[Silence at first, with slightly ragged breathing. It takes a moment for him to finally speak, and when he does it's numb, bitter, lacking any of the shock he felt from the experience before.]

Just a remnant... Always incomplete.

I'm not scared.

But at least it's something new. If only I could fight them. Nothing seems to work! Nothing ever ( Read more... )

Are you proud of yourselves? Playing into their very hands, in fear of what? Death? Or was it greed, that led you to go back to square one?

What do you intend to do now?

Are we playing hide and seek, now?

It's not nearly as fun like this. But what can you do? Sit and cry pathetically like one of them? It doesn't really matter. I'll win either way.

This looks like fun!

Like my own playground...

Well.

Won't this be fun.

They've all gone mad.

...

I don't know what to do.

It's gone.

I...

Never again. I won't allow it.

Mn.

I like the change in decor though. It's only too bad I didn't play during the fun.

[The communicator goes on, but when it does there's only faint breathing on the other end.]

...

[Some muffled chuckling that does not belong to Kadaj, and one can hear the sound of it dropping to the ground, before a little crunch, and then static.]

[End transmission.]

((ooc; Kadaj is now in Urahara's grasp and without a communicator, so HE ( Read more... )