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[hr][hr][sup]So many conflicting personalities. What a makeshift council we have this generation, but they were all strong and the Storm Pillar knew this more so than any of them. His time would be over soon, and these runts would be the ones who last after he was gone. Could he trust that future in them? He wasn't so sure, and his face painted with disdain was all the more a display of his feelings for the group. But there was hope, the Storm Pillar glanced over to Kuuto and flashed his teeth for a very brief moment- probably not that noticeable, hopefully. But his thoughts would need to directed at the subject matter once again, these younguns needed direction at the least.

"[color=yellowgreen]There is always the possibility that one of the surviving Demon Moons is capable of creating more demons with their blood. While these types are rare, they do exist- and if they do the demon threat will never become extinct. As for our own extinction, what's wrong with that? A world that doesn't require the Demon Slaying Corps is a better world with one less plague upon mankind, and if your ego is too large to recognize this then you- HAVE NO PLACE AMONG THE PILLARS! Kiyoura, keep an eye on our supply routes as the traitor may leak the information on their locations to an enemy. Kikumi, I would like you to take in ten-to-twenty of the fresh recruits into your classes for training. We're going to need as many strong-bodied warriors as possible. Maria, while the elite teams are hunting down the traitor we'll need your sect to continue the war on the remaining demons- delegate as you wish, I know your hatred for the scum is as deep as my own. Even use that filthy foreigner if you like, I don't care. As for you Fushigi, let your pigeons do as you please- but I believe your resources would be much better suited finding the final Demon Moons. We haven't found any of the remaining three, and that is your job. But alas' I am only but the policing Pillar, in charge of our laws and regulations- you all may do as you please. I'll begin conducting random interrogations on the demon slayers who are not directly serving underneath a pillar, after that, I will begin interrogations on those beneath all of you.

One last thing, the Army has kidnapped a few of the potential recruits before they could reach this most recent Final Selection. There are enemies at every direction no matter what era we live in, so don't let your guard down- this meeting is over unless any of you have some parting words.[/color]"

The Storm Pillar stomped his right foot hard on the wooden floor, so hard that an echo would travel throughout the bottom floor of the facility. Upon this action the Pillar's pupils within the establishment would snap their eyes open wide and stand, those stationed near doors would quickly slide open each entrance and then return to a stand-still post. They would not even acknowledge the pillars, though the Tsuguko was given some leeway with this but others whom were still at the bottom of the totem pole would be punished if they made a single emote. [/sup]


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[sup]"[color=mediumseagreen]If the idiot wants to die, let him die. Demon boy, Fushigi-san's reports said your name was Kuchizaki. What a strange name, did you take to calling yourself that as a demon- or were you born with it? And if is your given name, your mother is a stupid~bitch~![/color]" The River Pillar snickered like a spoiled child, turning his sights to his student-friend-partner Nobu. "[color=mediumseagreen]Oi, Nobu. I give you permission to take this shithead's sword if he dies- But you can't eat him. Actually, maybe you can take a bit or two.[/color]"

The student merely grunted in response to the Pillar's words. Could he still be called that now that he'd defected? To be a pillar you would need to be a member of the Demon Slaying Corps, right? No way would he need to bow his head and deal with this punk's bullshit any longer than he had to. "[b]Keep talking like that, you're the one who invited me to tag along with you. I was just trying to keep Kuchizaki alive. You just seem like a bored child looking for the next thing to entertain yourself.[/b]" The student spat, coughing up blood from the exhausting of his lungs and wincing with every step of pain.

"[color=black]Calm down, keep walking, there is obviously a destination in mind. Right? And as for my name, no it's not my given name- I left that behind a long time ago.[/color]" The demon frowned as their march continued. Tamagawa nodded, not quite wishing to offer words to the two strangers at the moment as they would get their answer within an hour or so. Their destination was actually a hidden facility, secluded, well-guarded, it was definitely something they would see. As they stomped over shrubbery, loose branches, water pouring down over them, the journey would seem a lot shorter than it actually was. And the fact that this organization could settle themselves so close by, it was frightening. But what found them when they reached that destination was what made the River Pillar the most anxious, just who exactly were the members of this Shingetsu?

"[b]There's no point in trying to talk to this guy. My master used to tell me all the time, that the River Pillar was a thick, simple-minded, monkey of a swordsman. With his big sword, and his eccentric personality, Master never understood why the Ubuyashiki Clan liked him so much. Now that he's defected, I wonder what they'll think of that decision.[/b]"[/sup]