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((yes, unfortunately the VC is an obscure character and resides elsewhere. He is not the most social character to say the least.))

((slight sarcasm but does work best as it fits his personality of not being able to know true emotions.))

((ya put me on 5th floor away from everyone else in last room))

Despite having his own homely abide outside of the Sereitei, Kinsetsu felt the need to display the camadarie that would aid this grouping of shinigami function as one. He was quite impressive by the 5 story facility that certainly could hold all the newly acquired members. From his discussion with Tansen he would have a rather private 5th floor, save for one shinigami who would be at the other end of the floor. He approached the exterior and gazed above the wooden fence that led to the backyard. To his surprise he saw steam rise from what he assumed to be hotsprings. They certainly are well funded in Squad 8 he thought. With view of the exterior done it was time to enter his new quarters.

The door opened and he immediately headed for the stairs. As he reached the 3rd floor, he could not help thinking of the poor decision of his to seek isolation upon the 5th floor. Reaching to peak of the building he headed down the well light hallway to the far extent of the passage. Opening the fourth and final room on the floor he was amazed by the spacious living quarters, it certainly made his Avalon cabin look like a telephone booth. Although empty for the moment, beyond the desk and bed he was quite pleased by what he had seen. Potentially it would not be such an awkward stay for the shinigami who had trouble creating bonds.

Ichiran awoke within an hour. He had never been one for sleeping when work needed to be done. He got up, dressed and put his zanpaku-to on his belt as he went to the kitchen and began to make a bowl of ramen. Before he did, however, he decided that he wasn't hungry enough for this, so instead he grabbed the jug of sake that he always kept under the counter. He took a swig of it and then put it in his cloak as he left his room for the training grounds. As he was walking down the stairs, he saw the room arrangements, and realized that Kinstetsu actually had a room here. With a small smile, Ichiran turned around and wen tback upstairs, heading for the fourth room of the fifth floor. He knocked on the door as he took another swig of the sake. I hope i'm not disturbing him. Ichiran thought to himself. As a precautionary measure, Ichiran took his zanpaku-to about 2 inches out of his sheath as he waited for a reply.

Ichiran bowed as Kinsetsu opened the door, and he discreetly used his elbow to slip his zanpaku-to all the way back into it's sheath. "Hello, Vice captain. My arm is fine, thank you for asking." Looking around, Ichiran shuffled his feet, not sure how to approach this subject. With an awkward smile, Ichiran looked at Kinsetsu and said, "It is my understanding that i'm now elligable to learn Shikai, and since our Captain is out right now, i was wondering if you could teach it to me."

The dissapointed Ichiran looked down at his shoes, embarrased by his eagerness. He fiddled with the hint of his zanpaku-to for a second, as he remained silent on the subject. With a small chuckle, Ichiran reached into his robe and took out the bottle of sake, taking another drink from it, he said, "Well then, i supposed my trip here was in vain. I would however like to spar again, sometime soon. My sword arm is still fine, so you need not worry about that." Ichiran sensed an air of awkwardness in the air, so he looked over at Kinsetsu and stood up. "I'm sorry to speak bluntly, but unless i'm mistaken, i'm disturbing you." Ichiran said, standing in the middle of the room.