Shikai Training [Private]

Kinoen yawned, stretching as he walked out of his room. It was about time to meet up with the woman from this morning.. He chuckled to himself. He almost couldn't believe it. As far as the Gotei Thirteen was concerned, seventh division was definitely not one of the more important places one could be. Many praised second division for its importance to the stealth force, fifth for its commitment and experience in Kidō, fourth for its vigorous healing, even eighth for being a force of reservation in case war came around and there weren't enough soldiers on the front lines, even twelfth division, despite its insane captain, was praised for its science specialization.

However, very few, if any at all, flocked to seventh division. It wasn't one of the more popular, nor was it one of the more "important", in a traditional sense. In fact, most of the people who were transferred there didn't do so intentionally, and were put there because their former captains really had nowhere else to put them. It was more a matter of "we need you doing busy work, so here you are", than anything else.

However, a few people actually chose seventh division. A few ended up there because they wanted to be there, not because they were put there. One of these rare cases was a bit of an odd duck for the squad. Why? Because, his former position was in the stealth force itself, one of the foremost experts on close-range assassination. The man really had no place here, so why WAS he here? Well, the answer to that was quite simple. For starters, he had a family to think about at this point, so assassination was not the safest job choice. Not only would it be a hindrance on the safety of himself, it could also jeopardize his family's security if his identity were to be discovered on the job.

Beyond that, it was just too much of a hassle trying to keep up with the hustle and bustle of always being on the job, 24/7, unable to leave the walls if someone so much as sneezes, lest you risk the security of the stealth force. He got so sick of it after such a short time, it was rediculous. So, for those two reasons, he transfered out, becoming lieutenant of seventh division upon his own volition and the captain's reccomendation. When the captain stepped down, the man stepped up, taking the captain's seat and the squad, which he viewed more as his family than his division. He behaved more as a father figure than a captain, aiding with whatever necessary, never really seeing action or missions outside of seireitei. Apart from the odd spar to keep from getting rusty, fighting was sparce for the captain, but it was all the same, he couldn't afford to fight every idiot with something to prove who came along looking for a position to rob.

Currently, this same man was the one who couldn't believe he had been chosen for the task of aiding a young recruit in their training. Honestly, out of all captains to help you attain shikai, why pick seventh? Kinoen couldn't help but chuckle to himself when he thought of this. She had certainly been eager for this training. Kinoen hadn't seen that much desperation on a face since his daughter had begged for him to take her on his next mission. However, THIS request, he could grant. So, the red-haired captain made his way into the training hall in his division, a kind smile on his face as he walked in, his Haori draped over his shoulders, more a cape than anything as his arms were crossed in front of him, not being in the sleeves of the haori as it were. He looked around, his amber eyes finding the woman as he walked to her, extending a hand from under his haori to shake in greeting. "Ah, I see you made it here before me. Good afternoon. I trust you're prepared to begin?" His voice was warm, full of the rich and genuine affection for people that made him such a good father figure as he spoke. Now he was here, it was up to the woman what exactly would occur.