it's funny the things that you find in the rain
So. Yes. Lady Shiba is kind of fun character to play with. Bleach has an abundance of dead wife characters and she's most definately one of the most mysterious. I was strangely disappointed that she was given a name and a face in Episode 49: not because I don't want her to have one, but because it kind of took away from the mystique that she had in the manga. And also it took away from Rukia's big. gay. crush on her.
Still want to know who her seiyuu was, though.
She says: “I was taken in by the Captain when I was very young.”
She doesn’t say: “My family was killed by the man from Zaraki.”
She doesn’t say: “I didn’t speak very much then.”
She doesn’t say: “I was a small girl, and I was frightened.”
She doesn’t talk about the fact that the Captain had seemed so huge to her, that his hair was so strange to her: white, let loose around his shoulders. That he’d laughed deep and pleasantly and that she’d never heard anything quite like it before. That the 4th division had been kind to her, but that he was the first thing she’d thought of as warm, since her brother had picked her up and taken her to some place quiet and dark before he’d left to die.
She doesn’t say: “I was raised by the 13th division. The Captain oversaw my training, when he had the time. All of my life since, I have seen myself as his subordinate. All of my life since, my duty has been to him. All my life since, I have wanted to serve with the utmost efficiency. I have wanted to be strong. I have wanted to be proud. I have wanted to make him proud of me. I have wanted to be worthy. I have wanted him to laugh like that more. I have wanted him to ruffle my hair. I have wanted him to watch me hold a sword steady.”
She certainly doesn’t say: “All my life since, I have always thought of him as...”
And here, she doesn't talk about her time back from her first year of Academy: how she ran through the halls of the division complex in her school uniform, her ponytail whipping and her heart beating hard. Past tenth seats and sixth seats and fifth seats and fourth seats and things she had yet to become. What will he think, she’d thought. Of what I’ve learned…
She does say: “…I don’t remember much before that.”
Still want to know who her seiyuu was, though.
She says: “I was taken in by the Captain when I was very young.”
She doesn’t say: “My family was killed by the man from Zaraki.”
She doesn’t say: “I didn’t speak very much then.”
She doesn’t say: “I was a small girl, and I was frightened.”
She doesn’t talk about the fact that the Captain had seemed so huge to her, that his hair was so strange to her: white, let loose around his shoulders. That he’d laughed deep and pleasantly and that she’d never heard anything quite like it before. That the 4th division had been kind to her, but that he was the first thing she’d thought of as warm, since her brother had picked her up and taken her to some place quiet and dark before he’d left to die.
She doesn’t say: “I was raised by the 13th division. The Captain oversaw my training, when he had the time. All of my life since, I have seen myself as his subordinate. All of my life since, my duty has been to him. All my life since, I have wanted to serve with the utmost efficiency. I have wanted to be strong. I have wanted to be proud. I have wanted to make him proud of me. I have wanted to be worthy. I have wanted him to laugh like that more. I have wanted him to ruffle my hair. I have wanted him to watch me hold a sword steady.”
She certainly doesn’t say: “All my life since, I have always thought of him as...”
And here, she doesn't talk about her time back from her first year of Academy: how she ran through the halls of the division complex in her school uniform, her ponytail whipping and her heart beating hard. Past tenth seats and sixth seats and fifth seats and fourth seats and things she had yet to become. What will he think, she’d thought. Of what I’ve learned…
She does say: “…I don’t remember much before that.”