Home is.... (open for vizards)

I will see to it that you will be engulfed by your fire, I will regain what you stolen from me! I will have...um...uh...where am I?

"Another rant successively quelled."

Andrew sighed softly as the voice of the hollow in his head died down. If there was one thing that he could always count on was that it could be easily distracted. He used it many times when focusing on his restaurant experience since he had to do many things at once. But now that he was gone from his "witness protection" he now went back to contemplation in the shinigami ranks. Though he didn't really say it much, there were still days that he wondered what happened to Yukiko. There were very few shinigami that had impacted him, but Yukiko was one of them. As he put his things away, he remembered all of the time they spent together to make themselves better together. She had helped him to help understand the balance of his strength while he showed her the more unorthadox strategies in his head that kept him difficult to keep an eye on in the beginning. He hoped she was okay, but for now he was trying to get ready for his new job in the ranks of the vizard.

As he put some of his cookbooks in a neat row, he went over in his head what was a vizard was. There were shinigami that had their inner hollows come to life. The fact he was more than aware of as he remembered the fight against the hermit like hollow he battled to not only keep him from taking his voice, but also to keep him from destroying everything that he had been striving to create. Eventually he stopped packing as he calmly looked up at the ceiling in deep thought. It was only a matter of time when he would be given a mission to prove what he could be able to do. And though there had been some time since he had been in the field, there were very few things he truly forgotten during his day in the shinigami ranks with many being in regards of wielding his sword and Kidō.

At first Andrew wasn't really sure what to say to the other vizards. Though he had been brought up through the shinigami ranks he wasn't sure how best to break the ice. In fact the first vizard he had ever seen he had thought that his cover had been blown and he would need to fight to keep his identity safe from the shinigami. But as the situation had been explained he was relieved that there wasn't a kill order on his head. Though as the vizard was still new, he was pretty excited to hear the new vizard share his love for cooking. He had some ideas about what to do for recipes, which gave him the thoughts needed to come out of his shell to speak.

"Well, the best explanation I can give is because I kept behind the scenes. I kind of caused a lot of destruction and what I could remember I left a lot of lava behind in the Soul Society. So I just kept out of sight until a vizard found me. He explained what was going on and I wanted to see if I could help out." His tone was genuine as he explained the best he could. He was surprised that the second in command was the one he had been introducing himself to so he had wanted to give a good impression. "I understand though if I was put on a job by job basis since I kept pretty quiet. But I do have a lot of experience with Kidō and my fire element is pretty unique." After saying that, he bowed in respect to Colin. "It's nice to meet you sir, my name is Andrew Takahashi. I guess you could call me the chef since I spent a lot of time in the restaurant industry," he said with a cheerful smile.

Colin merely blinked at the man, tilting his head. He blinked his eyes, listening to what the man had to say. His tone seems genuine; and I don't think he's strong enough to exactly conceal his presence from my cybernetic eyes. However, you never know. His hearing about the lava didn't change his view much; after all, he himself remembered what the Soul Society could be like. However, he also knew what an out of control vizard could be like. So I guess I should just be a bit on guard then. he listened to him once more, hearing what he had to say. He merely waved his hand as he saw the man bow to him.

"Come on, that's not necessary. If I tried doing that to Zin, he'd skin me alive. So you don't need to do it either. However... did you ever even register? Because... you're not really a member unless you are in our official files. And unless you got permission from Zin directly, outside of my knowledge..." He sighed briefly, doubting this. However, there was always the chance... "However, if youwould like, I could register you. How would you like that?" he asked shortly, holding up a hand as if in a handshake. "Then I'd know you were with us, and you'd be protected by the Vizard Corps. Believe you me, if it were not for us and second chances, half of our members would not be here. That's the thing about Vizards: the very nature. So," He pushed back up, sitting on the counter, holding his fish out before him.

"Let's see how you can cook THIS beauty up, eh?"

"I know, for a while though I always kept one eye open for the second division."

Though Andrew had been in the restaurant business, he still had a tendency to show respect at all situations. There had been a time that he had been concerned of the second division hunting him down in the beginning, but as he kept in the shadows without causing many ripples the fear had subsided and very cautiously he started to come out into the city.

His eyes started to dart side by side as if he had been going through a checklist inside his head. When he realized there was something missing, he then snapped his fingers as a sweatdrop rolled down his head. "Crap, I knew there was something I had forgotten." He had been so surprised about actually getting this position, he didn't ask anything about having to register. Nodding his head again, he had a relieved expression on his face when Colin had asked if Andrew had wanted him to help him out with registration. Nodding happily, he smiled as he spoke. "I appreciate it sir, thanks."

But then the gears in his head started to turn in his head as he looked at the fish. He stepped over to the sink and washed his hands before giving the fish a good study. With a filet knife in his hand, he started to look at the fish while speaking to himself. "Let's see...flesh still has resistance, eyes are clear and gills are bright in color...fish has no smell what so ever." All of the teachings he had when he started off as a cook in the Rukongai had kicked in as he started to get some materials together. He had started to cut filets of the fish, leaving behind the bones in a pot of cold water to get a stock ready. However, as he looked at the fish, he remembered that registration had to go first so he had took the filets and placed them in the fridge. "I think I should get the registration done first. I tend to get a little into the zone when I cook."

Colin watched as the man took the fish from his hands, a bit surprised but fine with helping him register. So... he forgot? Well, that's understandable... I mean, maybe if it was Ravana doing the registration... nah... Hmm... He was a bit lost in his own thoughts as he felt the fish leave his hands, his eyes looking back up at the man as he began to get to work. Colin overlooked with interest on his face: after all, he may be a master at cooking with fish but watching general food masters always gave him new ideas and such, as they had more overall experience. So he inspects the fish first... that's correct, cutting it up, putting the bones away... all good... However, a thin line of drool went down to his chin for a moment, and he quickly brought up the collar of his shirt to wipe it off. Carp. I love fish far too much. He thought to himself, giving off an internal chuckle.

He turned back to the man, seeing as he had froze up. Colin tilted his head slightly as he watched him put away the fish into the fridge. Sure hope it doesn't go bad or else I'll tan your hide... While he was deadly serious about this (To him, waste was an act punishable by... tanning.) He knew that it would most likely be alright. He listened to what the man had to say as he came back over to him, and he tilted his head slightly once more.

"Eh...? So, do you know what position you were applied for?" He asked, holding up a hand. As he did so, his body seemed to flash, only for an instant, as a piece of paper seemed to APPEAR between his pointer finger and thumb, held in his tight grip. As it did so, the door of the kitchen suddenly slammed shut, the only evidence of what the Eaglegod had just done. A small smile was on his thin face as he opened up the twice-sealed piece of paper, two lines of fold on it, one going vertical, the other horizontal as he looked down at it.

"Lemme see here.... What's your experience level? Shikai, in all likelihood... do you have Bankai? I doubt you have a resserection; I probably would know about you if you did. Hmm... how's your mask control? Your abilities? What you see yourself doing in five years? Special skills?" He kept his eyes on the paper, seeing what positions were open. So either he can tell me what he was given... or he's lying through his teeth... or he can just answer the questions and I can figure out where he belongs that way. He nodded, satisfied with his conclusion. He looked back up at the man, his questioning done as he waited for the answers to all of his questions...

As Andrew got ready to complete the registration, he too was also thinking about fish as well. But with him he had been thinking about how to prepare the fish in different ways. There was a brief moment that he had been thinking about using cedar or even red wood to cook the fish. When he didn't have planks readily available there was something he recalled from a show a long time ago where fish was speared on large spears of wood and cooked indirectly over a pit of flame. But right at this moment he had thought about cured fish with gravlax being in the forefront of his mind. He had wanted to do an application with a mix of sea salt and brown sugar to try something different instead of the regular white sugar.

But the cooking strategies were going to have to wait. He started with thinking about where he would be better suited in the group. "Well, a lot of my experience actually is with Kidō and elements. The plan is to gain entrance with your Kidō department." He then looked at his zanpaktou and nodded his head. "Yup, I do have my bankai. If needed I can be able to show it if you like." But then he had a confused expression on his face. At first he didn't think he heard Colin right. Could he actually be able to perform a ressurecion as well? He didn't really think much about it since he mainly used his mask when things had got dicey and he needed more firepower in both the literal and the elemental sense. "So we can actually be able to use a ressurecion like the arrancar? I thought we were only limited to only using the masks." He still remembered his own hollow mask and had been going back to the day where he had to fight his hollow. Could he actually be able to push his hollow back to turn the tables on it to the point that he can even access the hollow's abilities like it tried to do to Andrew during his fight to dominate?

Colin looked back up after having written on his clipboard, blinking. So he's a Kidō user...? We've been getting a lot of those lately... He made another mark on his clipboard, the number 2 written out. "Well, we just had a defection. So, if you want, I can offer you the position of Lieutenant Colonel. The current colonel is a friend of mine, Izumi. You two should get along just fine." He finished, before hearing the man's inquiry. He blinked slightly, before he raised up the clipboard, it seeming to vanish as he placed it on his desk at hypersonic speed. He himself, however, didn't seem to move as his brown eyes looked at the chef once more.

"You really are new at this, aren't you...? Well, yes, you can. I would show you mine, however, mine is quite rather destructive... in fact, roughly 50 meters around me goes boom... In other words, our current facility would cease to exist until I went somewhere before triggering the blast. So, yes, it is possible to reach that level, although by no means is it easy." He finished, standing up. "Alright then, unless you have anything to say, I do believe that we are done here." He said, looking at the man before him one last time...

Andrew had been taken back in surprise when he had been offered a position as a lieutenant colonel in the Kidō department. To be honest in his mind he had thought there would be a need for him to be put into assignments on a job by job basis. Smiling kindly, he nodded in respect to Colin as he spoke. "Thank you, I will do my best to help." If anything he wanted to prove to himself that he can be able to help out, but still he had been curious about the ressurecion. Though he couldn't be able to remember much outside of his fight in his head against his inner hollow. Much of the information he had been able to acquire was mainly second hand and whatever he can be able to witness personally. Though he had been concerned about the hollow taking over, but if he could be able to push the hollow further back and be able to wield the power it tried to pervert in Andrew then it could possibly turn the tide in his mind.

However, that was going to be for a later time as he thought about if there was anything else he wanted to discuss about. "Well, I wouldn't mind meeting my colonel and finding out more about the ressurecion..." his voice drifted off for a moment before he had a random idea now come forth in his head. All the while he had been processing different cooking ideas in his head. Eventually he had made a decision about what to do with the fish which made his eyes shine bright. "You wouldn't happen to have any lemons and limes would you? I have an urge to make a little bit of ceviche with that fish," he said happily.

Colin blinked at the man. He was glad that he had accepted the position, although he was a bit surprised. He wants to meet his colonel, that's fine... but... WHAT? He thought as he continued to hear the man's desire to learn more out about Resserection. That's most certainly a strange wish...

"Resserection is... a very complicated business. Very few vizards exist who've reached it; although they do exist. It takes quite a bit of work to reach. I suppose you could say... it's a hollow's influence extending past your face. It affects your whole body with its energy, changing it to look more like your inner hollow." He explained, his eyes still watching the man, before hearing his request.

"Why certainly." He said, before holding up a hand. As he did so, every single storage thing in the kitchen opened, as Colin swept his gaze past them, before finally spotting them. All the storages slammed shut as he held two bags in his hand, one of lemon and the other of lime. He licked his lips, knowing this would turn out quite good, giving the bag to Andrew...