The sixth division member is still stunned at the exceptionally direct answers. Is this guy being serious with him or what? Before he can pop off a comment, Ambrose sets a bowl of ramen in front of him with a rather kind comment about him probably needing to eat by this point. "No, that's not nec-" before he can get the word necessary out, his stomach growls causing him to blush slightly and clear his throat. "Yes, I suppose it would be rude to refuse, but this interview is still going to continue. Understood?" Unmei nods and starts to dig into his food in a rather uncouth manner by using his chopsticks to bring up large quantities of noodles and slurping them en mass. The slurping not being the problem, but the amount of food he is eating in each bite is almost disturbing and certainly uncivilized. After a few mouthfuls he stops himself as the man stares at him. Swallowing he suddenly remembers his manners thinking, 'Good thing Lord Ikasu didn't see me acting like a glutton. He'd flick my ear! I hate that!' He suddenly remembers to use his napkin and says, "So what else do you want to know?" The man finally recovers from this giant's boorish behavior and says, "Do you know Belladonna Ellarose?" Unmei gets a thoughtful look and curls his forefinger around his chin. "Um, not really. Should I know her? I keep really busy. I haven't had time to go looking for ladies." The man writes down some notes. For now he is going to accept this information at face value. "Right, alright, so ..." Unmei sighs and pushes his ramen bowl forward. "Look, rookie. It's great that you are dedicated to your job, but could you speed this the hell up and tell me what you are getting at? You are disrupting my lunch and eventually my duties. I'll gladly come by later if you need me to, but right now you are getting on my nerves." He frowns at him and watches the stunned look on the man's face turn to irritation. "Look, I-" he stops himself looking at Unmei narrow his eyes. 'He's so ******** huge he could crush me.'"Tell you what," Unmei says as he grabs his bowl and starts to eat again. "Tell me what you want me to tell you. If I am in anyway dishonest, tell Kanda Mitsuki to come and beat the crap out of me. I am sure that will solve your problem easily." The man looks at him stunned, dropping his chopsticks into his soup. "That ... has to be the ballsiest thing anybody has said to me during an interview."'This guy has got to be telling the truth. Nobody would request to be interrogated by that monster.'"Well, that's enough for today. I will leave you to your business. Make sure to stay available." "Right, of course. I was doing this only because of orders from the head of my clan anyway." Unmei finishes up his ramen and gets up and walks over to the sink. "I think I need some fresh air, Ambrose. You can come with me if you like. I think it is best if I head about my duties for the afternoon. Thanks to this idiot who cannot seem to conduct a decent interview I am late for my duties. I have a patrol to do in the west rukongai. I wouldn't mind the company."
9,820 words [Exit West Rukongai]
Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2020 4:39 am
Ambrose sits there eating his lunch and tries to ignore the conversation so the he does not choke on his food laughing. At one point he remembers that he wanted to take his own notes of this interview and quickly pulls out pen and paper and starts righting a swiftly as he could while keeping it clean enough to reread later to put into his article later. An article that would now serve to anger the sixth division some but what did he care none of this would land on him. Or so he hoped. Ambrose even noted down the mistakes that the man was making, it was obvious to Ambrose the Unmei had intimidated the other shinigami. It was also clear that the guy was a bit of a rookie. He also enjoyed seeing a bit of a spine in his friend. Ambrose snickers as the sixth division guy leaves flustered. "So Unmei how much trouble have you just gotten yourself into?" He asks jokingly as he puts away his notebook and pen. Then he copies his friend and takes his dishes to the sink to clean. Once the task of clean up is finished he considers Unmei's next string of words. "Sure! Some fresh air sounds good." He says as he dries his hand and then grabs his writers bag. "I think I have learned all of the available techniques that I can learn anyway." Once he was sure that everything was straightened back up and a list of ingredients used as well as one for ingredients tossed was made, he followed his friend out of the academy and towards the west rukongai.
◤[ Training, Who knew it was going to be something the male had to get back into, in order to be considered a graduate of the academy yet again. Why must some sort of schooling system be made, for those who know how to fight, be made to re learn stuff. Would it be a way of a refresher, or is it just some way to see who is active an has some kinda potential. Nothing was ever simple in life, everyone wanted to have sort of control over the others, an school was kinda the way to do so this day an age. Kaito sighed, letting out a deep breath, looking around an watching the other students train an talk, being just a waste of space in someway shape an form. Placing a hand behind his head, the male softly scratched while closing his eyes, taking a deep breath an letting it out as he walked over to a table, taking a seat against the edge as he watched other students trying to do the Flash step. Something so basic, so easy to learn, was giving these fresh bloods something to stumble on an fail at. Then again the same thing could be said about Kaito as well. It's been a few years, if not longer since he last tried doing a Flash step either. Who knew what would happen if he tried after years of no practice anyway, the most a broken bone give or take, the worst his legs being torn an the nerves being shot.
Closing his eyes softly, the male crossed his arms in front of his chest, letting out a chuckle as he softly grinned, thinking on how wonderful it would be to break bones again, an see how long he would need to heal an everything, which for him, he would still fight while being broken, cause why not, he was gonna be nothing more then a solider an fight his life away, nothing else was happening in his little life. Shifting his weight between his feet, he started to slide to the sides an let out a growl before shooting forward a few dozen feet in a second, laughing softly for the light flash step he did. Scratching the back of his head, he yawned before trying it again, adding more distance with each step, stopping back at the entrance of the academy, only to place his hands into his pocket before yawning more. For some reason Kaito was getting tired, an it wasn't from his lack of sleep, maybe just cause he did a few Flash step's his body was exhausted from pushing an trying something which left his body nearly empty. Well either way, Kaito wasn't surprised in the least with that, it was something to help him shake off the dust an get his body a little warmed up. Taking a deep breath an letting it out, the male sighed before walking out of the school, heading towards the Dojo, wanting to see just what they could have an how useful it would be to someone like him, especially with him being a member of Squad 11, the brutes an fighters of the all Squads. But given just that he was getting back in to the swing of things, he was gonna need some time to train an work his body back to how it used to be, then again a challenge was always the fun part about Kaito. Wanting to get everything over with, he went down towards the dojo, wanting to see what kinda fun he would be getting into over there an with who.. .]◢
A bright flash of light would light up the sky which was then immediately followed by a thunderous explosion of sound. A sharp slice across the sky would then be seen through the remnants of the flash as a streak of light shoots downwards from the middle of the open crack in the sky. Hurdling through the air a human sized ball of light would crash into the ground and soon smashing into a small building near the Academy itself. The building exploding with the collision as dust and debris shoot up in all directions. While the dust begins to settle, a lone figure slowly raises from the ground and begins to dust himself off while walking up and out of the crater he had made with his entrance. Looking around slowly the man sighs and pulls a book off of a strap on his belt and begins flipping through the pages. "Lets see.. Ah yes, this is where I was!" He says out loud as he begins walking forwards up and out of the crater. His gaze not even leaving the pages of the book in his hands as he seems to casually step over a piece of debris that had at one point been the wall of a building. He hadn't really looked around at where he had ended up yet, but that usually didn't matter too much to him before. He usually ends up wherever he needs to be at the time he needs to be there. After walking forwards while reading and flipping through the pages of the book in his hand, he eventually glances upwards and looks around at the place he had ended up momentarily. "Oh. The Academy? Alright good. At least I can see if anything fun is going on. And maybe grab some more Kidou or something." He says as a grin sweeps across his lips and he closes the book with the hand that was holding it by the spine, before slipping it back into the straps on his belt over the sheathed katana he had there. There was a decent chunk of different things going on around him, between sparring and kidou testing against both shinigami and dummy targets. He smiles excitedly as he walks around looking at all the activity going on, it had been a long while since he had ended up here again. Even with all the studying and knowledge he had gained, he really hadn't found the time to put anything into practical effect. It was almost about time for him to begin that extra little bit of training he would need in order to actually start getting these kidou he has into effect. Of course by now there was a small group of shinigami circling around the building that he had demolished upon entry.
Ikasu walks towards the Academy with a smile on his face. So far it has been a pretty good day. Finished with work early, about to train his daughter and his nephew, this could lead to a relaxing- That thought is cut off by the distant boom of a kidou cannon and soon after the plummet and crash of one Kreios Mi. "Of course he would," Ikasu mutters as he gets a peg on who it is. "Come on Tsubaki and Ranmaru. I might as well introduce you to Kreios. He's a cousin of ours by way of the Mi branch," he says with a somewhat beleaguered tone. The last time they saw each other Keios had pulled one of his stunts and Ikasu was less than amused, but his father was laughing too hard to chew him out for it. It was always something with him. The black haired shinigami approaches the maple haired oddball whose tattoos always make him look like he fell asleep on the pages of a book while the ink was wet. Assuming that one would believe that the characters were recognizable one could assume them to be legible at least. At least, that is true if one knew what the hell language was involved on him. "Got some new tattoos I see, Kreios. Glad that you could make it here. There's two people that I wanted you to meet. Ranmaru - whom you probably met when he was a child - has been recovdered and brought back to the fold. And this little girl-" He stops and starts looking around for Tsubaki. "Where did ..." he mutters and finally sees her messing with a piece of equipment. Peeling her off of it he chides her, "Not a toy. Not something to take apart - yet. Come on, I want you to meet our cousin." He carries her over and sets her down in front of Kreios. "Kreios, meet Tsubaki, my daughter."
Tsubaki is so overwhelmed with all of the interesting sights to see here and finds herself drawn to a piece of training equipment that intrigues her. Just a little look wouldn't hurt. The mechanism and its complex parts intrigue her and so she starts to make the parts move and pries on smaller bits. That is, until Ikasu ushers her away and scoops her up to keep her back with the group. Hax had decided to not join in on the training after all, having seen somebody interesting to flirt with. "Aw, but that thing looks so-" she stops short of whining, seeing the stern look on his face that indicates that she will probably have it explained to her in more detail later and a scolding was likely if she kept up with the whining. She sighs and resigns herself to this redirection. Upon being introduced to Kreios she brightens up and waves at him. "Hi!" she asks innocently.
Ikasu
410 training, 670 regular training words
Tsubaki 33,189 training, 870 regular words
Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2020 12:06 pm
Ranmaru had followed his cousins Ikasu and Tsubaki to the academy to train. Though he probably would not spend the whole time with them. It just depended on what Ikasu wanted to teach Tsubaki and what Ran wanted to learn. He was certain there would be a lot more to learn among the Shinigami than there had been among the Mod-Souls. Ran's thoughts were soon interrupted by the distant boom of a kidou cannon and soon after the plummet and crash of one Kreios Mi. There was something vaguely familiar about this guy. Maybe from a long time ago. "Hello, Kreios it is Ran for short, if Ikasu's right you would have known me as a girl since that was what Mama wanted me to be back then. I am one of Hi Daisuke and Hyakka Sakura's brats. You may also know me as SK005 Mark 1" Ran smiles and tries not to laugh when Tsubaki gets up to mischief. He then turns his attention back to his cousin thinking the Kidou cannon was interesting and debated asking to learn it. But before he could ask Ikasu and Tsubaki were back
Yawning casually as Kreios looks about the area, he soon notices three rather unique individuals walking across the Academy grounds and heading towards him. The golden hues of his eyes sweeping from one person to the next as a shift of confusion comes across his features for a slight moment. Soon he shook his head visibly and then a smile came across his face as he settled his gaze upon Ran and Tsubaki. His hand falling to the book at his side for a moment as the books cover shifts and changes from one book to that of another one. He grabs the book and pulls it out from the strap at his waist, flipping it open with one hand and flipping through the pages for a moment while drawing his finger across one page and then flipping to another and doing the same. His golden gaze flicking from the pages before him and back to both Ran and Tsubaki until he snapped the book closed with one hand. "New tattoos? No. I've had these for a while now i think." He says as he casually brings his right hand up and brushes a finger across the markings on his face. A slight sheen seeming to trail through the letters behind his fingers as he touches the assorted runic lettering. "Hmm. Nice to meet ya, kids." he says before putting his full attention onto Ranmaru as his fingers shift to stroke his chin. "A girl was probably the better choice. But you wouldn't be the first family member to have a.. Change of heart? Yeah.." He pauses momentarily as he ponders over the model name and numbering as an almost mischievous grin begins to form across his lips. "I think I will call you.. Skoos Ma Won. Or Skoos for short. I think it suits you well.. And I'm sure your parents will agree too!" Kreios says before exclaiming the last sentence and immediately turning his attention to the curious trouble maker that appeared to be Tsubaki. "You can both call me, Ojisan Kreios. And I am all for seeing how that thing ticks if you are, Tsubaki. Let us take it apart, and see if it can be more fun when we put it back together!" He says with a grin as he elaborately gestures in the direction of the piece of training equipment that Tsubaki had been toying with before being reprimanded and called over. It appeared that Kreios had either not been concerned with having a real conversation with Ikasu, or had momentarily forgotten who he was. Either way he had immediately narrowed in on Tsubaki, and the air of attempted corruption could already be felt, if such a feeling was actually possible to be felt. As soon as he had finished talking though, Kreios had reopened the book in his hand and appeared to be drawing his finger across one of the pages once again. Perhaps adding a note to something he had learned or said? Without actually peering into the book it would be hard to tell.
511 x 3.7 = 1890.7 + 938 = 2828.7 Words so far
Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2020 5:14 pm
Ikasu smirks at his nickname for his cousin Ran. "That will make him sound Chinese or Korean, I think." He ponders on this a second and gives a wicked grin to Ran. "Um, Nihao. I think that's how they say hello over in that area. I haven't bothered to visit Diyu in ...well ever. I do not typically have business outside of our area," he shrugs casually if not flippantly. Upon hearing his older cousin offer to corrupt Tsubaki he gives him a look that says, 'really?' and then gives him a wry look. "You would, too, wouldn't you?" he asks, remembering his own childhood. "I think you got me into plenty of trouble when I was her age." He then begins to laugh, "Whatever, I guess I can add this as a lesson and as an excuse to perform maintenance on the training equipment. Come on, let's destroy it. Come on, Ran. You might as well see how this thing works, too. We'll do a two for one lesson."
Tsubaki brightens up at this 'uncle' who wants to help her with her exploration and mayhem. Then upon hearing Ikasu sound like he is about to protest she gets crestfallen. 'Oh, poo, he's going to shut us down before we can begin ...' However, to her surprise her papa has a change of heart and decides that it isn't such a terrible idea after all. "YES!" She starts to run off ahead, only to find the back of her haori get snagged by Ikasu, who wants to slow her down. Though the look of mischief in his eyes shows that there's no scolding involved in this. He's playing with her! "Papa~!"
Ikasu 580 training, 840 regular training words
Tsubaki 33,895 training, 1266 regular words < cash 266 regular words, 11,695 training < new count
Ranmaru studies Kreios as he speaks. He shrugs when he is told a girl was probably better. It did not matter to Ran who was no longer even a mod-soul. He then raises his eyebrows at his newest nickname. "Skoos Ma Won?" Ran echos curiously. Ran then turns his attention to Ikasu and ponders his words. And glares at his cousin before glancing at Tsubaki to see what she was up to and not looking his way then promptly sticks his tongue out at him. Then Ran sighs and follows the others to the machine he was not really that interested in destroying the machine. Though Ran had no problem in joining in the mischief. Ran smiles broadly tempted to mess with a different and make it work at a faster speed then what it was originally set at. or have more resistance while in use. Ran could not stop smiling as different ideas came to him on making a better training machine.
Kreios grins widely as the three of them all appear to accept his new nickname for Ranmaru while he actively nods to Ranmaru as they question the name he had chosen for them. Kreios snaps the book in his hand shut once again, and begins to follow the rest of the group over towards the training equipment that they planned on taking apart. When he hears Ikasu mention actually destroying the equipment he arcs an eyebrow over one of his golden eyes and chuckles lightly before speaking. "Destroy it? Oh no, no, we aren't going to be destroying anything. That may get us into trouble. You wouldn't want to get your kid and Skoos kicked out of the Academy would you?!" He asks while raising a hand to his forehead and rather dramatically accenting a clear face palm motion. "Obviously someone else already damaged this piece of equipment. I mean, look at the condition it is in!" He exclaims as raises a hand and pats the training equipment casually and then drawing his finger down the side of it as yellow and orange glowing letters in varying languages trail behind his finger and then seem to fade into the equipment itself. "Hopefully we can fix it before someone else uses it. I'm afraid any more damage may make this thing practically fall apart!" He then says, as he turns to look at the other three. His hand dropping to rest momentarily on the hilt of his zanpactou and causing it to lean forward during his turn. The end of the sheathed blade striking the side of the training equipment as a soft golden glow envelopes the entire piece of equipment. Causing it to suddenly begin to act sporadic and move in a chaotic fashion before a sudden pop, followed by a billow of smoke could be observed coming from it. "Oh my! It appears to be broken now. I hope one of you brought some tools to fix it with!" Every word he spoke was littered with intense helpings of sarcasm and a pure lack of surprise or even an attempt to hide what he was up to. Kreios immediately took a step back as he sent his golden gaze up and back and forth across the area around them, checking to make sure the small scale explosion hadn't drawn any unwanted attention from anyone in the area around them. With no one immediately rushing their way, he brings his attention back to the three and the piece of training equipment that was now broken in a rather minor way before them. "You know what it's problem is? I think it is supposed to shoot something.. Maybe that is the real reason it broke!" He says suddenly as he raises a free hand to his half tattooed face and strokes the non-existent beard that could have been located on his chin.
482 x 3.7 = 1783.4 + 2828.7 = 4612.1 Words so far.
Ikasu chuckles at Kreios' theatrics. "Stand back, Tsubaki." He reaches up and pulls the power plugs out of the back of it. "Really, Kreios? Now I have to replace that part," he remarks and then pulls a couple of pins. He grins as it collapses in on itself. "Oh, gee. Look at this thing. I have no idea who designed this, but we should not be able to break this so easily." As he starts to pile parts into the different kinds of components, naming each part and function in turn. He grins broadly as he glances at Kreios out of the corner of his eye. "This is the boring part, for you, isn't it?" He chuckles to himself and finishes his task. "Don't worry about remembering the names, kids, the most important thing is knowing what they look like and what they do. Besides, the diagram will be of use for you for that." He whips out the diagram from behind himself. It was almost like Loony Toons or something. In reality he keeps things like this in hidden pockets in his uniform. After he hands it to Ran he sees a twelfth division student group hanging out not too far off. "You lot! Yes, you. Get these supplies from head quarters," he calls out to them as he wags a list of supplies. When did he have time to read this? Odds are he already had this in mind. "Take the note and go," he says sternly when they hesitate. "Or, I can add to your assignments and make your lecture twice as long tomorrow." Realizing that their work load could be made heavier they quickly salute and take the note and head to gather the requested supplies. "I believe that we should certainly make this thing more difficult and stronger. Heheheh. After that, we should find some Division Eleven member to test it."
Tsubaki watches with curiosity, moving back to the spot that she is directed. "Woah!" she says as they easily cause it to come apart. "Are things supposed to come apart that easily?" She gives Ikasu a wry look as he goes on to explain what each part is for and what it does, then hands the diagram to Ran. She looks over at this other relative who seems to want more mischief involved. "Ojisan! What do you have in mind?" she asks, picking up on his interest in doing some kind of prank. Before she can ask anything else Ikasu orders some students with their division logo on their uniforms to go get supplies. "What are we making instead?"
Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2020 12:43 pm
Ran shakes his head and grins as Kreios and Ikasu 'take apart' the training machine to 'fix' it. He then takes the diagram and quickly memories it and the names of each part as Ikasu names them. The former Mod-Soul had a very good memory usually. He then chuckles as a couple of others from the twelfth division are sent to get supplies. Better them than himself he was here to train and not to stare at others who were working. The lad's shoulders drop when Ikasu mentions getting someone from the eleventh to test the modifications. He had wanted to test it himself. Oh well, you can't win them all. But tinkering with the machines could still be fun. "No Tsubaki most things are not supposed to come apart so easily. These two have just helped it along or quite possibly it was already in need of repairs." He says grinning as he continues to watch. After a few minutes, another machine nearby catches his attention and he quietly sneaks over to it. Glances back at his trio of cousins he resets the speed and resistance on the treadmill then climb on and starts to run resetting the speed and or resistance as needed. However, it was not long before it starts to smoke not able to keep up with his desire. It would appear as if Ikasu was working on the wrong machine or that there was more than one that needed his attention. Which was now definitely the case. Ran quickly jumps off of the treadmill assuming that he had once again broken one just trying to use it the way it was supposed to be used. It was quite possible that Ran had burned out the motor. "Oops!" He whispers and slips back over to his cousins. It was not Skoos fault that he loved to run.
"Well at least it comes apart rather smoothly. I would not want to have to replace full parts unnecessarily after all." Kreios says as he watches Ikasu turn this little bit of trouble making into a full on learning experience for the younger soul reapers that were with them. His golden gaze casually scrolling over the diagram that Ikasu held, while drawing the book from his belt once again and opening it to a blank page. With a single finger, he swiftly appeared to write down something while staring at the diagram before he chuckled momentarily to himself and snapped the book closed once again. Whatever he was thinking, it appeared that he had gained a good idea of what to do next. "I probably have a couple of them laying around somewhere too.. So that should make it a little easier to make this work.." He would say aloud, as if he hadn't noticed that Tsubaki asked about the plans for this training dummy that they had taken apart. "I am thinking.. The best way to really make this an improvement. Would be to throw a little bit more flare onto it. Lasers? Yeah. That will probably do excellently." He says after turning his attention onto Tsubaki. His golden hues shifting slightly between the two of them before he noticed a new plume of smoke drafting in their direction. "Oh no! We have another broken piece of training equipment?! The tragedy!" Kreios says as he immediately dashes over to the treadmill that Ranmaru had just recently burnt out. Immediately he slid to a stop right at the end where the controller function was and crouched down. His fingers nimbly sliding under the edge of the treadmill until he located the latch to bring the casing off and access the inside pieces. His golden gaze snapping this way and that over the motor and other various components as he soon raises back to his feet. "Well you have really done it now, Skoos! You've ruined a perfectly good piece of equipment!" He says even as he begins reaching into the motor area and ripping pieces out, dropping them on the ground beside the machine. "This is broken.. This isn't connected.. This is on the ground! Gosh. How will we ever fix this thing now?" Kreios says, even as he continues to remove bits and pieces from the inside components of the motor space and toss them onto the ground. Kreios would continue to do this, until every piece of the motor and a lot of the other 'broken parts' were scattered around his crouched body at the head of the treadmill. He would then pick the book he had been using up from the ground at his feet, and begin to write something within the pages. Every thirty or so seconds he would flip a page, and begin to write on the next one, while his eyes were skimming over the open cavity that had once housed a motor. "I think we can fix this.. But I am not sure how.. Conventional.. It will be." He says as a devilish grin slowly begins to sweep across his face.
528 x 3.7 = 1953.6 + 4612.1 = 6565.7 Words so far.
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2020 1:54 am
Ikasu glances over his shoulder at the mayhem being caused by Ranmaru and Kreios. "Hey, don't break stuff that you don't want to fix." He then smirks and shrugs it off. "I can't really fault you for having fun with this, but can you at least get the rest of the students out of here so we can really let loose?" He really does not mean this as a suggestion, but he's just talking with family at this point so he's just being casual with them. It is one thing to be formal because the situation calls for it, but it is an entirely other thing being with family and friends. "Normally Division Eight handles the crafting and building, but since this is technological, I can justify the upgrades. The Academy budget is quite deep."
Tsubaki stands out of the way and starts to smile as she watches everything getting dismantled, or in the case of Kreios broken. She climbs up on a chair and simply watches them dismantle the gym and listens to her father's lecture on the art of creation. "I can't wait until I know enough to destroy stuff, too."
As if they heard Ikasu the instructors and trainers shooed the other students out of the room. Ran grins sheepishly and watches the other two work on the damaged machines. But it was not long before he once again slips away to check out the third machine. He looks at all the buttons and poorly written instructions and decides to give it a try. But before he can get into any further mischief another instructor grabs Ran and drags him out of the room and off to the library to study. Playing good boy for the moment Ran grabs several books and starts reading while waiting for a chance to slip away and rejoin his cousins
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