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Off to the side of the squad trainings grounds, you'll find a building that's been established as the squad's own bar. The room is dim, but not too dark, just enough. Across from the entrance there's a bar counter, and a row of stools up against it. On the other side is the bartender, Kenta, a tall man with shorter black hair and a smile, wiping up a spill from the last rowdy visitor, behind him a wall of posters and knickknacks from Earth that shinigami have left here on occasion or Kenta himself has gone and found on his own.

Around the room there are tables with different settings of chairs, and booths along the walls, so there's a good choice for anyone to sit wherever they please. Zipping in and among the tables are the two waitresses, Mina and Tina, twins from Rukongai who were excited to get a job in Seireitei. Mina has short blond hair, while Tina's is curly and brown-ish.

And last but not least, on the far side of the room is a stage with a mic. Off the side there's a sound system as well as a karaoke machine. We'll see if anyone ever gets drunk enough to use this though...

"I'm more of a brunette kinda guy. How bout you Captain?" Shinzou asked as he took a seat next to his captain. He was gazing towards the twins as he spoke however. He gave a wink to Tina, who giggled, before he turned to the bartender and ordered a simple glass of water.

(( EDIT: edited xD ))

Having entered the bar, Hinata gazed around at the dimly lit room and its occupants. Seeing only her Captain and Shinzou there, she greeted them with a soft "hello", before seating herself at the empty stool beside MockaDash.

"Eh... How depressing..." she said, more to herself than anyone else. "There's a brand new bar set up in our division- but I'm still too young to drink... Then again, maybe that's a good thing."

She recalled the time when her sensei, Sin, had forced cupfuls of sake down her throat to celebrate her achievement of Shikai. To Sin's great amusement, she had passed out after the fourth, and had remained unconcious for two days subsequently.

"Seriously, was he trying to kill my liver or something?" she said absent-mindedly, ordering a glass of orange juice from the barman.

Entering the room cautiously the redheaded shinigami paused at the entrance. Hibiki immediately took in the unfamiliar surroundings, like he was assessing a trap of some sort that could be tripped at the slightest err in proceedings. Jumpy as ever, the high strung officer tried to relax, take a deep breath and letting it out slowly. He vaguely recognized some of the other patrons inside, and even saw that Mock-taichou was here. He shouldn't be so nervous, especially in his own squad's area. Getting his nerves about himself, he continued in.

Walking towards the bar counter, he grabbed himself a stool. Perching upon it, he uneasily shifted an arm onto the bar top to steady it from wobbling. Seeing the bartender nearby he ordered a weak mead, but something that would help him settle down. He'd need it if more people showed up, and because there were women in here already, he thought seeing the waitresses and another one of his squad mates who was on a stool nearby. Getting his drink he to an anxious swig.

Shinzou laughed at Mock's comments. "I really don't see the point in wasting myself away with liquor. I'll keep my senses intact thank you. But... Captain... don't forget to have me offer you a drink the next time we fight. That way I might actually hit you." With that he turned to Hibiki who had just taken a spot on the stool next to him. "You look rather nervous there bud. Calm down and enjoy the people." He said as he slapped his squadmate on the back.

(I believe the liver killing comment by Liani was a thought Mock)

(( Er... I'll just pretend you have some kind of mind-reading ability then. Oh, actually, I could just edit my post xD ))

Hinata jumped at MockaDash's comment; she had been so engrossed in her own reminiscences that she had fazed out.

"Wha-! Oh, yeah, I guess so," she replied with a chuckle, idly prodding the ice cubes in her drink with her straw. She raised an eyebrow at her Captain's next comments.

"Heh? How did you do it? I feel drunk after one sip of the stuff..." Seeing that MockaDash was about to drift away in his memories again, she added softly: "Ah well. There's no point lingering on the past, Captain," while fighting hard not to recall her own depressing memories.
She set down her rattling drink, before turning to welcome Hibiki and Mashiro with a nod and a smile.

"Not bad," she said in reply to Mashiro's question. "There's nothing much going on at the moment, which means... I can slack- Ahem, I mean, I can rest..." The shinigami quickly corrected herself, grinning sheepishly.

(( Sorry Liani. My mistake made you edit your post. Gomenasai gomenasai!!! gonk Anyways Shinzou, what could be happening to Amatsu? If he doesn't post he'll lose his match on the second round. And I hate leaving RPs unfinished. Do you mind if I godmod an ending to all that? I hate godmoding, but I prefer it to unfinished stories. Maybe you and I can RP there. ))

Everything's good, Mashiro-kun! Mock answered his pupil's question. Turning to Hinata, Mock shook his head, as if to prevent the reminiscent thoughts from emerging even further. Hina-chan, I honestly can't answer that question. I guess I was just used to it, I don't know. Maybe that's why I'm such a badass now!!! He grinned happily. Poisoning my system while fighting, probably forced me to build some resistances and made me tougher. No. That's just stupid, I'm sure it had nothing to do with anything!

Kenta lit his pipe, filled with the tobacco that Mock had shared with him. Afterwards, the bartender used the match to lit Mock's pipe as well. The Captain made it easier for the man to do so, by slightly bending over the counter.

Taking a couple of short puffs of smoke, he said Guess I'm compensating one addiction with another, ne?

Alder walked casually into the bar, scanning the area, and noticing a lot of people he knew. Among them were some people he'd never spoken to, but had watched in their spars with the captain. "Hello everyone." He said in an almost bored tone as he sat down on a chair next to Mock. "I'll have a glass." Alder said, as if it was normal to request a glass. Kenta gave him an odd look, but gave him a glass regardless. "Time to get to work...." Alder mumbled as he drew his rapier. He held it like a pencil, and started to carve into the glass. He sat there, almost in a trance, carving a pair of wings. One wing had black feathers, and the other had white. Alder, having carved out of glass many times, used the thickness of the glass to make the black wing actually appear to be black on the surface of the glass, by carving in deeper grooves with his rapier. He also carved intricate patterns of vines spanning the entire glass. He kept at his work, unaware of the odd look Kenta was giving him.