes I will age the pearl. If bạn please." Mayouri put his hand out to receive the item. Byakuya hesitated for a moment eyeing the man in front of him. Mayouri narrowed his eyes. Byakuya gave it over. Mayouri weighted it in his hand, eyeing the pearls glow in the light. Setting it on the bàn he opened his tool drawer and grabbed the age band. Before he could finish slipping it over the pearl it fried the band. "This is no ordinary pearl." Grabbing his special lenses he peered through the pearl's exterior to its heart.
"How interesting." He đã đưa ý kiến licking his lips in anticipation of disecting the outer layers. He peeled off the glasses and smiled as he took out a vile of acid and a beaker.
Byakuya coughed. "Do not disturb me, Nemu!" Mayouri stilled and took a breath. " I believed that my predecessor was the creator of the hogyoku. But this predates most of the civilizations in the living realm and even some of ours. But what is surprising is whatever was caged inside still lives.
