Sheet | Unseated | Squad Ten
TIME: Present Day - Dusk | LOCATION: Soul Society - Graduation Pavilion | INTERACTION: Seki ~ collab with @Expllo | @RevekaRed Squad-Three was getting the most attention, second only to Squad-Eleven. Questions came mainly in the form of inquiring about the human world and what kind of action took place, just to be disappointed for the answer to be not too much. Their job was to gather information and get out, alive. Simple as that. Nothing of substance came across her table, however something caught her attention. A handsome graduate in the crowd, with a rather wild spirit energy that she sensed from this far away, and it seemed he had taken notice of her as well. Seki turned her attention away for a second, to address another graduate, before the handsome man was upon her requesting a fight.
Seki slowly turned with an eyebrow raised, being about four inches shorter than him, she had to look up slightly. Her hand rests upon the hilt of the sword on her back, and from this close, he could see that a chain connected it to her made of spirit energy. The chain rests just below the scar in the middle of her chest. He would also notice, interestingly enough, that her spirit energy didn't dare
budge near him. It's almost as if she had perfect control of this ever flowing, calming, spirit energy.
"Now I normally hear that type of rederick directed towards the Kenpachi, but if you want to give this festival another show to watch I'm more than happy to oblige you." She smirks ever so slightly, and her tone made it difficult to discern if she was serious or being playful.
Jinzo had to blink a few times to be sure that he'd heard her correctly. Gouyokuou, it seems, didn't need such affirmation. Another bout of blurred vision, with him barely holding himself upright, only proved to display his Zanpakuto's eagerness at the thought of fighting her. He did have to admit, though, that the prospect of fighting the lieutenant excited him almost as much. He was eager to witness her abilities and just how she was able to maintain such perfect control of her Reiatsu. He could tell by being this close that even Gouyokuou's passive would struggle to do much of anything against this woman. But things were getting out of hand, Jinzo needed to wrestle control of the situation and soon.
"My apologies, Lieutenant." He began.
"Whilst a part of me truly does wish to fight you, I'm afraid I've failed to show you the proper respect someone of your station deserves." Jinzo stood back and gave a bow, a clear sign of apology.
"If you'll forgive me, I actually came over to enquire about your Reiatsu." Upon completing his apology, Jinzo stood back up to his full height.
"I didn't think there were any others with the same condition as myself." Seki narrowed her eyes as the man spoke and, once he finished, she released her grip from the hilt and dropped her arms.
"You're forgiven, however, next time you approach a Captain or Lieutenant you'd do well to remember to give your name and rank." Her arms crossed across her chest as she analyzed him. This close she could sense it clear as day, a pool of Reiatsu inside the boy that was constantly eating
itself. Her eyes trailed around him, and to many it may have come across like she was searching for something, but she could clearly see things others could not. Jinzo could probably theorize better and faster than most that she was looking at the Reiatsu in the air, the same Reiatsu constantly pulling into Jinzo.
"Yes... I see. While it's not the exact same condition, it's very similar. I've only met two other people myself with this condition. My master, and well," the Lieutenant subtly nodded to the Squad Eleven Captain. If he were to try to, however, Jinzo wouldn't feel a drop of spiritual energy coming from the man.
"Let's take a walk, as for the rest of you," she glared at her group of Shinigami,
"be here when I get back or hold your peace." Without looking back at Jinzo, she began walking down an open road and after about a minute made a turn into an alleyway where they could really talk.
He hadn't realised it until now, but Jinzo's stress levels had been uncharacteristically high - to the point where he would have likely passed out hand things escalated any further. The prospect of there being someone else akin to him had excited him in a way that he wasn't really sure how to handle. It was only once she'd lowered her hand from her blade and berated him somewhat did his blood pressure drop. This he was familiar with, it had happened so many times at the Academy, it almost began to soothe him. Jinzo breathed an unconscious sigh of relief before responding,
"Of course, ma'am, I am Jinzo Iori. Tenth Squad, Unseated. A pleasure to meet you." He followed with another short bow.
He remained silent as she scrutinized him, Jinzo recognised the look on her face by now from the many others who had noticed the oddity surrounding him. Although it was different from the instructors at the Academy. Whilst most of their expressions held a hint of bewilderment, her's betrayed no such emotion, only mild understanding which became evident by her resulting statement. Jinzo felt the surge of excitement swell within him once more upon hearing that not only the Eleventh Squad's Captain, Kenpachi Goten, but also her master were afflicted with a condition similar to his own. It took everything for him not to turn around to look upon the Captain.
Then she began leading him away from the crowd. Gouyokuou had been silent for the past few moments but now his thirst for combat was almost deafening. He was attempting to goad Jinzo into attacking her from behind, knowing the resulting battle would likely be to the death but not realising just how quickly it would be over. Reiatsu control was never really Jinzo's strong suit, as evidenced by his condition, but his ability to
sense it was likely among the top echelon in the Academy's history - he could thank Gouyokuou for that. It wasn't difficult for him to sense the sheer gap in capabilities between them. Jinzo opted to ignore his sword entirely.
As they rounded the corner to an alleyway, Jinzo spoke first,
"You mentioned your master. Did they teach you how to control your Reiatsu so completely?""No, as a matter of fact, that was all me." Seki turned to look up at the man once more, her arms crossed again.
"But he did help with my initial control and taught me not to think of myself as cursed, but as blessed. Funny coming from him, as his spiritual energy made anyone near him sick and long enough exposure could kill someone. I fail to see the blessing. Kenji Aburame was the name." Being from the 73rd district, Jinzo would have likely heard stories about the man who, at a young age, dominated the underworld between the 80th and 70th district. His criminal reign lasted for years until, one day, he was seen walking away with a Shinigami never to be heard from again. Of course, this was reign was before Jinzo was born, so it was told less as history and more as
boogeyman stories.
"So, at least you don't have that going for you." Seki reached out and placed a hand on Jinzo's chest. A slight flush flashed across her face, and Jinzo himself would feel a tinge of embarrassment before that calm sensation flushed over him again. Although his actions were still his own, the calm sensation would switch to a feeling of contentment, lust, and back to that embarrassing feeling before the calm. It cycled as long as Seki was touching him, and was removed once she dropped her hand.
"Anxious and stressed, but excited. Maybe not that kind of excitement though," that barely visible smirk displayed again.
"We all have our struggles when it comes to this condition, Spiritual Exodus. We are all born during a very specific time, and very specific moment, where large amounts of Reiatsu is formed within the universe itself. With no place to hold it, it chooses either to explode in itself creating natural disasters... or it chooses to contain itself, and nothing holds Reiatsu better than a newly formed soul."
So, while we contain it well enough, as our souls and body get older it begins pouring out of us and trying to contain itself within other people. However, as this power is relatively foreign to their bodies, that's when the effect of our Reiatsu begins afflicting them. That's why I'm more resistant to whatever you have going on, that and my ability to control my Reiatsu doubles that resistance and nullifies it."Your power also allows you resistance to my ability, to sense emotions and project my current ones. It's so strong that I can influence the actions of others based on how I'm feeling, so you can only imagine what that was like without control.""Alright handsome, mama showed you hers now it's time to pay what you owe." Seki took a step back and gestured for Jinzo to release his power, she wanted to see it in action.
"And don't worry, no one is around to be affected or to watch." Her gaze lowered to his
Zanpakuto.
Jinzo listened intently as the Third Squad Lieutenant spoke. Then his eyes widened as she uttered the name Kenji Aburame. Whilst not someone he'd known personally, Jinzo had very much heard of him during his youth. He'd even passed on stories of the man's legend to other kids younger than himself, ensuring that the name continued to live on surrounded by fear and mystery. And now he would come to learn that - not only was this man still alive - he was a member of the Gotei 13 and someone who shared in a similar plight to himself. To say he was awestruck would have been quite the understatement.
Jinzo began to protest when she suddenly reached out to touch his chest but soon fell silent once again. Almost instantly, he could feel several different emotions flourish within him like waves lapping upon the shore. He wasn't used to being touched, let alone by a woman. Sure, Jinzo was fairly outgoing, but he never really imposed himself into others' personal spaces and wasn't used to it happening to him either. Not to say that he didn't like it, however. Now that he really looked at her, with her piercing yellow eyes, Jinzo could almost feel himself wanting to give in to his baser instincts. But he soon came crashing back to reality once more as she dropped her hand from his chest.
"...Spiritual Exodus." Jinzo muttered, trying to understand what the hell just happened to him. He couldn't tell if she was trying to flirt with him or teach him something, although it seemed to be a mixture of both. By the time she was done explaining, Jinzo was rather flummoxed. By her reasoning, he had been thinking about his condition all wrong.
"So what you're saying, is that not only is my Reiatsu constantly pouring out of me, but it will also begin to affect the people around me based on the nature of it. Meaning that Gouyokuou's ability to feed on Reiatsu passively isn't solely limited to Shikai - although I imagine it does so in a reduced capacity - and I can learn to control this power?"'Took you long enough.' Gouyokuou's voice whispered to him, smugly.
Jinzo chose not to rise to it and began to reach for his Zanpakuto as she'd ordered, drawing the black blade slowly - another thing to add to the list of oddities surrounding Jinzo Iori. Her assurances did little to calm him, these recent revelations were playing havoc with his emotions, not to mention the lieutenant's earlier display. He grasped the hilt of his blade with an underhand grip and pointed it toward the ground, then gradually began to turn his fist upward so that the sword would lie flat out in front of him - this was the stance he needed to take to perform Shikai. Then, with a deep exhale, Jinzo spoke once more,
"If you're sure about this...""...Devour. King of Greed." The blade itself became enveloped in white light entirely as it's form began to grow, lengthening out within his grasp. To his right, the light seemed to mold itself into a small mass that extended forward in a curved fashion. On the left, the form of the blade continued to grow until it ended in a ring of sorts, with several small, spiked protrusions jutting out from it. White light gave way to a green flashes and, after a few moments, the lieutenant would be able to see a dark, sinister scythe - its haft a deep obsidian with the blade bathed in a sickly green hue.
Jinzo spun it around a few times before resting the base of it on the ground to his side.
"This is Gouyokuou. In this form, he will constantly drain Reiatsu from any being within a 20 meter radius in all directions." He would notice the once-still glow of Seki's spirit energy begin flaring wildly, as if being held by a rope that was being tugged. Still, she refused to allow Gouyokuou to feed. The two remained in silence despite Jinzo's question and statement. The lieutenant's eyes were focused on his Shikai, studying it and watching as Reiatsu never poured upwards from it unlike normal Shikai. It was simply a black hole.
She nodded, as if responding to a voice Jinzo couldn't hear.
"Interesting, one in the same... you may deactivate it." Seki would wait until he did.
"You stated you came up to me because of our condition, no such thing about joining this Division, so I assume you're satisfied now. However, I don't do handouts," She poked his chest,
"You owe Division Three, so expect to get worked to death, handsome." That ever-so-slight smirk returned, and without waiting to hear his reply, she would flash step into the air and make her return to the pavilion, satisfied with her new discovery.
Jinzo released his Shikai with an exasperated breath. It was still relatively taxing to him, despite having learned it nearly two years ago. By the time he'd regained his composure once more, the lieutenant had gone - although the gravitas of the debt she'd bared upon him still lingered. Whilst at first it felt somewhat daunting, Jinzo couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement rush over him, which felt unusual for him. The Third Division hadn't been anywhere near his radar initially but this had certainly changed things.
His ruminating was soon disrupted by the audible rumble of his stomach, all this excitement had made him hungry of course. Sheathing his Zanpakuto, Jinzo made his way back towards the pavilion and the food stalls surrounding it. As he neared the stalls, he caught a glimpse of a really short girl with familiar red hair. Even from behind he could tell it was Asami and he was quickly forced to remember the candied apple he'd saved for her before the Captain-commander's speech. Jinzo idled up beside her and, pulling the sweet from his robe, gently tapped the candied apple on the top of her head.
"You look as if you could do with something sweet."
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