The Next Generation (Chika/Miranda/JT)

[Chika Hirabayashi]

Asking the question as she did, and receiving a rather calming response from Frost, Chika let out a sigh of relief. She was glad that the corrupting powers of the Starcursed Brand weren't reaching that close to someone she cared about! She wouldn't be able to live with herself if that were the case. Just how could she even hope to make friends if everyone she spent time around had to deal with her problem as well?

Though, as Miranda explained her Zanpakutō's abilities to Chika' she couldn't help but feel quite intrigued about just what she was learning. It was quite interesting to hear what Zanpakutō were capable of; after all, she'd never have one of her own, so being a perpetual observer left the girl with a level of interest in the things. Surely she'd have ample opportunity to get to know Miranda's release in time. Though, a few words caught the foxgirl off guard.

"You could say I have my own 'Brand' to worry about."

Chika's ears immediately reached for the sky. Could Miranda be a kindred spirit of sorts? Did she go through the same hardships that Chika did? She couldn't believe it; she'd found someone like her! Nodding her head, Chika couldn't help but keep a rather large smile spread across her face. "I very much understand!" She exclaimed, glad to learn more about Miranda as time had gone on.

As Miranda continued to speak, Chika found herself caught off-guard by the rather serious tone the conversation quickly began to hit. That wasn't to say it was something she was opposed to hearing about, but it just simply wasn't expected for her. "When I'm in your position..." She trailed off, pondering just what Miranda had meant by her words. Chika found herself thinking ahead; to the future as best she could.

She thought ahead to the time she desired to spend as a Vice Captain within Squad Six. She began to ponder just what that was going to take for her to reach that point. Truthfully? It was hard for her to say. She knew full well that she was going to need quite a bit of determination in order to get there, and knew full-well that she needed to keep a strong head on her shoulders. Whatever else she needed though was... well, she wasn't sure.

"I very much appreciate your kind words," Chika smiled, "it does mean quite a lot that you feel I have the potential to grow ever stronger! And, I can safely say that I will not let you down, Vice Captain Frost! For the sake of those that I care about, those that count on me, and everyone in between, I'll fight to keep this world a place for everyone!"

Valiantly preaching her ideals, Chika found herself caught off-guard by a voice that seemed to come from behind. It wasn't one that she particularly recognized, but it seemed that the woman had recognized Miranda. Turning around to meet the woman's attention, Chika squinted her eyes. She didn't quite recognize the woman that she saw, but surely she was of notoriety. After all, she was wearing a Haori-

This woman was a captain.

"Hey there! I'm Celes Shindazu, Captain of the Tenth Division. Who might you be?"

Chika's ears shot up, and her tail went absolutely ballistic. She'd hit up Celes originally in order to meet with her, but upon the information that she was absent for the time, she'd settled with fighting the Captain Commander instead. All fell through, and here she was now. Though, she wouldn't've changed it for the world thus far! She'd enjoyed her time that she'd spent with Miranda.

"C-Captain Shindazu!" She stammered, "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Giving a simple smile to the Captain, she introduced herself in the process. "I'm the one and only Chika Hirabayashi! Defender of those that can't defend themselves, and the exalted bearer of the Starcursed Brand! P-Pleased to make your acquaintance!"

Just what was someone like Celes doing here? She wasn't quite sure, but in truth she didn't mind. Perhaps she would join in on hers and Miranda's training session? After all, the more people that actively looked to push you to your limits, the more there was to benefit from such an excursion. Hopefully everything would eventually pay off in due time.

"And I am Connor Greaves, Captain of Squad Nine. I heard an explosion and came to investigate."

J-Just how many Captains were going to crawl out of the woodworks today!? Turning her head to face Connor, Chika once again gave the man a level of respect that he deserved. Bowing her head, Chika couldn't help but maintain a smile. "S-Sorry about that one, Captain Greaves," she chuckled, "Kidō doesn't really come with ease to me; I'm sure you understand how it is."

Truth be told, she wanted to get to learn Kidō if she ever had the opportunity. She knew that her spirit was a little... unstable, for a lack of a better term, but that wasn't going to stop her if she could help it! She'd pick up Kidō where (and if) possible, and learn it to the best of her ability! Enough about her, though; just what were two Captains doing at Squad One?

Para Count: 12
Total: 194

[Miranda Frost]

"it does mean quite a lot that you feel I have the potential to grow ever stronger! And, I can safely say that I will not let you down, Vice Captain Frost! For the sake of those that I care about, those that count on me, and everyone in between, I'll fight to keep this world a place for everyone!" Then it was settled. Miranda did not want to go into detail about her latest escapes, or the deeds she's had to do as a Lieutenant of the Gotei 13. All this death and destruction was necesary, but it didn't fill her with accomplishment or joy.

It didn't even fill her with as much sorrow as she'd expect. She just felt nothing during the act with a heart as hard and as cold as steel itself. She sighed and breathed in deep, taking the crystal katana back into her clutches, but never truly holding it, just giving the illusion of manual control. They would need to continue fighting, continue training, until one of them dropped from exhaustion or injury. This was the way of strength, the way of progression. To climb the mountain, one must be knocked down its slopes and learn from the experience.

"This is an admirable goal, Don't let this world take that from you" Miranda had trained in the art of control during this exercise and succeeded, given how Chika still stood. Now the next lesson would be to carefully measure out her strength as necesary. Before they could begin, she'd feel a familiar presence approaching. She'd turn in its direction and looked upon her former captain, her former boss. Captain Celes greeted her happily, but Miranda couldn't quite return the same enthusiasm, let alone look her in the eye. She was ashamed, even if she was happy to see Celes. After all, Miranda had the pleasure of seeing one rise from the academy all the way to captaincy.

Such journeys are not often beholden to anyone, let alone her own eyes. "Captain Celes. It is a pleasure to see you again. If I knew you were visiting, i'd have prepared a fresh batch of tea." Shortly after she arrived, another familiar presence made itself known, that of Squad 9's Captain, Captain Greaves. "It has been some time, Connor. I see you haven't lost your admiration of masks, though I can't help but find this one of yours familiar." As Chika engaged with Celes, Miranda would approach Connor curiously. "And you've made Captain. How're you holding up with this position?"

Connor would be here because of an explosion. Miranda glanced to chika, almost immediately forgetting the failed cast of byakurai by the fox-girl. The lil memory brought a smile to her face, particularly when remembering her cursing shortly after it blew back in her face. "The only explosions here are failed kido attempts. Was a good attempt, to be fair.", She'd gesture over to chika, who seemed to be utterly gushing over Captain Celes's arrival.

Chika would notice another captain and began gushing anew. The light in her eyes perhaps was even brighter than when she arrived at her office. She was truly excited which helped Miranda's mood a bit. She stepped back, letting the crystal sword dissipate into countless shards of crystallized reishi. "Chika here was dying to take a swing at the Captain Commander.", she chuckled, crossing her arms over her chest. "I figured fighting me would be more survivable than the boss."

Posts: 6
Para: 200

[Celes Castellanos]

This meeting had certainly turned into a party just like that. Connor seemed to arrive at a similar time as Celes did. As usual, there would be a quick exchange of niceties, starting with Miranda. "Captain Celes. It is a pleasure to see you again. If I knew you were visiting, i'd have prepared a fresh batch of tea." Celes simply smiled in response before chuckling heartily. "What can I say. It seems that I drop in at unexpected times. Gotta keep everyone on their toes after all." 

As Connor and Miranda began to exchange their greetings, Celes focused on Chika. The girl was certainly interesting. Fox ears and a tail were not particularly common among Shinigami. Introducing herself to the Unseated Officer, something within Chika almost seemed to change. In a flash, she became more invigorated as her ears perked up. "C-Captain Shindazu! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Just like that, Celes cringed practically instantly. She didn't mean to belabor a point, but damn she hated that title. Her discomfort would be rather clear. This, however, didn't seem to stop Chika from introducing herself. 

"I'm the one and only Chika Hirabayashi! Defender of those that can't defend themselves, and the exalted bearer of the Starcursed Brand! P-Pleased to make your acquaintance!" Much of it seemed to be self-proclaimed titles, but Celes could certainly appreciate the moxie. Not to mention the title that caught Celes' eye the most. "Exalted bearer of the Starcused Brand, huh?" It seemed that the Shinigami was looking for had practically fallen right into her lap. Nevertheless, this Chika seemed a little tense. Doubly so when Connor after his entrance.

Celes spoke in a warm tone she was accustomed to. "At ease, Chika Hirabayashi." She'd smile for a moment. "I realize this is the first time we've met, but you should know that I'm not one to stand on ceremony. You may address me as Celes. If you truly feel the need, Captain Celes will do as well." She couldn't help, but chuckle heartily once more. As Connor mentioned his reason for investigating, Celes raised an eyebrow. "An explosion?" It seemed that Celes had been too far away to truly take note of it. Thankfully, Chika would provide some context.

"S-Sorry about that one, Captain Greaves," The Shinigami continued to seem flustered. "Kidō doesn't really come with ease to me; I'm sure you understand how it is." Celes giggled softly. Socially awkward and inept at Kidō. It practically reminded her of Kimiko. Kimiko had always been a student of the sword, focusing more on Zanjutsu and Hōhō. Was this girl in the same boat? Celes curiosity was peaked now. Especially since, according to the message from her squamates, Chika wanted to spar?

As the conversation progressed, Miranda revealed Chika's plan. "Chika here was dying to take a swing at the Captain Commander." Looking down at the Unseated Officer, Celes exclaimed in disbelief, "Excuse me, she what?!" It was clearly a rhetorical question. Nevertheless, Celes' eyes widened. She had doubts about her own aptitude in being able to take on the old man head-on. The gusto certainly impressed Celes though she considered it foolhardy. "I figured fighting me would be more survivable than the boss."

Celes slowly approached Chika and gently bumped her shoulder. "You have quite the head on your shoulder, Ms. Hirabayashi. I'm impressed." Giving her a wide grin, the Captain looked up at Miranda. "Well Miranda. How has she been holding up against you?" She paused for a moment. "After all. I got a message that she wanted to take a swing at me as well." Celes was a little intrigued by this new development. Facing off against Miranda was likely no easy task, especially for an Unseated Officer like Chika. Lieutenants of the 1st Division were impressive. It was not uncommon for them to be on par with Captains. Celes was downright excited over the prospect of sparring others. Her eyes shifted over to Connor, grinning. "What do you think Connor? Should we get in on the action?" Oh no. She was getting amped up!

[Connor Greaves]

The fox-eared Soul Reaper bowed her head, stuttering a bit as she gave him an apology. "You did nothing wrong. I have a similar difficulty learning those blasted spells." He said to her. He had always taken twice as long as his peers to learn just about any technique back in the academy, receiving no small amount of ridicule. Still, it was good that she was trying at least. Failure was the best teacher, after all. "If you would like, I could show you some Kido that are less likely to explode, if you are interested?" He offered, a teasing edge to his words.

Then he turned to Miranda, giving her a bit of a chuckle at her comments. "Yes, this one was based on a game I saw the last time I was in the world of the living. I have heard it was quite popular, so I tried to recreate it from memory. I do not think I was entirely successful." He said, adjusting the mask in question. He had taken to making new masks for his hobby as of late. He was so swamped with work, it was hard to find time to leave his desk, so it was a handy little thing he could do between stacks of papers. "But yes, I finally took over the division."

He slumped his shoulders a good bit. "And I hope for your sake, you never get saddled with the burden." He sighed deeply, massaging his temples with his free hand. "Nonstop work, and everyone looking to you for leadership. It is stressful in ways I never wanted to experience." He was looking forward to when everything would calm down, and he could take a break. Sadly, today was not that day. He stayed quiet as Celes spoke, not wanting to interrupt his old... friend? He did not want to say acquaintance, the term much too cold. Thoughts for it they get brought up.

And then the famous words 'take a swing at the captain commander' were said. His eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he tried to emulate a surprised expression with his body. He watched as Celes gave the girl what he assumed was an approving shoulder bump, given the words of encouragement that followed it. That was a bold thing to say, wanting to fight the Captain Commander. The man was ancient, and his powers unmatched, and going a few rounds was almost as frightening as getting stranded in the dues of Hueco Mundo.

Chika, he heard Miranda say, was probably just looking to prove herself. He doubted she would say such a thing if she had seen him when he was angry. And then Celes pitched an interesting idea. Sparing? "We never did get to finish our match..." He pondered, before looking down at his watch. "Eh, I have the time, just let me put this down." He walked a few feet to the side, placing his paperwork on the floor, and his Zanpakuto on top of it, hoping to keep it from blowing away.

[Chika Hirabayashi]

"I realize this is the first time we've met, but you should know that I'm not one to stand on ceremony. You may address me as Celes. If you truly feel the need, Captain Celes will do as well." Chika nodded her head with vigor. "Understood, Captain Celes!" She didn't feel a need to salute the woman, especially after she'd just stressed her distaste in the honorifics to come with her rank.

Still, though; it'd been quite wild to see not one, but two Captains show up in addition to the time she'd spent with a Vice Captain! Chika felt like she could faint at any moment. Had she been dreaming? Or had the Starcursed Brand drawn them nearer? Did they perhaps have the sensory ability to pick her out like that? She couldn't quite tell, but to say that she was excited would've been an egregious understatement.

As conversation came around to Chika's original intent upon heading to First Squad, she simply stood there with a rather innocent smile on her face. "I could hold my own just fine, thank you very much!" There was no malice behind the Rogue's words as she threw her bandaged arm closer to her face. Instead, she simply radiated pure resolve. Outstretching her fingers, and throwing her arm to the side, she maintained that same simple grin. "Surely the Captain Commander knows of this cursed mark's bearer! Something such as a simple sword couldn't hope to put me down before I take down the King of Hollows!"

With a triumphant laugh, placing her hands on her hips, Chika found herself immediately caught off-guard from being shoulder-bumped by Celes. Re-steadying herself, she turned her attention toward the Captain. "You have quite the head on your shoulder, Ms. Hirabayashi. I'm impressed." She practically beamed with excitement. She very much enjoyed the praise; so much so, that it had originally distracted her from what she'd wanted to say.

While Celes asked Miranda the question about their spar, Chika turned her attention toward the masked Captain, her eyes sparkling light the night sky with excitement. "You said you're good with Kidō yeah? I'd absolutely love to learn what you're willing to share!" In truth, she was more than glad to learn from Miranda as well, provided she was still willing to show Chika the ropes. More than anything, she simply wanted the opportunity to interact and exchange information with the Vice Captain and the two Captains.

"After all. I got a message that she wanted to take a swing at me as well."

Immediately turning her attention back toward the green-haired Captain, Chika's ears shot up and tail wagged rather sporadically. "I did, yes! You were my first go-to before the Captain Commander! After all, getting through the Captain of the Defense Division's guard would be quite the honor!" Similarly to her address toward Connor, Chika's eyes mimicked the effects released by her weapon. Seems as though she'd given herself quite the lofty goal, and one that she was not going to settle without achieving.

As the Captains conversed about potentially taking a swing at one another, Chika practically squealed with excitement. She was going to get the opportunity to see two Captains go head-to-head with one another! She couldn't even begin to contain her excitement! In fact, she'd been bouncing up and down, unable to contain her energy. Though, she'd gotten quite the idea in the process.

"Ooh, I might have an idea!" She exclaimed. "How would the three of you feel about a two-versus-two? Say Captain Greaves and I team up against Vice Captain Frost and Captain Celes? That way Captain Celes and Captain Greaves get their match, Vice Captain Miranda and I can go again with one another, and I can test my mettle against the Defense Squad!" While that last part had been almost mumbled, Chika still found herself practically overwhelmed with excitement.

Para Count: 8
Total: 220

[Miranda Frost]

Hearing about Connor's takeover of Squad 9 was great news, even moreso now that it's confirmed. Hilariously enough, Miranda didn't notice the impressive stack of paperwork. She almost stifled a laughter, before she realized that stack was destined to arrive on her desk after Captain Connor's review. "And I hope for your sake, you never get saddled with the burden. Nonstop work, and everyone looking to you for leadership. It is stressful in ways I never wanted to experience." Something with what Connor said resonated with her, but only served to infuriate her. Her fists clenched and her focus narrowed on the stack of papers.

All noise stopped. Chika's blustering, Celes's praises, Connor's brooding, Miranda's heartbeat and mild ptsd episode, all of it froze. She stopped moving and breathing, but then vanished, kicking up bits of dust as she shunpo'd back to her office, slamming her door shut and grabbing her helmet and shunpo'ing back to her position as quickly as she could, as if she never left in the first place. "You needn't worry about me, Captain. A true, senior seated officer is proven not just by war, but by administration. No amount of paper work would make me bend the knee"


Miranda spun the scorched greathelm in her grasp to face her, looking into its empty eyes. Out of all things that would fire her up, it would be a challenge of this sort. Such a stack of papers meant nothing to her, one who has slain scores of hollow and rebel alike. Miranda spun the greathelm foreward and lowered it upon her head, silver hair spilling out from the bottom of the helm. She pulled her robes up to cover her body riddled with scars and trophies from battles fought long ago.

"Dug in deep.", She'd mutter, holding her hands out, creating a flat three foot by three foot crystal platform with a depth of two inches each. She swung both hands across her chest, slamming the two constructs together to make a impromptu standing desk. She'd reach into her robes pulling out a bottle of ink and an ink pad with her signature and connor's signature etched into both, and slamming them upon the desk. "Equipped to defend", She'd thrust right hand out, palm up, summoning another platform, this one thin as paper to slip beneath the stack, another pressing down atop of it.

"Two sets of claws that won't give in" The paperwork stack sandwich would be lifted an pulled to her, sliding it atop her desk. The two flat planes would press agains each side, insuring each was perfectly flush with one another. She'd rest her hand upon it, steel gaze peering out from the eyeslits of her greathelm. "I'm prepared, let the admin begin" the flat blades would divide the tall stack into three smaller ones on the east side of her desk while she placed her ink pot and pads on the western side, leaving a broad working area before her.

"Here again, I've done this before. It's a lesson you should have learned by now." She'd glance to Connor, reminded of just how many prodigies have risen through the ranks of late out of necesity. Strong fighters they all were, but many of them faced a large learning curve when it came to managing the squad and the mental faculties required to properly administrate it. Miranda was blessed to not be as gifted, allowing her to learn the job of a high seated officer at an appreicable rate. "Reinforced with crystal grit. I am ready for death when it comes."

"United, they're strong." Miranda thrust her left arm out, gathering an exuberant amount of reishi to create a series of constructs to assist her in her endeavor. A double set of ink stamps and a quadruble set of dip pens, three tweezers and three floating filing boxes, one for routing to the Boss, one for routing back to Connor approved, and one for routing back to Connor rejected awaiting correction or follow up forms. "United, They're holding the line." She'd thrust her right arm out, another set of tools summoning forth to flank her: four sets of tweezers and a "rejected" stamp.

"1st Lieutenant's desk awaiting 9th Squad's reports as they come their way" Quickly, one of the flat planes would push one of the stacks to her, her eyes immediately scanning through, Her claw tips began flipping through the papers deciding which ones were complete and ready for her review and which were not. Those that she deemed were sufficient enough for her review she'd slip to the bottom. Normal procedure would be to send back improperly filled out paperwork back for revision and correction, but this was a special occasion.

It was late and she wouldn't subject the Captain to spend any more of the night getting paperwork to her that was due the day prior. Nay, she'd would handle this paperwork scum herself. "The reports are coming, fight them back" Her pens dipped into her pot quickly but precisely, never once spilling and splashing ink elsewhere. They moved quick, making one lines, adding additional information, and filling out required fields that were missed by an inexperienced, likely incredibly exhausted Captain. Like an azure blur her pens scraped across each page, a tweezer awaiting to slip the page to the bottom with the other papers. "Towairaito holding the line facing page after page, she'll never surrender"

Quickly that stack would be complete with only two rejected pages hitting the rejected bin. Half of the others would be completed with the "Reccomended Captain Commander Review" block checked prompting her to hold onto them for routing up to the Boss. The others would be routed back to Connor with an "Approval" stamp provided. "Again" another small group would be put before her, that same group would be approved and put in the 'To Connor' box. "Again." another small stack would be taken off the second group. These would gain minor grammatical corrections, but would be approved and put in the 'To Boss' box.

"Again!" Another small stack would be put before her, two of these would be rejected. "AGAIN!"

Para: 10
Total: 230

[Celes Castellanos]

It certainly seemed that Celes wasn't the only one to be excited for a potential sparring match. Chika seemed to reciprocate it as well. "I did, yes! You were my first go-to before the Captain Commander! After all, getting through the Captain of the Defense Division's guard would be quite the honor!" Celes couldn't help it. Her cheeks visibly flushed ever so slightly. She was notoriously young by Captain's standards, and it showed in her demeanor. She'd find herself easily disarmed by flattery. 

She couldn't help but laugh boisterously. "Oh please. You give me far too much credit, Ms. Hirabayashi..." It would be clear that she was a little bashful. Chika was clearly ambitious if nothing else. She could certainly admire that. Shifting her attention ever so slightly to Connor, she overheard the Captain of the Ninth talk about the one thing Celes' dreaded. Paperwork. "And I hope for your sake, you never get saddled with the burden. Nonstop work, and everyone looking to you for leadership. It is stressful in ways I never wanted to experience."

A notable sigh arose from Celes as she groaned shortly afterwards. Paperwork was the primary reason she was here. She wanted to, tentatively, avoid it at all costs. She did not have a Vice-Captain of her own and so it normally fell on her to take care of the administrative portion of the Division. It was... less than ideal. She knew that being assigned Captaincy came with more responsibilities. She simply underestimated the type of responsibility and duties that she'd need to commit time and energy to. 

Celes did not recognize the effect that this single comment had on Miranda. At least for the moment. Instead, the Captain shifted gears and tried to convince Connor to join in on the sparring. She was, admittedly, half expecting him to turn her down again. Connor, from the moment she challenged him as Third Seat of the Eleventh, seemed content to do anything other than duel. There was no way th- "We never did get to finish our match..." Celes eyes widened with anticipation. "Wait... is he actually about to-" "Eh, I have the time, just let me put this down."

As Connor moved to set his paperwork down, Celes could barely contain her excitement. She began to squeal giddily. "Eeeeeeee." Oh, how exciting this was! Suddenly, Chika had an idea. "How would the three of you feel about a two-versus-two? Say Captain Greaves and I team up against Vice Captain Frost and Captain Celes? That way Captain Celes and Captain Greaves get their match, Vice Captain Miranda and I can go again with one another, and I can test my mettle against the Defense Squad!" Celes eyes were positively blazing like orbs of fire now. She only had three words. "That. Sounds. Amazing!!!" Was it a little irresponsible to have an Unseated Officer sandwiched between two Captains and a Vice-Captain? Probably, yeah. Would it stop Celes from wanting to move forward with it? Absolutely not!

Celes turned to Miranda and exclaimed eagerly, "You hear that, Miranda! Doesn't it sound fun?!" Unfortunately, the Vice Captain was not returning the same energy. She wasn't getting much of a response it seemed. Celes tilted her head briefly. "M- Miranda?" Suddenly, Miranda disappeared in a flash using a Shunpo. After a few moments she appeared right where she had left off with a proud proclamation. "You needn't worry about me, Captain. A true, senior seated officer is proven not just by war, but by administration. No amount of paper work would make me bend the knee." She almost seemed to respond to Connor's earlier claim. 

Summoning forth vast amounts of spiritual energy, Miranda used her unique abilities to begin cracking down on Connor's paperwork. Celes watched with incredulity as the Vice Captain created a crystal desk for the paperwork to rest upon. Through her chanting, Miranda seemed to form multiple crystal constructs that all served a singular purpose. Chippin' away at this paperwork. It was impressive to say the least. As she continued applying stamps and filling out forms with ruthless efficiency, Celes couldn't help but turn to Connor. 

She'd grin softly. "You are one lucky bastard, y'know." Celes partly wished that she possesed the same ruthless efficiency for tackling paperwork. Alas, countless sleepless nights were more than enough to turn her away from more than several hours of work at a time. Besides, her mind was more focused on the upcoming spar. She was both excited for the Officer and a little anxious for her. Celes had seen Connor's abilities firsthand. They were volatile to say the least. Against him, Celes would have to undoubtedly use much of her might. The same could not be said for Chika. She'd need to practice restraint with the girl. She muttered to herself softly. "Oy vey." After a few moments, she'd continue, "We just can't let the spar get out of hand like last time, ey Connor?" She grinned at the masked Shinigami knowingly.

[Connor Greaves]

Connor was about to place the stack down, when Miranda spoke up, her demeanor changing drastically. She vanished for but a moment, returning faster than he could blink, now armed with a helmet, one that he would picture on that of a crusader back in the days of old. He stared at her, still halfway between setting down the papers, as she donned the helm. Connor was confused beyond words, as she created a crystal desk by slamming crystals together. What a helpful and useful Zanpakuto. He would not lie and say he was not jealous. And for some reason she was carrying a bottle of ink on her person.

More crystals were summoned, flying directly at him. Instinct kicked in, and he jumped back, dropping the papers to the floor. The sheets of crystal flew... past him, sliding over and under the paperwork. Miranda said something, and the crystals flew back towards her, papers stacked between them. She was addressing him, so he strode over. He would freely admit that he should have learned to manage his work. He had been a Lieutenant for a good while, but had always avoided his duties by going on runs to the world of the living.

She kept saying very strange things for just dealing with paperwork, but he could not argue that her methods did not work. She was waging a war with the words on the administrative cluster, as crystalline pens, claws, and tweezers for some reason, moved with a purpose and focus he had yet to see. She was incredible, tearing through the sheets of paper as if they were... well, sheets of paper. She was clearly a seasoned veteran at this, because the work had been finished in what felt like an instant. He could only stare slack jawed at her efficiency, and strangely war-like demeanor.

He decided to take a few steps back after she started to scream 'again', and let her do her thing. Chika offered a two verses two fight, her and himself against Miranda and Celes. Said captain looked like a kid on Christmas about to open their presents. It was kind of infectious, and could not keep the grin off his face. "I think that would be a grand idea." He said to them both, watching as Celes stared at the Vice Captain downright abuse her zanpakuto for more speed.

He almost scoffed at being called lucky. "Something has to make up for being saddled with this Zanpakuto. Speaking of which..." He unhooked the weapon from his sash belt thing, and planted it firmly into the ground. "I am not risking the wrath of the Captain Commander by drawing this accursed blade." He told her, hoping the other two would not hear. "I will grab a training sword, or I can use this weapon I picked up in the human world to fight you. I will use as much force as is used against me, and I suggest you do the same. You can be quite destructive in your own right."

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Alright I count 244 paragraphs total so congrats on that cause it’s pretty big between mainly two people. Soul & Layla since you joined basically at the end I don’t feel comfortable granting full points.

Chika + Miranda: 2,440 TP

Celes: 820 TP

Connor: 700 TP


(Giving you credit from the moment you appeared)