Souta Ayaka
Souta froze, a hand hovering by the door to the Head Captain's quarters. He was only a brief minute behind the two who had entered before him- But clearly, someone had already gone and loudmouthed. The spiritual pressure that struck him... So immense. Powerful. He cringed, holding a hand over the sharp pain in the base of his neck, going weak kneed briefly before forcing his own spiritual pressure out. It couldn't even begin to compare to the head captains- Miles and miles away in power- But its focus around him helped to alleviate some of the pressure. With a deep breath, he opens the door and slips in quietly, stormy grey gaze taking in the goings on. The head captain, zanpakuto already unsheathed, two others, one barely seeming to stand... Well, not the greatest start, but it didn't exactly make him wish he'd come at another time.
After a few moments, he speaks up, voice slightly strained against the immense force of the captains spiritual pressure.
"If I might interject.... I'm here for the same reason I assume they are, Head Captain... To join Squad One, if you'll have me."
Despite the strain in his voice, he seemed calm enough, tone level, if a bit quiet. Frankly, he seemed quite apathetic about the whole ordeal.