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Squad 14

Inari blinked at names and skills associated with those shinigami. He was starting to comprehend what his captain planed on doing. He was, for lack of a better descriptor, trying to make squad 14 as self-sustainable as possible. Which made sense. Travel between Heco Mundo and the Soul Society was perfectly possible, but wasn't exactly the fastest or easiest thing to achieve. In any job as a shinigami there would be moments were time was of the essence. They would need to be able to handle as many of their issues on their own as possible, as the satellite squad, having to send a wounded shinigami all the way back to the main headquarters for a non-threatening but debilitating wound would put a serious drag on their time and resources. Still, it was a radical idea and one that had never been attempted before as far as he knew. But if it worked out, if squad 14 managed to survive and grow, it become a mirror of the other 13 squads...if one a smaller scale.

"I have no objections to those choices captain." Inari replied after some thought "Though for your third member of the fourth division, I suggest picking up a 'work horse' type. Someone that can do a lot of work and do it fast, even if it isn't exactly clean or pretty. Having someone to close up those life threatening, but simple gashes front liners tend to get while the others do more delicate, complicated, or time consuming work is a good way to keep our men from bleeding to death."

"The rest of my picks would mostly make good squad members, but not really seated people. Hard workers and fare in combat...if not exactly destined for greatness, they will be dependable. Though I would suggest Raki Sopaku from 12th as...perhaps our 10th seat. She is unseated among them as of the moment, mostly because while she has a sharp mind she isn't exactly the most diligent worker when it comes to research. But I suspect that wouldn't be a problem with what our squad will be up to. Her kido is almost good enough for her to be seated among the Kido Corps. Her stamina is perhaps a bit low for the seat, She can't do many big spells back to back, but she is still young and has room to grow." Inari gave a little shiver "Her shinkai is a bit...creepy in nature, but formidable in its own way. I think it's a fair spot for her and a great insitive for her to try harder and grow."

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Squad 14

"Don't let Kiso hear you say it'd be that close between us, or she'll bug you every day for my seat." Inari warned in a pleased tone. Raising an eyebrow at his comment about how he didn't want him to get stale in the new seat. "Oh? Be careful how much you motivate me captain, or you may be losing me as an assistant for my own captain seat one day." Inari nodded his head at the statement about how Taki would be good at rounding out their unsteadied forces and keeping them in shape. "Yes, I think that's a fair seat for him. If 11th had more appreciation for the kind of discipline he could bring he'd likely have been made a higher seat long ago.

Inari folded his arms and closed his eyes when asked about Sai. Humming a bit in thought, the young shinigami began tapping his foot as if restless. Seemed thinking to deeply about Sai managed to agitate him a little. "I don't think he'd be a problem, or disruptive. As I said before Captain, I would have absolute faith in him where he at my back in battle. He just..." Inari gestured frustrated with a hand as if swatting a fly no one could see, trying desperately to put the feeling into words. "He just has this look about him that gets under my skin. I think he realizes how good he is, but he isn't exactly vocal or anything about it. Not so much arrogant, but...Smug. I guess you'd say. I think that's the best word for it. I don't care for that in a man. It's a most annoying trait."

"Little jerk gets a little closer to besting me each time we spar. Going to get to the point where I can't beat him in pure sword play in a few more years. If he had more spirit power, or more refined control of what he already had, he'd probable cut that time in half. I think he knows it, and just...the look he gets on his face after I pound him into the dirt is just too darn pleased with himself." Once more Inari wrinkled his nose "No one should look that pleased to have lost. Just isn't proper. How is the winner supposed to feel good about winning?"

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Asim almost had to suppress a smile as the princess lowered her voice. His father had always told him that the pony's were to soft, in body and heart. How they could never survive the harsh environment and constant threat of predators. How 'the woods would eat them alive'. It appears his father was a bit wrong. These pony's, their leaders at least, seemed to have some more iron-bark in their blood than most of the deer gave them credit for.

But alas that was not the point. He was not 'untrusting' of the Shape-changer, as the ponys or other races present may be. He was 'un-nerved' by her. As embarrassing as that would be to admit, it would take to long to explain. The Shape-Changers were...Oh what the pony phrase be...something of a 'ghost story' for them. To Asim, meeting a shape changer was more like meeting a ghost rather than 'threatening beast' or 'dangerous race'. But that would take far too long to properly communicate. He bowed his head replied "I will take this into account."

He turned his head and watched, with slight amusement at how quickly the others began warm to the unlikely reveal. "Your breed continues to surprise me Princess. I shall do my best to fallow your example." At least that was what Asim said, though he wasn't so sure he would do exactly as the princess suggested. Oh he may talk to her about the trees and such...but about being a Shaman...Telling a Ka'eela anything about his cultural position before he knew her better. Until he was sure that she was not a 'Ka'eela' as he understood them, keeping things like that would be priority.

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How many days had it been since she last got a decent nights rest? It was hard for her to say. All her days had blurred together recently. Did her last debate event happen last week or last month? The drag of bad sleep was string to pile up on her. How was she going to get through this school year? Was she actually going to have to drop out f the debate club?

Well, from a reasonable stand point that would be the logical solution, When it came to doing this she enjoyed it was unlikely that Maria would relent. She was just as likely to stop participating on the debate team as she was to stop helping at animal shelters. Besides, her team needed her. Having to find a last minute replace meant for one event was one thing, but leaving her team hanging for the entire year was unthinkable.

Not that even that would do her much good if her sleep didn't get any better. She was hardly holding it together now in the last few minutes of her last class of the day. Lucky it was just a rather basic geography class. While nothing she was terrible interested in, it had never been a subject to cause her much trouble either so her occasional moments of drifting off due to fatigue weren't all the great of a problem here.

Though, normally, she was better at making in through the school day than this. Perhaps she had spent a little to much time working on her latest project for debate, or maybe she should have started that paper for English sooner. If only the books her mom and her read would be ones she also had to read for class. That would make keeping up with English a lot easier. Well, regardless of what the particular cause was, She was fading fast.

Just a few more minutes, hold out. Sleeping in class was to disrespectful, and she was sure sleeping now would be just a rotten as sleeping later. maybe just closing her eyes for a second couldn't hurt...

it was like a trying to swim in a rushing river of oil, all the fears expressed in the nightmare she was having. Ever worst thought she had ever had made more real than any dream she had in her life baring down on her at once with the crushing weight of a certainty that rarely ever was nice enough to be present for a nice dream.

Fitfully she twitched at her desk as the nightmare attacked her in her sleep.

Until a very odd thing happened. For a second, the nightmare paused, and ten began to fad altogether. Maria, well the dream version of Maria, felt a very strange pull on her body as if she was being lifted and moved to someplace new. She saw a bright light and what looked like a figure of a...a...golden penguin? A voice, loud but pleasant spoke. "You have been chosen"

With a slight start caused by the final class bell ringing, Maria woke. She realized she had dozed off and quickly composed herself and prayed to god that no one had seen her do something so embarrassing. She gathered her things and began for the walk home, still pondering the oddity that had been her little dream just now.

Squad 14

Inari took the seat and as gestured. Kazuho seemed okay enough as it was. Personally Inari still found it weird that someone he had never met chose him as an assistant, but why challenge his good fortune to get the promotion he was aiming for, regardless of where it came from. While seated, Inari gave Kyouraku a polite bow as the compliment was paid to him.

"You are to kind Captain Commander. I'll do my best to live up to the expectations set for me." Though Inari did note that the person that actually choose him as the vice captain was seemed more apprehensive. While he found this a bit annoying, for the most part it seemed understandable. Forming a new squad had never been done, much less one with so dangerous a duty.

Inari wasn't sure how he felt about the captains plan, working out his feelings aloud. "So small a squad. Though...I guess a tight concentration of wolves will keep opportunistic hollows away better than a dense pen of sheep." Though, he thought, there was the chances so small a group would be seen vulnerable regardless of power level. But their job, more than anything, was a first response unit. Keep things stable in Heco Mundo and deal with the seeds of threats before they blossomed into something more deadly. A more mobile, evenly skilled squad would be better than the bulky masses and filler units among the traditional 13. "Still, doesn't give us much back up if things go to hell..." Inari pointed out, not that he really believed minds would change. He just wasn't the sort to keep thoughts like that to himself.

The new vice captain gave a pleased smile to the question given to him. An insightful thing to ask and take into consideration. Perhaps the Captain knew what he was doing after all. "I may have a couple. There are several in my sparing circle that I'd think would be valuable assets." His pleased smile going form pleased to wry as he added "Though, I'm not sure all of them would quite qualify as vice captain seats, they are all mostly in that general range."

"Kiso Nanasei; I'd perhaps recommend her for 3rd seat, unless you have someone suitable more powerful in mind for that. A fellow elemental zanpakto user and probable my closest rivel among the circle I play with. You could say she is the Fujin to my Raijin." Inari laughed a little "Plus, it would just make her so mad that I made Vice Captain first ontop of being placed under me."

"Taki Kusamori is grizzly bear of a shinigami. His shinkai isn't anything to special but it packs a great deal of brute force. Has great discipline, and is good at enforcing it on others. Probable a good tool for bringing along to keep out unseated grunts in line. Especially since they'll be thrown together from various squads. He should be enough of a drill sergeant to keep old rivalries from getting in the way."

Inari wrinkled his nose in a decidedly un-manly way "Sai Setsuna....I find the young man to be rather distasteful. But he's rather wicked with a blade. Given another half a centuries or so and he could prove to be among the top swords men in the whole 13....well...14 I guess now. There are maybe a hand full of others, but I'll leave it to those three for now and submit the rest for your review in writing so I don't bore you and Captain Commander to death with the details. They are the three I would most want at my side when the road gets rough."

Squad 14

Inari took a moment to compose himself before entering the meeting chamber. He had ran back to his living quarters at the 10th squad barracks. He was taking a moment to change and compose himself. Even if he had been talented, he was but a mere third seat. His family may have blue blood, but it was still on the cheap side compared to some of those who made the ranks of the shinigami. So getting an audience with the captain commander was something he'd like to look presentable for. He may never have liked all that kind of stuff when he was doing it for his family but that was just the thing Inari was the type to do something for himself. And he did understand how important first impressions would be.

As a second seater, there may be times where he would have to stand in for his captain at meetings. Either way, he was part of the inner most circle of elite shinigami. On paper he was a equal to half of them. Plus, he figured better to try to make a good impression on the boy that was to be his captain. He didn't know how he felt about having a captain that was younger than him...At least he was fairly sure he was younger, in many ways he still looked like a boy to Inari...

Regardless, he would likely be working under him for a while. A captain and their second could work together for many centuries, if not their entire shinigami career. And while Inari didn't know if he had aspirations to become a captain, this was partly because He was a one step at a time kind of person. Perhaps now that he had taken this next step up the ladder he'd like the view enough to stay. Perhaps he would be tempted to climb higher still. Only time would tell.

Now, dressed in a more fresh shinigami uniform, and slightly more put together than he sometimes bothered to do, the slender young shinigami entered the meeting room. He bowed respectfully to the pair. "I apologies for my tardiness. Abe Inari reporting for duty."

Squad 14

Among the crowd gathered to observe the shinigami slated to be Sasami's Assistant. Which only made sense given that they'd soon be an assistant Captain of a brand new squad. That this was being considered at all was an astonishing thing. Though many would say that it should have came much sooner given the some of the past events in their history. So here the third seat of the 14th squad sat, eagerly awaiting the fight to conclude and to get their promotion.

Assuming Sasami made captain. Which, while knowing next to nothing about the young man, Inari Abe figured he had about a 50/50 chance at getting it. It was hard to picture anyone defeating a captain, other than another captain; but since this Sasami person was being considered he was surely in that general power range. And from there, combat was a bit of a crap shoot really. Especially with the abilities each Zampakuto could have. Then again, the skill to outfight a strong ability was just a likely outcome at this level of power.

So like was mentioned earlier, the outcome was really a crap shoot. Though Inari was really crossing his figures. He rather liked he position as 3rd seat, but Inari rarely likely settle for anything less than being himself. And he knew that he had the power and skill to be a 2nd seat. Problem is, unless there is unexpected death, retirement, or betrayal; the likely hood of a seat opening up in the next couple centuries was highly unlikely. Death was rare among the Captain and their assistant class, traditionally speak. Recent history has shown them to be less than invincible as once thought, but even then all the captains (besides the vile betrayers) had lived. The same goes for the Assistants. They were second to the powerful captains for a reason after all. And most of them had at least as centuries worth of experience working beneath their captain. So unless someone retired or died it was always unlikely for an equally qualified person to be given a position. It had to be taken in most cases. As Kyoraku did now.

Inari wasn't really they type to take anyways. If he was to take a squad seat he'd want it to be in the 11th, as he loved fighting just about as much as anyone else in that squad did, though perhaps was a little more refined on a general level. Their were two big problems there though, 1) his Shinkai was in NO WAY physical, and 2) He wasn't sure he could manage to take the seat from the girl who had been under Kenpachi Zaraki's wing since she was a baby.

So this was his best shot in getting a 2nd seat in the next couple of centuries. Prodigy verses prodigy. Such claims were often over rated, which is why Hitsugaya clearly didn't go all out from the beginning and underestimated his foe. Which, while totally shocked by the swiftness and decisiveness of the victory, was perfectly all right with Inari. A 2nd seat he would be then. In the new 14th squad; The 'Hollow Guard' as the rumor mill had been calling them. After all, they would be stationed within Hecu Mundo itself.

Sweet Dreams! Rescue the DreamWeavers

By a quarter past 3 do you mean in the morning or afternoon?

Sweet Dreams! Rescue the DreamWeavers

Okay, I think I understand them well enough ( still will probable wait on you to make a CS for one of them before I do, just so I understand where you are going with this )

Side note, sorry for my lack of activity, been kind of swamped lately. I'll try to have my first post up sometime tomorrow, if not by then than surely by Monday.