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5) Soul Society - OOC
Bleach - Rising Stars
The final days of this Academy year, a multitude of graduating Shinigami slowly, but surely, being admitted to a division they applied for. For now, however, that was all being placed on hold, for Graduation was set to begin at any moment. The Captain-Commander, whose name was a secret within itself, stood proud upon a platform of reiatsu, surrounded to either side, by the twelve other Court Squad Captains; the even numbered to his right, and the odd to his left. Below them, Zanpakuto in varying positions, were their Vice-Captains, looking down at their potential subordinates. Many had still not arrived, and many wouldn’t, until only minutes before the ceremony. Each Captain, and Vice-Captain, lowered their reiatsu to a manageable state, as to not overbear the freshly graduated Shinigami with what could only be described, by the students, as a solar system amount of spiritual energy.
‘Bakuda number 77: Tenteikura.’ One of the Captains said, presumably the 13th Squad’s, sending a message to the keeper of the Hell’s Butterflies. The Kido did not waste time reaching its destination, triggering a flock of the animals to fly out, with the message of ‘Come to the Ceremony, for it is to begin within the next five minutes. Tardiness is punishable publically, to your Captain’s whims; absence is dealt with by expulsion from the ranks.’ to those graduates who had not made it to the appointed area yet. A slight murmur had arisen in the already gathered students, as nearby students hurriedly walked through the Academy doors and took their seats. Zanpakuto laid across their laps, the same way they did at practice. All eyes turned up towards the Captains and Vice-Captains, particularly upon the ones that they would be directly serving. Only a few seats were yet to be filled, and the ceremony was only a few minutes off.
Mattaki Xue, a relatively quiet young adult, sat mutely upon the roof of his family home. While not in one of the best districts, the house was somewhat above average; his family had always maintained such a place. Here, he was simply visiting, before he was set to graduate from the academy. A book lay off to his left, presumably taken from the human world by one of his teachers when they were sent on a mission there. Currently, he was half-way through the text, before he placed it, paper-side down; and looked out at what he may not see again for a very long time; his old neighborhood. He could see himself, as a child, running around, carefree, on the dusty streets with a plethora of friends. Mattaki missed that aspect of his life, but his parents insisted on going to the Academy to pursue higher education and assistance to the military. Who was he to tell those whom reared him, no?
At his right, a Hells Butterfly landed on the spine of the novel, and transmitted the message sent by the Captains. Flash-stepping from atop the roof, and forgetting the book, he told his parents he was going ahead and that they should probably hurry. With that, he vanished from the porch and headed towards the Soul Societies’ Center; coming to a stop outside the walls that would forbid his current pace. Passing through, he found himself walking amongst a group of friends, and classmates. The sight of the Captains above, frightened him a little bit. However, he found himself seated and placed his decorated Zanpakuto along his lap; placing the tip against the hilt of the girl to his right.
“Shinigami!” The Captain-Commander spoke, when the five minute interval elapsed. His reiatsu spiked, as though his voice had not been loud, or powerful enough to garner the attention of the senior students. He could see the students below, gasp and freeze beneath his remarkably solid reiatsu. Having hid the elemental nature of it, they did not suffer any adverse effects aside from the trembling fear he had just instilled within them all. “Welcome to your Graduation from the Shino Academy. I am proud of you all, for graduating, and completing the curriculum to the best of your abilities. Around you, you see the very people that have toiled with you, whom have sat through mandatory lessons with you, and have suffered your punishments alongside you.” His hand reached out and swept across the crowd. “Around you, you see your instructors! Around you, you see your caretakers. The very people whom helped develop you into the Shinigami you are now, and the very same who will help shape the Shinigami you are in the future!”
As the Captain Commander let the words sink in, the rather rigid woman, Kongoufue Gunkisha, looked at the students. Remarkably, each that had been assigned to her squad, immediately raised from a slouched position and sat up straight; eyes perpetually upon the female Captain. Szazel’s subordinates eerily watched their Captain, focusing on the odd pommel of his weapon. The rest of the students focused on other things, slowly shifting focus to those around them, and then back to the Captains above.
“Today marks a day of excellence, today marks the rest of your lives. True, the dangers are immense, death, betrayal, hard work. But, it is not without reward. What greater gift is there, than to be able to protect the Soul Society from the enemies of today, the perils of the past, and the misfortunes of the future. Serve the Soul Society to the best of your abilities, protect your friends and family, uphold the law! My now fellow Shinigami, rejoice in the fact you‘ve made it past a point many would not! Admire each other‘s courage to undertake such a rigorous curriculum! Glance upon the people whom you have sworn your allegiance, the people who now hold your life in their hand. This is now your second family, these are now your brothers and sisters. Us Captains and Vice-Captains, are now your fathers, mothers, and uncles. Graduating Shinigami! You are now one step closer to the rest of your lives, and we, as well as your families, could not be more proud.”
His speech drew to a close; and the students were permitted to leave. The Captains, themselves, spread quickly and vanished into the air.