[center][color=DodgerBlue][h1]Nero Kimashi 9th Squad Lieutenant[/h1][/color][/center]
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[*]Location:
Near 1st Squad Barracks

[*]Interaction:
[@ProPro], [@KillBox], [@AbigailTenshi]
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[i]I probably should be sleeping under a tree right now.[/i] Was all that was going through Nero's head, unfortunately, the fear of dreaming again kept him on his toes.

With a sigh, Nero shook his head exasperatedly, it was just like his Captain to his leave duties as the guardian of the Soul Society to leave for some "adventure". Nero could never understand his Captains lack and organization and priority when it came to things like this, but he had to no right to argue. Unagi was so enthusiastic about things, so much so that he released his Reiatsu in a crushing wave that weighed upon his shoulders before drawing it back in to wink at Nero. The only good thing about this was that as acting Captain, he could enjoy all the amber fluid that he could get his hands on without getting in getting in to much trouble. Although it would give the 9th Squad a back name if people to see Shinigami patrolling around with bottles of alcohol in thier hands.

[color=DodgerBlue]"Okay, okay, leave me with your job while you adventure with the Kenpachi and his 3rd seat, but if you find all your liquor gone in the barracks gone, it sure as hell was me."[/color] He grumbled with a shrug, he would do his job no doubt, but at least enjoy it while he did it.

This would had been the perfect moment for the Captain to say goodbye to his Lieutenant in order to find the 3rd Seat, but no, the 3rd seat found them. Without much of a warning, her shrill voice, which Nero found to be annoying, and her white hair to be an eyesore, went yelling into the wind. Venting her excitement through her body language and unnecessarily loud voice. Nero sighed, nothing about this girl appealed to him, how could the Kenpachi of all people handle her loud mouthed abrasiveness.

[color=DodgerBlue]"Hey shit-head, good luck, your gonna need it."[/color] Nero said simply, retuning her amused grin with a crooked one of his own. He was only goading her on, but contempt dripped from his voice, although he had no hatred for her whatsoever.