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Visibly yawning, he was quite bored with the meeting. Sure, there were some disturbances in Rukongai [i]and[/i] the Human World. Sure, he would go if the captain commander said "Hey, Kenpachi, go kill them." However, he was not told to do so and thus, for the time being, he is to remain in Seireitei and do nothing. Sighing, he supposes that he will just spend this time training, and drinking... He would wait for an official order before he was to order his squad into action.

Sighing, he stepped out of the conference room, his haori hung so loosely around his shoulders that it looks like a breeze can take it off of him. Noticing the already-drunk-in-the-morning Captain Unagi, he tried to make his way back to his barracks before any nonsense happened. To no avail, Captain Unagi approached and spoke to him. [color=662d91]"Eel-san, I told you years ago to not call me Kenny... Literally no one calls me that.. and yes, I'm aware enough in human affairs to know the meaning behind KKK, thats why I just go by one of the three words, not all together... Sure, I'll taste your swill, of course nothing compares to my personal herbal concoction.."[/color] He said to the captain, taking the flask offered and offering his own flask produced from the loose sleeve pockets of his haori. 

After having a taste of what Captain Unagi offered, he handed it back with a stern expression on his face. [color=662d91]"I taste...distinct spices of some tropical islands in the human world... Were you venturing off with your crew again Eel-san?"[/color] He said, chuckling and waiting for the critique of his own herbal concoction. If a mortal man were to taste it, it would without a doubt knock them flat on their back as the base of the concoction is aged sake, passed to him from his father, who brewed it along with his mentor aeons ago.

Just after he had handed the flask back to the other captain, he saw an imposing shadow approach him from the sky. As he turned, he was met with a pair of feet. Planted squarely on his face, most would expect the captain to be knocked flat on his back. However, upon closer examination, one can see that just before the feet connected with his face, he had leaned back with the incoming momentum of the kick to soften the blow. While doing so, he also planted his sheathe into the ground, offering him another point of stability. His innate strength also played a part in this in that his upper body absorbed the entire weight of the woman and thus he was able to stay upright.

[color=662d91]"Mirja, what are you doing here..."[/color] He said with muffled voice. Using his free hand, he shove-pushed his mischievous lieutenant away from him before dusting himself off. He knew she was sort of testing him, in a underhanded, nonchalant way. He answered her question in the same fashion. When he pushed her, he grasped her ankles firm enough that she would feel like they were going to snap, but didn't. He also pushed her hard enough that she would realize if she did not have her weight and reiatsu behind her, she would be flying towards the Sokyoku Hill by now. [color=662d91]"If you weren't at the barracks, who is tending to the grounds for training later? Don't you remember? Today is zanjutsu and stamina day...So.... You should probably tend to that yeah?"[/color] He said with a smile, backed with a slightly murderous aura...