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[h3][color=99cfe0]静 雨夜
[hr]Shizu Amaya[/color][/h3]


Fires burning, buildings falling, and the sounds of blades clashing surrounded Shizu as she made her way out of the Seireite. With a swift strike, she cut down yet another member of her squad, only feeling a numb disappointment as the blood splattered over her blade and uniform, staining both them and her Division 1 armband red in the firelight.

Taking a hollow look at the armband as she stepped over her former comrade, her emotions rushed to the surface again in that moment. The first Division was supposed to be an [i]example[/i] of what all shingami should strive for, both in honor and integrity! Slamming her fist against a ruined wall, Shizu nearly broke down at the sense of betrayal she felt, at the [i]disgust[/i] that she had once thought of following that captain eternally.

He had picked her out from the others, despite how they had labeled her as lazy and sluggish because of her sleeping habits, seeing the results of her effort for what it was. He even accommodated for her habits, giving her missions and tasks that let her prove her worth and diligence both day and night. And for what, just to betray her trust and plunge this place into chaos, to turn comrades against each other?!

Still staring at the division 1 insignia, with a glare Shizu made her decision. Reaching up with a fury filled hand, she snatched at the armband and tore it off, flinging the worthless piece of cloth to the flames. That man was no longer her captain, and he had no right to deserve her respect after what he had done. Putting her thoughts aside and turning away, she used Shunpo to hurry to the edge of the Seireite in the hopes of finding other survivors. Rebuilding was possible, but only if she wasn't alone.


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