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Dragon comes to seventh? [ulqui]
Sun Feb 23, 2014 3:02 pm
Tessa walked slowly through the squad seven barracks, making her way towards the captain’s office. It had been half a month since her encounter with Captain Zeda Yuudeshi, and after sorting through her memories she had quickly gotten all the paperwork needed to transfer to the seventh division filled out. All that was needed now was the captain’s approval and she would be a member of squad seven. She knew why she was doing this, she had accepted what had happened between her dragon half and Captain Zeda, or more specifically Captain Zeda’s zanpakto. The female half dragon was still worried about her draconic half, and she knew that it would be safer for her to be around Captain Zeda until she could fully control that half of herself.
Unlike the last time the two had met, a soft smile was playing on Tessa’s lips as she got closer to her destination. Her wings glistened brightly, her hair was spiked in order to hide her horns, and in general her body looked cared for. She was wearing her usual shihaksho, the dragon emblem on the right side of her chest the only difference from what most shinigami wore. Her zanpakto sat at her waist despite the fact that she would not be needing it today. Today she was here to see if Captain Zeda would let her in to his squad, as well as explaining to him more of what had happened on that day when her dragon half had taken over in front of him. Sure, she did not need to, but she really did not want to keep secrets from him, especially something like this. Sighing, she knew the paperwork should have reached the captain already, so she wasn’t worried about that. Taking a deep breath, she let her mind wander as she fingered the necklace that sat around her neck. Today she would hopefully be giving it back to its rightful owner, the captain of squad seven. As she neared the captain’s office, she took a deep breath and pulled her mind back to the situation at hand. Knocking softly at the door, she would now wait to see what would happen.
Unlike the last time the two had met, a soft smile was playing on Tessa’s lips as she got closer to her destination. Her wings glistened brightly, her hair was spiked in order to hide her horns, and in general her body looked cared for. She was wearing her usual shihaksho, the dragon emblem on the right side of her chest the only difference from what most shinigami wore. Her zanpakto sat at her waist despite the fact that she would not be needing it today. Today she was here to see if Captain Zeda would let her in to his squad, as well as explaining to him more of what had happened on that day when her dragon half had taken over in front of him. Sure, she did not need to, but she really did not want to keep secrets from him, especially something like this. Sighing, she knew the paperwork should have reached the captain already, so she wasn’t worried about that. Taking a deep breath, she let her mind wander as she fingered the necklace that sat around her neck. Today she would hopefully be giving it back to its rightful owner, the captain of squad seven. As she neared the captain’s office, she took a deep breath and pulled her mind back to the situation at hand. Knocking softly at the door, she would now wait to see what would happen.
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Re: Dragon comes to seventh? [ulqui]
Wed Feb 26, 2014 4:24 pm
<< PLAY THE MUSIC FOR YOUR READING PLEASURE >>
Artist: Unknown - Song: Song That Was Playing In The Office - Word Count: 453
Zeda had been awake since dawn rushing through his paper work in order to go out and get something to eat with a few girls. His eyes seemed to rush from one side of the page to the other as he read the reports that he had been presented with, each one received a signature, some looked fancier than others while some looked dull and rushed. He was wearing his standard shinigami attire today, everyone knew him by it because of the renowned 7th Division emblem on the rear. The sounds of scribbles weren’t the only sounds that could be heard within the room.
To the left of Zeda sat a modern 3D Radio that played music while he sat and worked. The music kept him alert and awake, through voice activation and direct control to the Yuudeshi Network, he was listening to music for free. It wasn’t piracy because of the Networks Authenticity, because of the direct link; he could find and listen to any song that had existed over the past 800 years. His left palm tapped out the beat to the song while he got in the groove of it. Every minute, one less folder remained on his desk, with the completion of one folder; Zeda slid toward the nearby void based cabinet and placed the files inside. Its called void based because only the hand of the Captain can open it; he often granted others verbal permission which seemed to be recognized by the filling cabinet, nevertheless hardly anyone had access to it.
Zeda sat there for a minute as he reviewed the mission report he submitted half a month ago. Stapled to the top was a transfer form that the girl had submitted. It was clear that she took on board his advice to join the 7th Division; it was a wonder that he only recently came across this transfer paper as the deadline for its delivery was today. His eyes looked over it while his right hand moved over to the radio and dragged the sound panel from left to right, making the song louder. It had been early morning and he took on board the fact that some were still sleeping; however his office was away from the sleeping quarters hence no one was awakened by the loud tunes.
Zeda sat there, while the index finger of his left palm tapped on the table, he smiled at the transfer application as he began putting pen to paper. As the ink began escaping the steel confinements, a knock echoed into the room; he slowly placed the pen on the table and rotated his chair in order to turn toward the door. “Come on in, its open”
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