[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northeast Seireitei

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character: Oyama Hoshi

Thanks to Oyama taking a step back she was able to get wider view of the situation at hand. There were several members about 4th divion, it looked like a good chunk of the lower seats herself were either knocked out and brought here for observation due to the captain commanders power, or that some where here bringing people in. Though there was a commotion of people, gathering around one Shinigami, causing her head to turn in that direction. There she had spotted someone familiar, she wasn’t too sure but from the distance, she was able to guess that he was a member of 13th. With that she would turn away from the two noble clan members, partly due to curiosity and mostly due to her wanting to escape the two before she was pulled into something.
as she was pulling away she had caught the squad four members rushing him away into the barracks, to which she followed closely, or as closely as she could, until they turned into a room. To which she stopped herself outside, once she heard the 4th division medical assistance speak.

"You have lost a lot of blood, please try not to move for a while. Whatever you did to keep the wounds covered prevented the injuries from being worse than what they should."

Followed by the response of her fellow member.
"You could say, I came prepared in the moment."
His response had infuriated her, where she had attempted to step into the room, but was quickly stopped by a member of the 4th division, politely yet firmly asking her to leave the room; to which she did but was mixed upon it, one hand she was angered by him, for making such a joke, on the other happy that he was getting assistance he needed. There she would stand waiting till it was given the all clear to go into the room, and once the 4th members were gone from the room she would actually hit him.

 

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-From 4 division to Nest of Maggots-

No answer. Typical of Yosuke to not speak to his own Father. Then again, it could have been all those times he has chosen to ignore the boy before. Only come to his aid when he is hurt. It has been a while since they last saw each other or even trained for the matter.
All in all, he wasn't purposely ignoring him, it seems that Yosuke had placed himself in a deep concentration of jinzen. The first objective completed. He came, and he saw. His pride did not get injured by the likes of this event that is occurring. Specific individuals entered the building of division 4. These two individuals were no importance to Shirogane. Not even on his radar until someone called out to him by referring to him as "Old Man Kuchiki" and to his son, Yosuke. Peering over the shoulder to see who dare called him out his name with such a childish provocation. Once peeking to get a glance, the being wasn't familiar to him at all, not even an identifiable name came to mind. Who were they? Shirogane thought. It did not matter who they were. Chances are they were nobodies worth speaking too. Their DNA is an abomination, and their very existence was expendable to serve for a foolish cause. The very kind worth using for investigation of future research, today wasn't that day but in due time.
Not a single word was utter from Shirogane while his eye is glancing towards the male with an unmoving eye. A sight that shows someone who isn't interested in conversing with someone of that kind, that single glance alone says, "do not speak to me." There was not a second or a minute of the day to waste educating someone right now. The best course was to leave before someone would pay for their poor choice of words. With that said, the fallen Kuchiki decided to take his leave in silence. Both eyes closed shut, preparing to depart from the medical facility. It was only then a familiar shinigami came escorted into the medical wing. Arashi. He ran into him a few times during his shinigami career, but he too wasn't all that important. From what he could sense, he returns from a very challenging mission. Those wounds among Arashi's body were intense. What a shame.
He didn't wish to bother Arashi either. He had been sure he would make a functional recovery. There was no point in showing his face to him. Just like that, Shirogane would end up leaving as he originally planned with nothing stopping him from progressing. Had anyone was to try still and exchange some words, he would do what he does best and ignore them. Among leaving, he left a treasured item near Yosuke's bedside. An artifact that was apart of his existence now stripped away from it. There was nothing else for him to do at this time. Choices. A lot of options, but it was time to stand back and watch the opportunities unfold. It was time to head over to Central and watch from a distance. He wasn't going out of fear of the outcome, nor going as backup incase anyone need it help. Merely just involving in presence in the event of this silly action.

 

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Katsuo still smiled as though being ignored by the Kuchiki clan member no longer affected him, or never did. It's always been like that. The Oda were noble blooded, but they never acted like the Kuchiki, at least on the outside. However if you have proven yourself worthy of their attention they'd give it. Katsuo gave everyone equal attention, even when members of his family wouldn't. Just because Shirogane wanted to be rude and not say hello at least, didn't mean Katsuo wouldn't. He turned about face with that smile still and waved goodbye.
"see you later, Old man Kuchiki!"
After the wave he would blink and go back to Oyama, following her to whomever she was trying to see. He caught a glimpse of who it was as the shorter division four member shut the door.
"Arashi Suta? No wonder we didn't see him at the barracks I guess."
He would rub his neck. He wondered how to tell Oyama he was a noble, however not by blood. That his clan did one of the most unthinkable things and adopted a street rat, in essence.
"uhm… Oya? If you're wondering why I was so formal with Kuchiki…
He sat leaning against the wall putting both his Katana in his lap, his music still going off but he lowered the volume on the device. He sighed.
"the Oda are Nobles too, you know. A bit different than most. You see, most nobility are like the Kuchiki, and look down on you and stuff. At first the Oda would be the same way.. but I guess you can say they defy that stereotype? In fact, they defy everything ordinary.
It seems as though Katsuo idolizes his family, and the truth was, he did. They gave him a new life, who wouldn't be very appreciative of that? If Oya asked how he knew the Kuchiki he would tell her, but he figured she was smart enough to figure out he lived close to the Kuchiki and possibly played with Yosuke in the noble districts.
"so, you ready? I don't know if any squad four members would come around to tell us what we can do to help, so I guess we should figure it out on our own, what do you think? Or we can sit here patiently and do nothing… which really isn't my thing."

 

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The efforts of Squad Four members was astounding! They worked diligently and with such grace Arashi's wounds would be healed to the point where the professionals could finally leave him to rest and allow his own body to work its on magic. Being a Soul definitely had its perks. To survive such severe injuries and being with in the Soul Society allowed for one to recover quickly. He really did have to give thanks to Lieutenant Kasumi when the next time came for them to meet once more. If it wasn't for her, he would dead, that much is apparent at this point. The continuous show of smile on his face kept the immediate members of Squad Four at ease. However, they were impressed by his will and tolerance more than anything else.
"You will be fine. Your wounds will heal nicely in due to time. Please be more careful."
A bow of respect and then their exit from the room, which would allow for any visitors to enter. The first of many would be Oyama Hoshi, who seemed to be rather annoyed or angered by something, next would be Katsuo who seemed to be attempting
to converse with her. Though her emotion and attention could be felt directly towards himself? Why? If she still planned to strike him then he would only chuckle as if the hit tickled, but she would notice him wincing before he did start laughing.
"It is nice to see you to, Oya. Please be gentle now."
His eyes barely opening, allowing for a sliver of his midnight blue eyes to be visible. From her to the ceiling, his thought process is pulled tot he situation at hand a she recalled the concern of Lieutenant Kasumi. He could still feel a considerable amount of spiritual pressure and to further his sensory skills, there is indeed combat or some form of action happening there. Right now, there is nothing he could do and if he was even remotely capable of assisting he would not go. This decision is simply based on Lieutenant Oki, Cpatain Commander and the Captain of Squad Two being there, among others as well. So what would be the reason of him going or sending any of his squad members to assist?
Whatever is transpiring, he planned to remain and rest easy for the time being. Still, Hoshizora has not said a word since the arrival from the Senkaimon. His eyes traveled from the ceiling to his sword with his head turning to support this observation. There was, sadness emanating from his sword... Odd, such a woman would never experience this. He never though to feel such emotion surpass her everlasting and never ending happiness. When there was darkness in his inner-world, there would always be her light to reveal whatever negativity clouded his heart.
"Speak to me, Hoshizora. You haven't said a word since we got back." His words remained mental, inaudible to the ears of the outside world.

 

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character: Oyama Hoshi

Arashira Suta… Thanks to Katsuo, she didn’t have to ask the embarrassing question of his name, to which a small smirk came across her face, before turning towards Katsuo, tilting her head as he spoke, about being formal with a Kuchiki clan member; causing her eyebrow to raise up, as the choice in wording was an odd, it anything but formal. As for him knowing the Kuchiki it was already obvious to her, they would interact with one another out of safety for the children, after all, why risk getting a your child kidnapped by some commoner? There was also the possibility that they were meeting for political reasons. Who knows, only those within the noble families are. As for him being a noble, she would have guessed by his last name. Her head tilted as he spoke about the nobility are pretty in a sense entitled or look down upon others who do not carry their names, while he spoke how the Oda’s weren’t the same way.
“A noble, will stand above the rest, your adoptive family may be different, but they still stand above most in the soul society.”
This wasn’t to scold him, but she was just merely pointing out that this was her point of view of the noble families. She didn’t like how some treated others, but she wasn’t going to complain about it, cause it didn’t effect her life that much, and she was far more concerned with practice than anything that was going on… Aside from the current events that is happening through out the seireitei. Her body twisted around to the doors, before turning back to oda once more, blinking for a moment.
“Well….”
Interuption came as she was heard the door swing up, and the medical staff address the both of them.
“You’re both able to go into the room now, he is stabilized.”
There she blinked for a moment, as she nearly forgotten about the joke he made earlier to the medical staff, and from there she would burst in, only to be greeted by a smile, and a soft voice, asking her to be gentle, she complied giving a somewhat gentle hit upon the man’s arm. Before huffing, and bowing to him.
“Sorry for my attituded as of late. ” from there she would speak in a lower voice. “I’ve spent most of the day running around the Seireitei with him… ” she pointed back, at Katsuo, with a face of displeasure. She learned to hate parkour if only because katsuo was her guide around the Seiretei, and if she had lost him, she would have been wondering about for hours on end with having no sense of direction yet, due to her not exploring long enough. Her body would move back, as he hand moved to her head, rubbing it as she closed her eyes.
“Where and when did you take off from the barracks, you missed out on some second division members apparently parked outside the division barracks, only to be consumed by plants. I kinda wish I had more information for ya, but both Katsuo and I are out of the loop for this one.”
As she was speaking her hand would be scratching her head, before she would huff once more, thinking on Captain Kagayaki’s orders. At her best guess it was to keep people out of the central Seiretei, to prevent any uncessiary damage or deaths. Though she wasn’t going to lie to herself, she was disappointed that she wouldn’t go witness something crazy go down.