50,000 Bushels [Central 46 Assembly]

Predictable, as always. So many words, yet little of substance. This entire display only reinforced Byakuya’s notion that silence is often the wiser course, as it allowed him to take in what little they bickered over. Still, he needed to speak up, but the only definitive proposal? To leave the Captain Commander seat vacant—absurd, and impossible. The Gotei, now "separated" from noble authority, would simply appoint someone without so much as consulting the nobility. If any of the people here wanted a choice in the matter, to regain some authority, it was important to act swiftly.

"Setting aside the undeniable success of the former Head Captain, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, it was his prolonged tenure and failure to groom a successor that led to disastrous complacency. His death forced an abrupt change, one we were ill-prepared to handle, leaving us incapable of adapting effectively in his absence.

Another obvious issue is that this so-called Gotei "United" resembles little more than a social club. After engaging with several members of the newer generation, it's clear they are weak—more interested in camaraderie and entertainment than in upholding the balance. They’ve strayed far from their intended purpose.

Given this, I believe the solution lies in a balance of tradition and innovation. The next Commander must not only uphold the laws that ensure Soul Society's stability but also possess the foresight to embrace progress. Only through such a blend can meaningful, beneficial changes be realized without undermining our security.

The Soul Society is weak, and the Gotei "United" has lost even its dulled edge. What we need is decisive action, not empty words. If no one else capable of leading—of taking up the mantle of Captain Commander is named, then I will do so."

Thank Soul King.
They skipped all that fucking himming and hawing that these meetings sometimes had. Fuckin good, she could see it in plenty of faces around the table. ‘What a bunch of idiots’ ‘This is a waste of time’ ‘I know whats best’. They always fuckin showed up, but at the very least they were opening their damn mouths.

So three camps so far.
They had the ones reminiscing about the old days. About yamamoto apparently. Kagenaga and The Kurata Brat. Guess they had another mini Tsunayashiro cropping up. They seemed to have similar ideas of shoving themselves into the gotei’s business.

There were some Rukongai representatives, bless their hearts. Aiban and Morikawa. Abalia’s invites if she were to guess, and probably not the only ones.

They had the Shihoin and Sawachika who had a very different remembrance of what kinda man Yamamoto was in terms of what they needed at a time like this.

Ah. And a representative from the purse clutchers. Machihara.

Kuukaku closed her eyes as she took a moment to consider the situation. Good, everyones stance was clear. Better out here than muttered to eachother in their little burrows.

”Sawachika. Morikawa. If you still got concerns about restoration and reconstruction we can speak after the meeting. If theres a problem with funding or manpower The Shiba is willing to assist.” Weren’t no secret that building shit was practically a hobby of hers. And the Shiba used their own, contractors rarely had her vision. She and her boys would be more than enough to supplement the construction effort, they specialized in fast reliable work.

”As for succession of the commander, the Shiba family does not have a candidate in mind at this time.” She wasn’t going to concern herself with that. Frankly, she doubted it would matter. She figured that the moment she’d received the official report. About her brother being slain as subject of treasonous accusations. That alone told her enough about what was down the road. But she knew well enough what to say to get hackles raised and peoples opinions out in the open.

And the more she knew about where these people stood, the less chance of surprises down the road.

Lady Aiban lightly and silently tapped the edge of the small table infront of her as she took a moment and waited, half expecting more candidates. A few of the rabble voiced other familiar names, but frankly they were drowned out by the more vocal ones supporting the Kuchiki’s self nomination. Waiting for a relative lul in voices, she decided to voice her own.

”Noble as the intentions may be, I think it worth considering that appointing a Captain Commander won’t be doing us any favors. The last thing we need is the gotei bristling at this Governing Body attempting to pull it back under its control. Lord Kuchiki, with all due respect: if you’ve held such passion regarding the gotei then perhaps you should have stepped forth and sought to take up Captaincy when Commander Murasaki was seeking them. If you had, you’d be in a far more natural position to take up Commandership. But you didn’t, and as such neither you nor this governing body are in a position to be asserting themselves. House Aiban would like to present the motion to not assert any such authority on the position of Captain Commander.”