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 Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 9:38 pm
This works as her office as well as her personal quarters. They can be located next to he hospital, down the open corridor hall, up the stairs and the room located to the right.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 5:28 pm
 "I'm sure you don't want your tendons or arteries cut without a blade, my dears."
- Gankona Naosu, Squad Four Taicho
The ever so cheerful and respectful Division Four, Reverse Combat, Taicho was currently digging through one of the boxes she had recieved earlier with quite a gleeful expression upon her face. Crescent eyes upturned with her sweet smile, the woman shifted through the box with ease before pulling out a rather large jar with colorful stars inside. Her favorite snack of course. Candy Stars. Many assumed that it was medicine she took regularly in the form of candy as to not have any others worry over her well-being, but truth be told, it was just as it was. Candy. Sugary clumps in the shape of stars.
"Aww. Kana-chan is so sweet." The woman purred with a broad grin as she glanced around for a moment, only to hide the large jar behind her desk.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 5:50 pm
Nani, the tiny third seat of the fourth diviosn, cautiously walked toward her taicho's office, her long braid tapping against her back lightly and her white obi like belt swaying as she walked. She was so short sometimes, having such long hair and fabric around her waist was probably dangerous, but unlike some who wore things long, she did have it short enough that none of it reached the floor, her hair cut just above her waist and her belt right below her knee. Even so, she was still a bit of a short lump of fabric from behind, especially with the belt that was frequently tied in a bow on her back. Oh how some people liked playing with that belt on the girl. Even though she was not really a child, standing just over five feet tall sure made her seem like one to most other shinigami, especially those who stood at far taller heights, like Oruga-Taicho of the 12th division, he stood a foot and a fourth taller than her, that was just embarassing. to someone like him, she must have looked like a child, and while she was not the shortest woman in seireitei, she was among the bottom three (yes I checked). No wonder the petite young girl was so frequently embarassed, her tiny size could either make her stick out or hide her in a crowd, and in both cases she'd participated in such a thing. She hated being short, but when everyone in a crowd is tall and you wish to go unnoticed, it tended to be nice, that was about the only time though, otherwise she'd get stepped on by someone much larger than herself and that was never any fun.
Turning her attention away from her stature, the third seat slowed to a stop infront of her taicho's door and knocked lightly, nearly in a way that might have gone unnoticed had she not decided to say something in addition. If the soft rattle of her fist on the door did not sound, her voice hopefully would get through to her overly happy taicho. "Go-gomenasai Naosu-taicho... demo... umm... uhh... C-can I c-come in?" She asked softly, trying to keep herself from shaking. There was a reason the girl didn't talk much, she was really to shy to talk most of the time, and she had a tendency to appologize for everything.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 4:34 pm
❖❖❖____  makσтσ nawaтaяi
___________ » 4th Division Fuku-taicho There was a sudden gentle tug on Nani's sleeves, as if one was ringing the tolls of a bell. If she would turn around, she would see the smaller Fuku-taicho look up at her with those every blank eyes that struck a nerve in people's systems. The boy was not in uniform, as he never was anyway, wearing merely a pink jacket, and a pair of shorts that were obviously too long for him.However, that was not the thing that would catch attention. Instead, it would probably be the giant jar of chocolate-covered "medicine", as Tachio-Naosu called it, that was being balanced on the top of his head. Impeccable, that he could hold such a large glass bottle without it wobbling, let alone falling off his head.
'Excuse me...' His eyes seem to say, as he kind of squeezed his way in front of the door, gently urging the 3rd seat over to the side to let him have his turn. He balled his right hand in a soft fist, and placed it right on the door's face, as if he was going to knock even more softly that she did. However, the following sounds were anything but gentle.
*BAM!*
*BAM!*
*PUNCH!*
*PUNCH!*
*PALM!*
*KICK!*
*KICK!*
*BAM!*
*KICK!*
Almost executed in a sort of rhythm, the door creaked open, as if Makoto's punches and kick to the door had been the key to open it. Even though he couldn't hear the noise was making, the shaking of the room and the building in general could be felt through the bottom of a person's bare feet. Makoto's face still kept with his blank stare, as he entered the quarters as if it was his invite. He turned back to Nani and flexed his finger at her to beckon the girl inside.
Makoto didn't bother looking around the room, as he went inside the room, and went straight for the captain, and presented the giant jar to her. 'Delivery to you, Taicho...' His eyes seemed to say as he pointed to the jar on his head, and then turned the finger to her.Let me feel it one more time with a performance from the heart... ___________❖❖❖____
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 7:16 pm
"I'm sure you don't want your tendons or arteries cut without a blade, my dears."
- Gankona Naosu, Squad Four Taicho
Naosu wasn't fazed by the executed rhythm of knocking from her Fuku-taicho who entered with a delightful addition to her sweet tooth. The woman popped up gleefully from behind her desk and hopped on onver to the smaller figure, squeezing him in a hug. Despite many others discomfort of the smaller, deaf Fuku-taicho, Naosu was absolutely in love with the boy in a manner that was deemed like siblings or mother an son. Yes, she was affectionate towards everyone, but with Makoto, she seemed to adore him even more.
"Kyah~! Many thanks, Makoto-kuun~!" The woman gleefully cheered as she removed the large jar and stuffed it back behind her desk with the other jar. What was it? Her birthday or something? Haha, no, couldn't be! Her birthday was going to be in a few months, yes, but not this soon. Lips pursed in a smile, eyes creased in upward turned crescents, the woman motioned Nani on in.
"Be like Makoto, loud and obnoxious." She mentioned. How ironic. If anything, the adored 4th division Taicho was one of the more loud in the division. But it was a befitting role for her. Naosu felt special, in most cases that were related to Makoto. He had abilities similar to her own, yet perhaps a bit more limited in comparison. As well, she could easily understand his words without him needing his voice what so ever. It amused her when others seemed confused or disturbed that a 'child' was working on a patient, when he was far more capable than what he seemed.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 7:47 pm
❖❖❖____ makσтσ nawaтaяi
___________ » 4th Division Fuku-taicho Makoto reached back and scratched behind his head, as if embarrassed by Naosu's affection toward him. He never really understand her friendliness to him, either that or he wasn't used to that sort of thing. After all, what normal person would be around someone who cannot listen or talk? It felt like a brick wall sometimes. However, Makoto nodded his head as he read the delight on the captain's face and her language.
A sudden light bulb came to his head as he searched around his body until he produced a piece of paper in his hand, and handed it to the captain. 'From someone high-rank...' he said with his eyes, as he pointed up with his spare hand. The message would read to mean at the royal castle of white for a meeting. Though most were rather wary of Makoto as a person, his intergrity couldn't be denied, as any messages that were given to him to deliver, he did not question, nor looked at.
He looked over at Nani and tilted his head toward the side, unsure how the girl could become loud or obnoxious like he was since he was not so in anyway in particular. Then again, everything was just a quiet buzz to him since he couldn't hear anything that happened either way. 'Is there anything else that must be done, Captain?' he said, looking at Naosu with big eyes while tugging at her sleeve. Let me feel it one more time with a performance from the heart... ___________❖❖❖____
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 8:01 pm
"I'm sure you don't want your tendons or arteries cut without a blade, my dears."
- Gankona Naosu, Squad Four Taicho
Naosu chuckled lightly as she began to fill individual bottles full of the candy, covering each with a stopper. Upon occasion, the 4th Division Taicho would sneak one in her mouth before capping them and storing them away within her desk. Nani was being a bit more timid than usual, and Makoto seemed a bit embarrassed. Naosu always enjoyed teasing her subordinates in a friendly manner, one that would be taken lightly by the seemingly care-free Taicho.
The silver-haired woman blinked a few times as Makoto went on a search upon his bodice to fish out a piece of paper, held out to her. A pout came to her lips as she tapped the glass jar for a moment before taking the item from her Fuku-taicho. Probably from another Captain. They were the ones who probably sent her the chocolate covered candy stars. Sighing, the woman peered at the notice, tisking slightly before moving to pick up her Captain's Cloak, something she rarely wore unless she was going out and needed to be recognized.
"Mako-kun, I have a meeting to attend to it seems. They wanted to sugar me up and have me go with these chocolate stars you've delivered to me. Thanks a bunch, sweetie." Naosu smiled at the male as she peered in her drawer for a moment, debating on which bottle she wanted to take with her for the day. She went through the bottles at least every day and would refill them the very same day to prepare for the following day. An addiction perhaps? Unlikely. It's their Taicho, we're talking about. Can't have an addiction on anything if you want to be respected! Somewhat...
At the quiet tugging of her excessive sleeves, Naosu smiled lightly at Makoto. "How about you and Nan-chan go take a look in the hospital? Check to see everything is in order, and there should be a couple of files that need organizing. As well, we need to restock on Hollow Poisoning Antidotes, so if you could teach Nani, that'd be great, Makoto-kun." The woman purred with a smile, holding her hands together through the long sleeves, the sleeves themselves still drifting down close to the floor, much like an over sized jacket with too long of sleeves. Opening her bottle once, she gently poured out a few stars and took Makoto's hand, leaving some of the colorful sugar candies within his hand before doing the same to Nani. "If anything occurs, Makoto, you're in charge. I'm sure you'll do fine without me for a few hours." With that, a smile gracing her lips before a star disappeared within her mouth once again, she made her way out of the quarters and out of Division Four's section and headed towards the White Castle.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:47 pm
❖❖❖____ makσтσ nawaтaяi
___________ » 4th Division Fuku-taicho Makoto nodded his head at the captain and looked at her back as she made her exit toward the royal palace. He blinked then looked down at the pieces of candy that laid in a colorful assortment on his palm. He picked one up delicately with his finger, and tilted his head at its design. He didn't really understand the point of such a treat since his sweet tooth is rather dull compared to the addiction that his superior had.
However, he pushed the piece of candy in between his lips, and started to chew on it quietly. It didn't taste bad, nor did Makoto enjoy it as much as his captain did. He supposed that once in a while, it was a nice treat to have. Makoto dug into his pockets and pulled out a soft handkerchief. Gingerly wrapping the linen around the candy, he placed in back in his pocket and turned to Nani, and tilted his head toward the side, as a gesture to go.
'Let's check the patients... It's almost time to prepare lunch anyway...' His eyes said, as he waddled toward the exit. Makoto didn't really walk, as most obedient children did. Instead, he moved however he wished, and no one had even asked him to stop yet. Let me feel it one more time with a performance from the heart... ___________❖❖❖____
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