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Post by Micah Strauss on Sept 13, 2013 23:23:40 GMT -5
The Seireitei was on the brink of chaos, with the recent attack everything was becoming settled. The injured were being cared for, and the healthy were cleaning up the messes. Micah, the new captain stepped out of the barracks for the first time in what seemed to be ages. They had been helping the wounded, retriving them, and mending their wounds. He couldn't take it anymore. Wiping back his blonde hair he slipped out a small cigarette. Something he swiped way from his last visit in the human world. You couldn't find them anywhere around here and he only had four left. What a drag. Smacking the package he took one out and slipped it into a pocket in his coat as he took out a old and worn Zippo lighting it before sliding back into the post and taking a deep inhale. The smoke stimulated him.
Looking over his shoulders he saw men rushing back and forth. What a busy life, surely this wasn't what they were meant to do for the rest of their unearthly "lives". He let out a sigh as the smoke left his mouth. What was going on with the worlds? one day he was a unseated officer, the next he was the captain of a squad. It's like this place WANTED him to feel pressure. Pushing off with the back of his foot he yelled to the people inside.
"I'm going for a walk."
The yell back was shrill and unsteady. It nearly gave him a headache.
"O-Okay Boss."
Putting his hands in his pocket he turned down the road and began his stroll. Men and woman of all ages and sizes brushed past the newly appointed captain as his Zanpakuto tapped against his belt. The day was growing old and the red sun was nearly gone signaling a change from night to day. With a flick of his foot he was on top of one of the many building. The wind blew through his hair as the sweat blew with it.
"What a dreadful night."
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Post by Kakashei Haruko on Sept 14, 2013 0:21:21 GMT -5
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"What a day, What a day. Didn't expect that I would have to deal with the after effect of the invasion. Why must I feel out so much paper work? Is this punishment for not participating in the Invasion battles? I am quite positive I am not the only one. Hell, I stayed behind to protect the Seiretei just in case of a attack. I should be thanked not punish." he stated while exhaling and running his fingers through his hair. White locks loosely fell back in place as his hand raised back down onto his desk. Tilting his head, he leaned back in his chair for a bit while he look to the ceiling.
"I'm finally done.. I've been coup up in this office for hours, my hand is cramp, and my legs have fallen asleep a good ten times. And my ass is begining to feel a bit sour. I need to go out for a fresh air and a walk." he stated as he raised out of hsi seat and headed to the back. Using the restroom first, he rinse his face with water as he headed back towards his desk. Picking up his zanpakuto, he place it along his right hip and check to assure that it was stable. Once that was out of the way, he grabbed his sleeveless captain's haori and quickly place it on. Pacing to his mirror, he look at his reflection for a moment as he adjusted his haori.
Once that was done he turned to look at his office. It was layered with different paintings he has painted over the years. Sighing, he questioned if he should simply paint instead. It has been a while, but then again, he really needed to let his legs stretch and a walk will be perfect for just that. So, he made his exit from his office. Looking to his subordinates, he gave a slight wave to greet them. "I am heading out for a while." he stated as they nodded. With that he took his exit from his barracks and made way towards the south of the seiretei. As he pace along the road, his gaze lifted from the ground as he spotted one of the other captains. "Captain Strauss? I would of expected you to be tending to the wounded. Going for a walk as well?" he question as he tried to make idle chatter. In all honesty, he wasn't very familiar with the captain. He didn't know him very well, so this could be a good oppertunity. It would at least made the day less boring.
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Post by Jin Hoshigawa on Sept 14, 2013 4:17:37 GMT -5
Words: 551 Notes: what what?!. Tags: Micah, Kakashei He's not an upright Dog But an on all fours dog !
"One-hundred and fifty-three...One-hundred and fifty-four...."Words seemed to flow through the nightly lit sky as a certain white haired shinigami took in quick deep breaths. His legs hung over the railing of his barracks, just outside his office. There was a feeling of uneasiness that seemed to rush over the captain any time he thought of the last few nights. He had the innate urge to stop what he was doing, and train. He didn't care if his paperwork suffered, or reports weren't filled out; he needed to be stronger. "One-hundred and fifty-five...That works for now." The words escaped his lips with a sense of complacency; He could of done more, but he was fine with what he had done. He needed to take a break, having done nothing but train his body for the last week. Still it was nothing if it meant he could protect his friends.
Pulling himself up, and off of the railing, Jin walked toward his office. As his hand grasped the handle to his sliding window, he arched a brow at the same moment his ears twitched back and then forward. Softly chuckling as his head turned slightly to the left he noted something very strange. Kakashei AND one of our newer captains? Micah, was it? Interesting... It was in that moment that Jin would pay his respects to the fourth division captain; he was, at least, partially responsible for the lives that were saved in the last month as the war waged on. His own life probably being saved by one of his own subordinates. Shunpoing into his office, Jin brushed down his chest and neck of the sweat that gathered across his naked chest before grabbing the top half of his Shihakushō and putting everything together. Grabbing his haori, Jin turned on the ball of his foot and shunpoing toward the collection of reiatsu.
As Jin made his way through the darkened streets of the Seireitei, he thought to himself about the war that was still going on. He had been initially charged with prepping the human world should the war move there and not even a week later, he managed to fight two Espada, one of those fights nearly killing him; The primera was strong, terrifyingly so, but Jin had help. The Ninth Espada though was a fight he had all unto himself, and while he had the advantage at the end Jin wasn't too far behind his opponent and that bright white light. What if he had died? What would Soul Society do? Would that cost them the war, or would his death be the last spur they needed to win the war and bring the shinigami to a new age? A soft chuckle escaped his lips as that last thought passed through his mind.
"That would be interesting, don't you think Zetsumei?" The question came verbally, but was directed inwardly. Zetsumei, Jin's spirit, wasn't one for talking, but even still, Jin what his answer would be. He and Death were close, and Jin wasn't going anywhere any time soon. Jin grinned wildly at the thought of his spirits response just before landing in front of the other two captains, one hand raised and then tilting as he waved at them. "Yo guys. Everyone up still? Helluva night, no?"
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Post by Micah Strauss on Sept 14, 2013 12:02:53 GMT -5
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The air was cold as the sun set, and footsteps matted down the dust as another walked towards Micah. Turning around he greeted the man with a partial bow as he tried to make conversation. He was surprised to see Kakashei, The Captain of Squad Five, making his way towards him. A smile came across his face.
"I was tending to them but I needed to get away from the death... you know, it seems lkke that's all there is these days. Sure, everyone loves a good fight, but so much death... it's just... such a waste no?"
He was rambling now and he didn't want to seem like that now. Especially since he just met a veteran Captain. Walking up to the captain he stuck out his hand with a smile the cigarette and at a 90 degree angle he chuckled a bit.
"Anywho, I don't think I've actually met you besides the recent meetings. You can call me Micah."
Just then he heard a mumble off in the distance and the rise of reiatsu. He knew it had to be a captain but which one. That's when he heard the rest. It was Jin, what a coincidence, three Captains all in one place.
"Yeah, busy too. I've been working all night on tending to the wounded. I hear you both have been pretty swamped as well. What a waste."
Turning around he paced for a moment before turning around back to the men. His hair flared up as the wind blew through it and his hand rose in an Ah Hah! fashion as though he had gotten a great idea.
"I know, we should do something fun, to take out minds off of this. Any suggestions?"
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Post by Kakashei Haruko on Sept 15, 2013 2:30:21 GMT -5
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✖ CRYSTAL BLUE DISGUISE So I... I will paint you in silver, I will wrap you in cold. I will lift up your voice as I sink. TAGS something here WORDS something here STATS HAN: 12--REI: 14--HAK: 12--SEI: 12--BUK: 12--HOH: 14 NOTES something here Seeing the other captain greet him with a bow, he did the same as he leaned forward for a few seconds. Raising back to his normal height, his gaze stayed focus on the other captain. At the same time, his right hand raised to move his hair from out of his face. Hearing a answer to his questuon, he wasn't very surprised, he could never see himself doing this type of work theother captain did. It would of been tiring and to hetic for him, something he really does not like dealing with.
"Ah, you too. I had to get out, the paper work has been laid on us pretty thick. Cramp my hand just about six times. Once I was finish, I rush out of the office as quickly as I could." he stated as the other captain spoke on the death issue here now a days It was true, there was a lot of death, but it is also something that they had to deal with.They signed up for the job, we knew the risk when we signed up for this job. "Very true, it is a high percentage of death now a days. It is increasing more and more, which make things a lot more difficult for us. Having to deal with the emotional complications of our comrads dying as well as dealing with a difficult enemy is not the best of situations."
It was not long before he look over his shoulder to see Jin. It had been a day or two since he has seen the other captain. Actually, they have been running into one another a lot lately. it is certainly interesting to see the captain once again, but he questioned why. Did they all seriously decided to take off for a walk along the roads?
Well, maybe the quote of "Great mind thinks a lot" came into effect. Nevertheless, they were all there now, might as well hang out. "Nice to see you again, Jin... Work tiring you as well, don't blame you." he stated as he look back to Micahs. "So, we can't stand here forever. Shall we go and do something as a group?" he asked them while folding his arms over his chest.
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Post by Jin Hoshigawa on Sept 16, 2013 1:23:07 GMT -5
Words: 461 Notes: Get some!. Tags: Micah, Kakashei He's not an upright Dog But an on all fours dog !
Jin grinned as the two other captains greeted him. It was a strange thing to see three captains in spot, especially outside of a meeting. Most certainly now that the Soul Society was in disarray; the captain commander was gone - killed by the leader of the Arrancar army, most captains were seemingly missing from a battle that needed them most, and the fourth division was in such a shit storm from all of the battles, and deaths it was surprising that any of them managed to get away. Still, the fact remained that they were all here, and why not make the best of it? The night was warm, the sky was dark, almost inviting any and all bumps in the night to come crawling out.
His head turned from captain to captain, his hand coming up and grasping the line to his haori; he had something planned and he figured it best to not damage the one thing that showed the others that he was a captain. Pulling the white short sleeved gown like piece of clothing off, he folded it and placed it on his shulder before that grin he held upon his face grew even wider. "I've got an idea." He started, his eyes drifting slowly from the dark skinned male, to the blond haired shinigami, and back again. "We always need to improve....right?" Jin was taking his sweet old time getting to the meat of his proposal; he wanted them to understand just where he was going with this little escapade. He stood straight up, finally getting to it.
"We fight. All three of us in a free-for-all. I mean I've been itching to see your zanpakuto Kakashei since the last time we talked." He then turned his head toward the other, more pale-in-comparison-to-kakashei captain, and started. "I mean, nothing too serious, but just something fun. We can work on our weaknesses, while helping each other. Let's go, we can use my barracks." Jin turned on the ball of his foot and shunpoed away, leaking enough of his reiatsu out so the other captains could easily follow. Once the three of them landed inside of the large, enclosed area, Jin turned tossing his haori neatly on the white stone tiles.
He waited for the other two captains to ready up before he started to draw his sword. His left hand also lifting and pointing toward Kakashei. "You two better be ready. This won't just be a a walk in the park. Hado #4: Byakurai" As the blue bolt of lightning left his hand, headed toward the dark skinned male Jin shunpoed to the other captains front, his left hand now holding the hilt of his sword, it coming down in a very quick, standard slash.
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