Post by Shizuyoko Toraumi on Nov 13, 2016 11:57:58 GMT -5
There was a new captain.
It had happened quite a while ago. But the fact of the matter was that withing Shizuyoko's fairly brief carreer, a captain had sprung up. (several if she were to be honest with herself) and it was a bit staggering. Even during her daily drills and exercises, she couldn't help but find herself wondering about this new man in the Gotei. Even during her rounds paroling the sereitei, she couldn't help but linger a little around the Squad 8 barracks, idly thinking it over. And when her day was done and she left her omnitsukido uniform behind to enjoy some of her leisure time , she once again made her way to the area.
Off duty, she had shed her uniform, naturally, and was wearing a more casual and generally-recognized shuhakusho as opposed to her usual Stealth Force uniform. With a little adjustment, her seven, meter-long tails wrapping around her legs and waist, using those considerable stealth skills to keep the appendages hidden, she found a spot to simply settle down on, idly pausing for only a moment as she looked down at her legs. Honestly she was considering wether or not it was even necessary to hide her tails anymore. the few people who had seen them didn't exactly seem too bothered by them.
She smiled to herself and sighed, gently reaching up to run her hand through those long, wild, untamed locks of gold that so strikingly snared attention, taking just a moment to try and smooth it a little before she noticed a group of men not fa off, looking with slightly slacked jaws in her direction. Those pretty yellow-flecked greens of hers blinked a little owlishly before she simply kept walking and hummed. It wasn't as if hiding them kept attention off her anyway. Shizuyoko was fairly gorgeous. Or she assumed as much. Since her induction as a shinigami and a member of the stealth force, she had been groped or otherwise inappropriately touched on n less than five occassions. Two of which had involved a captain of the court guard squads.
She sighed just a little, rubbing her cheek before she gave herself a rueful little smile, remembering the reactions she'd gotten from those who had seen her in her fall festival outfit. She definitely was looking forward to that. It wasn't for another few minutes that she actually snapped out of her thoughts and started to look around. Strange, did she get turned around? It took her a moment to realize but in her deep thought and lack of attention, she had waltzed right into the heart of the squad 8 barracks. And of course, this was likely going to be ... difficult.
The omnitsukido did not have squad insignia. The 'standard' uniforms they used while off duty looked simply like an unseated shinigami's. Though their uniforms typically did not have the omnitsukido insignia on the inner collar of the uniform like others. Instead, the agents typically were assigned a squad that they 'belonged to'. And of course Shizuyoko had chosen 11 at the behest of her friend Ricky, so that the two could hang out when she was off duty. Either way, if anyone paid attention closely, they would probably ask her why she was here. With a bit of a nervous look, she began to look around to get her bearings, hopefully she would be able to leave the barracks without any trouble.