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 Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 4:16 am
⋠◐Kenpachi, Ozaru Darc◑⋡ ⊱Captain of Sqaud 11⊰ Destiny is never left to chance Ozaru was sitting on a couch waiting for those he had summoned to help aid him in his training and one day to help destroy the Sereitei.
((Anyone can reply as long as they are not apart of the court guard squads. Looking for the evil ones lol.))  Your fate is defined by battle.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 5:52 pm
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[-Idle-] Donovan [----][----]-Squad 12 Vice Captain--Only Half-Dead-
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The portal was faulty; old and ill-used. Donovan could tell the very moment he’d stepped through it. Most times with personal, emergency portals such as that one, they would take the person to one of the more recent destination traveled to by another Shinigami. Even worse, they could have teleported from anywhere in the Soul Society, and the portal would pick up on that path, and follow it. It made sense, though, he guessed. They were made more for a quick escape than simply travel.
The room he was in seemed… human. Reiatsu was at a minimal, the architecture was blocky and dull. Human.
What Shinigami in his right mind would willfully bring themselves to such a place as dreary as this? There were other more interesting destinations in the Human world. Like the Great Wall of China or something, but no, this Shinigami… was still here…
Donovan wandered the place, eerily quiet though it was… Hm… there was an air of expectancy, like someone was waiting for… He was about to call out, asking if anyone was there, but then he saw it – the mane of silver hair... Then, he knew.
“Captain Kenpachi!” he called, “What are you doing here just… sitting? I didn’t think that it would be like you to sit… ever.” He did not know what to say. Acting like he knew Kenpachi even though they had never spoken. It was all nervous conversation, really. In reality, the man startled him a little bit, what with his robes with the arms cut off… He paused. There was obviously something far more serious happening.
“What’s going on?”
((If you want a little more background on this, go to the squad 12 page in the vice-captains lab thread xD))
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