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Weakness is like a plague. So was the ideal Junko held firmly in mind for so many years. How long had both she and her Zanpakuto spent training? So much time yet not at all, it seemed. With the permission of her Captain, the woman had become a ghost to her own division. The familiar sight of her...

As Mizu spoke, Junko gave a small smile and shrugged lightly. He had heard the same report as her. As to why she approached it the way she had, that was something she herself couldn't quite explain. Grasping for another topic, her phone buzzed lightly within her pocket. Her teeth were firmly...

There was a new-found peace for Kazumi in the aftermath of her outburst. With his supplies laid out upon the table, the former camera-man had only stared at her. Perhaps he had not expected such from Kazumi, or anyone at all for that matter. A sudden rage seemed to take over. Yet he remained...

"Weak hands are calling." Character Name Junko Izumi 純洵子 和 Pure Truth, Harmony Actual Age 378 Physical Age 25 Race Deceased Birthday September 20th Gender Height 5'4" Weight 115 lbs. Blood Type B- Affiliation Gotei 13; Seretei; Soul Society; Fourth Division Profession Shinigami...

The walls kept creeping closer. The spread-out clusters had begun to pull in tighter. Another came to the room she was observing. Her face changed a comical number of times. Her confusion and fascination only continued to grow. Beings with such frail appearances and such fine clothes. Yes, they...

Curious eyes watched yet the woman remained silent. The urge to comfort the man rose up, and quickly pushed away. Despite affection, despite all the help she had given. A boundary rose between them. It was her duty and delight to give him knowledge. The same could not be said for his confidence...

It was a surprise even to her. At that moment, the man smiled at her. Joking easily as he always did. Junko had not expected to feel such affection for the man. Another soul to train. They would move on. Yet Mizu was there. It was soothing. She simply beamed. Hooking her elbow around his. She...

"Kazumi-chan, this way!" Lurching forward. Not by her own will but thanks to the man bursting forth from the tent. Blindly he exited, camera in tow. Ready to continue interviews. Having stepped aside to allow his full exit, Kazumi was still wide-eyed at the way he was treating her. Behavior...

A near-silent world, sound was only heard from the machines that monitored the man to her side. Beneath that, if you tried, the sound of Junko's breathing. Almost shaky. Her mind bounced from one issue to the next, unsure of what to tackle first. Beside her, was the calm and level breathing of a...

According to the reports of those that remained at the Games, their Lieutenant was on her way. The relief felt by the hospital staff was nearly a physical thing. Discovered in a simple room. Treated in a manner so basic it was difficult to believe the patient was still alive. The red haired...

Fleeing the room, Yui was nearly run over by those attempting to get away from the strange Lieutenant. Uncertainty had overtaken the woman. But so had curiosity. Feet slowly shuffling her way to the room. Inch by inch. Gathering her strength as she suppressed the eerie way the woman spoke to...

The soft fluttering of eyes. Lashes filtered the orange glow that filled the tent. A hand reaches out, stopping to hover above where the woman lies. Before she could rise. Teal-hued reiatsu pooling at her fingertips, appearing almost to drip down as a steady stream, coating the prone patient. It...

As one match reached its end, another lost one of its competitors to forfeit. For a moment, Kazumi was thrown into silence. Soon she would be alone in the prepared tent, interviewing those that had survived the first round but had not advanced. Alone with the man who had promised to kill her on...