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[color=Gray][sup][b]Seated Office | Shinigami | Hot-Head[/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center][hr][INDENT][sup]
[color=Gray][b]TIME:[/b] [i]Present Day – Afternoon[/i] | [b]LOCATION:[/b] [i]Gotei 13 - Naoko's Quarters[/i] | [b]INTERACTION:[/b][@Pirouette][/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]
It was another boring ass day in the life of a Shinigami, Kizu had been laying down outside starring at the sun while he picked his nose with an idle finger. Sparrows fluttered across the sky as an omen of good will and faith for Kizu. That or it was just the doing of his Zanpakuto and he wasn’t just aware of it yet, Kizu was still one of the only seated officers who had yet to know the same of his sword nor the abilities locked behind them. Either way nothing really worried the explosive Shinigami prospect, although what did rile him this time was the fact he was forced to go to another mandatory meeting. These things were droll and heavy in the boring department, most of the time when his captain spoke he was either asleep or zooning out half the time.  These rumors going around about a murderer were boring, Kizu didn’t see them happening so they didn’t exist to him. If they would just let him go off on his own he was rather zealously confident he could take down who ever this poser was. 

Seeing the time run closer to 1:30 drained the will from his body, but nevertheless, he actually got up to attend this ridiculous meeting. Kizu passed by Naoko’s room to see if she was there, but alas she was always early to everything. Punching the wall on his way pass her room he let out a small sigh before finally arriving to the meeting. His captain spoke and spoke and spoke, until he finally got to the main attraction. “Senkaimon Slasher”? What a stupid name. That wasn’t even cool enough to be scared of or to put in the presses. With his ambitions crushed and tattered Kizu exited the meeting up in arms. Kizu returned to his room seeing his mission before crumpling it up and throwing it behind him. Maybe Naoko had something more interesting to do, or at least have something to say about the slasher. Kizu made his way over and pounded on the door making his less than desirable presence known.