#ekusosu

"Fifty-four--" interruption's abrupt, sharp and cutting through like a knife to butter. It's a brief oversight (some old habits die hard, it seems... a tale as old as time.) on Mayuri's end, and he's willing to overlook it. Why wouldn't he? His word was the end all, be all, after all. Nothing more, nothing less. "... Yon," came the curt correction after, the Twelfth glancing up from a project that's dropped down a few rungs on his ladder of priorities. "You're a lot more sociable as of late... Don't tell me that you've actually gone and made some friends?"

Yon with his dad creator! I forgot how Yon looks color wise so I hope you don’t mind him being black and white

As for the aesthetics of them - Mayuri always goes with a gold design for them, as Mayuri simply likes the color. He likes a certain consistency to his color theme ( the gold matches his eyes ), because otherwise it would look messy ( hence why he only paints himself black/white ).

     ❝ As you should be. ❞ It was different with--- YON. Yon that was his name! He was getting better at remembering it. The other had expressed a wish to be referred to that instead of the number Mayuri had initially given him. Given, yon was a number too... Oh well. There was a big difference between the life Mayuri had given Yon, and the one he had given Hitsugaya. In a way, Mayuri had not given Hitsugaya a life - he had preserved it, or saved it, if you will. Hitsugaya would’ve certainly been dead without his assistance ( which now didn’t sound as too bad of an option, since Hitsugaya didn’t treat him any differently than before ). Yon, on the other hand? He never would’ve existed at all without Mayuri. Mayuri was, in a way, his ‘ Father ‘. In the same sense that Nemu was his ‘ Daughter ‘. It wasn’t exactly the same though, since Nemu and him shared the same DNA, while Yon did not. Nevertheless, Yon was his creation. Mayuri was pleased with him. He was polite, hard-working... And ALIVE. He was a far greater success than Mayuri ever imagined. Looking at him made him think of his own triumph and that he had literally underestimated his own ability. He was better than he thought. Yes, Mayuri liked Yon. It was why he was trying to show him the kindness of referring to him by his chosen name. Trying being the key word.

“Um… but… isn’t he like… a kid? I have some scruples, you know.”

“That’s very kind of you to say,” but then his lie will be exposed, as Shuuhei will quickly run out of actual Shinigami Men’s Association matters to discuss with Akon, if he meets Shuuhei under those pretenses. “Um… th-the thing is… there were s-some other things that I w-wouldn’t mind being able to s-speak to Akon-san about, but… um… they were of a more… p-personal nature… so it wouldn’t b-be right to, um, to m-make you a proxy in that…” Is he brick red yet? He tries to hide his face behind the papers, pretending to read them carefully. (He will, of course, read them carefully, but not right now.)

     A moment of silence and he looked at Go-jû-yon, and realized WHY the other was asking. It was because he would be facing death very soon. According to Mayuri’s calculations, his body should size to function in fifteen days. He didn’t believe his calculations were wrong. After all - this was a being that HE had created. ❝ But what will happen when YOU die? ❞ He tapped his fingers against each other, in thought.  ❝ That will be interesting to observe! ❞ It was a shame that the other had to die, he wasn’t going to lie about that.  Go-jû-yon was a masterful creation. Mayuri would have liked to see him continue living - especially considering what a success it had been with his abilities. But, he knew that watching the body break down and observe the process would provide him with valuable data that he could use for his next creation. 

He could ramble on a bit, but he was still winding down from his senses being the way they were earlier. He can hold a full conversation later.