It took awhile for Wallace to actually get to the barracks today. The jobs they had been assigning him were rather boring, and placid as of late. He still really wasn't sure why they had placed him on Squad 7 even all these years later. He was much more oriented towards combat than he was towards anything else. Maybe it was just his past catching up with him, and he wanted more action but as of late he felt like he was being wasted. He wasn't a legend, or even a natural talent like some of the legends from the past. But if he was one thing he was strong, and willing to do what he had to do. You'd think they'd have better assignments for a guy like him. With his two Zanpakuto hanging from his belt he had entered the barracks just in time to see what was going on. He listened to the Captain talk as he usually did, and today seemed like they were to focus on the killer running around. At least it was something he supposed but likely the stealth squad was also lookin' for this guy. He wouldn't last long if that was actually the case. Still he needed something to do. As he brushed by his squadmates he looked at the board and sighed. There were few other assignments. [color=00a651]"Alright anyone got any leads? We need to find this slasher guy but I've got little idea of where to begin. He'd be an idiot to show up where he was already. So maybe we should ask the other squads if they got any information on the matter? If we all work together we can have this case solved, and get back to being lazy. Also newbies you got to work hard too no slackin' till the jobs done."[/color] grumbled Wallace as he scratched the back of his scruffy head.