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It hadn't been long since Florian had joined the Second Division, perhaps more than a week, however much less than a month. He should have known this, he felt like everyone knew exactly when they joined their squad, but that wasn't his style. What would remembering the date do for him? Allow him to celebrate some sort of anniversary? The whole thing was just irrelevant and childish to him. The only important thing that hadn't happened, was that Florian was never formally introduced to the Captain. It had been at least a week since he'd joined the Second Division and yet, no one had bothered to rear their heads the entire time. In fact, Florian had only met one individual, that being Hirimi, who had since, herself, become a recluse.

With that being said, upon receiving an invitation from the Captain for an introduction, Florian became rather excited. Something about the whole timing of the matter made him feel, not anxious, but exhilarated in a sense. This Captain, Yomiko, she seemed to be a bit more laid back, less formal and stuffy than he had previously thought of all Captains. Florian, without ever meeting his Captain, already liked her style.

Not soon after receiving his invitation did Florian take leave. In truth, he had no idea where the Captains was actually located. Second Division was a humble squad, or so it seemed, for there was no clear distinction from one building to the other, and no one building screamed out "Captains Quarters". So, Florian did what he knew best, he began to wander about the Second Division, as he had days before, until he felt some sort of inclination as to where Yomiko's residence was.

To Florian's surprise, it hadn't been all that long of a walk before he stumbled upon a building that did look a bit different from the rest. In no way was this structure immaculate or even regal. In truth, the building looked far more plain, more hum-drum than all the rest, that Florian knew this must be where Yomiko's office was located.

He stood before the entrance for several moments and made no motion to enter the office itself. Florian stood in wonderment and thought deeply on the matter of who his Captain was, curious, I wonder if she's as blasé as this building is. Holding his chin in his left hand and resting his left elbow upon his right arm which crossed his chest, Florian seemed to be deep in thought; his analytical nature had once again claimed him and for the time being he stood mesmerized by all the possibilities that came rushing into his head.

Get yourself together, this is no time to play guessing games, just get your arse in there. Florian had spent too long in front of the building. What seemed like only a second to him had quickly become several minutes. This sort of thing was not unlike Florian but rather, very common. He was also consumed by his thoughts, ignoring the outside world why pondering the meaning of life. Somehow, something always caught his attention and snapped him back to reality and luckily for him, it had not been another member of the Second Division thinking him a fool.

Still all by himself, in front of the Captain's office, Florian collected the remains of his lingering thoughts, and lurched towards the entrance. Gently, he grasped the hand of the door and with the lightest tug ever, opened it and hurried himself inside. Crossing the wood floors with the up-most grace, Florian brought himself to the door entitled "Office" and with his first two knuckles on his left hand, rapped ever so lightly, a single time. He now stood silent, awaiting some inclination that he should enter.

Standing in the doorway, Florian smirked handsomely at Yomiko's wit. The smirk gradually turned to a genuine, toothy smile, and with a slight nod, Florian entered the room, taking his placed beside, whom he presumed to be, his fellow squad-mate. "I'd almost prefer that you did bite, ma'am; it'd make things all the more interesting. Florian playfully teased his Captain in an attempt to gauge her character. "You wouldn't want us thinking that our Captain were as dull as her office, would you?" Florian's toothy grin was now a pearly white cheese-filled smile as he laughed softly.

Florian, in no way, felt nervous standing before his Captain. While it may have no been in his character to be a chatty individual, he hoped to make a good impression by presenting his own clever, retorts. "Allow me to introduce myself, Yomiko-taichou, I'm Florian Marsimoto, and it is quite the pleasure of mine to be meeting you." Florian half-bowed in his own awkward way wishing to show his respects without kissing major a**. Again, it was not in his character to suck up or to be a brown-noser but Florian loved making good first impressions, especially when the person whom he were meeting was someone of such highly-respectable caliber.

Once again standing erect, Florian, from the corner of his eye, began to "size-up" his fellow squad-mate. So his name is Angel and he's the 5th seated member, eh? In his own way, this individual, Angel, seemed to be somewhat arrogant. Perhaps it was Florian being overly critical of his future teammate, but he felt as though the man had a chip on his shoulder; if Florian could help it, he'd be the one to knock that chip right off. Nevertheless, he was sure that this wouldn't be the last of his encounters with Angel and Florian knew that he'd need to reserve his judgments until he'd actually grown to know the man, himself.