Opening the Door to a New Life[Shin]

Giriko hopped off the desk, quickly brushing his quadriceps off as the man finished giving his explanation... his lengthy explanation. He usually found that the people who typically needed grandiose explanations for their actions were the ones who were trying to cover up their tracks from a rather unsuccessful ploy, which ultimately fit Giriko's point. Collecting information and observational skills were paramount to the kind of operative their division specialized in, there was a very large difference between active observation and passive observation and the former should never be taken without extensive use of the latter. You cannot always learn everything from passive observation, but continuing to press something that you know could, and very well probably will, impact the observer negatively was a good way to get yourself killed. It was a lesson he was going to have to learn, or at the very least begin applying. There were buttons that simply should not be pressed and Shinryu seemed rather intent on pushing all of them. Giriko's eyes opened in a half-lidded fashion as he moved toward the door, stopping a few feet in front of the man with a familiar vacant expression on his face.

"Weapons are only useful if you survive long enough to use them, Kimmy-chan. Pressing for something at the wrong angle could very well end you, regardless of how strong you are."

Giriko then blew past him, almost in a jovial skip out toward the courtyard. The moniker of "Chibi-taichou" was unfortunately incredibly accurate in many, many ways. Giriko was still very much a child. He was brash, crude, disinterested, and quick to anger at the slightest provocation, it was a distinct weakness that he was always going to carry. It was undoubtedly a weapon Shinryu could use, but it was also undoubtedly a weapon he was going to have to use carefully. Anger in Giriko's case could very quickly turn to violence and it certainly wouldn't be the first time he'd killed a shinigami. He wasn't going to directly state it as he wandered out of the office, incidentally leaving his haori behind, at this point either still suspended or collapsed on Shinryu's desk, but he had effectively acquiesced to the man's request. Though the way he worded it was somewhat confusing. He was not sure if he suggested that the pair of them simultaneously spar with the whole unit, which sounded somewhat boring and much less of a "spar" and far more like child abuse, or if he wanted the two of them to spar for the rest of the Onmitsukido to watch...which sounded less boring but still could be construed as child abuse. Giriko paused just behind the man, a slightly contemplative look on his face as if he were unsure whether or not he should share.

"Perhaps this is another weapon for you to use, but I am far and away the weakest captain we currently have on staff. I was made a Captain out of necessity. I'm familiar with your plight in lacking respect. I sincerely doubt any of these chicken-shits are going to challenge you for anything though, that'd require them to have a spine. Which is something you can tell is lacking from how easily I managed to walk in here with a dazed look on my face. The jury is still out on your weak and idiotic status however, it'll be notably influenced by how quickly I get that hammock."

With that, Giriko finished his little jaunt out to the courtyard, lazily sauntering out to the dead center of the expansive square of soft grass and dirt. It actually wasn't a bad place for a nap. It didn't replace the hammock he noticed Shinryu STILL had not put in the requisition for, but it'd be a nice back up if something were to happen to the aforementioned unrequisitioned hammock. He'd give Shinryu whatever he wanted for Giriko's inauguration, maybe it even wasn't going to be boring. There were merits to it as well. Shinigami were not that dissimilar from animals it seemed, a lot of times you were required to "prove" that you were the alpha male in the room. Smacking the children around might actually be required. However, after this, Shinryu had a job to do and Giriko needed a cot to sleep on while Kimmy-chan did all of his work. The longer he went cotless, the angrier he was going to get...and Lou wished he had that much rage induced strength.