Composition of You [Tento/Kabuto]

From within a room a light shined. Yellow rays scanning over the scope of a simple brown colored wooden barrack room. In the moment it was calm, safe the for say of the distant sound of birds chirping overhead as they flew to a nearby tree. The sound that echoed through the room primarily though was the flicking of paper. A scroll being opened and looked over and a nearby bood who's papers were being slowly turned. Short scratch sounds and ticks as a pencil was used to write in a notebook. Tento was at it today, looking into kido as he thought of ways to practice what he knew and attempting to understand the systems and implication of things beyond who he was currently.

It was rare that he could be like this. Silent. Not talking. He was a sociable type of fellow, and given that he shared a living quarters in the barrack, safe to say rarely was there no sound in his assigned room or living space. Although he somehow found himself getting appointed as one of the 15 seated members of Squad for he was still in a shared space with others. It didn't surprise him, there were only 20 ranked positions, and for the most part, if someone was not ranked in the top 5 or 10 in a division, their ranks could be shared. Thus there could be a multiple of 15th seated members in the 4th division. It held something to be proud of but nothing to the extent of deserving ones own room just from the rank alone and nothing else. Add the fact that he had only recently left and graduated from the Shino Academy. Well, it would make sense if a fresh blood did not get the privileged of their own room. They needed to be out among their division growing a connection after all. Having some shared quarters helped with that.

A shadow was on his face from the light, no real sign of his mood. But the movement of his hand were precise, swift. His back leaned against the back of his chair as his body was fully erect. "Ugh....I don't get this. How does this barrier kido work. First you concentrate the resitu like normal but then what the heck is this reverse they are talking about....". Tento left hand went to his head, his fingers running through his black curly hair as they scratched his dome as his brain was in thought. His Zanpakuto sat at his side, leaning up against him in his seat.

When he got further along in attempting to figure this out he heard a sound. Someone was speaking loud, it wasn't a yell or battle cry of panic or anything like that. But it was someone that was pronouncing and modulating their voice to be heard. Was someone having a loud conversation again?

Outside of the barracks, towards the open yard there was something going on. A bit curious, Tento got up and exited his room, entering the yard after a bit of a walk to see a large man...with a mask on his face?

"Hello, how is it going everyone?", he sad this in his normal voice. Calm soothing and a little bit cheerful and energetic.

Tento gazed upon the large man before him. A Shinigami uniform dawned on him. One that he was surprised that came in a size that fit the man's build so well. He waited, a common verbal response from someone present. One of his squad mates. But all he got sound wise was a steady silence. No voices or sounds greeted him, only a few nods from some people in the training field as they looked at the masked man with curiosity.

The unknown man shifted, turning towards Tento as he spoke. Face and words coming from a metallic looking Mask. Very metal. He did get told by seniors back at the Shino Academy that there were a wide variety of people. Safe to say though he did not expect to see this though. Hearing the man say hello, Tento nodded his head in a friendly greeting, albeit with a raised eyebrow at a finger being pointed at him. His eyes watching the man as he spoke.

He was looking for vizards? Tento had to think. He was so new to the 4th division that he still had a long way to know of their members. Honestly, he only knew a handful of faces, even less their abilities. From his study he knew what a vizard was, a Shinigami who had acquired hollow powers in some many. But, he had no idea of any in their division. Little did the young man know that he was one, his spiritual pressure a natural mix of the Shinigami power and hollow power mixed within him. It had been noted on his file, and likely the upper role leaders within the Gotei knew the specifics. But anyone with a reasonable ability to sense spirit pressure and know how would be able to likely tell that there was a faint untapped well of power within.

Either way, the man words itself was calm, but his voice, well. It betrayed and acted against such a sensation. A bit angry and frustrated it seemed, why? "Ah, sorry to say I do not know of any Vizards here. Do tell, why are you seeking one??", he said calmly from his position away. An eerie sensation, a bit loud and agitated. Well.....that was something that needed to be toned down. A charged up person was not a good thing after all. But, the man just furthered to confuse Tento. "Me??".

"Uh....no, why do you ask??".