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Yousha laughed at Kiyoshi’s response until the pale flesh man had to stopped due to a coughing fit resulting in blood streaming from the fingers locked over his mouth. “I find it funny that you would compare yourself to a crippled old man…” He smirked and their was a tap on Kiyoshi’s shoulder where Yousha now stood while his image continued to linger where he sat. “I am where I want when I want I am not going to sit around a empty meeting hall while you and the other captains file in. You should learn one very valid truth boy… I am never wrong. How can I never be wrong you may wonder… because my intelligence is simply that great… while yours is barely measurable… now stay still and remain silent.” With that he was back where he was sitting… one couldn’t tell how long ago he had moved back as the lingering images had just started to fade. He pressed his fingers together. “Though I know exactly how you earned command of the torture squad… your presence and incompetence is all that is needed… to repulse our foes… not to mention your level of respect to your fellows. Your skill is lacking as well… I can make a man talk with but my hands… torture is an art I am more then fond of… from what I gather your Zanpakuto make a mockery of such an art… sad really… you got the hand downs of the punishment squad… guess they needed to give a squad or forsook their actual purpose something to do. You know busy work since they stopped being useful. How does it feel to have regressed your squad so far?” Once he was finished he took out a long opium cigarette lighting it he held it up with his lips as he relaxed back into his chair.

//I don’t hate you, I’ve played some real assholes as characters so its no problem.//