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"Impossible." Ezru said "Only my Father, Jan, or Daven could possibly defeat Aizen."

Zhen was beating feet as fast as he could to reach the designated area that Captain-Commander Moto had announced, and as such was seemingly exhausted when he arrived. Had his haste not been aided with what handful of training he had with shunpo, he feared it would've taken longer to arrive. He had left the war room in a certifiable medley of emotions, but the more he had thought about things on his way over, the more confident he had begun to feel. If not from exhaustion, then his heavy breathing was from the newfound excitement he was feeling. He had decided that there was no real reason to worry as long as he stayed on his toes and kept tight with his squad. After all, worst case scenario is he would die. That's not so bad...

...wait, that was bad. It's safe to say his confidence dropped a couple pegs when the shock of excitement wore off. He saw Captain Masaru off to one side and decided that, since she was the only captain other than Yuki that he had really talked to, his best bet was to get his orders from her. After he caught his breath, Zhen walked up to her, Vice-Captain Michiko, and the man she was talking to. "A thousand pardons, Masaru-taichou, but I was wondering if there was anything you would have me do once my group passes through the gate?" Thinking on that question, he added something else onto the inquiry. "For that matter...what group am I in?"

"Yes I am Ezru..." Ezru said apologetically to Tagg "I am sorry that I have not had the pleasure of meeting you before... And you have no reason to apologize Tsukino-han... It is not your fault. Although I doubt that this Arrancar would be able to defeat Aizen... It seems to perfect for us..."

Nicholas whistled in the background, overhearing the conversation between his Vice-Captain and the sun of some...guy who was apparently very important.

"So, someone killed Aizen huh? Interesting, veeeery interesting..."

There was a gentle pause.

"This is going to be very, very fun isn't it?" he called out loud, a gleeful voice coming out of his mouth.

He ignored the urge to cackle madly, rubbing his hands together and throwing his head back and so on. Evil insane laughter didn't really suit him.

"Battle faces then..."

Pulling out another mask from his robe, he exchanged it for his original Guy Fawkes mask. Lying on his face now was another Guy Fawkes mask, only with poorly drawn "frowning" eyebrows on it.

"Yosh."

((We cant dude, chill. Until we have orders to we must not...))

((Then please keep the banter to a minimum, I dont want to have 50 pages on the gate i have to look threw that have no one doing anything but standing.))

Junichiro stands upright and brushes a large quantity of dust from his uniform, and re-aligns his head guard. ''I embarresed myself again....''Junichiro sighs and lets his head dangle down sliching his shoulders, ''This eye patch must be the problem, the whole depth perception goes rite out the window, along with being able to see one side.'' Junichiro sighs once more as he scratches the back of his head and looks up.

''Alright, well when are we putting the sortie into action Tagg-Taicho'', The clumsy looking Junichiro a moment ago, now became a more, for lack of a better description, became more broader, and cobat ready with a seriouse, and determined exterior showing prominantly. ''I am ready and waiting for any order you give me Tagg-Taicho, and will happily stay by you'r side in the heat of what ever the comming battle may present us with!'' Junichiro says as he drops to one knee and bowing his head with his right hand firmly gripping his Zanpaku-to.