Eyo Girl. You want a promotion? [Hakuyou, Makoto]

The captain haori on his shoulders felt strange, different, and heavy.

The traditional robe that signified his status was mute and restrained coffering with it the respect expected of a man of his status. Despite the heavy eyes which adorned his face he looked relatively youthful and spry. Very little could let people know he was almost a Millennium old. He took great lengths to appear the consummate professional bringing with him a mix of new and old. He waited for the young shinigami to leave the classroom of Makoto, waiting in the back he offered a restrained smile to some as they passed him.

When the room was clear he’d approach towards her, his large stature and heavy footsteps seemingly bouncing off the walls. His face display the neutrality he was so known for, a smile or frown would seem out of place on it.

“I did not wish to disturb the study.” He’d remark his head turning to look at the empty seats, before turning back to her. “I’ve been offered and made the captain of the sixth division, Makoto. I wish for you to raise you to the vice-captaincy.” It was short and too the point, feeling no need to call upon her past accolades or pitch it fancifully. This was a matter of importance not the base praise of someone who needed to be sold on that.

“Do you accept or decline this burden of responsibility?”

“I wouldn’t thank me. You proved yourself more than enough. I wouldn’t have chosen you, otherwise.”

He had little time for worthless praise but he was in the same position as her not that long ago. He felt it beyond important that she be made aware that the reason he chose her was because of the work she put in, nothing more and nothing less. When the lives of countless, and the legacy of more, rested squarely upon their shoulders things needed to be taken with grave seriousness.

He closes the distance over to her walking slowly, his frame casting a large shadow. The sound of his sword and rifle clinking lightly on his side, amber irises focused on her.

“There’s much to be done, and very little time to do so. While our previous captain maintained orderly logs, we must organize our muster rolls. Gain an understanding of the resources we command, and begin planning the next steps for the security of the realm.”

As he spoke he did so calmly, slowly, but with a level of absoluteness that few held. Hakuyou was no leader of men until now, and one thing he liked more than any other captain was logistics. Numbers on paper. Information. With information and a well organized division he could safely depart to handle his family business while seeing to the security of the realm.

“It is important to me, Makoto, that I say these words. That you commit them to heart.” He’d make his way past her for a moment staring at the chalkboard that no doubt held a lesson on it. A moment of silence weighed for a moment, before he turned back to her.

“We are committed to the safety of the realm, the laws of the Gotei are upheld, and serve the people of the soul society. In the past, perhaps before your time, these things were not evenly enforced. A man's status in this world afforded him a level of autonomy that no Rukongai citizen might have.”

Hakuyou was not a verbose man, nor one who seemed to display passion loudly. A silent workhorse committed to his tasks, unyielding pursuing whatever was his duty. But in this moment those amber eyes seemed heavy with a lifetime behind them.

“That will never happen under our watch. The bloated, corrupt, underbelly of this realm might have been dealt a heavy blow but it exists, still. To those who hide within it, we shall rip them from their roots and expose their darkness to the world. Noble or commoner. Our predecessor made it habit to break precedent.”

He took a slow breath, watching her reaction carefully.

“We’ve no reason to stop that. I’d like to start working now.”

“Let’s go to the barracks, then.”

He appreciated her curtness, it showed she understood without question. While he had to say a lot, it was enough that it established the expectations he had for her. This would not be an easy role for either of them, especially due to the high standards Hakuyou held. He turned to depart, his haori flowing slightly as he started to walk. He spoke in the same breath.

“We need an accurate number of all active shinigami in our ranks, I want to ensure our cataloging system for reports is up to date. Any paperwork I want to finish tonight, I’m sure there’s been a back up due to recent events. After we get our footing, we can begin planning proactive steps.”

Just like that he was telling her about their goals. Things that needed to be done. So much and so little time. But that was in their nature in taking over this massive beast.

“I know a few good shinigami who might make decent seated officers. I want to place your academic and teaching skills to use, I want to devise a mandatory course for all our seated officers. Things like investigation, emergency plans, and leadership skills need to be modernized.”

And like that he was off. His words showing that his mind was already moving on how to improve this division. The standards he would setting forth might prove too much for some, and he was prepared for backlash.

But a modernized division. One which could not only fulfill its role as protectors but upholders of law would require detective work. And this would be the first step.

"More then. The courses can wait until we've fully accessed our current situation. The tally and paperwork are the most pressing, no telling how much is currently held up because of that." He'd remark with a nod as they made their way down the hallway, his head focused forward. He was happy to see her keeping pace with him, and not caught off guard by the things required of both of them. Besides, he'd be right alongside her doing this.

"While I want this all done quickly, it'll be important we take our time and refine. Are you a coffee drinker? Have you ate?" He'd ask turning to look at her as they walked, more than aware that empty stomachs created empty heads. And of course, as her superior he felt inclined to care about her wellbeing. While he was sure Makoto would work as hard, and as long, as he wanted it was his job to take into account her needs.

"I'll get us food when you grow hungry. If we're still working by the official start of the day, we'll hold a meeting with the division. Captaincy annoucement and expectations."