Enter a Giant (Open)(Izu Yousuke)

A mountain of a man walked down the street of the Serieiti, dressed in very very unusual way. Over his head was a heavy helmet that reached down to about mid chest, and his body showed other peices of armor that peaked out from below a tattered black and white Shinigami uniform. The armor appeared to be some kind of obsidian material and was spiked in a variety of spots.

The huge man, at a glance, appeared even to be larger then the eleventh divisions captain Kenpachi. The truth seemed to be true, the leviathan stood in at a few inches over the seven foot mark and tipped the scales just over three hundred and fourty pounds. His build appeared to be solid muscle mass, a few scars peaked out from under the collar of the uniforms jacket.

Unlike most of the other Shinigami around him Izu didn't carry a katana, across his back sat an axe that measured over four and a half feet long. There was a black leather sheath on head, showing only the handle of the axe, the end of which seamed to be tipped in what appeared to be the head of a sea monster of some sort.

The tattered uniform didn't carry any badges, nor did it seem to carry any indication of a division that he might be a part of. He continued to walk down the streets minding his own business and wouldn't butt his nose into anybodies business unless he was drawn into something.

" Hey, you ! "

Redd's voice poked out of the white noise that was the hustle and bustle of the seireitei. It was actually only a small bit above normal speaking voice. There was the smallest of pauses between his words before he stopped talking all together. This was directed at the mountain of the man that walked solemnly in front of him. Redd thought it must have been a challenge to heave such long legs up and forwards.

The chesnut colored individual stood about five meters behind Izu, and was closing in quite lazily.
" Whats your beef stranger? Haven't seen you around much. "

The two had been walking just outside of the 8th division barracks.
The cobble stone walls and solid grey steps leading up to the actual housing area-- which was a white and brown model of a tower from feudal japan stood to the left of them.

Izu didn't recognize the voice that was being spoken so at first he didn't turn around at the sound of it, and he kept walking forwards. As the crowd seemed to thin some and the voice spoke again he turned to look to see where it came from. Seeing a much smaller man asking him what his beef was? a term that he had never heard before so was kind of lost on its meaning. When he mentioned about not seeing him around much the large man just shrugged at the comment, "I come and go." he replied. "Training regiment." he explained simply before turning to continue his walk, passing the barracks of the eigth division.

There were people around him who weren't as big as even his axe, which did amuse him slightly, but as noone could actually see his face, they wouldn't be able to tell as such. He didn't know who the person who seemed to single him out and follow him, but he was sure that he would find out soon enough. But Izu wasn't exactly known (by those who did happen to know him) as being overly friendly to those who knew him let alone to strangers.

He continued to walk and took a path that seemed to take him on a path that would put him around the facilities of the 11th division. He was thinking of challenging one of their seated members to take over a seat with the division, but he felt he needed a little bit more training before he was truely ready to take on one of their members. Not to say he doubted his own skills, he just wanted to make sure that it was one sided enough that he could fully impress Captain Kenpachi, and he would have to do alot to impress that man.

Redd went on to follow his taller, paler counter-part. It was almost impossible for him to stop, he'd found what the shaq sized shinigami said to be completely odd. This was because no one truly ever left the gotei 13 without the permission of the seireitei-- as Redd knew all to well.

Redd whisked out of view-- re-appearing directly in front of the lanky, yet muscular form of the shinigami that was before him. His Black t-shirt still whipping about his medium sized frame as he'd more so solidly appeared-- rather than shimmered back into view as most shinigami did with the use of shunpo.

The two were only a few meters from the arched entrance to the 11th division -- which led into a white tiles court yard that was this places training area. It was an innuendo of sorts, when one had power they liked to put on display, and this was exactly what squad eleven had done by placing their place of skill honeing directly out front. It wasn't necessarily a bad quality-- and if you were to call it as such in front of this divisions members you would find your self in quite a pickle.

Redd tilted his head before speaking again--
"Come on man I'm just tryna make a new friend. I don't see any badge so oyu CAN'T be a seated officer-- and you're also not wearing any type of indication for what squad you might be in... Whats your name anyway ? "

Yes Redd was quite a perceptive individual-- you had to think fast AND move fast in order to function as the second division captains this was a fact.

He had no intention of allowing the other shinigami to pass before he talked to him, as well as being perceptive he had a strong sense of perseverance, he rarely gave up when it came to mater such as these-- and even rarer was he to give up on a battle.

Izu narrowly avoided stepping on the smaller person as he appeared in front of him, Izu was not far from 2 feet taller then Redd he was also substantially heavier. Had he actually stepped on him, it would have been very very painful. He stopped again and looked down at the much smaller person and rolled his eyes, his facial features, infact his entire head could not be seen due to the strange horned helmet. He sighed to himself, shaking his head somewhat, once again looking down at Redd.

"Izu Yousuke. No I'm not a member of a division yet." he introduced himself, and then moved to move around Redd to head into the training area of the eleventh. He was a man of few words, and this was no different, however he knew that he was at least as strong as many of the so-called 'seated' members that were in the Gotei 13, he just hadn't found a spot that fit him yet.

Though the Eleventh Division was the closest thing that there was to a place he belonged. However all of the seats in the division were taken, and he would have to challenge, fight, and win against a currently seated member, hense his extra training.

Redd again flitted just in front of him -- though continued to walk backwards so he wouldn't get squished. His hands hung at his sides, a pep in his step causing the four inch long red tassel to swing to an fro just above his shoulder. The golden base of his zanpaktou's hilt glinted in the sunlight which rained down upon them from overhead-- the golden breaks in the red woven fabric of the hilt shimmered in the same way.

" Well, since you aren't yet in a division why not test your skills on me ? "
Redd flashed an almost blindingly white smile-- he was obsessively compulsive about having a clean mouth. His neck was crooned backwards almost as far as it could go, Redd attempting to make somewhat eye contact with this male through his gigantic helmet.

" After all-- I AM the eleventh divisions fourth seat "
Redd could only assume that Izu was fresh out of the academy-- this meaning he had close to no prior knowledge of the eleventh division, and even if he did who would care to figure out the name of the fourth seated member?
The captain? Ofcourse. The Vice Captain? Probable. The third seated member? Unlikely. The fourth seat ? Close to impossible-- and this is what Redd had been counting on. In truth he was the second division Vice Captain-- but why would yousuke know that? When over half of the second division had no idea who he was. After all who would suspect such a lanky dark skinned boy who LOOKED as if he was no older than 13 to have such a vast amount of power?
This was a gigantic lie-- but Redd was the best liar he knew, which may have been a biased opinion-- though he DID have references to situations linking him back to his human years.
Yes, Redd was a fantastic liar-- and it wasn't plausible that he'd see through the male's deception techniques.