[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Southwest Seireitei

[Shinigami]

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Before Ryuga stepped into the Senkaimon (穿界門, World Penetration Gate; Viz "Tunnel World Gate") his thoughts revealed to him something important in a moment of clarity.
“ I told Izanagi to master his Zanpakuto using the Jizen stance, with his unnatural power and the performance he displayed in the spar.''
Ryuga knew that this was not going to be an average session if he did come into his current spiritual state. From training with his own zanpakuto Ryuga knew, there is no holding back when it comes to mastering their powers, as evident from the bleeding that still hindered his legs. With that in mind, Ryuga knew that while Shizuka needed help in Naruki City, when was the 3rd Seat ever calling for help in these troubling times? He was reluctant for Ryuga to come anyways. With all of these thoughts set into place, Ryuga halted his steps towards the Senkaimon, and made a complete turn as he headed directly back to his room.
The guards look at him in surprise and they can only wonder why he changed his mind. As he passes them, Ryuga tells them in a quiet tone that Fuyuko will not know about his choice to not go to Naruki City and help the 3rd seat Shizuka. The guards themselves do not know what happened, but Ryuga's words had such an effect on them that there was nothing to do but nod quietly acknowledging his decision. As he walks on, he controls his Reiryoku from pouring out and hides his presence inside the Barracks. He does this to avoid the eyes of Lieutenant Fuyuko - for the moment - knowing that by not following orders one can be led to unwanted problems. To hide that he has not left yet, he deactivated his shikai. The golden and red gauntlet lights up as the glove on the right hand flows towards the left as the light turns into the sealed form of Amikiri.

In silence, Ryuga walks towards the dormitories of the barracks with the sealed Zanpakuto in his hand and hopes that he does not run into anyone. If he now manages to get all the way to his room again without being seen, he would go in to sit on the only chair in the room close to the small window. Quiet and waiting to get a chance to try to contact Izanagi without getting in trouble. He looks at the empty and half-empty bottles on the floor with whisky before turning his gaze to the window.
”Now I'll just wait and see what happens.”
The window, which is always open, blows some fresh air into the otherwise smoky room and Ryuga then proceeds to take off the top of his Shihakusho and grabs a pack of Cigars from the table and his zippo lighter. He quietly picks up a cigar and puts it in his mouth and slide his thumb up the side of the Zippo that’s opposite the side with the hinge to open it then he simply slides his thumb downward quickly to turn the wheel which will strike the flint, resulting in the wick catching the flame to light his cigar.

 

[Shinigami]

護廷十三隊
Four Days Later

 

[Shinigami]

Much has happened since her Captain had last left for the Captain’s meeting four days ago, since he had left for the World of the living while simultaneously forbidding her entry to follow. While his actions were meant to protect her from the dangers unknown, it served only to infuriate her and make her worthy, fearing what could happen, the many possibilities of what may come to pass.
Upon the return of not only her Captain, but other Captains and her fellow Lieutenants and those that had been deployed to the Human world she learned of the horrors that they faced. Denizens from Hell, the loss of two shinigami, one being from her own Division...Kuro, and the struggles they all faced. So much had happened in the Soul Society, learning of what took place in the living world as well nearly overwhelmed the raven haired lieutenant. She was left little time to mourn, to worry as she had received word from Head Lieutenant Oki that the Lieutenants would gather and convene four days later. Today was that day.
Despite the number of days that passed, the questions that toiled within her mind had not shown any signs of receding or dissipating. With Cap- no, it was Commander Higen now...with Commander Kagayaki away it left Fuyuko in charge to keep the Division afloat. Perhaps by attending this meeting, she would have the answers she so desperately sought. She makes her way from the Barracks informing the many seated and unseated officers that she would be away for some time attending a meeting. There are those who are unsettled at hearing this news, thinking about what happened the last time there was a Captain level meeting. They hoped there would not be a repeat of the chaos from before...they weren’t alone in that regard. Fuyuko silently hoped the same, as she wasted no time in heading for the meeting where her peers awaited her.
[From SW Seretei: Tenth Division HQ to Central Sereitei: First Division HQ]

 

[Shinigami]

As if a sharp wind came and left in, but a second, Jinnosuke was standing on the grounds of Eleventh. It felt like it had been ages since he stepped foot here, yet it had only been a small lunch break away. Jinno didn't halt his stride just by appearing in the area of his domain, and he continued as if ready to kill. The typical members of the division had already sensed and fled his arrival.
His legs carried him to the only things he cared about that weren't hiding in his Pompadour. He looked over to the training area, and sure enough, there were a few geeks outside it staring at it and moving their arms around as if talking design. He spun on his heel to the right and down a set of cobblestone paths to a grassy turf with large rows of...
What was this? Jinnosuke had paused mid-gait with a dismayed face. Not only were the lush green strawberry bushes Jinnosuke had tended to since he had joined Eleventh tanned with dehydration, but they were also missing any actual fruit on them. His eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of his bronzed face. A large vein throbbing from his neck to his forehead would swell like a lump. Jinno's eyes rolled back into his head, revealing the characteristics that earned him the mantra 'The Devil Jin.'
" SHOUMETSU!!!!! YOU PUNK!!! WHERE ARE YOU! "

Jinnosuke roared, his voice booming, to the extent it shattered the glass in the weighted window seals that were just recently installed that very day. The Reiryoku that went with the shockwave carried Jinnosuke's howl all over the Southwest Seireitei; any in the area without ear protection would hear his call to Shoumetsu. Lightly splintering loose wood and concrete along its path.
" He better have at least two good reasons why this went unattended too, or I'll slaughter him and leave his mangled body on display for fourth division TO LEARN HOW INSECTS LOOK FLAYED! " His voice booming into a shout, although not nearly as loud as the first, surely all in Eleventh heard the end of his threat.

 

[Shinigami]

A little time had passed since Shoumetsu got everything needed for their division is taken care of, and took this time for himself thinking it would be a relaxing day. A small sigh of relief followed by a loud belch escaped him as he just finished devouring the last batch of cookies, and chugging the rest of his sake. The majority of the weighted materials were already placed within 11th division barracks during his moment of peace although wondered how much longer that Lt meeting would be. He wondered what kind of things went down there, picturing them just pretending to do work, and Jinnosuke challenging everybody to arm wrestling contests with a small little chuckle.
It was turning to be a quite nice day for drinking until tragedy hit, only getting a few droplets from his gourd. Upon the saddening discovery, he ran out of alcohol he began to scavenge around for any sake that might have been stashed away when he suddenly picked up the reiatsu signature of Lt Jinnosuke. In the middle of this scavenge Jinnosuke brought the 2nd tragedy on Shoumetsu's beautiful drinking day with his absurdly loud shout calling his name for whatever reason further ruining his good mood. A bit tipsy this loud shout caused his head to pound with ringing ears that put him in an irritated mood rushing directly toward Jinnosuke with a twitching eye.
”Oi oi who are you calling a punk, you street punk?!
Shoumetsu now in a confrontational mood stood his ground against Jinnosuke cracking knuckles pretty sure this was going to lead to a brawl. Always ready for a little tussle he smirked with an eager expression on his face oblivious to the message sent from the World of the Living with his Denreishinki X lost somewhere in the kitchen area from cooking, and just deciding to ignore the annoying alert sounds it made. Standing face to face with Jinnosuke hearing him mention something about his strawberries he cocked his head to the side followed by scratching the back of his head trying to think about that. He seriously didn’t understand what the big deal was anyway when there was some shinigami name he couldn’t recall that he heard could make plants grow and talk strange enough, just like when notified of the togabito fight.
” Don’t give me shit about your strawberries. It wasn't my job to look after them, but that guy with a boar head. Can’t you just get the plant lady to regrow them?! You ruined a perfectly good buzz for this and I am all out of sake.” He paused for a second searching through his pockets before pulling out the two vouchers that showed proof of getting what needed to be ordered, purchased, and requested from the 9th and 12th division. ” You are welcome by the way, I got everything for our division dealt with, and taken care of.
His arms crossed in front of his chest still feeling his head pulsating from his Lt loud shout, and pulled out his metal dangai stick to chew on. With the sound of the agitating Denreishinki X still buzzing from his unchecked notification, he huffed walking away to find it through the cooking dishes and empty ingredient containers it got buried beneath to see the notification about what was happening. Doing a quick skim over it about a reported attack he stretched out cracking his back and winded up his arm, before turning back to face Lt Jinnosuke.
” Don’t tell me we have to go play Captain Save-A-Hoe again...I could always use a good warm-up after a good drink I suppose. Do you think once we clean up their mess again we can the sweets shop Lt?
In that instance Shoumetsu quickly went from aggressive, annoyed, to calm and eager. With his zanpakuto always on his person even when sleeping or showering, the self-proclaimed beast of war was always ready to throw swords at any moment. Preparing everything else he needed for their mission he looked onto the Lt ready to leave when he was. His nodachi sheath flung across his shoulders casually and a wide sadistic grin pained itself across his face hoping that his prey would be entertaining for him.

11th division ---> Senkaimon