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Post by Bleach Leader on Aug 7, 2014 14:13:32 GMT -6
11th Division, Offensive Tactics- The 11th Division is the frontlines. They are the most skilled in physical combat and work mainly with other divisions. They rarely work on their own since they currently lack much coordination. During times of danger, the 11th Division is flooded out in mass numbers to immediately subdue problems, which include invasions of Seireitei. The 11th Division works with nearly every other division, since they are the most powerful and offer the most defense and offense. 11th is the division with the largest number of shinigami. (It is also the division with the highest mortality rate.) |
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Post by Lt. Renji Abarai on Sept 20, 2014 17:11:24 GMT -6
"Dog Fight": (continued) At the gate Renji announced their business, which was their cover, and they let them enter. Renji knew exactly were to go since we was part of the Eleventh ages ago. So he offered his arm to Kita again and they walked off toward the dojo. "I hope these idiots don't scare you. They're all, 'Kill or be Killed' here. Some can be a little overbearing."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 20, 2014 17:12:53 GMT -6
Kita giggled softly. "I think I will be alright." She told him. They walked a little further and soon Kita could hear yelling, war cries and shouting of orders by a deep and gruff voice.
The captain she figured. She heard this captain was something else, and for what Ichigo had told her about him she was really was not looking forward to meeting him. Her arm linked with Renji's tightened slightly.
He looked to her as she looked to him. He gave her a reassuring smile. She smiled at him weakly and they stepped up to the dojo door standing there as she looked at the closed doors. She was not sure if she wanted to see inside.
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Post by Captain Kenpachi Zaraki on Sept 20, 2014 17:18:58 GMT -6
Sudden reiatsu assaulted them as the door flew open and the tall scarred form of Kenpachi Zaraki stood over the slumped form half in, half out of the dojo floor.
A pink midget leapt from the sidelines with the rest of the division and poked his bald head.
"Baldy, are you alive?" The man in the floor groaned. "Yaaaaayyyy~" Bouncing around with a wide smile, she leapt back onto the giant with the tattered blade. "Ken-nii wins again~"
Kenpachi groaned and scratched his eyepatch. "Yachiru, I'm not done. I'm still fired up." She hummed happily and hugged him. He sighed. "And here I thought he would be more of a challenge..." The bells in his hair shook and the captain turned his head to the now open doorway. "Visitors..." A savage grin broke out across his face. "Come for a rematch, Red?"
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Post by Lt. Renji Abarai on Sept 20, 2014 17:25:11 GMT -6
Renji laughed as Ikkaku laid to the ground in front of them then turned back to the captain when he spoke to him. Renji raised his hands shaking his head. "Sorry Captain Zaraki don't have time today. I am busy with other matters."
He motioned to Kita with his free hand. "Captain Zaraki. This is the young lady Kita Miyamoto."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 20, 2014 17:28:04 GMT -6
Kita tried not to act nervous as she looked away from the poor guy on the ground. She looked to the captain and bowed. "Hello Captain Zaraki. Its a pleasure."
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Post by Captain Kenpachi Zaraki on Sept 20, 2014 17:33:32 GMT -6
"Kita?" Kenpachi sighed and stood up to his full height. "Yachiru, get the officers."
"Haiii~" she called, leaping off. She breathed in and then hopped into the sidelines. "Hey, hoodlums, line up and be nice," she ordered joyously.
The officers started appearing from the throng. She appeared and pointed at the doorway.
"Yumi-nii, get Baldy out."
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Post by Yumichika Ayasegawa on Sept 20, 2014 17:42:13 GMT -6
Yumichika sighed, wiping his hands on a cloth. "And I just finished the paperwork for you dirty bunch," he said loftily. Noticing Kita, he waved a hand at the dojo. "Someone else get dirty and do it," he finished and bowed fully to their visitor.
"Hello, my lady, Yumichika Ayasegawa eighth seat of the eleventh di-"
Yachiru leapt onto his head and pulled on his hair, spinning off before he could grab her. She giggled.
Yumichika clenched his fist. "You little rugrat-" he growled. "I'll fillet you this time."
"Yay~" she clapped. "Tag~"
"Yumichika," Kenpachi droned, "not now."
"Fine," he huffed, holding his arms into his silk kimono's sleeves. "I will retrieve the idiot." He stepped past his captain and glared at the group in front of him. "Move aside. I won't be getting any dirtier than I must."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Sept 20, 2014 17:49:46 GMT -6
Kita took notice to the one that was making a fuss as she tried to hold back a giggle. She bowed to him in return smiling brightly his way. He did not seem the type to be in such a group, but she knew it took all types to make the world go round. Once they were all lined up the little one with the pink hair walked over to Kita and took her hand.
"I am the Lieutenant Yachiru." She told Kita as she walked her forward.
"Hello," Kita told her softly with a gentle smile.
Walking down the line Yachiru still holding Kita's hand. Kita greeted each officer. None in which were Azayaka. She sighed and bowed to the line of seated officers.
"Thank you so much for your time," Kita told them.
Yachiru dismissed them and the line broke apart, each one going back to their own thing they were doing before called to order.
Once Renji and the captain talked along with the bald one that was knocked out the door and the dark-headed one, Yumichika. Renji took Kita's arm once more and they left division Eleven and headed to their next stop. Division Nine.Continued
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Post by Yumichika Ayasegawa on Dec 8, 2014 12:54:17 GMT -6
"Training for the Next Level": (continued)
Yumichika danced around his opponents, his practice sword connecting not so gently on heads, sides, fingers, and limbs, even between the legs if they were that stupid. He chuckled as the mass fell over. “Is that all?” he purred, resting his sword on his shoulder. He brushed dust off one of his arms. "I haven't even started breathe hard." |
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Post by Captain Kenpachi Zaraki on Dec 8, 2014 12:58:52 GMT -6
“Again, again!” Yachiru giggled from her spot on Kenpachi’s knee.
The one-eyed giant regarded the lot on the ground with boredom. "Not entertaining at all."
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Post by Ikkaku Madarame on Dec 8, 2014 13:01:19 GMT -6
Ikkaku, on the other side of the dojo, was sitting at a desk, ink staining his fingers as he filled out paperwork, furiously. He pushed the top page into the crate below him. “Oi! You pathetic scoundrels! How are you going to get Aizen’s head if you can’t even get up from one of Yumi’s love taps. Get up or I swear you will get to do this paperwork!”
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Post by Yumichika Ayasegawa on Dec 8, 2014 13:18:10 GMT -6
Yumichika chuckled and wagged a finger in front of him. “No, no, Ikkaku-san, you can’t threaten them with that. It was against me that you lost in the drinking contest. Therefore, only I can cut your punishment.”
"What if they beat you?"
"I don't remember that being a part of our bargain," Yumichika rebutted easily, glancing over his shoulder. He grinned. "Well, well, It looks like they haven't had enough after all," he murmured, as each of the men on the ground stumbled up.
“We’re not done,” they groaned. “We can still fight. Hit us with your best shot, Ayasegawa-san. We won't surrender until we're knocked out."
"Mattaku," Yumichika muttered, turning back around, "we raise such a sturdy bunch here, don't we, Captain? It can really get tiring fighting till they're down."
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Post by Captain Kenpachi Zaraki on Dec 8, 2014 13:22:27 GMT -6
Kenpachi’s bells jiggled lightly and he grinned. “They're not giving out nearly enough to tempt me from this spot, but they're not bad. Come on, you street dogs and infidels, get your act together and cut him down."
They saluted and picked up their practice swords. "Cut him down. Captain ordered us to and we will not disappoint our Captain."
"Yay~" Yachiru called out, rolling around. “Cut his hair! It’s too frilly!” Yachiru hollered before sitting up and eating another cookie.
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Post by Yumichika Ayasegawa on Dec 8, 2014 13:27:52 GMT -6
Yumichika smirked and chuckled darkly. “My, my, what a uncivilized lot we have here." He lowered his sword. "The pink terror is one thing, but there is ... NO WAY I AM GOING TO LET ANY OF YOU TOUCH A HAIR ON MY HEAD!" he yelled, charging into the throng and mercilessly, slashing and lunging through the lot of them. "Saa, come on, get up and attack me," he laughed, "if you can stand, that is!" His crazed laughter echoed through the dojo as he danced and cut through the lot again and again.
Once more, everyone fell to the ground.
Yumichika tossed his head. "You don't have nearly enough perfection to tangle with me." |
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