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~ Administration Department Main Building, First Division Headquarters ~
Oriru had finished processing the Lieutenants paperwork, the Nameless One, who made the claim for the Fourth Division Vice Captain position and with the proper channels would officially be validate in that claim. It would not take long to get it done, and with that he would make his way towards leaving for the day, slightly before the end of normal business hours. "Hey, Kusho." One of the Administration Officers, a newer one that Oriru determined, "Can you sign off on the new officer arrivals from the Spiritual Arts Academy? Just need to verify that everything checks out on the individuals that claimed a seated position out of the Academy." Oriru would take a few minutes to read over the stack of paperwork before signing off for the clearance required to accept the positions of the new appointed officers and also establish their qualified pay for their new assignments. 

"Alright, Zari!" Oriru shouted a few desks down to Zari who turned to acknowledge him, "Close up tonight?" He spoke with a half smile, a symbol of their work relationship to which she gave in return and thumbs. With that established, Oriru made his way out of the building and met with the Nameless One. "It isn't too far of a walk, just a quick cut through the Ninth Division will get us to the section of the Fifth Division that we need to be at." With that established, he made his way towards the location.

~ Last Watch ~
Oriru walked through the pathway with a clear sense of direction as he carried his Zanpakuto in his left hand, the 100 centimeter long sheath with the 28 centimeter long handle, with his grip firmly in the middle of the full length of the Odachi for ease of movement. The other reason that he enjoyed taking the path through the Ninth Division is that there happens to be a small garden along the path with a diverse collection of flora and gentle scents which always helped him relax at the end of his days.

Unless the Nameless One had questions, or subjects to discuss it would be a relatively quiet walk between the two of them. Oriru would, however, greet nearly every person that he came across. He knew almost every person that is employed by Central 46, the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, or the Court of Pure Souls due to his work with employment records and also the fact that he takes the time to personally try and meet every person within the ranks affiliated to his. His knowledge of people within the Kido Corp or Onmitsukido is relatively limited do to most of their reports being redacted in public records or the amount of secrecy around their activities, only knowledgeable in things that have been deemed necessary by Central 46. 

They would be growing close to the location of Saigo no Tokei which was a sign only known by the line of people that could be seen extending around the length of a building. To those familiar with the location, this building use to be the location of a Vault that stored valuables in the Fifth Division before it was moved to another more secure location when the construction process was completed. This building was refitted to assist in a different type of storage. As they approached the building the front door was wide open revealing the open vault door from the 'lobby' and it was unimpressive. The inside looked run down like it had not been touched since they moved out of it.

When Oriru got to the front door with his companion, the Nameless One, the front guard immediately stepped in front of him, "Sorry, got to get in line." The large man with the blue Mohawk stood firm and aggressive in his focus. 

Oriru smiled, "Haruko." He spoke with a friendly tone as he reached out his hand, "How is the wife?

The large man gave a smile and reached for Oriru's hand, "She is doing much better Oriru, thank you so much for helping us get access to the infirmary.

"Of course my friend, hopefully there should be no more delays in her benefits." With that, Haruko took a step to the side stamping the back of Oriru's hand then, after giving an extended look at the Nameless one - and a reassuring nod from Oriru - gave him a stamp as well. With that, Oriru would walk through the open doorway and the once run down building turned into a lively bar with plenty of people and beautiful decorations. "We can take a seat over here." Oriru motioned to a booth section on one side of the building, "I asked to have a booth reserved." With a smile he respectfully gave the Nameless One a chance to sit on which ever side he desired before sitting opposite of him. 

Menus would already be placed on the table, one for food and one for drinks, highlighting an array of options for casual drinks to spirits dark or light and plenty of food options that could pair nicely with the drink of choice. "Tonight's on me."


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TWC | 867
OWC | 4355

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Yuroshima strolls casually behind the Administrator who leads him through the ninth division grounds. The Lieutenant takes notice that Oriru has not spoken yet and so assumes him to be a man who enjoys a walk visually as opposed to conversationally. “And that’s fine,” He thinks, “I agree.” As the lack of speech enables him more concentration on his surroundings. He hadn’t been to the division 9 grounds a lot but had spent a long stretch of time there for debriefing after his rukognai mission considering that debriefing would indeed involve the death of a soul reaper and the beginning of a guerrilla war and so given the circumstances he had not noticed the wonderful and lush garden in the Divisions Courtyard before. The explosion of red, blues, purples, violets, oranges, even cyan and salmon pinks, was truly impressive to the Veiled spectator as they walked through the serene scape and he catches.. if only for just a moment.. a slight vibe similar to that that he would feel in Kan’Yo Na Hiras realm. This realization causes his gray eyes to then fixate briefly on Oriru, “Was this a man a kindred spirit to me” He wonders, understanding that what drew him to this garden is exactly that which drew he and Kan’Yo to their version of an inner world.

            Finally they reach a building with quite a large line which the two proceed to pass by to the front door. The inside was drab and bleak and Yuroshima looks into it but merely shrugs mentally. “No one leaves out coffees, juices, flavored waters and teas and doesn’t have the class to pick the right place, I’m sure its fine.” He pauses as they approach the front door and a rather large man with a blue Mohawk stands guards, “Besides, “ He finishes as Oriru approaches the man. “Some of the best restaurants I’ve ever eaten at were family owned and not so good looking inside or out.” He stands behind the administrator as he and the bouncer carry on the conversation from which Yuroshima gathers that Oriru is indeed using his influence in the correct manor, and the two are allowed in. Oriru’s hand is stamped but the man pauses at the Veiled associate who stares back just as blankly until the Head of Administration nods to the bouncer and Yuro to is gifted the hand stamp.

            The Lieutenant follows his guide into the building and its atmosphere changes after turning merely one corner. What was dusty and lackluster turned into a lively red hued social establishment with many beautiful tables and cultured decorations dotting around all set to a red hue from clever lighting. “We can sit over here.” Oriru motions and the Lieutenant follows before glancing down at his hand stamp. “What the fu-“ He mutters, “It says I’m not of legal age to drink..” Irritation lacing his inner voice, “He must have grabbed the wrong one..” He pushes the thought out of his head. “I had a booth reserved for us.” His companion tonight tells him as Yuro slides into the left booth seat and eyes the assortment of menus, “Tonight’s on me.” The Admin finishes, taking his seat across from the Lieutenant. Yuroshima is about to say that that wasn’t necessary until he can feel the bullet labeled “Oh no I insist.” Being loaded up inside Oriru. “Well at least let me get the tip.” He says sweetly before skimming through the various menus, he takes great time in consideration with the beverages as this mattered greatly to him, but food was always easy with Yuro. “Im ready to order whenever.” He states placing the menus down. “Thank you for bringing us here.” He states attempting conversation, “I wouldn’t have really known where to go yet, let alone be able to gain access.”

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Nariko was doing her usual routine, which involved going on a walk to tour the Seireitei. The 13 Court Guard Squads had a lot of space to cover, and so many nice places hidden in and around various places, so she wanted to, at least at some point, have seen ever single building and place around.  Besides that, she had a decent time wandering around and people watching, seeing what the other Shinigami in the area were up to. People got into all sorts of interesting business, and it was rarely boring to eavesdrop on conversations. Besides that, it could lead to some funny interactions, or sometimes spars broke out, and Nariko was just so overwhelmingly curious and nosy about things that weren't necessarily her business. In fact, she was probably more nosy when things specifically weren't her business.

Having just come back from a very intense spiritual energy and Kido training session, Nariko was more on the tired side than usual, but walks weren't particularly draining, so rather than go home, she found herself moving towards a garden that she'd heard about from some of the other members of the 9th Division. Gardens were pretty relaxing to the girl, who always seemed to connect with nature on more of a spiritual level. Something about plants just gave Nariko a serene sense, as if nature was calling out to her, telling her it was home. Flowers were beautiful, nature was beautiful, and when left unchecked, the unparalleled beauty and wildness of it could overtake anything. Nariko not only respected that, but could relate to it. She wasn't one to be restrained either, and she could grow in the most unlikely circumstances. There  was some respect between her and plants, if plants could respect things.

Finding the garden didn't take her too long, and boy was it a sight to behold. It was a beautiful spot, full of color and wonder. The scents from the flowers filled the air in an almost overwhelming manner. It wasn't like there was an explosion of sensation or anything, but the very air around the area seemed to be more pure than anywhere else that Nariko had been so far. More refreshing. Leaning over some Lavender, Nariko breathed in, closing her eyes. She could definitely smell the Lavender, but it mixed in with the scents from the other flowers in the area in such a pleasing manner. Scents from various flora seemed to be able to compliment each other so well. "Wonderful!" she stood back up, doing a little spin. So far, this was her new favorite spot in the Seireitei.

While she went along the path, looking at the different types of flowers and taking mental snapshots, Nariko was practicing her Reiatsu control techniques, which more or less was her meditating. It was a lot easier to cycle up and down through it when her mind was relaxed like it was right now. She wasn't particularly paying attention to how much she had, since she wasn't good at sensing her own spiritual pressure, she just kept cycling between flexing it up higher and lower, until the point of strain on the high end. It never amounted to much more than about half of her actual current potential, but it was still a sizable amount. There weren't a lot of other people in the area, so she wasn't really disturbing anyone at the moment. It's not like her pressure was so massive as to be oppressive to anyone. Her tutor had told her that doing this would make it easier to push herself to her highest and being able to access all of her power.

Because she was people watching during the process, lowering her pressure when people came too close so that if they didn't have a lot she wasn't affecting them at all, she noticed fairly quickly when two more Shinigami started to pass through the area. While she usually wouldn't note much about someone walking, at least one of them was worth actual notice. Not only was his face hidden behind some sort of veil, but he also had a Lieutenant's badge on his arm. Her thoughts shifted back to an earlier memory. During the patrol, there had been discussion of some rumors about a new Lieutenant of the 4th Division. Her interest sparked, a coal of mischievous intent lit into Nariko's soul. Even if this wasn't him ((but Nariko was sure it was)), eavesdropping on a Lieutenant could really only prove to be more fun. His companion wasn't really anything special, although his Zanpakutou was incredibly long, an Odachi sized blade. 

Going back to looking at the flowers, she switched more into an inconspicuous mode, trying to look just like some girl looking at flowers. She was used to hiding in plain sight, since people looked more suspicious when they were doing something sneaky and tried to act too normal. Nariko's experience led her to believe that acting like she belonged in a place tended to make her look more normal than just trying to act natural. It was a weird little phenomenon, but that little nuance made a huge difference. As the two Shinigami passed by, she kept them in her peripherals, but continued moving down the path as she had been before. Changing to following too soon would also draw a lot of attention. This was actually a bit of a game for her. Not getting caught was part of the thrill, even if she wasn't doing anything wrong.

After they crossed out of sight, Nariko cast Bakudo #26, Kyakko. Disappearing from sight as light began to bend around her, her Reiatsu signature hidden behind the Bakudo, Nariko began to follow along behind them, speeding up a bit so that she could re-establish line of sight. It wasn't that hard, given that Yuroshima sort of stood out like a sore thumb with his head veil and badge. She tracked them to a building, that looked more like a warehouse than anything. It was interesting, there seemed to be some sort of a line, but she wasn't worried about that. She knew nobody here could see her. The girl watched as Oriru and Yuroshima got stamped and they moved towards the door, and then.... they vanished?

Nariko blinked, confused. She moved silently, catching up and bypassing the line, the guard unaware of her existence. She saw the empty interior of the building, old and out of use. An illusion! Walking forward, Nariko passed the threshold, uninhibited by whatever defenses this place had, unaware that it had any beyond the illusion, and.... everything around her changed. This was interesting. Why the secrecy? Her curiosity shot even higher than it had before, a burst of dopamine rushing through her, excited by this turn of events. Maintaining her invisibility and moving around to avoid anyone walking into her, she looked around for Yuroshima and his travelling companion, finding them pretty quickly.

Moving to within earshot, she would focus more on not being bumped into, and attempt to listen. After all, nobody could see her. This was an extremely useful tool to the girl. She could get into almost anywhere!

 

WC: 1,196
TWC: 1,196

Reiatsu: (72k) 40k for story purposes. 
Bakudo #26, Kyakko: Turns Nariko invisible and hides her Reiatsu from anyone with less than 70k Reiatsu.

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Oriru smiled as the Nameless One spoke at his preparation to order the meal and drinks. “The best part about this place, is the unique design for the ordering.” Oriru pulled up his menu and placed a finger on one of the options, an order of Sake. His finger created a gentle green glow before fading away and removing his finger from the menu. “The owner used what he learned being in the Fifth Division to apply his Kido craft into the establishment, something he left the division to pursue.” A moment was given to allow both him and the Nameless One to take in the ambiance of the establishment.

A single press and a firm focus are all it takes to order, and they know which table to deliver the selection to.” After that, Oriru rose from the booth to remove his coat and fold it before hanging it on a small hook next to the booth. Once up, he reached into the breast pocket of the coat to pull out a small cloth. He took a slow deep breath before removing his glasses and taking the moment to clean them. Though he continued to clean his glasses his eyes seemed to survey the room of people. At one point he made eye contact, or as much as he could manage with his poor vision, with the waitress he was aware of serving his section and made a gesture of three fingers.

Once he was happy with what he had done with his glasses, he put the cloth back and took his seat. This time, he sat all the way against the wall. Not a few moments later did the waitress come by and set a small bottle of sake on the table with three individual serving cups and an additional menu on the table. She respectfully poured into each of the three cups, “If you need anything, just let me know otherwise your orders will be right out.” With that, she made her way back to the kitchen area.

Well, might I start us off with a toast to your promotion?” He spoke with a smile as he grabbed one of the glasses in order to toast, “And you are more than welcome to grab a glass and join us.” He made a look towards off the table at nothing with a smirk and a wink before bringing his eyes back to the Nameless One. “To the new Vice Captain of the Fourth Division.” Oriru would knock glasses with those that would join in and relax for a night of enjoyment starting with his first glass for the evening.


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Yuroshima listens in silence as Oriru explains the kido based menu concept. The Lieutenant begins ordering as the Admin across from his stands to remove his coat. He selects rotisserie chicken and a salmon filet with a side bowl of sea salt and a side bowl of butter oil. He looks up and sees his friend flag down the waitress for drinks and so hastily he requests cranberry and blue berry juice. “I wish I had some hard candies.” He thinks a moment before once again looking at the classy styling of the building. He feels slightly, a strange feeling of someone being around, almost akin to the feeling of being watched but not quite it.. but it passes and Yuroshima simply shrugs it off as his paranoia. “Relax.” He thinks taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out until he notices the waitress bringing a platter. She sets down Sake and serving glasses. “I ordered the juices.” He states as she reaches towards the cranberry juice which she then hands to the Corpsman. “Thank you very much.” He states as he sets the maroon drink down and reaches for the blueberry juice.

Oriru grabs a glass and lifts it with a smile, “Well, might I start us off with a toast to your promotion?” He initiates before looking outward from the table, “And your more than welcome to grab a glass and join us.” He states to air, Yuroshimas earlier suspicion returns slightly before he grabs a serving glass and begins to poor cranberry and blue berry juice into it. “I’ve always been something of a light weight with alcohol.” He says, pouring the other half of the glass full with Sake and then raising the dark colored drink in return, “To the new Vice Captain of the fourth division.” Oriru says, “Yes.” Yuroshima replies happily, tilting his head back and lifting the front cloth flap of his veil he takes a few generous gulps before pulling his head down quickly, his facial expression turned sour but due to the mask like headdress only his eyes are seen squinting harshly for a moment. “Ulh..” He grimaces, “And to the behind the scenes heroes.” He then makes a toast of his own paying respect to the man whom had brought him out here on his expense. He raises his glass again but this time only takes one good sized gulp down the hatch. “While we wait for the food.” The lieutenant begins, “Lemme ask, how long have you been Head of Administration? You seem to know many of the Shinigami around the Sereitei very well.”

 

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The Lieutenant's travelling companion had been tipped off at some point as to Nariko's existence. Nariko was rather confused, but she had already been noticed, so there was no point in declining at this point. Perhaps the man's glasses gave him some sort of additional sight, allowing him to see her, but wouldn't have realized that she was invisible until he had taken them off? That would have certainly tipped him off as to her actually tailing them. He did wink right at her, but his Reiatsu wasn't higher than hers was, and certainly wasn't higher than the Vice Captain he was with, and Yuroshima couldn't see her, so that only left so many options. Grinning a sheepish grin, she dropped her illusion, popping into existence and delivering quite a shock to some of the nearby patrons. Apologizing for the fright, she moved towards the table where Yuroshima and Oriru sat, taking the seat that Oriru had left for her to sit in.

Perhaps there was little reason not to. She could still satisfy her curiosity while joining them. In fact, it might actually be easier to satisfy her curiosity by actually doing so. Having some drinks, chilling out, and getting to know them. Besides, this man was more than met the eye, that much was for certain. Now she was interested in both of the Shinigami at the table with her. Yuroshima because he was a Vice Captain of the Gotei 13, and Oriru because he was able to see through her Bakudo somehow, a feat that it would usually take a high leveled Vice Captain or Captain to do, although he didn't seem to be that strong at all. There was some definite intrigue there. 

Taking up her shot, offered to her by her glasses wearing seat mate, Nariko toasted to the same. "To the new Vice Captain!" she said eagerly, knocking back her drink with a small shiver as the alcohol went down her throat. Most liquor was rough, and she enjoyed sweeter drinks, but Sake was fine enough. It would taste better with time, as most drinks usually did. Shaking her head as the alcohol hit her stomach, Nariko's grin appeared on her face once again, as she introduced herself to the group real quick so they weren't sitting there without knowing who she was. "Nariko Mizushima, 9th Division's 19th Seat. Pleasure to meet you Lieutenant Casper," she remembered that one of her squadmates had said that the 4th Division's new Vice Captain was called Casper, "and you, mister.....?" She couldn't even pretend to know who Oriru was at all.

After introductions were done, she'd fall silent, while listening to the conversation a little bit. Head of Administration was certainly an impressive title indeed, although Nariko couldn't imagine remembering all that information that he must go through. She'd be so overwhelmed with such a task, thoughts came and went through her head with such speed, and holding her attention on boring things like that was nearly impossible. If she wasn't interested in something, there was no way she was going to dedicate her time to it, when she could be searching out something fun and exciting.

 

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Oriru watched as the young woman, who had cleverly found a way to obscure her appearance with the use of a Kido, one that he was all too familiar with, enter the establishment without the aid of the stamp. The details of how she was able to bypass the entrance was beyond him, but found it quite interesting that she was able to do so but found no reason to turn away the eye of the curious wanderer and thus offering a seat and a drink seemed to be the only appropriate response. The great part was that she was willing to take part in the offer and enjoy a drink with the two in comradery.

“And to the behind the scenes heroes.”

That statement, by the Nameless One, was nice one to hear as it was tribute to the people like Oriru who are no widely known for great acts like Elevander Jecht, Mikoto Shuu, or Xarius Kaeru but still they are know far and wide for their involvement in the basic functions of the Soul Society. Of course, he would not miss the chance to take a second drink, especially one in is honor. So with a second drink down for each of them, seeing that the young female would allow herself to indulge.

Nariko Mizushima…

First the name came to his mind, going through the dozens of files that he had been processing and recalled her acceptance forms on his desk for the new class from the Spiritual Arts Academy. The sign of her recently placed division came to mind clearly.

Ninth Division’s Nineteenth Seat…

That was a solid placement for such a newly accepted individual, but he ability in the academy was impressive. Nothing that warranted the accolades of a prodigy by any means, but still impressive all the same.

Lieutenant Casper…

Oriru was able to hold himself from a response as the name given to the Nameless One, as he had heard the name a few times during his interactions with individuals but never had he made the connection that it was too the person that he was sharing a booth with. It was a shame to have a designation, but perhaps the man would hold himself with self-satirical appreciation. Though shortly after, Nariko inquired his own identity much along the inquiry brought by the Nameless One.

Formally, I am Senior Administration Officer of the Administration Department, sub department of the First Division placing me as the ranked Twentieth Seat of the First Division…” He paused for a moment, “For now.” He smiled as he said he two words, his eyes reaching across the room at another individual closer to the main bar who wore his lieutenant badge on his left arm, ‘Thirteen Division’ was clearly visible. “I honestly am not too sure how long I have been the head of Administration,” There was a playful tone with a hint of frustration, “Since I still report to the current Director of Administrative Affairs as well as the Captain of the First Division and the Chief Administrative Officer from Central 46, I am more of the hand of Administration handling all of the actual details.

Oriru poured another drink for each of the three, giving them the chance to prepare for the shot or mix it however they would desire. The goal was not to show more over one or the other but have a nice time out. With a smile and a gesture to signal another drink with a silent toast to knock glasses, Oriru would take another drink with ease, “But once I learn to become a better fighter, I think I might go for a Captain and restructure the way that Administrative Affairs operate.” He let out a laugh at the jest in his words before he would pour another drink for himself and offer to pour more for the other’s if they would like to continue. Considering the size of the bottle, this would be the last shot of this specific drink.

The things you learn in Administration,” A smirk developed, “The challenges of keeping the worst secrets imaginable.” With that, he offered another silent toast with, or without, the rest of the group with joyous enthusiasm; despite his ominous choice of words.


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TWC | 2020
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Suddenly, a woman pops into existence by the table. Yuroshimas eyes widen as he nearly chokes on his drink, “Hah!” He laughs out loudly. “One minute two men..and the next minute BAM a lady just comes into being.” He thinks in amusement, “The Seireitei is quite the odd place.” The woman walks to their table and takes a seat in the booth, “To the new Vice Captain.” She says pleasantly before taking her shot. She shakes at the taste of the alcohol before introducing herself, “Nariko Mizushima, 9th Division's 19th Seat. Pleasure to meet you Lieutenant Casper,” Yuroshima was reaching his drink before pausing a moment at the nickname. “Damn..” He thinks as he casually continues to pick up his glass, “My specific reasons for anonymity are forfeit if they were going to just assign me a distinctive name anyhow. While Casper is kind of a cool nickname... I might as well just go by my actual name at that point.”

Oriru begins explaining his position and for how long he has done it, and his dreams of reforming the administration function as a whole by taking captaincy one day. Yuroshima can hear the realness and certainty in his voice and it put him in mind of his own reasons for joining into the restoration corps, he didn’t appear to be very strong now and so if he ever wanted help training his spirit energy or his skills in any field the Lieutenant resolved there that he would most likely offer his services. “That’s very impressive.” He tells the Admin, “With work ethic like yours I’m sure you’ll get there no problem.” He then turns to the girl, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He states, “I served with many lower and higher seated officers in your Division during the Rukognai mission we had gone on, I always meet good people in the 9th division, even when I’m just passing through its grounds.” He then remembers her phase into reality not to long ago, “That was quite the entrance you had earlier.” He says light heartedly. “Where did you pick up that name by the way?” He asks. “Casper.”

 

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TWC – 1433

 

OOC – The last question is asked after any response you have ( if any ) to my entrance statement

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Oriru never really answered her question, giving his title and position, but not the name, so Nariko still didn't know what to call him. 'Glasses' wasn't exactly something she could say. '1st Division, 20th seat' would also be a little bit too long to continually say. She wasn't even going to attempt to memorize that mess of a title. 'For now' he had said. 'Mister Fornow'. That would do 'For Now'. She smiled in amusement. Regardless of her own wit and humor, it was an impressive bit of titles, as well as being the 20th seat of squad 1. That meant they were somewhat on a similar level of rank. Skill was a different matter, given that different Divisions had different levels of skill among their officers, but Seated Officers weren't to be taken lightly, regardless of squad. "Captain, eh? Lofty goals." Accepting another drink, Nariko knocked it back as well. She was pretty good with her liquor.

Vice Captain, Captain, these things were beyond Nariko's scope. She couldn't imagine actually having that sort of capability in battle, to be on par with someone like that. Maybe she could see if the 4th Division's Lieutenant would want to fight with her at some point. Then she could get a bit of a picture on the actual skill level of a Lieutenant. Well, one of the weaker ones, from what she'd heard. The Healing Division wasn't known for it's combat prowess, after all. Still, Vice Captain is Vice Captain, and there had to be some level of skill there for that to happen, right?

"I mean, I guess it was. Kido are pretty nice, lets me go places without being spotted. It was just a basic one, Kyakko. Let's me hide myself from sight and sensing, as long as someone doesn't have an astronomically higher Reiatsu than mine. Speaking of which, kind of curious about your glasses and how they let you see through it." she replied to Yuroshima's comment about her entrance, and shifted her attention back to Oriru. Her theory was that the glasses were special and let him see things that were usually hidden, which, given the information she had was really the best guess she could make at the current point in time.

"Oh, uh, well, information travels around. Shinigami have friends, those friends know people, nothing really stays secret for long. Especially a Vice Captain's challenge." Nariko explained. It was a pretty simple thing, really. Gossip was always fast to spread, especially to friends. A lot of shinobi were friends with their own squad mates, but also steady friends with people they met in the Academy, or knew before they even joined the Academy, and often those people wouldn't end up in the same Division, so it led to people knowing a lot of people from various different places. Plus, like Yuroshima, people did joint Division missions, and met people that way. "Anyhow, someone from Division 4 talked to a friend in Division 9, told us what happened, and one thing came to another. Former Lieutenant Kimi called you Casper, so I know your name. Pretty cool, huh? Knowing someone you've never met." The girl smiled across the table at the Vice Captain.

 

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Oriru found a great comfort in being able to relax, take a moment to be out of the office with people that he did not also work with. There is a certain level of guarded you must maintain when being out with people that you work with, especially if they happen to be your subordinates. The benefit with these two were that they were not in direct relation to his work, aside from the fact that has seen the details of their files extensively and any report that has been delivered was processed through his eyes at some point.

Nariko went on to describe her affinity towards the Kido Arts, something that Oriru took note of for his own interest in the Kido arts was distinctly on his resume. She went on to explain the nature of Kyakko, a Bakudo which has been Oriru’s specialty and even his field of study during the Spiritual Arts Academy for his Soul Reaper courses. She made a note of how the person needs to be considerably stronger than the caster in order to perceive beyond the Bakudo which cause him off guard. He could only muster a chuckle as he shifted his glasses high on his face. “Well.”

Luckily, she decided to continue the conversation between the three of them and Oriru, remaining a tad bit awkward since he was literally in a corner, listened to her explanation of how she came across the name Casper and sparked a light heartfelt tone with him. “I have worked with the Ninth Division several times myself, as they tend to be the only ones willing to assist the Administration Department for our travels to the World of the Living, and sometimes just throughout the Rukongai visits.” He smiled as the waitress brought over the food that was order by the Nameless One, more alcoholic beverages, and a platter of sample dishes.

She left shortly after leaving the trio to their conversations, as Oriru would pour another round of drinks for them to share. “Funny thing about these glasses actually,” He had downed the first shot quite quickly and already settled on pouring another, and generously doing the same for any other that decided to keep pace with him. “The glasses actually aren’t meant to improve my ability to see anything,” With a laugh he held the next drink up to his eye level with arm extended, “They are a special prescription to help with my own ailment and helped me quit smoking.” With that, he took a drink and set the glass on the table.

Oh, I keep rambling and forgot a bit of my manners during the earlier formality. Name is Oriru Ryūka Kushō.


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The newcomer explains that she had used Kyakko to enter the building before turning to Oriru and asking about his glasses to which the Admin responded, “The glasses actually aren’t meant to improve my ability to see anything,” With a laugh he held the next drink up to his eye level with arm extended, “They are a special prescription to help with my own ailment and helped me quit smoking.” With that, he took a drink and set the glass on the table. “Oh, I keep rambling and forgot a bit of my manners during the earlier formality. Name is Oriru Ryūka Kushō.” He says. The girl then answers Yuroshimas earlier question, “"Oh, uh, well, information travels around. Shinigami have friends, those friends know people, nothing really stays secret for long. Especially a Vice Captain's challenge." She pauses, “Anyhow, someone from Division 4 talked to a friend in Division 9, told us what happened, and one thing came to another. Former Lieutenant Kimi called you Casper, so I know your name. Pretty cool, huh? Knowing someone you've never met." The girl smiled across the table at the Vice Captain.

Yuroshima nods, “Indeed news does work that way.” He says, “My my name isn’t exactly Casper,” He begins , “However you can honestly call me whatever you like as long as you bear in mind that my true identity is anyone.” He reaches for his drink and takes a fair sip, still holding the cup he begins to speak again, “You see, the reason ive chosen to keep my name from public knowledge i-“ - “Excuse me .. sir?” the light voice of a woman interrupts the Lieutenant as the waitress whom had brought them the drinks approaches the table with the food anyone had ordered, she is looking right at Yuroshima. “Oh.. yes ma’am?” He replies, confused at the hint of aggression she displayed. “I see your stamp sir, it says you are prohibited from drinking in here” She explains, setting the tray of food on the table.

The lieutenant looks to the back of the hand he was holding the drink in and sees the stamp prominently contrasting his skin. “Oh that,” He says, “Ma’am this was a mistake, I’m a grown adult man..” She shakes her head to his reply, “Sir the reasons for that stamp could be anything from age to business to medical I need to take that glass with me or you all have to leave.” Yuroshimas eye brows raise in a 50/50 mixture of surprise and general amusement, “I mean.. ok.” He laughs out the word “ok”, “lack of identity would indeed make it hard to prove Im aloud to drink.”  He thinks handing the glass to her, “I could tell her to ask the bouncer guy but honestly he just didn’t seem to care for me much and I don’t wanna make a big deal out of alcohol like it matters.” He shrugs mentally, “Like I don’t have a Ken Ken seed cigar for later.” He smiles at the thought before turning back to his comrades. “At any rate.” He states, the strong drink aiding in the new found laxness to his voice and the fact that he had forgot what he was talking about earlier, “Im trying to bring a more combative role to the Restoration Corps.”

 

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Oriru Ryuka Kusho. That was an interesting enough name. It was better than Fornow anyways. The more he talked, the more interesting he became, honestly. His glasses helped him stop smoking? And weren't even for his sight? And help his ailment? Nariko scoffed. This man was just messing with her at this point. Rolling her eyes, she shook her head playfully. "Alright, then. Keep your secrets." Glasses were for vision, she knew that. Taking another drink, she knocked it back and down the hatchet, keeping pace with Oriru for the time being, a minor competitive spark lit in her. Beyond that, she was just enjoying the company.

Yuroshima began to explain that his name wasn't actually Casper, and Nariko frowned. She was still a little stuck on that thought, when he was in the middle of explaining that he  didn't have a name or something like that. And his true identity was.... anyone? What did that even mean? He was about to explain the reason he wasn't publicly letting his name be known, when they were interrupted. A waitress approached their table. Awkwardness ensued.

"I don't even have a stamp." Nariko laughed, raising her hand. She had snuck in here after all, so why would she have one? It was odd anyhow that the stamp would be used to say whether or not someone was allowed to drink. Oriru had been stamped, and then Yuroshima immediately after. She hadn't seen him swap stamps. She hadn't seen any identification being checked either. "Does that mean I'm not allowed to drink either?" Then again, the waitress hadn't said anything about her lack of stamp, nor her appearance out of nowhere, so it didn't seem to matter that much to them, or they were just making a deal about the Vice Captain for some reason.

Anyhow, Yuroshima expounded that he was trying to make the 4th Division into a more combative role. While Nariko could see a benefit to them being able to fight more, she also realized that that could lead to a change in mentality for the healers. Instead of focusing on healing, they might be more likely to head into combat first, and then healing would be secondary, and then they die, and then healing wasn't done so the injured also die, and it would just steam roll. But she wasn't in charge of the 4th Division, so she said nothing. It wasn't her place. She also saw some benefit from it too, so it wasn't all bad.

"Combative 4th Division for you," she looked to Yuroshima, "and future Captainship for you." she swapped to Oriru. "I don't really have any plans like that. I just kind of want to explore new places. Whatever helps me do that, that's what I want to do."

 

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Oriru could not help but give a smile from the response given by Nariko regarding his own reasons about his glasses, which was like the one he gets from most people. Plenty of people have inquired about his glasses, and curious about their purpose when unique situations occur, and it has always been the same response. It truly has been used to help him resist his smoking problem which truly is better for everyone.

Though his smile was a bit dismissed when the waitress and the nameless one had a little interaction regarding his stamp and it only just became apparent to Oriru that it was different between the two of them. He had not noticed that detail earlier and wondered why Haruko gave him a different stamp; being that he legitimately had a concern for the age or concern of health concerns for the Nameless one, he had an inclination against the Nameless One, or perhaps an honest mistake from being distracted.

It appears that Nariko took note of the confusion and capitalized with her own humored comment of how she doesn’t have a stamp. It was clear that the waitress was prepared to deal with people with stamps that vary, like the inclusive stamp of Oriru or the restricted stamp of the Nameless One. She was not prepared to deal with an individual who did not have a stamp, or perhaps was advised that those without the stamps are not to be bothered.

Luckily the Nameless One did not decide to make a scene and was respectful about the rules of the establishment and it made Oriru feel comfortable in this moment and an increased respect for the healing comrade with a friendly smile. “I’m trying to bring a more combative role to the Restoration Corps.” That was an interesting comment as Oriru allowed his mind to flow through the details of the statement and recalled that there was a select amount of the Restoration Corp that have been classified as Combat Medics which actually includes the current Captain Elevander Jecht.

It is an interesting plan, to bring a more combative role, something that Captain Jecht has brought forth as a plan but I am unsure if he decided it was not a good idea or if he realized the amount of paperwork involved and opted to avoid the work involved.” He laughed as he continued to indulge his desire for more drinks, pouring more for any of those interested in more. He even focused his attention in front of the Nameless One and whispered, “Tazansho.” Suddenly several small blue line would draw in front of the man and create an inverted pyramid with no surface the size of a small up. He motioned that he would pour into the newly formed cup if the Nameless One desired.

Well,” Oriru motioned towards Nariko, “I think the desire to explore is perhaps the best plan of all.” He chuckled as he indulged in yet another drink. “Next time I have to visit to visit the World of the Living, you are more than welcome to be a part of the escort team,” He raised his glass towards the both of them, “Either of you.” He offered another toast with that before he let another drink go down his throat. He lost count, but realized he was pretty far down but the benefit was that it was also helping prevent his desire to smoke.


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          “Am I not allowed to drink either?” Nariko asks raising her stampless hand. “I don’t think she saw.” Yuroshima says to her, “And there’s no reason she needs to, she didn’t seem very happy about my stamp situation.” He reaches to the tray and retrieves his order. “Damn it..” he mutters with his minds voice, “I forgot to order some Rice and Mukimame.” But he did not feel like waiting for more food to arrive or talking to the waitress again and so resolved to enjoy the poultry and fish anyhow. Oriru then speaks up on the Lieutenants recent comment “It is an interesting plan, to bring a more combative role.” He begins “Something that Captain Jecht has brought forth as a plan but I am unsure if he decided it was not a good idea or if he realized the amount of paperwork involved and opted to avoid the work involved.” He laughed as he continued to pour drinks before returning his gaze to the Lieutenants and summoning up a Tozansho spell the size of a cup, offering it as a replacement. Instantly Yuroshimas suspicion and curiosity are piqued, “That’s a higher level kido than I would expect from some one at his seat.” He thinks, “Unless its one of those strange deals where his seat is a representation of the position he holds in his department, at which case he could be at any strength level..” He tilts his head a moment, brow furrowed as he appears to be in deep thought, “This relaxed demeanor... perfect to put me at ease, and he sensed that womans Kyakko..” His mental dialogue continues leading him to remember the drop in guest of the night Nariko and what she had said to them, “It was just a basic one, Kyakko. Let's me hide myself from sight and sensing, as long as someone doesn't have an astronomically higher Reiatsu than mine.”…. he pauses and looks back to the Admin.

          “Astronomically..” He repeats in his mind a half smile forming across his face behind his head dress, “I know a veil when I see one…but you kept my secret too.. so..” His thoughts conclude. “Indeed.” He says out loud before enough time had passed to seem strange, “While the concept of a combat medic certainly isn’t new to the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, I hope to reorganize the Restoration Corps for greater efficiency. If I have my way I will divide the officers into two types, those with combat capability and those without. Those with combat capability will be trained to be a combat efficient medic to the best of their capabilities so they may go into the field and serve a more important role, and those without will hold the important role of stationary medics and in times of emergency mobile medics, which is exactly what it sounds like.. having permanent corpsman to run the hospitals in shifts will also make the care much greater..” He stops a moment, “I’m sorry.” The gray eyed Lieutenant laughs, “It seems I’m the one rambling now.”

          “Why did I say all that?” He wonders, looking back down at the small tozansho pyramid indicating adept understanding in kido manipulation and remembers all the sake he had drank in his multiple gulps. “Am I.. drunk?” he asks himself audibly but in a low tone. He laughs through his nose with a quick exhale once and nods before leaning back against his booth and looking back to the Head of the Administration Corps, “Perhaps I am, perhaps I just let my paranoia get to me…” Nariko then spoke up thankfully, turning the attention from the Restoration specialist. “Combative 4th Division for you,” she looked to Yuroshima, “and future Captainship for you." she swapped to Oriru. "I don't really have any plans like that. I just kind of want to explore new places. Whatever helps me do that, that's what I want to do.” She finishes.

          “Well,” Oriru motioned towards her, “I think the desire to explore is perhaps the best plan of all. He chuckled as he downed yet another drink. “Next time I have to visit to visit the World of the Living, you are more than welcome to be a part of the escort team, He raised his glass towards the both of them, “Either of you.” To this, Yuroshima smiles, “If you ever need a medic I would be more than willing.” He says before facing his palm to the Tozansho cup, “I have to pass on that though, I think I may have had enough.” He says light heartedly.

 

 

 

 

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"I suppose she didn't." Nariko agreed, smiling light heartedly as she was just glad she could drink. Nariko had a lot of vices in life, whether it was drinking, or gambling, or anything that might be considered 'risk taking', as it just spiced up a usual day. In the end, Nariko was just a fun loving girl who wanted to enjoy life as fully as possible, and if someone tried to tell her to do any differently, she'd probably ignore them and continue with what she was doing. After all, who was anyone else to tell her how to enjoy herself?

Watching with amusement and intrigue as Oriru began to whisper, she was incredibly surprised when, lo and behold, a shape began to take form in front of them on the table! Interestingly enough, the shape seemed to be able to hold some liquid, and Nariko had to suppress a laugh. It seemed that the rebellious streak at this table was much higher than she'd have expected. Originally only planning on eavesdropping, she decided she enjoyed being introduced and able to interact with them over that any day. 

At the mention of Captain Jecht, Nariko started to pay more attention. Yuroshima began to detail his plan for the 4th Division, to which Nariko listened with full attentiveness, as he had likely given it some manner of thought. Obviously, he wasn't going to tell them every single little thing that he wanted to do, or how he would actively accomplish it, but the spark notes version was perfectly fine, and Nariko found herself agreeing that it made a lot of sense. Having specific combat medics and specific non combatant medics was smart. It always ensured there would be medics in case a combat medic would fall, but still allowed more healing in the field directly. 

Oriru's comment on the Captain Jecht guy seemed to imply that he didn't really want to put in all the work that came with his office, and Yuroshima's assertion that he wanted to do more with the Division as a whole, while already having a plan for how to do that got her to thinking. Turning to the veiled man, Nariko leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. "You sound like you should go for Captainship as well. Cut out the middle man and get stuff done without all that red tape holding you back. You wouldn't need to wait to propose a course of action to your Captain, and that frees the Captain of dealing with all the paperwork as well."

At the mention of invitation to an escort team should he venture into the World of the Living, Nariko's eyes widened in excitement. "You really mean that? Absolutely, let me know!" she exclaimed with much exuberance. Whether it was fighting hollows, or watching the humans, or just seeing what sort of world it was like, there was so much in the World of the Living that she knew there was to explore. Taking up another drink for a toast, Nariko thought about it. "You know what? Maybe I should give Captain-hood a shot sometime as well. Nothing to lose, right?"

Of course, there was that small matter that she didn't even have her Shikai unlocked, let alone a Bankai. If she was to do it now, then she couldn't get through on recommendation, since she didn't have a bankia, leaving only one option at the current point in time. She could challenge someone to a fight, but she wasn't that good just yet, and the prospect of challenging a captain to a fight right now wasn't exactly something she found all that exciting. Then again.... beating a captain without even using a single release would be the stuff of legends. The wheels in her head were spinning as she began to mull on the thought. The alcohol certainly helped the wheels spin as well. Or was that just the room? 

It was starting to hit her. Lots of drinks in a small span of time made for a build up of alcohol. Giggling a little bit, she realized she was getting tipsy. "Say, you don't happen to, either of you, have any tips for uh.... unlocking a Shikai or anything, do you? I'm still working on spiritual energy control and stuff like that, so communication with my zanpaktou's spirit hasn't really... started." Even if she didn't use Shikai or Bankai, she would still like to have the option to.

At this point, that seemed the next logical step. She'd learned all the Academy Kido, and was a decent fighter. She was getting a better grip on Spiritual Energy and Pressure all the time, so there was no reason that she couldn't start to work on accessing her shikai. That might even let her tap into that wellspring of potential she knew lay just out of her grasp.

 

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Oriru took note of Nariko's suggestion for the Nameless One to take the opportunity to pursue the Captain's spot for the Fourth Division, to which he would nod in agreement to her statement supporting the new Vice Captain in such an objective. His ideas were based in a strong foundation and his records have proven that he was a capable individual and would be fit for a leadership role with enough training to refine his talents. Combined, these two both provided a lot of insight into the individuals that make their respective divisions it brought a warm smile to his face.

Then, from the midst of a giggle from Nariko, came a inquiry that caught Oriru off guard a moment. There was a desire to unlocking a Shikai, the first stage of power for the Zanpakuto. Oriru chuckled as he responded, "Honestly, my circumstances in regards to my Shikai are a bit complicated and unorthodox. Considering I don't actually use the full power of my Shikai." He laughed as he downed more shots. "Though if you go with the common method, I am more than willing to work with you in Spiritual Energy Control. My primary studies in the Spiritual Arts Academy was Kido Arts and Refined Spiritual Energy Manipulation was my Graduate Report."


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“Indeed” The Lieutenant replies to Nariko, “I do plan on taking captainship and wish to help usher in a time of prosperity for the the Gotei 13.” He pauses while Oriru talks of spirit energy manipulation and how he had been very proficient in matters of the sort. “For me personally.” He adds. “Achieving my Shikai was an intense and deep series of mediations where I had allowed them the  roles of being my teachers. You must keep in mind that the Zanpakuto and yourself are two equal parts of a singular soul. Even if you have two Zanpakuto spirit , like myself for example, we are simply 3 equal parts of a singular soul. Forming a relationship with the other portion of your soul is a very intimate and personal experience and there will come a point where guidance can only take you so far, if you ever want aid in meditation to contact your Zanpakuto I would also be more than willing to help, you can find me almost anytime in the Restorations Corps grounds.” 

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Nariko had been keeping up with Oriru's drinking, but she was starting to feel the effects of what she'd already drank a little stronger than usual. She felt it would be a good point for her to cut herself off at this point. She could have continued, but Nariko figured it was best to be able to walk herself home and remember it. She was having a good time today, and wanted to remember it better. Blacking out wasn't exactly good for that goal.

Oriru and Yuroshima both offered an answer to her question about Shikai, although Nariko found that Yuroshima's answer was more applicable to her. Oriru could help her with the theory side of things, but Yuroshima's was more useful for once she got into some sort of communication with the Zanpakutou spirit that was attached to her sword.

Still, Oriru brought up an interesting fact. His circumstances were unique, since he didn't use the full power of the Shikai? What did that mean? So, he had one at least. It was unlocked, he could use it. However, he either didn't, or couldn't, use the full power of the weapon? Perhaps a discussion for another time. "An unorthodox method? A common method? Does that mean there's more to it than just Spiritual Energy control?" She mused out loud, more to herself than anything else. This might be worth exploring. Either way, she was going to get her shikai somehow. There was no way she wouldn't. Nariko was incredibly open to the idea of communication with her Zanpakutou spirit.

Yuroshima also had an interesting tidbit of information. He didn't just have one spirit, but in fact, two. That was incredibly uncommon, from what Nariko remembered. There wasn't a single Shinigami that had gotten a Dual Zanpakutou that hadn't been entrenched in the history of the Gotei 13. As it was, the veiled Lieutenant was already making waves. He had become a Vice Captain. He had lofty goals. Perhaps it was fated.

"I appreciate the offers, both of you. I'll certainly have to take you guys up on it. Spiritual Control and more Meditation techniques are absolutely useful, for more than just Shikai." she said sincerely.

 

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Oriru took another drink as he looked between the two of them. "Sadly, it appears it is my time to depart for the night." His eyes seemed to have traced across the room for a moment before returning to the table. Assuming that Nariko gave him the space to clear from the table, he would step free and provide a smile, "I have already covered the price of tonight's festivities, so stay as long as you wish and order anything else you'd like. " He reached into his pocket and handed each of the two a business card, with his information on the front and his division representation on the back. "You can reach out to me whenever you like, or just come by my office." With that, he grabbed his coat and Odachi and made his way out, "I have to finish mastering my Bankai anyway." With a wave, he was out of the door.

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