[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Southeast Seireitei

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⦿2nd Division Headquarters & Barracks 一 Like all the other barracks, the 2nd Division Barracks house the offices and living quarters of the Shinigami of the 2nd. The buildings are amazingly luxurious, the offices are said to boast automatic doors and heated floors. The barracks even have a hot spring.
⦿Nest of Maggots 一 The Nest of Maggots (蛆虫の巣, Ujimushi no Su) is an underground prison under the supervision of the Onmitsukidō's third corps (known as the Detention Unit). Located in the north-west section of the Second Division's grounds, it is surrounded by a thirty ken (approx. 54.54m) wide moat and a high wall. It is accessible by a wooden bridge. On the inside, it resembles a cave, with an area for prisoners. Treatment for the prisoners is mostly lenient; they can walk freely and converse with one another, but the bleak setting drives many to madness. Prisoners are not held inside a cell and are free to roam the Nest, but they may not set foot outside of the facility. When a Shinigami becomes a potential danger to other Shinigami and Soul Society, that Shinigami is brought to the Nest of Maggots for imprisonment, regardless if they were put on trial, and even if they did not actually commit any crimes; this is to ensure no danger will be brought to Soul Society. Neither the staff of the Detention Unit nor any other visitors are permitted to carry a Zanpakutō into the Nest of Maggots. This measure means the wardens are required to be able to control the prisoners with bare hands. If a Shinigami desires to enter and is not adept at hand-to-hand combat, they may not enter. This is to prevent rebellions and escapes from the prison.
⦿Shihōin Family Manor Compound 一 Shihōin Manor (四楓院邸, Shihōin yashiki) is the primary residence of the Shihōin Clan.
⦿3rd Division Headquarters & Barracks 一 Like all the other barracks, the 3rd Division Barracks house the offices and living quarters of the Shinigami of the 3rd. Persimmon trees are known to be planted in the barrack grounds.
⦿Kidō Corps Headquarters 一 The Base of Operations for the Kidō Corps. It is here that Kidō are studied and developed, while more in depth training in the field is done here. Its members are secretive, very few outside of the Corps or its affiliated Division have ever stepped within the territory.

 

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300 Years of peace. 300 years of questions left unanswered, mysteries still unsolved. People tried to go on as if nothing ever happened, how they tried to continue life in ignorance..but they knew. The thoughts still lingered, clawing at their mind, the nightmares were constant trespassers of their dreams. The truth was the Soul Society could never forget that travesty, no matter how hard they tried.

The Japanese stylized sliding doors of the Senkaimon opened one after the other over the Seireitei, a black and sapphire colored butterfly came fluttering out. Following shortly after was a young man with blonde spiked hair, his face fixed in what seemed to be a permanent sense of apathy, a lack of eyebrows furthering his indifferent facade. With bokuto in hand the male took a single step, exiting the gates to land on the Seireitei’s grounds. Geta pressed quietly against the ground, and in that same instant the man was surrounded by a dozen or so individuals. They were cloaked in black, their faces hidden beneath masks, removing any sense of individuality between them; they were members of the Onmitsukido.
”WELCOME BACK SIR!”
They greeted in unison, their voices resounding as one. Captain Mukuro stared at them with amber painted hues of indifference, passing a cursory glance over his crowd of subordinates. Despite their discipline and uniformity, their Commander still appeared unimpressed. Though they said nothing, everyone had noticed the Captain was not garbed in his haori, as he stood before them with arms crossed and zanpakuto in hand. They could only quietly wonder the whereabouts of the garment. He glanced over his shoulder , eyes cutting towards the still open Senkaimon. He scoffed quietly, a blatant sign of his displeasure.

 

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Taking a look back, Yasu could see that her superior was leaving without her, and she panicked. He would leave her if she weren’t quick enough. Mussing her hair about, Yasu scrambled back towards the opening gates. The sound of her feet padding across the valley echoed through the area as she hustled. It was true. She never knew what was going through his head, ever. He passed through the Senkaimon first, and she lagged behind just a few seconds.
”T-taichou, don’t leave me!”
Her head popped out first, still fashioned in the same nature similar to Kyomu’s. She saw the many figures of the Onmitsukido that surrounded the captain, and at the sight of her, they all welcomed her back just the same, and she, in turn, gave them a wave. However, there were the distinct looks of fear and confusion as to why the division’s lieutenant was wearing a captain’s signature Haori. The action was punishable by all means, but Yasu had yet to get the worst end of the stick. In most cases, her snack stash is taken away, or she gets swatted on the back of her hands with a branch multiple times.
Once fully emerged, Yasu would leap and latch herself onto her captain’s back, laughing and smiling at her naughty ways. It was a sight to behold. Any outsider would wonder as to just how a bright and dopey shinigami could be a part of such a severe and dark division that mainly was business. Swinging her legs back and forth, the bubblegum vice-captain was enjoying her return. For the most part, those of the Second Division treasured the light that Yasu brought, but they all knew just why and how she stayed at Kyomu’s side despite hearing of how he was dissatisfied with things that she did.
”Taichou, what do we do now?” Kyomu’s backpack sounded from behind him.

 

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”T-taichou, don’t leave me!”
The youthful, panicked laced voice called out, echoing from behind the gates. The head of pink popped out to glance at her surroundings, catching sight of her colleagues and subordinates alike, by proxy. The members were unquestionably taken aback at the Lieutenant’s distinctive stylized hair she was now sporting along with the haori belonging to their Captain. Confusion clouded their thoughts for but a moment, replaced with the understanding that the Vice Captain was up to her antics once more. It was a brazen act, blatantly mocking the rules and authority of the Gotei, only Yasu could be so bold, so ignorant.
After trading greetings with those below she hopped out, the Senkaimon closing in her wake.
Oof
Her aim was true, the girl colliding with and latching onto Kyomu’s back gleefully. She laughed and swayed joyfully ignorant, legs swinging as she was supported by his back. Though they had grown accustomed to the Lieutenant’s reckless behavior it always caused their hearts to skip a beat. They averted their gaze, uncertain of the fate of the Lieutenant for her bold act. There were few who would dare to become so...physical with their Captain, his scowl and demeanor often deterring others away from him. They wondered if there were any amongst the Gotei who actually considered Captain Mukuro a friend, rather than merely a colleague. When it came to Kyomu, where others wouldn’t dare — Yasu dared.
They could sense the tension blazing off the Captain, their lips pressed firmly together afraid even the sound of their breaths would ignite the powder keg that was Kyomu. His anger and annoyance was practically palpable.
”Taichou, what do we do now?”
His pupil-less eyes leered behind him at his dunce of a Lieutenant, his clawed hand grasping hold of the girl’s skull yanking and pulling on her to pry her off his back.
”YOU IDIOT! GET OFF ME! AND TAKE THAT HAORI OFF! AND WASH IT THOROUGHLY BEFORE RETURNING IT!” He bellowed and roared while he continued to pull and tug. The Onmitsukido members remained uncomfortably silent, their eyes remained down or turned one way or the other to avoid watching the spectacle before them. It was only when Yasu was around did their Captain lose his air of nobility and indifference.

 

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”YOU IDIOT! GET OFF ME! AND TAKE THAT HAORI OFF! AND WASH IT THOROUGHLY BEFORE RETURNING IT!”
Ah, there it was. One of the many angry outbursts because of the way she acted. Her laughing had yet to cease; only now it became accompanied by sharp yelps of pain as he pried her off of his back. Deciding a bit more, the lieutenant had finally unlatched herself from his backside and stripped herself of his Haori, tying her headband back in its rightful place and bringing her hair back to its natural mop-like state. Now with his Haori in her arms, she stuck her tongue out at him.
” You’re just mad that I smell better than you.”
Yasu sighed heavily. He still hadn’t answered her question. Well, then again, if they didn’t have much else to do, Yasu could always go to the First Division’s barracks to visit Lieutenant Honoka for snacks, but she may be busy at the moment. Shaking her head, Yasu could only scheme further and rear her hand back with his haori bunched up, but instead of letting it go, she settled back down. The members behind her nearly had a heart attack watching their lieutenant’s every move that she makes against their captain. One could only wonder just how far she would go.
” You should learn to appreciate the things I do for you more.”
Her cheeks defiantly puffed out but she jogged up ahead to do as she was told. She had annoyed him only twice since the day’s beginning. There would be plenty of time left to mess with him on other things. Like he did her, Yasu always kept Kyomu on his toes.