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A Bond of Leadership [Private]
Fri 19 Sep 2014, 02:06
It was an odd time, indeed. Or at least, there had to be SOME sort of abnormality amongst the stars on this day. For THIS much paperwork to come through the wire to be completed? And it had to be immediate? It had been a very long time since circumstance had led for such an occurrence to be necessary. In fact, there wasn't a time in recent memory when this much paperwork had NEEDED to be done. However, there was obviously some type of shortage on this day in particular, so the immense stack of papers had been sent.
A few captains had probably finished it all right away. However, those captains were probably not passed out face-down in their quarters, surrounded by paperwork and half-eaten food. Those captains were probably not in a room so dark that it was impossible to discern whether it was night or day. Those captains probably had probably gotten some form of sleep over the past few days, enough to allow for cognitive thinking and quick response times.
Takaoni.. was not those captains.
It would have been an absurd site for anyone who practiced the sort of composure and class that the title "Captain" or "Taicho" would imply. One would walk in and see a tall, lean man bent over his own lap, his thin legs crossed in the typical meditative sitting position, his face on a small, oak-made lap desk, on top of a paper with a half-written signature just under his sharp chin. In one hand, the observer would find a quill, the tip pointed inward, presumably used to make the half-signature. In the other hand, one would find a pair of chopsticks, bits of rice stuck to the ends. It was obvious this man had simply been too tired to stay conscious. However, this coma-like state couldn't last for long, as the hell butterfly entering his quarters and landing on his shoulder was just enough to rouse the light sleeper from his seemingly impenetrable slumber. The message was clear. Get the goddamn paperwork done.
This seemed odd. It was rare that a captain was called out directly like that. It was even more strange that a large NUMBER of captains were seemingly being called out in the same manner. Takaoni slowly raised himself into the upright position, feeling the vertebrae of his spine crack and pop in gratitude for being returned to their rightful places. With a groan of displeasure and irritation, Takaoni stood, a seemingly endless torrent of thoughts and processes ran through his busy head as he made sure to stretch himself out, not wanting to really do this anymore and deciding that this was as good a time as any for a break.
Stretch skyward, so that you may better achieve what you most desire in life.
What was the purpose of the paperwork? How many captains would truly finish? Did this include active captains as well? Lieutenants?
Stretch toward the earth, so that you may better remember your roots, and never forget how far you've traveled to reach where you already are.
Would he even have any relevant information for this shit? It seemed as if his job had been mostly paperwork recently.. it had become difficult to discern one day from the next.. an endless string of jobs and tasks, menial and seemingly unfitting for a captain. Still, it was better than the fighting. War was hell, Takaoni knew this better than most.
And finally, stretch outward, so that you may better embrace the things to come. Whether they be stepping stones toward your progression, or obstacles meant to question whether you are truly fighting for anything at all.
With these thoughts in mind and his body limber, his stiffness from sleep now abated, Takaoni picked up his wrinkled captain's haori off of the floor next to where he had fallen prey to his weary eyes. Slipping it on his person, Takaoni slid the door to his quarters open, slowly. He almost cringed, the light was hard to bear after how long he had spent in the darkness. Still, it was necessary. Running a hand through his messy black hair, Takaoni set out, his sandals hitting the ground with audible thumps as he made his way toward the training grounds. He knew not what awaited him, but he knew there was a shady spot he absolutely adored, and he knew it had his name on it at the moment.
He smiled and waved at those who passed who knew him. Some, he had known only briefly, from encounters or errands. Others, he had known since he was but an unseated member of the fifth division. People who had watched his progression over the decades he had put into the soul society, and her interests. It had been a long, hard climb, full of obstacles both typical and atypical to the sort of ascension he attempted. But here he was, standing as near the top as he figured he would ever reach.. and the view was magnificent.
This outlook in mind, Takaoni strode briskly into the training grounds outside their compound. His eyes were at half-lid from the tired feeling that seemed to follow him wherever he went. Meandering into the grass, he slowly slid himself down the trunk of his favorite tree, leaning himself back against it and folding his hands in his lap, his eyes lifting skyward before closing slowly as he relaxed entirely. Why would he ever choose paperwork over this? It was inconceivable..
I envy because of the heart.
I glutton because of the heart.
I covet because of the heart.
I am prideful because of the heart.
I sloth because of the heart.
I rage because of the heart.
Because of the heart...
I lust for everything about you.
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I glutton because of the heart.
I covet because of the heart.
I am prideful because of the heart.
I sloth because of the heart.
I rage because of the heart.
Because of the heart...
I lust for everything about you.
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