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There was a subtlety to today that no one else could really account for. There was a sadness in the air, and but then there was also a feeling of triumph. Setting aside his own personal feelings on the matter, there was something about today that just gave Jin the goosebumps. He had been cooped up in the seireitei for some time, given the task of plotting out the long-term battle, tactics, battle strategies, and the like. Jin understood this task, he knew what he had to do, but that didn't mean he wanted too. He was much like the other captains, tired of being locked away in this damned circle, tasked with protecting when he could be out there, fighting! Jin took in a deep breath, his lips curling into wide grin before his canines began to show, gleaming off of the sunlight through the windows. If he was going to be stuck in here, why not make the best of it?

His eyes closed, and his mind began to focus. He wasn't looking for a fight, or anything like that, but another captain. Someone else that was around, that was also probably bored out of their mind. Where could they be? Argh, it didn't help that there were battles, reiatsu flaring, and then dropping. This was getting really te-oh, there he is. Jin had found someone. with his eyes opened, and his lips now closed (he didn't want a bug getting in his teeth while he was shunpoing) Jin vanished. He had been known around the seireitei for having one of the best flash steps in the gotei. He had spent his entire life up to that point practicing three things. Weapon skill, shunpo, and durability. Everything else wasn't lacking, not by any stretch of the imagination, but they were superior, no doubt about that.

Finally arriving at his destination, Jin casually began walking toward the other captain. Jin was wearing the typical captain attire. Black shihakushou, with the white haori over top. The symbol on the back indicating which division he had control over. Jin had just recently been promoted to captain, refusing to take the position until he was more powerful. He knew the dangers out there, and he wasn't going to take a job where the seireitei needed him to be the strongest of the division; where his squad mates needed him to protect them. Sure, Jin played a lot, took things to far, and flirted with every female shinigami around, but he also took his job seriously, and wouldn't care let anything get in the way of him protecting his friends, family, and his home.

Getting a little tear eyed at his own revelation within his person, he needed to lighten the mood. What could he do? What did the man in front of him like to do? Aha! Jin had it! shunpoing once more, now appearing on the railing in front of the man, laying across with one leg up, and one arm supporting his head Jin stared at the other man, two crimson hue eyes and white hair flapping in the soft breeze. Nothing but a couple words escaping his lips. "Kakashei....I have a request." He started, setting up the tension. And then.... "Paint me like one of your french girls!"

With canines showing, and a wild grin slithering across Jins face, he waited for just the right moment to lean over, and hand upside down with his legs being supported by the beam he had just previously been laying on. Still staring up at the man with his crimson eyes. "No, but seriously. You bored too Kakashei?!" Jin asked sternly as his pale, almost albino skin turning beat red from hanging upside down.

Jin laughed at the other captains retort. Very true indeed. He nodded in agreement before walking around the other captain. They were like polar-opposites when it came to their skin tone. Jin was About as pale as snow on black cement, and Kakashei looked like he had a tan that could rock out for days. Jin was a little jealous, but being the one that would joke about anything he nearly made a comment on it, but the other captain decided to speak before Jin could.

"Yeah, I'm keeping an eye...sense...ear? I'm making sure the battle stays in our favor. Heh, you know, just in case someone starts losing, I'll head their way." Jin was still one of the younger captains, but he also had some of the most experience; he was strong, and could handle himself if the time was needed. He proved this time and again, twice with some young quincy(both of which were strong) Jin shook his head, snapping back to reality. When you more than often drifted off into memories, you got used to shaking your head.

Grinning wildly once more, Jin finally stopped, his hands entering his pockets as his haori wrapped around his wrists. Jumping about a foot off the ground, he sat himself upon the railing once more, his crimson hued eyes staring at the other man. "How much longer do you think the war will last Kakashei?" Jin was genuinely curious what the other captain thought, Jin felt like he was going to join the battle soon, but what would kakashei do? He understood waiting here, at least for now. "I think I'll join the battle soon. We need to end it now, or it could cost us in the long run." Jin felt a little more serious now than he had in a long while. Maybe it was his company, maybe it was the situation, or perhaps he was just growing up. Haha....like that would ever happen.

Jin wasn't sure what he thought about the new arrancar leader. He had heard stories that she was terrifyingly powerful, something unheard of even within the ranks of the espada Ichigo Kurosaki, the man who had defeated Aizen, gave the shinigami information regarding their most powerful transformation, and if this woman had this second stage...Jin didn't even want to think about it. He sighed, his eyes looking over at the other man. He felt like telling Kakashei that he was making him too serious, or maybe that he should lighten up. But where would that get him? Hurting this mans feelings? Making him angry? Causing him to retaliate against him? No, he'd leave it as it were.

Soon after letting the thought drift away from his thoughts, he had seemingly felt the same reiatsu burst that the other man had. Jin's eyes drifted toward the spot, but was soon taken back to the other man. It seemed that the two of them had the same state of mind when it came to the war. The espada weren't making their way into the seireitei, and that was mostly due to the other captains holding them off. There was that powerful fuck Shojiro, and then the young buck Yu and Rin out there. He could feel those two more than the others. Their fight is probably done...I wonder how the others are doing. He couldn't feel them. He shrugged and decided that it would probably be best to just wait. If they needed him, he'd be able to tell.

As for now... Jin drew his entire sword out, sheath and all, and starting to poke the other man. Jin didn't know a lot about this man, he wasn't sure what his capabilities were, or even what his zanpakuto did. What better topic than that?! He could get to know the man, and learn about his powers; if he learned about them he could possibly plan ahead of time a strategy using it and his own powers. "Hey...Hey...Hey Kakashei...what's your zanpakuto do? I'll show you mind if you show me yours!" He winked before leaping back and holding his sword forward. "What do ya say?"

Jin was glad to see that he wasn't the only one to lose his focus on a regular basis. Jin laughed inwardly, his hands entering his pockets as he set his blade off to the side. He saw that Kakashei wasn't fond of it, and while Jin wasn't completely opposed to messing with him, war time was stressful. His eyes stared off into the sky, the calm in the barracks was a welcome sight. However, he was lucky enough to hear the other man begin to speak.

Snapping back to reality, Jin arched a brow and grinned. "Ink manipulation you say?" He started, his hands exiting his pockets as he placed both onto the railing, pushing himself into the air and then placing his butt on the wooden beam. He tilted his head, and then started to rattle off about his own zanpakuto. "That's pretty cool. Mine is kinda the same...if manipulation of a liquid is the same. My zanpakuto is blood based. Eerie right?" He laughed, turning his body so he could lap across the beam.

"what about your bankai? I'd show you mine, but it could get really messy." The question came right after he managed to align himself perfectly across the beam. His eyes staring at the other captain. Kakashei was a strange man. Calm, collected, but he almost seemed out of place, unfocused. Or maybe he just didn't want Jin around. Well what better time than to ask him now. "Say, Kakashei...you aren't BOTHERED by me being here, are you?"

"You're both right, and wrong. I can't control another's blood from within them because of the reiatsu that is always between me and them." He started with his sword in his hand; he was twirling the sword as a whole, a wide grin spread across his face. "However, the moment their blood exists the body, mine included, I get a companion. This "companion" can fight on it's own, or I can manipulate it into a second weapon. " He wasn't going into complete detail, but he was giving his new friend a peak into his zanpakuto's ability. That was what he wanted right?

Jin's ears perked up at the mention of draining another persons blood. A wild grin spreading across his features, and a soft laughter escaping his lips. "That is also a yes, and no question. That is part of my bankai; I can drain someone of their blood, if the correct conditions are met. They have to be fairly weak though; or rather, weaker than myself." Jin felt a weird surge of pride, and happiness as he talked about his zanpakuto. He and Zetsumei had been through a lot; reliving his own memories, playing one another in chess (something they did on the regular now) and defeating strong opponents.

Finding another person who shared the same connection with their zanpakuto would be hard, the only person coming to mind was Komamura, but he was long since gone. Shame, really, Jin would have gotten along great with him. He shook his head, obviously losing himself in his own thoughts. He turned back to the other man and grinned. "I'm sure you're just down playing your bankai. Maybe one day we can test our abilities against one another." He laughed and then watched as Kakashei got even more serious. His eyes widened and then he nodded.

It seemed like Kakashei was a lot like Jin. Straight forward, to the point, but just much more stoic about it. He seemed to be in a constant state of anger, or maybe it was more like a calm. He wasn't sure what to consider this man at the moment. Nodding once more in agreement, Jin rose a fist to the sky. "Here, here! Although...I think I feel Lucien's reiatsu. He's fighting someone powerful, isn't he? He better take it seriously...we don't need to lose another captain."

"Yeah, a companion. Here, let me show you." He started, grabbing the hilt to his blade and slowly pulling it from his sheath. "It's not the easiest to explain. He's like a second set of eyes, ears; I mean I can't use him as like my eyes, but he can keep the enemy on their toes." Jin continued. Holding the blade in front of him, he took in a deep breath; it wasn't necessary or anything, but it did give him the ability to concentrate on the task at hand. He closed his eyes, his reiatsu bending around the blade as it started to surge.

"Death be with you. Zetsumei." Jin swung his blade downward, the wooden handle transforming along with the cross guard and blade into an all black sword. The cross guard morphed into a metal plate with three dog heads circling one another. The blade turned all black, 'roaming spirits' floating inside of the blade. There were roughly twenty floating spirits inside of the sword. Jin smiled, holding out his sword and grinning. "This is Zetsumei. Those spirits you see inside the sword? They're the souls I have slain. Or at least that's what I gathered. A new one pops up when I have to kill someone."

There was obviously pain in the words. Jin turning his head, letting out a deep sigh before looking back to the sword. He loved his blade, his powers, and he wouldn't give it up for the world. He chuckled to himself before resting the bladed edge along his arm. Pulling quickly, he spilled some of his blood over the ground. He didn't show any signs of pain but instead a wild grin came slithering across his features as he pointed down at the puddle of blood. "Look!" Jin nodded as a red hound appeared from the good.

This was the moment that Jin let out a loud cackle, running his hand along the wet back of the beast. "This is spike. He likes running, fetching red goo that explodes, and biting people. Don't worry though, he won't bite you." Then almost like a sonic boom, Jin felt a weight he hadn't felt in a long time. Who's reiatsu was this? No...He turned his body swiftly, a terrified look on his face. "Dammit Lucien..." Jin jumped to his feet, standing atop the railing. He turned to Kakashei, a sad look on his face/

"I've gotta go. You might want to get into the battle somewhere too. Lucien isn't going bankai...and who ever it is he's fighting most definitely just released himself. I'm gonna save his ass....it was fun Kakashei!" He hollered at the other captain before shunpoing away. He didn't have time to seal his zanpaukto, or grab the sheath. Besides he wasn't going to make the same mistake that young bastard was.