Here I stand
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spira_rpKadaj had given Hojo a wide berth.
It hadn't been that hard. Hojo had seemed to be extending him the same courtesy, but Kadaj wasn't taking chances. He'd been vigilant so far about following Even's advice and trying to leave as little trace of himself behind as he could. Nel helped, too, making sure he got his things washed and returned to his room quickly, and his crockery and utensils were quickly washed, or at least put in to soak. She'd bought him some bleach, too, and showed him how to soak his toothbrush and hairbrush in it so that, if Hojo did break into his room, he probably wouldn't get anything useful anyway.
It was weird and unpleasant to try and live while being mindful of everything you might leave behind for someone unscrupulous to collect evidence without your consent, but Kadaj felt like he was managing.
He'd also taken to training his bankai against Yylfordt. Not the full of its abilities, of course; he wasn't about to flash those around in the Palace, but improving the techniques he'd learned while he was out in the world was useful. Yylfordt wasn't as difficult as Kyuzo had been, but he had more brute force to put into a fight, and he used different tactics, even if they did mostly consist of relying on brute force.
Kadaj couldn't beat him consistently yet, but he was getting there. He'd be able to beat Yylfordt without taking a scratch if he used Reunion, of course, but he needed to keep training at dual wielding. He could practice Reunion out in the wider world, away from prying eyes, on Fiends that people wanted destroyed and the Gotei squads hadn't got around to yet.
Still, Kadaj was running up against a snag that he knew was going to be a solid wall in the way of his training. Yylfordt used brute force, yes, and Kadaj had to use his speed to circumvent that, but eventually he'd come up against someone that could use magic, or that he couldn't defeat without using magic himself, and that was when Kadaj was going to struggle.
He could ask Gin. Gin he was fairly sure would have taught him before now if he'd asked, but Kadaj would rather not end up owing Gin a lot of favours, and a part of him knew it wasn't smart to let Gin know every single ability he had in his arsenal. Plus, Gin would probably respect him more for finding another way.
Kuja had tried, but Kadaj had got frustrated easily, and tantrums had usually ensued if Kuja continued to push him, and Kuja's patience had worn thin. Kadaj had ended up learning every one of Kuja's favourite plays and poems by heart, because that was easier than learning to read them, and he'd mentioned no more about learning magic since.
He could ask Aizen, but Kadaj was wary of admitting such a weakness to Aizen. Ienzo wasn't to be considered. Nel was nice, but Kadaj wasn't sure of how she'd be as a teacher, and anyway, going to someone else's subordinates with a weakness was as bad as going to them.
Then Even had come along, and Kadaj had been set to hate him because they'd fought each other in the past, but he'd found that, really, he didn't. Even was a bit stuck up, sure, but he'd also been almost nice in the face of Hojo's interest in Kadaj. Kadaj had since afforded him respect, and Even had been respectful in return, which was new territory for Kadaj. If he was honest, he kind of liked Even, in the same way that he liked Nel.
So it was in this atmosphere of growing respect and the sown seeds of affability that Kadaj, after a training session with Yylfordt and subsequent shower, went to track Even down. It wasn't a safe conversation to have in the kitchen, or somewhere else public, so Kadaj want to find Even in his own quarters. He'd made his home, so to speak, in a distant end of the Palace, where no one else really went. They hadn't known it was here before Even came, or at least, they'd known it was here but hadn't known how to get to it, and had little reason to venture down here now. As a result, the whole area felt like Even. The rest of the Palace was a mishmash of other reiatsu signatures, but here was as definitely Even's domain as Orochimaru's labs had been his, and as Kuja's quarters were his.
Kadaj felt like an intruder in someone else's territory, and he knocked politely when he could feel Even on the other side of a door in that unmistakable sense of glaciers and icicles emanating from beyond it as if you could open it onto winter.
It hadn't been that hard. Hojo had seemed to be extending him the same courtesy, but Kadaj wasn't taking chances. He'd been vigilant so far about following Even's advice and trying to leave as little trace of himself behind as he could. Nel helped, too, making sure he got his things washed and returned to his room quickly, and his crockery and utensils were quickly washed, or at least put in to soak. She'd bought him some bleach, too, and showed him how to soak his toothbrush and hairbrush in it so that, if Hojo did break into his room, he probably wouldn't get anything useful anyway.
It was weird and unpleasant to try and live while being mindful of everything you might leave behind for someone unscrupulous to collect evidence without your consent, but Kadaj felt like he was managing.
He'd also taken to training his bankai against Yylfordt. Not the full of its abilities, of course; he wasn't about to flash those around in the Palace, but improving the techniques he'd learned while he was out in the world was useful. Yylfordt wasn't as difficult as Kyuzo had been, but he had more brute force to put into a fight, and he used different tactics, even if they did mostly consist of relying on brute force.
Kadaj couldn't beat him consistently yet, but he was getting there. He'd be able to beat Yylfordt without taking a scratch if he used Reunion, of course, but he needed to keep training at dual wielding. He could practice Reunion out in the wider world, away from prying eyes, on Fiends that people wanted destroyed and the Gotei squads hadn't got around to yet.
Still, Kadaj was running up against a snag that he knew was going to be a solid wall in the way of his training. Yylfordt used brute force, yes, and Kadaj had to use his speed to circumvent that, but eventually he'd come up against someone that could use magic, or that he couldn't defeat without using magic himself, and that was when Kadaj was going to struggle.
He could ask Gin. Gin he was fairly sure would have taught him before now if he'd asked, but Kadaj would rather not end up owing Gin a lot of favours, and a part of him knew it wasn't smart to let Gin know every single ability he had in his arsenal. Plus, Gin would probably respect him more for finding another way.
Kuja had tried, but Kadaj had got frustrated easily, and tantrums had usually ensued if Kuja continued to push him, and Kuja's patience had worn thin. Kadaj had ended up learning every one of Kuja's favourite plays and poems by heart, because that was easier than learning to read them, and he'd mentioned no more about learning magic since.
He could ask Aizen, but Kadaj was wary of admitting such a weakness to Aizen. Ienzo wasn't to be considered. Nel was nice, but Kadaj wasn't sure of how she'd be as a teacher, and anyway, going to someone else's subordinates with a weakness was as bad as going to them.
Then Even had come along, and Kadaj had been set to hate him because they'd fought each other in the past, but he'd found that, really, he didn't. Even was a bit stuck up, sure, but he'd also been almost nice in the face of Hojo's interest in Kadaj. Kadaj had since afforded him respect, and Even had been respectful in return, which was new territory for Kadaj. If he was honest, he kind of liked Even, in the same way that he liked Nel.
So it was in this atmosphere of growing respect and the sown seeds of affability that Kadaj, after a training session with Yylfordt and subsequent shower, went to track Even down. It wasn't a safe conversation to have in the kitchen, or somewhere else public, so Kadaj want to find Even in his own quarters. He'd made his home, so to speak, in a distant end of the Palace, where no one else really went. They hadn't known it was here before Even came, or at least, they'd known it was here but hadn't known how to get to it, and had little reason to venture down here now. As a result, the whole area felt like Even. The rest of the Palace was a mishmash of other reiatsu signatures, but here was as definitely Even's domain as Orochimaru's labs had been his, and as Kuja's quarters were his.
Kadaj felt like an intruder in someone else's territory, and he knocked politely when he could feel Even on the other side of a door in that unmistakable sense of glaciers and icicles emanating from beyond it as if you could open it onto winter.
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Date: 2016-01-26 06:53 pm (UTC)He pitied him, just a bit, for having been convinced that he was. Somewhere along the line he had probably learned to equate reading with intelligence and not knowing how to do it made him feel ... possibly substandard.
"Some people have difficulty learning to read because they process the written word differently to the rest of the population," he told him. "It doesn't make them stupid, it just means that they have to be taught slightly differently and use other ways of getting around what is easy for everybody else."
He gave him a bit of a smile.
"You obviously have a very keen memory," he said, approvingly. "That will certainly be an asset, but you need to feel comfortable with acknowledging your weaknesses. Doing this is just as important as playing to your strengths."
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Date: 2016-01-26 07:29 pm (UTC)He squeezed his hand into a fist and closed his eyes. Admitting your weaknesses wasn't how you got along within Khamja. You hid them, covered them, denied them, just as surely as you hid some of your abilities.
He opened his fist again, slowly, before he looked up at Even, catching sight of his expression and then looking away again. He wasn't used to praise either, or at least praise that didn't have an agenda behind it.
"But I'll try," he said.
Maybe he did need to be taught some other way. Maybe that was why he could remember the passages of Kuja's plays, but he couldn't read them. He hoped that Even could help with that, it sounded like he knew what he was talking about.
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Date: 2016-01-26 07:56 pm (UTC)He looked around his office and scowled a little. Beyond it, and past the hallway that served as a sort of atrium for his quarters, both rooms were, as yet, empty. He had plans for one of them, but the other could easily be dedicated to training, at least for the time being. There was a problem, however...
"Teaching you to read will be ... innocuous enough," he started, looking back at him. "But I don't wish to take magic training to the training facility."
He had never been there, but according to those who he had heard speak of it, it was much like the garden outside. Enclosed, as one would expect in an underground palace, but treated to the sort of technology that made it feel like you were standing outdoors.
"One of the rooms I am renovating would serve," he said, scepticism creeping into his voice, "but your reiatsu would be felt readily should anybody get close or if you were to flare it. It is quite distinctive and Hojo, for a start, would not miss it."
It might give people the wrong idea. Kadaj, a known hater of all things scientific, down in the depths of the new scientist's laboratory and doing things that made him flare his reiatsu enough to use magic? If that wouldn't call his friends to the scene, Even wasn't sure what would.
"I am capable of making a containment seal," he pressed his lips together for a moment, not entirely comfortable with admitting that much to a member of the Clan, Kadaj or not, "but it may take me a little longer to get the paraphernalia that would require."
It had been something he had intended to do from the beginning. While magical seals were beyond him until he dug up the books on extinct techniques, his experience of Ninja techniques, mostly thanks to the Akatsuki clan and illicit independent study, had granted him the ability to use paper tags in such a fashion. Procuring them, however, wouldn't be easy.
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Date: 2016-01-26 08:35 pm (UTC)As would Kadaj being down here on a regular basis with his reiatsu spiking as he trained.
"What kind of paraphernalia?" He asked, his head tilted to one side.
Kadaj had the bike, and the freedom to come and go from the Palace as he pleased, but there was also the Ragnarok if Even needed something larger shipped in. It would mean Kadaj would have to explain a few things to Grimmjow and Yylfordt, but he could at least trust them to keep their mouths shut on his behalf.
If it was seals he needed, however, well... Kadaj's best friend was one of the Sound Four. Ninja paraphernalia wasn't that hard for him to get his hands on, if he needed it.
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Date: 2016-01-26 08:48 pm (UTC)There was an art to making barriers and seals and causing a variety of different off-Class magical effects with tags, and Even had far from mastered it all. He had, however, made a special effort to learn how to seal a room so that magic or chakra use could not be felt from the outside.
Initially, he had studied it so that he could establish a working laboratory in his home back in Lindblum, but it would prove useful here as well.
"I could also use some long pieces of material," he added, almost as an after thought. "Seals will keep the effects of your reiatsu from leaking beyond the tags, but the two rooms that would be suitable for magical training both have windows."
Sure, so the windows were narrow little things right at the top of his rooms, but they were ground-level from the outside of the palace. Only Marluxia was ever likely to see in through them, and that's if he made the effort, on account of the area of the palace he occupied being situated deep in the territory of his malboro sentinels, but he was one person too many. Even didn't entirely trust him and he didn't want him, of all people, to know what he was teaching Kadaj.
"The sooner I can make the area suitable for training, the sooner we can start doing so."
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Date: 2016-01-26 09:06 pm (UTC)Curtains, on the other hand, were more Kuja's domain than Tayuya's, and Kadaj didn't feel like asking Kuja if he could have those. There'd be a lot of curious questions.
"If the curtains from some of the empty rooms won't fit, I can get some the next time I go on a hunt." He had the freedom, and he could find an excuse to go whenever he pleased without having anyone ask weird and difficult questions now. "Is there anything else you'd need?"
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Date: 2016-01-26 09:09 pm (UTC)He smiled a little. Wider-ruled notebooks would probably be useful, but Kadaj didn't have anything wrong with his motor skills, so Even doubted that he would struggle to write.
"That should be enough."
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Date: 2016-01-26 09:35 pm (UTC)"Then I'll get them as soon as I can," he said, softly, standing up out of Even's chair. It didn't make him feel any less subordinate to be stood up, not when Even towered over him. "And if you need anything else," he offered, and finished the offer with a slightly awkward shrug to indicate he'd do what he could, "let me know."
He looked up at Even, feeling awkward in a way he wasn't used to. He felt exposed, but he'd been naked in front of people and felt much less exposed than this. He'd told Even things that had been secret, and Even hadn't laughed, or mocked, or, as far as Kadaj could tell for now, made plans to use the information for his own ends. It was a weird feeling. "Thanks," he said, quietly.
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Date: 2016-01-26 10:31 pm (UTC)"I'll show you out, then." He said, pulling the key from his pocket.