[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northeast Seireitei

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It was a miracle that they were able to make it too 4th division in a timely manner. It might have been the fact that Hageshi was so intimidating to Oyama that she was able to correct Oyama’s inability to have direction; never mind the fact that she was carrying someone who was injured. Though they made it into the division they weren’t done walking, a pair of nurses came in, doing something she couldn’t quite understand, before they would burst through a barrier where doctors seemed to be waiting, but Oyama stopped at the barrier.
It was not her place to be, whether she wanted to or not, and she most certainly did not want to be there. A sigh came from her as she turned her head to look around the area, people walking about doing their work. Well her training would be postponed seeing as she’s in 4th’s area, nothing else to do, but to walk out form this area. So she began to backtrack her way out of the area she was in, enough so that she reached a court yard.
It seemed to be constantly busy here, people walking back and forth between sections of the building, talks between collogues about various procedures, and theoretical ones as well. Course all of this was going over her head, but there was a quite area along the building wall, to which she took the small walk to it; stopping to pull her zanpakuto from her sash, before putting her back against the wall, sliding herself down and gently placing her zan ontop of her legs before closing her eyes.

For a while she couldn’t see anything. Only hearing the voices that passed by, the wind softly blowing, along with a few birds chirping in the distance, before it all started to slow down, stopping and leaving her in darkness. It was only for a moment before she was pulled into her zanpakuto’s world.
It was a stonewalled, gothic architecture, its floors a mirrored marvel, 3 arch door ways to lead out to a balcony that looked over a field, at the center arch door sat the blood panda himself; sitting down with his legs crossed legged, and it appeared that he had been in conversation with someone else.
“What are you doing here!?”
“What am I doing here? Keep MY zanpakuto company!”
The nerve Furia had, calling him her zanpakuto, it made her blood boil as she began to step forward the bloodpanda would pull himself up and walk away from Furia not saying a word, before he was between the two, the exact distance for both of them.
“You both assume I belong to one of you, but you’d be wrong! I don’t belong to either of you as of this moment, if either of you summon me through your shikai you’ll find that it will be different!”
Both would look at him in shock, what did he mean by that? Was he waiting all this time for both of them to be in the same “area”? Why would he do this now?
“What the hell are you planning?”
“What the hell do you mean that its going to be different?”
“You both will find out when you summon my ability in the future.”
Both were caught off guard as they looked at the blood panda with curiosity. But both were thinking the same thing again useless as always.

 

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Kyuuzou felt the smoke blow onto his rugged frame as he stared at Maho in disgust with his left eye squinted. Kyu had enough attention on Ma to ignore whatever Shinobu was going on about and wanted, in fact he didn't care about what was being said among any of the members at. He kept his spot in the corner listening to his brother bitch, but all Kyuuzou could do was snicker under his breath as he took pleasure at Maho's dismay. A frantic Shin'eki scurried past Kyuuzou, almost running into him, Kyu looked at the tomato headed man and rolled his eyes, I mean what was the guy going to do? Say no to his Lt? Who Kyuuzou thought to be somewhat irrational...and a tad crazy. 'Poor Shin', Kyuuzou thought. With the Shoji door sliding open, a blast of fresh air danced into Maho's office. Kyuuzou inhaled it with a big smile on his face, he took a liking to the outdoors and wondered when he could go hiking again with Jiro in the world of the living. Their last adventure was exciting since the two were almost eaten by a bear. His attention went back to the Captain's briefing. Kyuuzou sighed, 'None of this shit has to do with training but I guess I get where he's coming from, but it doesn't make it any less boring. While all the exciting shit was going down I was away, this really blows', the Koi continued to lose himself in his thoughts.
'Hm, errands? Me and Jatiri will most likely be doing the same thing, wonder wh-
A figure appeared in the room, its back was faced to the division as the individual spoke to Maho, talking about the captain commander. Kyuuzou figured that he and Jat would be accompanying Ma into the 1st division, being left to roam about how they saw fit. Kyuuzou's eyes glittered at his conclusion. "Today may be fun after all." His words were carried with delight, however, the Koi was still displeased he couldn't work on his body. He released a fixed rate of reiatsu around his body, making it look transparent to work on his control. "You got your invitation Ma, let's head out."

 

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The Hospital as always, was a busy place. Nurses and aids passing through the halls and from room to room with little rest. Illnesses both physical and psychological ailing patients, there were those with grievous injuries, those seeking advice, those getting a scheduled check up...and then there was Lieutenant Hageshi...plagued with worry over what she should do regarding her patient. This patient however, was unlike the others that came through, he was a colleague, a friend, and as of recent times a peer — Lieutenant Jinnosuke Ueku of Squad Eleven. Every bone, every single one was broken, and from the looks of it...beyond hope of repair. It would take a miracle to save him, Omoni would see to it that no matter what, she’d become a miracle worker.
She seeks out the whereabouts of her Captain, perhaps he with his prowess could offer some aid as well, some knowledge or even a modicum of wisdom to help her. While her Captain indulges the company of former Lieutenant Nibui he finds his focus interrupted. Ironically, it is at this same moment that Omoni’s focus is also inadvertently pulled away, her path impeded by a single entity clad in crimson standing before her.
The Amazonian towers over this strange individual twice over, and while their appearance demands her attention, those walking around them seem otherwise unaware of this person's very presence. Body covered from head to toe, it was impossible to determine anything meaningful from them regarding sex or gender. It is perhaps, in this moment, faced with a being whose approach went unheard, presence unfelt, that the Lieutenant realizes that her message was successfully sent, and she now has her response.
”Lieutenant Omoni Hageshi of Squad Four.”
Their voice holds a subtle yet noticeable echo. Equally as mysterious as their appearance, their voice made it nearly impossible to determine if the speaker was man or woman.
”Your request has been approved. You are to head to the Senkaimon immediately. It is there, you will be sent to Karakura Town. Retrieve the hollow you need, and return back to the Seireitei…immediately.”
No sooner was the last word spoken, the last syllable dropped, the strange messenger was gone. Perhaps Omoni is now relieved, she was granted approval, which meant the chances of Jinnosuke’s survival and recovery had significantly risen.
While Omoni and the Captains receive their orders, another individual, perhaps the most unlikely of persons, is also met with a messenger — like Omoni’s this person is just as mysterious, and appears just as subtly.
”Oyama Hoshi of Squad Thirteen…you’ve been called upon to fulfill your oath and duty to the Gotei 13.”
A voice with a noticeable echo calls out to the female of the fractured mind. With dual personalities Oyama is a house divided against itself, the spirit of the zanpakuto manifests itself before the two minds and dares not intervene, refuses to mediate. As eyes open be it those of Oyama’s or those of Furia’s was inconsequential. The wielder of Blood Panda would be forced to gaze upon a messenger clad in blood colored robes from head to toe, standing over her seated body. Any who passed through would continue to do so, no heads or eyes ever straying towards the direction of this odd pair.
”You are to rendezvous with Lieutenant Hageshi of the Fourth Division at the Senkaimon. It is there, you will escort her to Karakura Town in search of a hollow to retrieve. The town is also home to the Quincy. Should you encounter the Quincy on your mission ignore them. However…”
A pause. Though nothing changes regarding the messenger’s voice, presence or demeanor, Oyama can easily tell the gravity of what was to come next was something that should not be taken lightly or ignored.
”Should the Quincy in any way attempt to kill or take possession of the hollow...it will be seen as an active attempt to oppose the Seireitei. Then, and only then will you treat them as an obstacle to the will and mission of the Gotei 13...and you will remove that obstacle. Let none interfere with Lieutenant Omonoi’s mission. Head out...immediately.”
And just like that, with uttering the final word, the very last syllable...they’re gone, completely. Oyama who believed herself safe from duty once Katsuo was sent to Karakura Town, free to take her time to train and reflect, now finds that fate has intervened. She avoided her duty once, there would not be a second time for her.

 

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Visibly stunted but otherwise swiftly aware of the Head Captains' messenger's emergence, Maho's Stance stiffens than quickly relaxes. The Cloaked entity watches him with ambiguous glowing digits. The Messengers words pique the dragon's ears,
“Captain Kojima.
Orders for you from the Captain Commander sir."

His voice carried through in a stern, whisper, just audible enough to hold some density in how he carried out his verbiage. Maho snatches the sealed letter without hesitation, and the being before he melds from view. Gone, in a hush back to his master's pound. The Dragon exhales a cloud of smoke, one he had held upon Murasaki's grunt's uninvited arrival. He stands still for a moment and snatches the wax seal apart, releasing the contents within. His eyes scan the letter carefully, as Kyu's voice breaks through.
"You got your invitation Ma, let's head out."
"Only a matter of time hm...?"
He sighs a plume of smoke from his lips, burning away the last of this cigar he had lit only a few minutes ago. He secures it in his finger tips, then extinguishes it on the surface of his desk. His fingers move delicately into his black box, grasping a fresh cigar snug between his teeth. In that same motion, he shifts toward the entrance to his office.
"The rest of you are dismissed....
Get out my office."
He motions with a silent wave of his hand for Jatiri and Kyuuzou to follow. Swift of foot, he wonders out into the business of the 9th division barracks. Groupings of recruits scurrying about their daily duties. Some hard at work training their Hakuda or zanjutsu, the other member's hands stuffed with paperwork and journals prepared for today's series of interviews. As usual, many things were going on around him, most he was aware of, but enough he was not. Fully expecting his brother and his newest recruit to be at his rear, he speaks.
"I'll probably be tied up for a lil while. You're free to poke your fin around the first division for a bit...."
A spark of carefully concentrated heat erupts around the edge of his cigar.
"...Just, don't make too much trouble for me, nii san.
He exhales smoke, then returns to his instructions.
Be his ears Jatiri. Don't make any contact unless you absolutely must. Don't start a fight you can't finish. Got it?"
Either of their replies aside, he knew his word was law. Kyuuzou would follow his orders as best he could and he trusted in young Jatiri to do what he could as best as he could. That was Maho ever expected. There was no need for him to say anything more. Wondering the busy streets of the Northeast Seireitei, it would be a few minutes at their current pace until they reached the bordering districts to Central Division. The Dragon retreated to his thoughts once more, arms snugged in his pockets as the aroma of herb hung heavily around him.
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Northeast Seireitei ------------------> To Central Seireitei

 

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Kyuuzou kept his arms folded and trailed his brother while still being in deep thought about the first division 'Hmm, now that I think about it I'm not that familiar with any of the members, but on my way back I did hear about some old guy with a greaser hairstyle. If anything I wanna' run into him, hehehe..heh...' Kyu thought. A devilish smirk found its way on to his rugged face, he was pretty sure Jatiri caught a glimpse of the sinister smile but he didn't care. As the trio stepped outside and back into the sun's amazing grace, Kyuuzou stretched his arms a little as he listened to Maho throw in a few more details into their orders.
"...Just, don't make too much trouble for me, nii san.", Maho said while exhaling a cloud of smoke. Kyuuzou let him finish giving his chill instructions. "Trouble? I'm not sure what you mean by that, heh, BUT I'll do what I can though. I'm actually looking forward to meeting someone in the 1st division so I'll be asking around if anything. Just before the group got into the North East streets, Kyuuzou threw the peace sign in the air with a childish smile on his face as he looked back. "LATER DWEEBS!", he yelled with laughter. He looked over to Jatiri while placing his hands on his head, Kyuuzou made sure to keep eye contact with the guy in order to see where his head was at. "So, what do you suggest we get into, Chaos?" Kyuuzou asked with a smug look on his face, he even gestured his hands to act as an explosion, "Or do we keep it peaceful?" This time he let his arm act like a wave of water. Even though the Koi spoke pretty childish, there was a certain charm to his speech and way of moving. Kyuuzou knew Maho would have probably snickered overhearing what he was saying, either that or he would have told Kyuuzou to shut the hell up with a laugh. As they were reaching their destination Kyuuzou had a request of the captain, he propped his arm on his brother's shoulder and leaned into him as they walked. Before he could even get a word our Kyuuzou blurted out in uncontrollable laughter, "Man...can you please sing one of those anime openings you like!"
Northeast Seireitei ------------------> To Central Seireitei