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It had been a few hours since she had been in here and now she had finally reached the bottom of what seemed like an endless pile of papers. mostly it was resource requests from other squadrons and a few bills here and there, none were late but with the way the captain had 'organized' the office it was a surprise that they weren't. The mess mostly kept itself to the desk and once Natsuki was in the office that issue quickly vanished.

"I finished... That a bit strange since I'm usually stuck in here all day dealing with these papers... It's been very slow lately." She sighed as she filed away the papers that needed to be sent out. She wandered on over to one of the small tables in the other part of the building. sitting in the middle of the table was a teapot that she had began steeping only a few minutes ago, it was likely ready now as she took a seat at the edge of the table. She pulled a small cup that was tucked into the standard sash on her outfit and set it down. she grabbed up the pot and poured the aromatic liquid from it into her cup. setting the pot down she gently picked up the cup and softly brought it to her lips drinking the tea before calmly setting it down as she gazed out the window at the trees in the garden. It was this quiet that certainly made this Division worth being in. It was by far one of the more relaxing atmospheres of all the divisions. She continued drinking from her cup as she looked out at the scenery. She would likely hunt down the captain when she finished with her little break after all there were some papers that even she didn't have the authority to deal with. it involved admitting new members into the division and those only got final say from the captains themselves.

Gerard wandered aimlessly through his own area long enough. He had been given notice that a new lieutenant would be joining his squad, and the thought provoked the greatest feeling in the world. And this feeling, of coarse, was the feeling of freedom from his paper-work. That was, after all, the best use for a lieutenant. He had let the paper work stack up over the last few days...or weeks...however long it has been he had just sort of put it out of sight. And the easiest way to do that was to segregate an entire room from his house ...erm.... office to keep the paper work in. The lieutenant would have one hell of a job going through that mess. But it would teach them a valuable lesson... of sorts. Maybe? He shrugged his shoulders as he was coming across the sixth division HQ. He had been loosely introduced to the captain there who seemed to be the only other high standing member of the Gotei 13 with the same terrible lazy work ethic as himself. He found solace in the fact that there was another person like him. He could smell the tea wafting from the man's office and he smiled as he made his way towards it. His footsteps, as always made absolutely no sound, and even the chain wrapped around his stomach didn't move. He had learned the art of silent moving through constant training with his zanpakuto's spirit. The assassin that was his lover from the human world.

He stepped past a window and jumped up, grabbing the ledge and poking his head over the sill, looking in lazily for a moment before seeing the lieutenant and the captain both in the room. He heard the man ask how much paper work was done, and he noticed the bottle of booze that he was carrying. He never saw the man without one, and he had heard that it was a part of his fighting style. He never understood the drunken style, nor the consumption of alcohol in general. Gerard did partake every now and again, but he was a cheap drunk, and acted quite the giddy fool when he was inebriated. He pulled himself through the window and landed in front of it with a small smirk. "Hey there. Hope I am not intruding. I smelt tea." He said with a smile.

"I knew there was a reason I chose you to be my Lieutenant" he said quickly realizing how it came out and attempting to correct himself "Despite your obvious skills in the field that is. I just wish there weren't so many new recruits seeking to join the 6th... I'll have to find a way to make the squad look less appealing" he said jokingly. It was amazing, he could spend several days straight pouring over plans for a battle, defense, or any other hefty work load yet the simple task of reviewing some new recruits seemed arduous at best. "I'll get to it later tonight, promise" he said knowing his lake of work effort could wear on his peers from time to time.
Turning as the 8th squad captain entered he held back slight laughter at Natsuki's comment, for someone with such a serious work ethic she seemed to have her moments of humor. "Seems it fares well from what I last saw, but apparently not on the tea front" he said taking a seat after removing his large brimmed conical to hang on a peg beside the entry way.

"A time of peace is not a time of complaints... or at least it shouldn't be. We're payed the money we're given to keep us safe" he said holding out his hands, "and currently it appears we are doing our jobs quite well, even if we have been nothing more than warning signs to those who would intrude that is." Yasumeh sipped his tea twinging slightly as he washed the last taste of sake from his mouth. "Besides, peace never lasts even in the most optimal of places, you'll have your moment. In the mean time I suggest we just enjoy what we have while we can. These are the moments a man looks back on and wishes where still around when he's in the midst of carnage."

Yasumeh leaned back against the wall, both hands stretched behind his head as his eyes closed and he took a deep whiff of the fresh air around them. He had purposely built the captains office away from the main barracks if for nothing more than the peacefulness of it all. It did make delivering messages a bit more of a hassle but at the end of the day it was worth it.
"As for your knew Lieutenant... is she cute?" he said opening one eye. It was no secret Yasumeh was a bit of a lecher, though with the nick name old man, mostly do to his zanpaktou's spirit, it was almost appropriate. Most blamed it on his heavy drinking, he claimed it was just him enjoying the -spice of life- or so to speak. He did consider the fact that the lieutenant could be male, but most men didn't stay in such positions for long always striving to prove their strength to be alpha making the calmer and more cool headed female shinigami often more suited for rank increases.

"Depends on the recruits really. Some are a joy to have... others... well others belong in the eleventh, not my cup of tea exactly but I suppose they have their use. I'll let Natsuki here deal with those" he said jokingly taking another sip of tea. Pulling out a stack of papers from the nearby jumbled table he began shuffling through them, "Doesn't look to bad though, seems my last few talks with the main office payed off and they started assinging those with more sense of wit than might my way. A muscle is much easier to build than a mind after all, you can only beat so much stuborness out of these and those that can't should make home in the eleventh".

He didn't truly dislike the eleventh, he just thought them... simple. Unlike many squads Yasumeh needed a good combination of everything, a recruit needed to be in good shape but not a meat head, intelligent but not so much that they couldn't take orders, wise but not to the point they spent so much time contemplating meaningless things as not to act, but most importantly they needed to think differently. Differently than anyone, friend or foe, simply because the most tactically capable of individuals where unreadable and thusly unpredictable. They where rare, and his squad had been hurting in numbers for some time refusing over two thirds of the recruits that applied. The main office was supposed to suggest alternatives with a heavy hand if necessary when reviewing paper work to move onto the main offices, and such had been a pain to really put a smaller filter on for some time but they where slowly weeding out many of the applications that they knew he'd deny outright.

"Fair enough I suppose. I know that when I first entered this place I didn't really have the attention span to be a good student. I was far more interested in merely attaining a position that I could sit on my a** and laze about with. Though my teacher did a good number on showing me that it wasn't exactly the way to go about it. Though I am sure you won't get too many of those in your squad, they should all flock to me. I will treasure the lazy ones. I will get to beat them into shape." He said with a laugh. When he heard Yasumeh start talking about the eleventh squad he heaved a sigh and shook his head. There was a time that he had dreamed of being the captain of the 11th, if not just to change things. They were exactly as Yasumeh described. Simple. And he had the exact feelings towards them. He hadn't had a chance to sit and chat with another of the captains for a long while, and he was beginning to like this man. He thought they may be able to see eye to eye on some circumstances. "Aye, making a home in the eleventh is indeed best for such simpletons. I am glad that you agree. I plan on making my squadron focus on being akin to the eleventh squad...without the major flaws. I don't have a name for it yet though. I have been pondering and pondering but I just don't know what the word is. We shall be focusing primarily on training directly with the spirit of the sword in order to gain 100% familiarity with it, bond with it, and fight alongside it. Never will a student of mine "use" their weapons. They shall partner with them. The ultimate goal...well..I hope to train a unit of people efficient in all aspects of their zanpakuto, perhaps I will see a higher percent attain bankai than the average squad at a faster pace. At least it is a hope." He said with a smirk.

He looked back to Natsuki and smiled as she began to go to get more tea and when she came back he nodded politely and poured himself a cup, letting it sit to cool off. "I hope you will forgive me for not returning the same favor and addressing you by rank. I just feel formalities to be...a chore. Though, as I was saying love, I don't want for combat to come our way quite yet at all. Violence and such monstrous amounts of work to defend this place are not what I wish for at all. Merely some minds to mold. He said with a grin. He was sure he would have some students soon enough though, he just had to wait a little longer. He pondered the thought of reading and writing and he weighted the two against one another, literacy and ability to do work, or attractive and eye catching. He then listened to her go on about her ideas with the eleventh division and he pondered that for a while as well, sipping slowly on the hot tea every now and again. He turned to Yasumeh after she had finished speaking and he had a grin upon his face. "Yasumeh, you have a brilliant lieutenant. She is sharper than any blade I have encountered yet. Beware, if she keeps up these wits she may be sitting in your seat soon!" He laughed as he looked back at her and gave a bright smile and a nod. "You are very correct about the eleventh division, though I will admit I have been rather close minded of them in the past. You shed a very positive light on them, and I believe that is a necessary thing. As for the lieutenant...you are probably right about the literary ability before good looks...but that won't stop me hoping she is a looker!" He said with a boisterous laugh.

"It's understandable, I hold you no grudge for being informal Captain Gerard, It is okay for you to call me by name however, the terms of endearment are a bit uncomfortable to hear from strangers after all." Natsuki stated pointing out his manner of addressing her. "Captain Yasumeh will not have to worry about me taking his spot, he has far better tactical skills and a much higher level reiatsu then I do, he is suited for his position just fine..." She explained as she gently blew at the surface of the tea in her cup before taking a sip. "Besides even if I had more power the true power of tactics comes from its' deceptive aspects. By either imitating a large force or hiding something you have you'll automatically have a trump card that often crushes the opponent." She explains rather non-nonchalantly sipping from her cup once more. It was true she didn't really know if she was better or stronger than her captain but if others assumed her weaker or stronger than she was it was a benefit to her in battle. She actually had a considerable level of reiatsu though she never compared it to her captain's as he often did the same as her and concealed a majority of it from the others. Such was the way of the tactics squad. "I would be interested in seeing how well your plans go also, after all unity with your zanpakuto is quite important..." she went on taking yet another drink of her tea. She was having a fair time with this conversation and it brought insight to the structure of another division.