Welcome to Gaia! ::

Just wanted to let you know I'm Strafe, unranked Squad 8, and I wanted to say Were glad to have you as Vice. Hope to see you around the forums!

Thank you for the kind welcomes and hopefully we can grow as one to but our ranks amongst the elite in the guild.

Dwelling over the significance of recent intelligence reports on Karukato Town events on earth he heard the rythmic knocking on his door. The door gently moved its hinges to reveal a fresh faced shinigami he had no yet met, certainly another member of the squad. With a slight hesitation the young shinigami walked within the room and spoke, with a clear presence of nerves influecing his demeanor.

He placed the document he held in his hand back within its folder before speaking himself. "Hello Strafe Power, I'm quite busy but certainly could afford a few moments to listen to you. What is within your mind you wish to speak of?" His gaze had lifted upwards to look upon the face of the shinigami who was clearly a little tense. He could understand the rather somber atmosphere of his office would bring about this but he himself prefered the leas distractions possible when he worked, that included massive amounts of light.

The shinigami he could see was gathering his thoughts, potentially to discuss some very personal matter, he could not be sure. He simply continued his passive gaze on the young mind, awaiting his response to the open invitation he had given to speak. As the Strafe spoke he began to listen more attentively. The topic he was bringing forth was not one typically expected when discussing within the ranks. He did appreciate the great amount of courage it took to bring such a matter up. He would reward this shinigami's venture into topics seldom discussed.

"Rather unexpected to hear what you have said but I appreciative of it. I do myself believe to properly function as unit it requires communication that goes beyond the scope of being purely squadmates. To truly function as one you must know each others deeper thoughts to speak beyond words, allowing the minds to work fluidly together.

In order to understand me you must know my roots. I born to be immediately disregarded and cast as an outsider. You see, my appearance was not that of a typical being." He proceeded to lift away the strands of hair that covered a portion of his eyes, revealing them in to their full extent. The blue, ice cold eyes, lacking the presence of irises stared back at Strafe. "I was labelled a monster from birth, thought of as the sin for all the wrongdoings of men. I managed to meet an individual who mentored on how to properly treat individuals. I learned to hold no grudges towards others, whether or not they had faults in their reasoning. He died as before I reached ten and I spent the other portion of my living life travelling the world in order to fully understand others. I sought to gain as much knowledge as possible in all fields prior to my death, which remains a mystery to myself altogether. From then i have a rather hazzy memory until I began my time in the academy. I hope I have properly responded to your curiousity. "

He awaited for Strafe's reaction as typically when he mentioned his tale it did not bring a smile upon the listener's face.

Noting the shift in emotion displayed upon Strafe's face as he finished his story he wished none would show pity. Those events had transpired but he had moved beyond them. How else could he attain his rank if he simply dwelt in he tragedies of the past? He did not respond to Strafe's initial comment on feeling sorry as he did not feel the need to have someone live in his past.

"Investigate, I have. I believe all the information is within me and has for some reason been hidden. I do not know to what purpose not knowing such events has but it seems it occured for a reason. I have recently made a discovery that has brought some clues to what occured during the timeframe, but unfortunately nothing I have deciphered yet. You seem to know me well and I figure I should seek to know a bit about yourself. What is your story?"
He gave as polite a look as he could as he stared back at Strafe. He revealed quite a bit to Strafe, certainly more than he expected. He did not reveal all though. The clues he had uncovered, he had formulated a theory that would not serve well discussing with anyone in the Sereitei. Some dark secrets were best kept hidden in vaults.

Kinsetsu entered his office, a location he'd be residing in for the next couple of weeks in the Captain's absence. He had managed to remain organizes so much of his paperwork was in order, however with the recent earth occurences the workload had been doubled. Without the Captain's presence his work would be quadrupled and although it should have left him with a fleeting feeling he simply accepted the situation for what it was. It would actually be a rather opportune time to impress his Captain with the work he would get done, a major reason why he would now sleep within his office.

He dropped his backpack filled with the essential on the floor, remembering that he forgot to pack his toothbrush. He would simply find a few minutes later on to retrieve it. For the moment, he would find his seat at his desk to attempt to finish the latest report on the activity occuring at the soul gate connecting the spirit world to the living world. Worrysome activity had been brewing there and he had a first hand account of one of those events himself. Reaching into his filing cabinet he pulled out the activity logs for the month to attempt to chronicle all that had occured in order to figure out what would eventually be occuring. As he read on it was clear something big was building up, what exactly he did not have a clue. Further research and analyzing would hopefully shed light upon that fact.

The rythmic tap grew louder and louder as time passed, indicating the arrival of a guest. As he settled the papers on his desk he had already anticipated the knock, which now was coming from his door. "Please come in." As he spoke the words he had already pushed back his chair and began to stretch out his spine as he lifted himself upwards. Being disturbed was never something unexpected within squad 8 as new developments always took place and required this squad's attention. He had a feeling though that this new development would involve one of his own squadmates.