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"I'm sure you don't want your tendons cut without breaking flesh, my dears."
- Gankona Naosu, Squad Four Taicho

A smile and a nod to Mi young, and a wink to Karume, the Fourth Division Captain placed herself before the old, wise, man before her. With a moment of silence, a sigh escaped the woman as she glided to the seat to the right of the man, holding the items she had been given and was asked to deliver in her lap, with her hands hidden within her sleeves. "Now then young Naosu, speak and let your opinion be known to this old man..." It brought a quiet smile to her lips before she pondered upon a way to approach the subject. Lips pursed together in thought, her hand raising up and out from her extremely long sleeves, the pale slender fingers fiddling with a lock of silver hair. "Yata-sama, I'm not quite sure how to respectively approach this subject, let alone bring it up...As you know, from the meeting we have just held, there was an obvious tension between our divisions, yes? Well, it's expected to have some sort of tension, but not one of this caliber within this time..." She started, pursing her lips together once again to ponder on her words. "I'm not quite sure why Soma-kun and Kazei-kun took the lead on today's meeting. And by the looks of things, Soma-kun is acting a bit more...rambunctious, than necessary...And he dismissed Karume-chan's words earlier...I understand that as the Fifth Division Taicho, he would lead this discussion, but the way he went about to address the late Taicho's was a bit...out of line?"

A sigh escaped her lips as her hand disappeared within her sleeve once again, the woman placing it upon her forehead for a moment, trying to think properly. "Each Captain has his or her own pride, and each captain has his or her own place in any meeting. I personally believe Soma-kun went out of line in the meeting, addressing Ike. I can understand that it's a bit unreasonable to be late to a Captain's meeting as one is a Captain, but Soma-kun, Kazei-kun, Karume-chan, Mi young, all captains, have no right to address him of that matter...We have no authority in that section to fouly address our peers." Naosu sighed once again, rubbing her temples for a moment before slipping in a piece of star candy into her mouth once again to calm her nerves a bit.

"Ahh..Old Man Yata, I suppose my main concern is the power each Captain holds...Perhaps a reminder might need to be set in place, as Soma seems it's his duty to be the leader and expect other Captains, such as Shiori-Taicho, to follow his lead...I'm sure it's reasonable for him to have authority to some extent in this current mission...Although, I believe it might be right to ensure the fact he knows his place as he only holds power over his division and his subordinates, which do not include any other Captains..."

"I'm sure you don't want your tendons cut without breaking flesh, my dears."
- Gankona Naosu, Squad Four Taicho

Naosu couldn't help but lean into his hand that ruffled her hair like a child would or perhaps a dog to it's master. She had always favored the petting and patting she recieved when she had been human. Perhaps that's why her childish actions stayed with her, even through her soul life. A small sigh and a gentle smile, the woman simply nodded her head at the Old Man's words. She assumed as much. But at least she had the small comfort of knowing that he was acknowledging it. and the reason why he allowed Soma to lead was of personal choosing, it didn't satisfy her, but she'd say nothing. Him allowing an audience with her and simply comforting her concerns was enough for the light-hearted woman.

"Hai, Yata-sama. It has, and I do believe I'm not the only one believing this, Karume-tai too but, thank you once again for having an audience with me...These are from Mi young-Taicho, and this from myself. Enjoy light sweets for the remainder of the evening, perhaps?" A gentle smile from the silver-haired woman came as she slowly stood up, placing the package from Mi Young and a small bottle of her chocolate stars she had recieved not too long ago. "I believe this is the end of our conversation, I shall see and speak to you some other time then, Old man. Arigatou, Ja~"

She had dropped the formalities, and was reverting back to her casual, laid-back, and light-hearted deamore, which would benefit everyone. A smile tucking her lips, the woman brushed herself off with her extremely long sleeves and bowed to the old man before giving him a smile and exiting off towards her sweet division, heading to the Kaiteki-sa for a few drinks.

Rednal calmly walked into the White Castle, as usual a Shinigami of no real importance but still one of those little worker drones that kept everything. "The report for the events in Karakura Town is complete." he said calmly, placing a sheaf of papers down on a table within arms reach of the Captain-Commander. The report was, of course, his observations from actually being there... part of his job as a member of 10th Division and hence being fairly big on paperwork things. Of course, the interesting part of the report was the fact that it would paint a slightly different picture of events than any recordings might. It did not, of course, contain details on every conversation, but it did make notes on who attacked who, who killed what, and things of that nature. After saluting the Captain-Commander, Rednal left the chamber, a slight smile on his face. He had only been able to piece together some of what had happened; mainly what his refined senses were capable of detecting. Now that the document was in the right hands, however, it ought to serve as a catalyst to make things interesting in Soul Society. For all his closely held secrets, Rednal was loyal to Soul Society; or, rather, its duties, which involved protecting innocent souls. There were plenty of people who could manage the important duties; he was mostly just a forgotten relic of an ancient age... but it probably wouldn't hurt to give them a nudge in the right direction and let them take over for everything else. For the most part, Rednal didn't care what happened. This was their time, so they ought to be the ones who decided what happened. It seemed likely that he would outlive them all, what with the things that happened to him. 'Gilgamesh' was a fun identity to have... he could relax and fade away into obscurity. And in the meantime...


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"The Fact that you believe that you can even begin to handle a position such as that of the first is once again another reason of how our great society is falling. You have neither the age, power, nor wisdom to even consider the responsibility of such a position. " There stood Yata at the door way, his body beaten, scarred with wounds of new and old, and bloodied. "It would appear that rumors of my death spread far to quickly, especially considering no one bothered to even check to see if I were alive, yet another failure of one who is blinded by ambition. " Yata stood straight through sheer force of unimaginable will as he stared down the young foolish Shingami. "Leave this place now, Go fetch Captains Soma, Oruga, and Aisu and I suggest you do it in a hurry boy, your own life may now be hanging in the balance." From behind his back Yata pulled forth Hibiki, gripping the Taiko sticks firmly in his hands, stareing down the foolish boy with a look of nothing but pure furious anger. Even as wounded as he were, Yata would not hesitate to put the boy down into the earth itself to prove his point.

As the doors opened a thick chilled mist rolled into the room surrounding a figure which looked like the 13th Taicho. Simply sighing he advanced over to Yata looked upon him seeing his wounds.

"Yata-Sama I am really sorry about your wounds, I got a message that you need something of me. How might I be able to assist you?"

Aisu said simply smiling slightly as he looked towards Yata feelign sorry that he could not assist him with his wounds.

Old Yata slowly turned around, facing Rednal. "I will not allow research into Vizards." He put it point blank and direct, not showing a moments hesitation in his decision. "We are the Shinigami, for countless centuries we fought with everything we were without relying on anything but ourselves. To rely on the powers of a hollow is one thing, but to even suggest testing it on those who are weak and frail. That in itself it asking for death itself to come to your door. I will say this now and it will be known to all. Any who make attempts at the Vizard process will suffer in ways they cannot even begin to imagine. For now the enemy will lay low, sure of themselves in all their power and ambition. They will not make an attempt on our society so soon after this. Put all efforts into pooling our resources, I want to know everything that we have available to us. Dispatch several Shinigami to the human realm, I need eyes and ears to keep track of what is going on there with the recent fall of the 14th division. Remaining captains are to stay on alert should any crisis arise." Yata took a slow deep breath, Hibiki melding back into its sealed form of an old wooden walking staff. "Once again, Vizard research will not be permitted, with the council now gone my orders are now absolute."