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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:00 pm
The office is located in the center of the main Squad Six building. The captain is normally here, filling out the needed paperwork or possibly resting. If at any point in time a member of squad six needs something, they can come here and ask for help.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 5:33 am
A tall figure entered the room, his arms hidden behind his cloak. The cloak that shrouded the figures body was actually the hooded haori of the squad six captain, Oda Tsuruga. He had his haori custom made to fit him and only him. Beneath this hood was a golden mask, strange designs drawn on the surface. No one knew why he wore this mask, or why only the left eye had a hole for seeing. Oda approached his desk, reaching out to touch it with his left hand. As he did so his cloak was lifted and pushed to the side, revealing his arm, wrapped in bandages. The captain's entire body was surrounded in these bandages, another mystery that has yet to be figured out. As the cloak gently fell to the left, the captain's weapon came into view. The sheath was a dark purple color all around, along with a matching hilt. Something that was different was the gold guard that was in the middle of where the hilt and the sheath met. It seemed to form in the shape of what looked to be an "E". Oda talked with the spirit of his weapon quite often, even when others were in the room. He did not care much for what they thought of him. With a quick gentle stroke of the desk he began to circle it, coming to his large comfortable chair that he made himself. He bent his knees slightly as he positioned himself to sit, allowing his bottom to fall gently into the chair.
Oda knew that there was going to be a long day of meeting new people and preparing for the events ahead. He lifted both his hands, placing them on the table with an equal spread between them. He knew that with his abilities on the battlefield he would not have any trouble dealing with threats or enemies when those times came. His head slowly turned within the hood of his haori, his eye scanning over the office to get a good picture of exactly what he had to work with. It was nothing special, just like any other office. There were pictures of the squad one captain in a few places. A large book shelf on the west end wall, just right of the door. Probably the most interesting feature in his office was the desk, and himself. The desk, like his mask, was made of gold. Oda loved the color gold, he had a fascination with not only the color, but the way people reacted when they saw it. He had a special ability that went along with his obsession with gold. Because of this, he has now come to be called "The Golden Flash". From the stories he has heard about the witnesses to the fights Oda had been in, all they saw was a bright flash of gold before their comrades were slain. Oda's eye fell to his desk once more, reading over the notice that had been left their. With a long sigh Oda leaned back in his chair, his hands gently sliding across the desk before falling lightly in his lap. "Its going to be a long day." The words left his mouth in an almost sickly way, an added effect of all the bandages and from the small hole that was made for Oda's mouth. This made talking difficult in some ways. Oda tilted his head back, cslowly closing his eye as he drifted into a light sleep.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 7:49 pm
As Oda slowly opened his eyes he felt the presence of another, his vice captain to be exact. He slowly stood up, placing his hands on the arms of the chair in order to help give himself leverage as he stood. Once in the standing position, his image began to fade, using Shunpo to make his way to the training grounds where he would fight his vice captain and decide on what skills he would have to work on.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 4:15 pm
A message slid under the Captains door it read: "Captain Oda, we are sorry to inform you that your luitenent was captured yesterday. We are not sure of the cicumstances of this capture, but from the small information we have we know only that he allowed himself to be captured for a the 11th squad captain to go free along with his Lt. He is am POW at the moment." 1st responce squad, speed report.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 2:40 pm
Oda read the note carefully. From behind the cover of his mask he began to scowl, crushing the piece of paper in his fist. "Time to get serious." He said in a calm tone as he turned to the door, his cape following behind him as he left.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 4:32 pm
Oda appeared in a quick sliver of light. His hands were tucked away deep within his pockets.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 4:50 pm
Castiel was already waiting when Oda arrived. " I got faster since last time *grins*" Castiel sat down in one of the chairs. "You havent missed much, there was a big fight in Karakura Park. I went there and repaired it afterwards... hmm. Well from there I got my bankai, and mask. Then the 11th's captain and his Lt. got themselves in trouble and I sacrificed myself to let them escape. But they decided to get caught. So I had to fight my way out of Hueco Mundo with them. Barely survived that by the way! Umm... Oh! Alder of the 3rd squad betrayed us. I fought him and nearly killed him till the little punk learned how to open a garganta. I should have jsut jumped into bankai right away and slaughtered him in 3 moves. I think thats all really for shinigami stuff. The intel on the Espada has been slim though, all I know is that Michio, the self proclaimed 4th espada, died of his own folly. Then Centouri took his place and has recently dissappeared. Lolek is the Primera now from what I can tell also, he is the one with the fire and feather ressurection." Castiel took a deep breath.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 4:56 pm
"I see, well this could become troublesome." He said as he turned to a window, glancing out over his squads area as he pondered his next move. There was something bugging him, why is is it that the Espada have still not brought the fight to Soul Society? The society seemed to be in a bit of confusion, maybe even weak. This troubled his thoughts and plagued him with questions. "I am going to need to see where your power is at, Head to the training grounds, I will be their shortly." His tone was not its normal relaxed pitch, it seemed to be stressed, slightly elevated as he became serious.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 5:10 pm
With a bow he flash stepped out of the office.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 5:13 pm
Oda vanished, using shunpo to travel.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 10:32 pm
Tamahome Zokano Knoked steadly on the door. Then awaited for an respons
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:43 am
"Enter" Came a voice from the other end of the door.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 8:33 am
(( sorry ive been assined somewhere eals))
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