[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northeast Seireitei

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Arriving within the midst of the fourth division barracks without any delay or hinderance in their travels, the thirteen members from the fifth division, Eizoku himself included, would arrive with the sleeping hollow in possession. Surely the fourth division would have individuals competent enough to be punctual and ready to retrieve the subject in order to take it out of the care and responsibility of his respective division. The sooner they had done so, the sooner Eizoku and his men would be able to return to their active duties and activities. He hadn't been one that enjoyed wasting time, and certainly would not allow anyone else do so. He would wait momentarily for the arrival of the 4th division members in order to confirm that his job had been completed and no further assistance would be required on his part. Had one not arrived within the next three minutes, he would certainly prepare to depart leaving the subject in the care and keeping of his squadron. His face still blank and unamused despite his irritation and strange foreboding sense that something was wrong regarding the seated members of his division.
"Come to think of it, Himari had been missing as well.."., he muttered beneath his breath, momentarily averting his attention to the ground before raising his head once more examining the area for the retrieval unit. His only concern at the moment being heading to the Kido Headquarters in hopes of achieving some information pertaining to the whereabouts of his division's members.

 

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Listen and Read

Jiro back stepped but Kyuuzou didn’t lose his footing “Tch, bastard,” he muttered with narrow eyes. “Damnit Jiro you bastard, I coulda broke my neck!” Kyuuzou let go of his best friend and took a seat. A new face came through the private gym doors, his spiky Indigo hair bounced as he swaggered into the room like things were peaches and cream. ”YO! YO! WHAT’S GOOD!” Jatiri’s jolly voice spread mixed vibes throughout the gym, Kyuuzou could only think about how his form of speech reminded him of Jigoku. "Did Jatiri just speak?!?" Jigoku yelped. Kyuuzou’s zoned out eyes came back to reality at the sound of Jat speaking, the Lieutenant raised a puzzled eyebrow, ‘heck, can’t say I’m too shocked since we spoke on the way back, still though,’ a smile broke out, ‘It is a lil’ strange’.
Even Jiro was caught off guard, being stopped mid-speech, ‘Eh, what am I gonna’ do with these guys,’ Kyuuzou wondered, rubbing the back of his head. "We're getting off-topic. But, I was meaning to ask you more about that thing we had a short convo about; regarding the zanpakuto spirit. What did you mean by that?" Jiro asked with a pressing tone of voice.
“Hm?” Kyuuzou’s nose wrinkled at the question, he looked up and out the corner of his eyes, the man rubbed his chin, ‘The hell is he talk- OH,’ Kyuuzou couldn’t recall their past conversation to save his life, he considered his forgetfulness a bad trait, only remembering things that were convenient for him. “Sorry about that, I almost forgot what we discussed,” Kyuuzou had an apologetic expression on his face, “All I was gonna’ say was that maybe your zan likes to fight and that’s the disconnect with you an’ him.” Kyuuzou stayed glued to the ground, he tilted his head back and stared at the ceiling under all the commotion going on in the private gym.

‘C-chaos….can’t think...too many maggots in my presence trying to talk at once, what should I do!?’
"I was just trying to meet up with you and give you my report, but now that I'm here, I think I'll go accompany Jigoku-san. I could use some Reiatsu training, and I can probably hone my Hoho out there too!", Kyuuzou listened to Ijoushi a new officer he was not that familiar with in the least despite the two training a month ago, The Koi took a liking to his natural combat ability, dubbing him the Tensai. Kyuu didn’t bother responding, his twenty-minute rest was gone but he kept control of his reiatsu, “TIME FOR THE LAST WORK OUT!” Kyuuzou ran to one of his weights with a smile on his face, unlike the other exercises he had done, this one always made his eyes glimmer with light. He crawled under the 50-ton weight and lifted himself with upper body strength alone. He stood on his hands and lifted the weights with the bottom of his feet and started doing a unique pushup workout, “ORAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” he screamed at the top of his lungs.

Kyuuzou pumped out 10 sets of 20 reps, sweat fell off his forehead, and on to the steel floor, his muscles ached as he struggled to raise himself up. His breathing was loud but controlled, the full-body exercise eventually made him collapse but before he did he slowly let himself down and plopped on the floor after. Kyuuzou remembered a conversation with Maho telling him to throw the 50-ton weight away or take it outside since it could have destroyed their base of operations, but Kyuuzou argued to make a room for it. Kyuu peeled himself off the floor, and dragged his feet to a nearby closet of his, he took a black jacket from it and threw it on. The LT wearing a shirt was rare since he didn’t care for them, but this was a special occasion since he was shivering. He went beside Jigoku and suddenly a spark went off in his brain. “Oi! I got a great idea you bums! let’s go to the hot springs!” The Koi’s face was like a child’s, his eyes glimmered again. “Yes, yes, we’ve all been working hella’ hard, why not kick back and enjoy life?” his voice cheerful and charismatic, making anyone want to hang out with Kyuuzou despite his delinquency. “And after that, let’s grab a bite in the Rukongai, or Jiro can whip us up somethin’ here when we’re done,” Kyuuzou raced to the door, putting his sandals back on. Expecting Jiro to be beside him, knowing he wanted to talk more about his zan. The team hit the sunny Northeast Serireitei streets, Kyuuzou didn't want to stop his training here either, he left the house with 1 ton wrist bands around his arms, and weights around his ankles.

 

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Though his face faltered not even once as he spoke to her, Junko could not shake of the eerie sensation she felt from the man. Prepared to completely dismiss it, her eyes caught sight of his hand moving ever so subtly. Had he even noticed he'd done it? Features changing none from either, the action went as if unnoticed.
As he entered the private room she allowed them a semblance of privacy by rolling her shoulder around the corner, stopping to lean against the wall just outside of the room. Senses and reiatsu still enveloping the clinic she allowed herself to sit back and think for a moment. Why had his hand gone to his Zanpakuto? The sight of him practically caressing it as he was told the extent of Jinnosuke's injuries concerned her. Uncertain of why it bothered her so she flagged down a nearby nurse, making a quiet request to her.
The woman returned with a snack for her, Junko devouring it in nearly a single bite. Thanking her in mumbles through a full mouth she moved back within the room. The insults had been heard easily enough, though it was impossible to dig any further into them. There were quite a few who would gloat at the sight with no malicious intent. Acting as though she heard nothing at all she let a confused look come to her face as she looked between the two men. A barely understandable "what" came from her mouth before she resumed eating.

Her observation of the two was broken abruptly by the sensation of multiple incoming; and it was more than shinigami. Eyes widening she gave the men a bow of both respect and apology as she wordlessly excused herself. Members were already flocking to surround the new arriving members and their prize- a sleeping hollow. As she made her way toward the group they had already completed retrieving the hollow from the squad members. Arriving just in time to give them her thanks she said little else to allow them a quick exit. The man who seemed to be leading the small and of squad members appeared to be in quite the hurry and Junko had no intention of standing in his way.
Her own group of gathered members began moving fast, moving the sleeping hollow to a room they had prepared beforehand. For good measure two who were especially well versed in Kido were just exiting the room at their approach, having just created yet another barrier within the room. Moving aside as the one who had been in charge of putting together the group began to report to her, Junko had begun to tune them out almost immediately. These people were much better equipped to decide on which Kido they would use and the procedures they would follow. It was a joint effort between them all to come to how they had decided to handle the situation and she could see no flaws in their planning nor execution.
However, the was huge. This meant that Jinnosuke could now receive his treatment. But...
Where is Omoni-sama?
She had no idea what they had planned with the hollow to begin with; how it would help Jinnosuke. With no chance to ask, either she had been left in the dark. Worry for the woman mixed with annoyance at her own inability. The key to getting him better lie before her and she had no idea how to utilize it. Frustration rising she tapped her foot rapidly as her eyes began to roam about as if Omoni or the Captain would simply magically appear. Though she held a responsibility to Jinnosuke, she owed the same to the entire clinic. She could not leave them unattended. All she could do was keep the hollow contained and await one of them to arrive.

 

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The escort mission had been a complete success, a very well handled task by the fifth division. Eizoku although did not have the least bit of pride about the undergoing, after all this was their job, although out of the ordinary and normal routined task they were usually regulated with, any direct orders pertaining to protecting or aiding soul society was their job. And as such, was not something that deserved praise. Without so much as a word to anyone of the individuals in the district after the handover, Eizoku turned heel away from the masses and began his departure towards to Kido Corps headquarters. Being rather winded from the previous journey he had just completed due to the distance, he started off towards his destination by simply walking until he regained his breath and stamina. Although exhausted, he remained poised and his expression blank, one couldn't tell just how winded he was by a mere glance. Thankfully for him, the headquarters hadn't been that far away.
Pacing himself on his route, his train of thought would be interrupted by a gentle soft spoken feminine voice, reminiscent to that of a young woman.
"You shouldn't push yourself so hard, you'll only end up hurting yourself in the long run. It's okay to take breaks and pace yourself you know?"
Despite the subtle interruption, the voice was so familiar to Eizoku that he hadn't reacted in shock or anything of the sort, but for once, a slight smile managed to etch itself upon his face for once, a little emotion for the first time in forever. It had been nobody other than his zanpakto. His unexpected smile quickly faded away into the typical blank expression he had grown accustomed to wearing on his face. Before offering a reply,
"As usual you're correct in your reasoning, however I'm sure that you're already fully aware of the reason for my haste, it stems from worrying. Although I'm beyond competent in the fact that they're all proficient and capable of dealing with whatever it is that currently is occupying them, I just can't shake this strange foreboding sense that something is off."
"Oh really now, is that all it is? You seemed to have left out the part of wanting to see Arashi and Himari's faces. As heartless and cold as you portray yourself to be to everyone else, you seem to have quite the soft spot for those in your division."
Her bubbly voice soaring through his mind releasing a laugh or two at the expense of his embarrassment about the truth he'd just been exposed to. Without bearing a reply to the statement, he non-verbally communicated the fact that it was nothing but the truth. The laugh of his zanpakto fading into nothing after a moment, before Eizoku had replenished his stamina and began utilizing shunpo to pick up his pace as he continued towards his desired destination.[Northeast Seireitei -> Southeast Seireitei]

 

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Listen Here!

Although he hadn't really dug into Jinnosuke quite yet, the man's attention had already shifted. As they neared, the presence of the Shinigami that had arrived along with Eizoku sparked his intrigue. While not visibly affected, he had certainly noted the feeling of those that had arrived, as well as the shift in atmosphere that seemed to follow. The pace of everything around him began to expedite as the Nurse herself began to change her objective altogether. Instead of monitoring the two, she had also picked up on the incoming signatures and decided that it was acceptable to leave the men be while she took care of matters elsewhere. The instructor was rather excited, yet his presence remained the same. The teasing expression that he'd taken on when speaking to the injured Lieutenant had not changed at all. Instead, his body hunched back, allowing him to lean back in the chair that had to backrest. His right and left foot kept him centered as he contemplated spinning around the stool entirely. It was clear that he held little care for what words seeped out of his mouth; his filter was almost non-existent.
Keeping track of the signatures that would soon disappear, Ensō had also been keeping a watchful 'eye' on the Central Seireitei where tensions ran high despite him not knowing exactly what the Captain's were discussing. Hopefully, something would come of their meeting. In reality, the man wished to hear of some sort of fight or perhaps even bloodshed. How delightful would it be to watch the fools topple over one another because of the pride and avarice that veiled their eyes? Reality was much bleaker than anyone liked to believe. A fool believed in a better future, dancing to the proper tune when necessary in order to reach said future. Firebrick orbs rolled back slightly as his mouth was now ajar as if he was going to yawn. Jinnosuke had now lost every bit of his attention; there was far too much for him to investigate. His thoughts hop from one point to another, culminating into one point that allows him to speak.

"Jinnosuke... Shouldn't a Vice Captain be more capable?" A question that lacked his usual teasing tone sprung forth, a serene and nearly condescending one replacing his former tone. "I mean, your bones have been crushed, you're hiding things from nurses like a child and you sit here content in your broken condition...." Venom poured from his voice as he looked at the ceiling now, completely ignoring the fact that he was indeed in the man's room visiting and should've shown a level of integrity as a result. "What in the hell do you expect to be able to do anyway?" His inquiry was shot towards the man, its objective was to penetrate his soul by chipping away at its foundations. "After all, if you'd just stuck to what you know best, hell, if I can even say that." A sly smirk develops on his face for a moment as he continues. "If you were really the Lieutenant of the Division known to abide by the sword die by it, why didn't you just die?"
Finishing his words, he planted his feet firmly on the ground beneath him as his head turned toward the door, the area where the nurse had excused herself from.
"Haha, just kidding!" His mischievous smile that he wore when in the presence of Jinnosuke had manifested itself again as he left the room; indicating that everything that had come from his mouth was possibly a joke.
Despite this barrage of insults that held some degree of truth, the man didn't linger long, as his true gaze remained on the nurse as well as her actions. Her name had lost him and he hadn't properly introduced himself, but he was sure that she knew his name. Introductions were past due at this point, and referring to her as nurse would serve him well in place of her name. As if the instructor had never been present, he vanished. His presence was still concealed as he moved. Before utilizing the Flash Step, his body made a clear movement forward, despite the wall before him. Within the same moment that he moved, he had reached the outside of the rather feeble barriers that had been created to house the Hollow. When his eyes glazed over it, the feeling of excitement overwhelmed him once more despite his blank and harmless exterior.
What an interesting thing to have delivered to this Division. I can only assume that this Hollow is being contained for medical research or use; perhaps even before. Maybe there's an experimental treatment being developed, even.
Ensō's thoughts continued to race as his heartbeat and tune remained the same. Junko and her squad were clearly focused but seemed to be simply keeping the Hollow in stasis. He couldn't pinpoint why exactly this was, but it was clear that Omoni and Captain Nakamoto were not present at this time. Perhaps only those two were capable of producing results with the Hollow given that no one had taken initiative quite yet. With his newfound place outside of the barrier and kind smile, the man's hands remained in his sleeves, the left crawling into the right while the right crawled into the left. Coming together, his hands and arms were now resting on one another when he materialized outside of the Kido barriers. There was no need for his hands to be at his sides, especially given the fact that the nurse was already oddly cautious despite him lacking any real sign of intent aside from goodwill. With the same smile that he gave his top students, he greeted the nurse whose foot had been rapidly tapping; a sign of frustration and perhaps even anxiety. A calm and curious tone coming from his parted lips.
"Nurse, I couldn't help but notice that you all have a Hollow that has been delivered here. Normally we capture Hollows and other related beings for research and perhaps even development. I see that no one has really done anything with it yet." Pointing out the obvious while paying attention to her body language, the man's gaze would meet Junko's as he continued to speak. "I'm not going to ask what it's for, but it is rather unusual for your Division to take such precautions and have such a thing delivered. Are you awaiting Captain Nakamoto or perhaps even Lieutenant Omoni?" A rhetorical question, of course, that's who she was waiting for, but he would continue to play dumb as his inquires came out whole-heartedly and sincere. "Is there any chance that I can take a look at this Hollow while we wait? I don't want to make contact with it, in all honesty, it's rather grotesque, but I wouldn't mind a closer look under your watch; I'm sure my students would love to hear all about this."
His tone was one of intrigue and hope as he asked the nurse for her blessing and watch to see the Hollow up close. There was no reason to tear down the barriers or harm the people before him at all. It was far too easy of a task, in fact. No one present would expect him to incapacitate them and perhaps even dispatch the Hollow. Ensō viewed such actions as lacking in the comedy department. A human stepping on ants never really gave one much joy.