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In a sudden movement and after a significant amount of force had been applied to it by just one hand of the small girl, the door snapped to the side, striking the wall loudly after it swung open to reveal Senka, whose facial expression and body language made her as innocent as the day she was born. It was difficult to tell whether or not she was consciously playing the innocent girl card, or if she was simply of the impression that she had done nothing wrong. She was hard to read sometimes, and her age and appearance typically held a large role in this. Alternatively, her emotions were sometimes readily visible upon her face, as she had not yet learned to curb her expressions to suit formal situations. All in all she appeared cheerful, in a loose sense of the word anyway, as she wore a half smile that was peppered with grogginess, likely the work of her afternoon nap. At the moment, she was dressed in a sleeveless, Gothic Lolita-themed dress that dropped past her knees, had a red ribbon in the hair on the back of her head, and was clutching a stuffed bunny which she had not released since waking up twenty minutes ago. Her head bobbed up and down as she silently padded over towards her seat, occasionally swaying in place as she moved, resulting in a not-so-straight beeline for her couch that had replaced the ratty old wooden chair of Adachi's.

Once she finally reached it, she hopped up onto the couch and took a moment to turn herself around and situate her dress that did a very good job of flashing her underwear to everyone when she sat cross-legged, which is exactly what she chose to do at this point. Whether due to her age or a simple lack of concern, she did not appear to care, nor even be conscious of the fact that her white panties were on display. A few seconds later, a rather proper man dressed in the most formal of attire suited to butlers, entered the room pushing a cart. It appeared he had been following her, because not only did he not spare the others a glance, but he quickly returned the door to its proper position, then wheeled the cart over to her chair, and then poured the girl a cup of tea that he handed to her before moving the cart out of the way and standing directly behind her. "Thankyouverymuch." She mumbled, slurring her words together, making it quite clear she was definitely not fully awake yet, before taking a sip of the drink and then draining the cup's entire contents and taking the lip of the teacup in between her teeth and holding it there as she sank back against the couch.

A yawn escaped her lips and pushed around the edge of her cup that twitched every time she moved her jaw, and her leg was bouncing up and down, a sign that she was not comfortable with sitting around like this. It was quite true, in fact and she was ready for this to be over so she could sleep or something. As the minutes ticked by, she avoided interaction with the others, feeling no desire to talk at the present moment, and instead looked curiously around the room that she had yet to occupy before today. In her opinion, it was far too drab; there were too many browns in the color sheme, the floor was hard, and there was a god-awful draft of warm air that crept up her dress every now and then. As the highly-caffeinated tea set in, she begun to awake more and more, but her restlessness was still very present, and the sugar did not serve to help her ADD-like nature. To pass the time, she toyed with an instance of a Kurohitsugi, persistently muttering its incantation, beginning the high-level Hadō and allowing the dark Reiryoku to spark in the palm of her hand numerous times before she crushed it and reabsorbed the energy she had used. Her attention on this was minimal at best, so she had no idea she had the potential to make quite a few of them uneasy with her actions, especially with the prospect of the Captain Commander's Kurohitsugi threatening to engulf the entire room and destroy its contents.

Eventually she got bored with this, and ceased the formation and degradation of the Kidō, and instead focused her energies on moving, which she did, a lot. As it were, barely half a minute could pass before she switched positions in her chair. At first she was quite content, or seemed to be at the very least, with sitting up straight like a normal person, albeit a normal person who did not care about the voyeuristic implications of her seating position. Then she eventually went limp and ever so slowly slid towards the floor as her legs came undone and barely supported her from plopping onto the cold, hard wooden floor below her. She must have gotten bored with sitting like this, because she eventually dropped to the ground and stared vacantly across the room, directly at Yukito as if he held the answers to her predicament. But her position there did not last long, as after ten seconds of staring at him had passed, she suddenly and solidly vanished from sight, only to reappear stretched across the back of the couch, lying flat on her stomach and teetering dangerously on the edge of the sofa. The man standing behind her adjusted his glasses with his index finger at this point, and appeared to poise himself to get ready to catch her if she did fall, implying that he either expected it, or was far too used to this phenomenon.

She fidgeted in place, still toying with the teacup between her teeth, and stared across the room towards the door while waiting for everyone to arrive. It was no surprise she was bored; she wasn't exactly the meeting type. Groaning with boredom, the small girl rolled to the side and plopped back onto the seat of the couch, sprawling herself across the length of it as carefree as she had been when she slid off it. Her long, silken blonde hair was running up the back of the back of the couch as if stuck to the back of it; the rest had already fallen across her chest and stomach, or was pinned beneath her. Taking the teacup's handle in between her fingers, she removed it from her mouth and dropped her arm to the side, letting it hang over the edge of the couch. A few seconds later, her grip on the piece of fine china loosened, and Senka let the cup roll on its side until the handle stopped its motion. Uncrossing her legs and then resituating them, she folded her right over her left and stared at the ceiling while still waiting for the others. Not only was she bored at this point, but she was finding herself missing the company of her elder sister, whom had yet to show her face to her all day, which in itself wasn't very odd, but was certainly still depressing to the small girl who adored her very much.



[Woot, a long post~]

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XXX☠→→⋯ After the tragedy that occurred merely just a few days ago it was to no surprise that a meeting would be called. Ashley stood in her office, calling for no meetings or anyone to bother her since the events that took place. She sat in her chair, peering out of the window in too much thought to be in reality at all. The tragedy didn't affect her mentally at all, but it did lower her spirits for awhile. Ever since then she's been much more quiet, never talked much and like it was said before, ordered for no meetings in her office until she said so. But this meeting she had to go to, the others would be waiting on her and she wouldn't want to hold them back. The Yonbantai Taichou stood up and swung her Taichou's Coat around her to put it on, along with her Zanpakutou placed on her left side of her waist. Walking to the door slowly she closed her eyes and opened the door. The sunlight through her eyelids were still bright, but that was most likely because she was cooped up in her office all damn day.

Ashley started her walk towards Ichibantai, not stopping to say hello to anyone or respond back if they said something to her. Right now she was in tuned with herself and basically gave a middle finger to the rest of the world around her, she hasn't been happy with herself for the past four days. She hasn't visited Ichibantai at all unless it was for meetings such as this, reason was because she had no purpose to these days. The trip seemed to take ages, the whole walk Ashley kept her eyes closed but knew perfectly where she was going. Ashley went through everything that was going on as of now, the new Ichibantai Taichou, the possessed Shinigami that were now missing, among other things that she was informed of. What were they going to do when it came time to fight the other Shinigami? They obviously couldn't kill them unless it was absolutely necessary, guess she'll find out during this meeting. Meeting the Meeting Hall doors, Ashley still failed to open her eyes, the doors opened slowly announcing her presence. They closed behind her and she slowly walked over to the right side, closest to the Ichibantai Taichou who was already bored or something.

There was a moment of silence from Ashley before she spoke. "Good Evening." Her soft words spoke as she finally opened her eyes to look at the few others who were present. Those few were Akusuna, Shizuka, Yukito, and of course Senka Taichou. Ashley's eyes peered over to the Ichibantai Taichou, who was messing around with some Kido, this didn't bother Ashley as long as she wasn't going to be needed because of it. There was no need to worry, Senka was Captain Commander for a reason. Now that she thought of it, her abdomen was still bothering her a little bit after, well, you know. She was healed to a certain point by her own hands among others of her squad, more importantly Unohana. Maybe it was the just the thought of what happened that bothered her, but that was the past now, her words still stood: No mere Arrancar can kill her...

It is through skill that we fight

”Indeed, thank you Captain Hatomi.” replied back Yukito before glancing back towards Akusuna as soon as the Captain addressed him ”I have been well, Captain Myori. My injuries were minimal at best as the petrifaction of my arm was the only major injury I sustained. Thankfully it seemed to be temporary.” he narrated, the memory of his entire limb and lung turning to stone still present in his mind. The thought would’ve sent chills down his spine if it weren’t for his stern countenance that allowed him to remain calm about the matter ”My thanks to you as well, Captain Myori and Captain Hatomi, it would’ve been suicidal to fight against the Espada if it were not for your aid.”

It was then that Senka’s abrupt, and rather loud, entrance cut their conversation short. The sight of the massive door flinging open by the push of a mere child was odd in every sense of the word, and though he knew it was rude to stare, Yukito could not help but look at the petite figure as it walked towards its couch, carrying with an air of naivety and childlike carefree attitude that seemed to be very much out of place with her current rank as the commander of an entire military organization. As she sat down on her couch, Yukito wasn’t bothered that much of her rather scandalous sitting position. If he was immune to the provocative dresses that the female nobility often wore on celebrations, it would take more than the undergarments of a child to get a ruse out of him, especially if the said child could most likely send him flying back to his house in a single punch, not to mention it would be quite rude.

Taking note of the man that soon followed her into the room, and graciously closed the door that was left open, Yukito assumed it was her butler as he certainly seemed dress for the part. However, if this was the case he found it odd that she’d allow him in, surely even a child such as her was aware that these meetings were very much private and were to be kept confidential. No matter how trustworthy a servant is, there are certain limitations as to the extent of their actions, more so when they serve a military head. But Yukito didn’t dare to speak out against it, after all the meeting hasn’t formally started yet so there was no real danger yet at least.

Noticing Ashley’s rather quite arrival, Yukito assumed she was still quite troubled by the recent events. This was understandable, as she nearly succumbed to her wounds right then and there if it weren’t for the medical aid she was given, and her own constitution ”Greetings to you as well, Captain Nakunaru.” spoke Yukito, he didn’t bother to speak too much as the Captain seemed to want to be left alone to her thoughts for a bit, something Yukito respected. From the corner of his eye, Yukito was able to catch Senka playing with a Kurohitsugi, something that was dangerous, not only to herself but to the others inside the room as well. Utterly surprised by this, Yukito attempted to convince her to stop, but before a sound could escape his lips the girl ceased toying with the kido and instead began to move around, quite a lot. It was obvious she was uncomfortable as a girl of her age would probably rather choose playing instead of sitting around all day, but still Yukito wished she could observe some etiquette.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted; however, when he heard a loud thump as Senka fell to the floor, a feat that Yukito thought could only be done if the person was asleep and not because the person shifted too much in place. Looking at her, he found her looking at him as well, and their eyes locked on to one another for about ten seconds, as Yukito didn’t have a clue why she was staring at him. Was she expecting her to react to her falling down? Would it be wise if he did indeed react, perhaps she would be angered if he did. Then after ten seconds, Senka disappeared from her place, using shunpo to relocated back on the couch. Yukito’s eye twitched for a bit, he could scarcely believe such a little girl as Senka was their Captain-Commander. His attention still on the girl, Yukito watched as she rolled on the couch, not bothering to look at the teacup as it rolled on the floor after falling from her grip ”Grr… she really irritates me.” Kasumi suddenly commented as Shizuka attempted to converse with Senka ”Ignorant, careless, inattentive, rude. How dare she just throw me on the ground like that! I’ll kill her!” Kasumi raged, not realizing that she and Senka behaved practically in the same manner.

Captain of Squad Five

The arrival of the Fourth Squad Captain attracted Akusuna's attention to the entrance. She had seemed to be suffering the worst of them all in terms of trauma. According to rumors, she had been refusing meetings lately, which worried Akusuna all the more. However, it was reasonable for Captain Nakunaru to be suffering the most, as she not only was the most severely injured, but was also the only one to actually have seen the Tenth Squad Captain die. Unsure what he could say to comfort her, Akusuna kept his silence and merely nodded his greetings in return.
The next to arrive was the Eleventh Squad Captain, whom appeared to still be suffering from the injuries from before. Again, Akusuna didn't know where the injuries had come from, since he had not been paying attention when the Captain was injured. However, it was obvious that wherever and whenever he received the injuries, they were very severe.
Looking around, Akusuna took a quick attendance in his head. They were still missing the Second and Sixth Squads, as well as the Thirteenth Squad Captains. The only other two who were missing was Third and the Twelfth Squad, both of whom Captains were currently missing in action. Akusuna wondered if the Lieutenants from those two squads, as well as Tenth Squad, would arrive to take their place. He wasn't sure whether their Lieutenants were still around or not, but someone would need to rise to responsibility in those squads.

Akusuna Myori

Majin Ulrich entered into the meeting room with his top eyelids lazily dropped half way. Like any other Captain he had involved in cleanup and the paper work that went with it, but that isn't the reason why he looked so tired. For the last few days he had been suffering from a case of insomnia. Whenever he closed his eyes to sleep they would upen up moments later. Ulrich refrained from eye contact as he took his place standing among the other captains. While suffering from this condition, whenever someone attempted to make conversation he would just grumble or snap at the person, causing a number of his subordinates to avoid him until his insomnia wore off. Of course, this doesn't mean he wont be giving the same response to the other Captains, especially the new Captain-Commander. He then let out a small sigh and tipped his hat.

It is through skill that we fight

Taking note of Akira’s arrival, the Captain seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts so Yukito left him alone, introspection was a good exercise for the mind after all, and clearing one’s head of doubts before a battle is always recommended. The next to arrive was Tsukiko, the newly appointed 12th Division Captain. Following her discreetly as she walked towards Senka, Yukito was a bit thankful as she instructed her to behave properly, but was quite surprised by the Captain's boldness in doing so, as she was practically scolding their Captain-Commander, perhaps they knew each other well, maybe they were even related by blood. Disregarding such thoughts, Yukito was surprised once more when Senka unconditionally obeyed Tsukiko, meaning that two were either close friends or sisters, though them being sisters seemed to be more plausible.

Tearing himself from his thoughts, Yukito glanced towards the door as Majin Ulrich entered the meeting hall, looking a bit dreary-eyed and obviously lacking sleep. Yukito found it a bit odd that he would be in such a condition given their current situation, but assumed that he was most likely simply exhausted due to the increased workload everyone suffered due to the incident a few days back. Even he found himself needing the aid of coffee and other caffeinated drinks to rouse him from his slumber after toiling the night and afternoon away inspecting structures, managing manpower and of course the all too tedious, yet ever present paperwork.

Sighing to himself, Yukito’s attention was quickly averted towards Senka as the little girl began to speak. Noticing the increasing air of severity and utter bluntness, Yukito remembered the girl’s aura when she faced off and single-handedly defeated Zenos, a foe neither of the Captains present could pin down let alone defeat. What she lacked in maturity, she made up for in sheer power, and Yukito respected her for that. The fact that she was aware of her own faults, yet not make attempts to fix them striked Yukito to be very much odd, if she knew this was not how she should behave then why act this way? Being childish was one thing as Senka was a child, it was understandable for her to behave this way. But she was Captain-Commander, Yukito assumed she would at least behave as such, seeing as how her rank was one of discipline and sternness. Regardless, at least she is aware of her own actions, which means she’s a bit more mature than most girls her age, though she was still fairly immature even still.

As the girl ended her introduction and asked for questions, Yukito was hesitant to ask, mainly because he didn’t know what kind of questions would be appropriate as he was dealing with something he wasn’t accustomed to. Thus, he remained silent for a bit, perhaps someone more accustomed to these kinds of rather awkward situations would serve as an icebreaker and ask first.