Picking up the Peices

Hakudoshi was wandering around the remaining parts of Soul Society. Looking at the destroied buildings, and he obviously knew they needed to be rebuilt. Souls were coming in from the World of the Living, and they have no proper place to live in Soul Society. Damn the Arrancar, taking the land that is theirs, and leaving it in ruins! They would pay greatly for this, ALL OF THEM! And Hakudoshi would play a great role in helping the Shinigami defeat the Arrancar - it was up to him to invent things to help defeat them. He would serve his purpose no matter what happened!

Hakudoshi laid down on the groud, to relax. Looking up at the sky, and looking around him. A Hell Butterfly was coming towards him...and that could mean only one thing. The Captain Commander had made a meeting. Hakudoshi sighed outloud, and got up, and strapped his Zanpakutou to his waist. He surely didnt want to go to the meeting, though he knew he had to, no matter what he wanted. He quickly got himself ready and wiped the dirt from his clothes. He was thinking about the Arrancar and Vizards as he set off for the First Division Barracks.

~later~

Hakudoshi arrived at the barracks, and followed the Commander's pressure to the room where they would apparently meet. He gave her a quick smile, and took a seat. He chose not to use a chair, and instead sat on his own lazy ass. [color=green]Hello Commander. Lovely day isnt it? Soul Society is looking ... Beautiful...[color] Hakudoshi said in a sad sarcastic tone. He had bowed to her while sitting, and it looked rather awkward. He opened his mouth, as to speak once again, but decided not to. He gave another quick smile, as he rose from his seat, and walked over to her.

It's apparent there's a meeting, Commander. And remember, Captain...i'll do whatever i can t help get us out of this hole. Hakudoshi said in a sad manner, sitting back on the floor, awaiting the other Captains.

Null Abarada was in a suspensful dream as he lied asleep in his room. The dream was not exactly normal for him, but this dream would not be normal for alot of people either. On top of the fact that the dream was weird, Null rarely ever had dreams. His dream consisted of Null lyeing down on a dark platform, surrounded in darkness he began to sweat. All of a sudden out of the darkness emerged tons upon tons of hell butterflies swarming towards him. Null awoke out of the akward dream his eyelids opening with haste he looked downwards towards his nose to gaze apon a hell butterfly resting apon his nose and slwly opening and closing it's wings. Null scared off the butterfly as he wiped away his sweat from his glstening forehead. He knew the meaning of the butterfly, and he knew he had to be quick on getting to the meating held by the commanding captain. He did not want to show his lack of responsibilty, time wise. He stood up getting dressed up with a black robes tightly fastened by a white sash, corresponding with the white trim of his robe. He walked over to his room mirror as he looked at two small vases both holding one single rose. But the one on the left held a red rose, and the right contained a black rose. Grabbing both he snugly fit them in his top left chest pocket. Null tightly put on his bamboo slippers. As he began his journey he closed his door, and left.


Finnally arriving the area of the soul society where the meeting was being held. He continued walking towards the area in which the energy was streaming out of. Null set his focus on that area as he began to think of his purpose, he knew that the arrancar would not seize there actions, and it was Null would help the division in the demise of the Arrancars. Null finnally arrived at the meeting, noticing his captain commander, and also seeing the man taking his seat on the floor. Null nodded as a greeting towards the man, and smiled as he kneeled before the captain commander slipping the red rose from his pocket and extended his hand towards the blue eyed lady. Hoping she would take it he placed it apon her lap, and also taking his seat on the floor across from the man.

"How are you today"

Null said with a firm voice directing it towards the man, and lady both, as he awaited there response and the appearance of the other captains.

Ichisake has just finished up healing her last patient's lost limb,and checked the time,she needed to attend the Captains meeting and fast. She sighed,so many soul reapers have been injured from the war and there where many medical requests sent out into the battle field to patch up the wounded shinigami,most perished but not in vain. But it was now over for now, so she felt a little bit better about this fact. She adjusted her shinigami kimono and unrolled her sleeves,while brushing off her 4th division captains robe as she left the operating room. She hoped that the resting patients would get along with the rest of her medical ranked seat officers and the medical shinigami wouldn't try anything rash.

Few minutes later she entered the captain's quarters to find that the Captain Commander and some other Captains sitting. With a soft,yet expressionless face she entered the room."Hello Captain Commander and everyone else, most sincere apologies if i'm late." She said politely in a soft tone while taking her seat and waited in silence while watching her Captain Commander and the other fellow Captains. She blushed a bit the silence in the room made her a bit uncomfortable,yet she fought down the blush and waited for the others to arrive while brushing away the black bangs that hung over her gentle golden eyes. She has finished healing the injured shinigami and hoped to return to her duties soon but for now,she must wait. She hoped that the others would hurry, yet what the Captain commander had to say must be important so it would be worth listening to. She wondered what the discussion would be about...

Takeo was walking through the needless halls of the Sieretei. The meeting wasn't hard to find but somehow Takeo had lost track of time, which wasn't really hard to understand since he had a relatively small attention span. However, what could you do everyone was different and surely not perfect. Takeo was not a Captain too long, actually he had just been approved as a Captain of the Gotei thirteen. But, there wasn't much to do besides the paperwork and Takeo had much free time to explore the Seiretei. Those were one of his hobbies or ways to kill time. He would just explore the enormous building when he wouldn't sleep. Takeo could easily remember the largest part of it, and what he didn't remember Sabaku no ou would, although he would just send Takeo off to a wrong direction. Takeo knew his Zanpakuto for a long time and his foul nature and twisted spirit was something Takeo had to learn to figure out, the same was about the lying and deceiving, but Takeo would soon have enough of it, and he would just ignore it. Of course Sabaku no ou wouldn't like it, but that and many other things would have to be forgotten and forgiven for the sake of working together with each other.

Take was on his way to the meeting. He came across some interesting Shinigamis but he didn't even care to take a closer look at them. He had remembered the way all to the point he was at now. Takeo stopped at a point where the hallway crossed. He had three options, but Sabaku no ou was giving Takeo a hard time to remember the Seireteis layout with his remarks and attempts to make Takeo go astray. Takeo not knowing where to go had to ask Sabaku no ou for the way. He didn't like the thought about it, but no other option was at Takeos disposal. "Where to now?" Takeo asked in a dark voice and with an emotionless expression on his face. "Ooooh! Did you forget the way?" Sabaku started to laugh in a rude manner. "And what will you do if I don't tell you?" Sabaku slowly appeared as a shadow behind Takeo. He slowly stepped two steps to the front, so he would stand in the middle of the crossing hallway with a smirk on his face. "You don't know the way either, right?" Takeo said as he closed his eyes trying to ignore Sabaku. "Bastard! Of course I know the way! My sense of direction isn't as crappy as yours, ya know!" Sabaku no ou started to yell shaking his fist violently through the air. "It's that way." Sabaku no ou calmed down and pointed at the way to Takeos right. Takeo opened his eyes and looked at the way. "That way?" Takeo asked and Sabako shook his head. "So that means I have to go that way." Takeo pointed his index finger at the opposite side. "What!? Bastard!" Sabaku turned into sand and fell down on the ground in front of Takeo. A seemingly invisible breeze blew across the hallways and the sand flew away leaving only a few sand corns behind.

Takeo was walking slowly and he slowly went closer to the door. Behind the door Captains were holding a meeting. Takeo knocked and walked in the room. He slightly bowed to the other Captains and spoke to the Shinigami's in the room. "I greet you. I excuse myself for taking so much time. I will take my seat now." Takeo went to his chair and sat down. He looked at the other Captains waiting for the meeting to begin, if he hadn't already missed anything important.

[[My post WILL be a fail]]

Ayano appeared through the massive gates that lead shinigami to the human world. She had just been on a mission alone, scouting the valley of screams which had been discovered several hundred years ago but mostly left alone. The grizzly rumours her division had received were true, and because of this Ayano would be appearing home with a few gifts and a dirt-covered body. She thought back to the fight she had previously partaken in, so fresh in her mind. Ayano hated combat really, which is why despite her zanapakuto's obvious compatibility with the Eleventh Division, she had chosen to be transferred and eventually lead the fifth. The Eleventh fought for the sake of blood, the Fifth fought only when necessary, and only to protect. As she entered the realm she swore to protect one of the most annoying things her kind had invented appeared before her; a hell butterfly.

"How the fuck do you find us so fast?" She grumbled to the butterfly, as she waved it off. She knew exactly what it meant, and she didn't feel like listening to it repeat the message to her. Stumbling forward a bit, she grasped the tattered cloth in one had, the tangled mess of hair in the other, and started off toward the First Division Barracks where the meeting would be held. Several minutes and a few awed stares from passer-by later, and she was in the entrance to the barracks. Following the entrance further, the crimson haired Captain moved through the weaving halls of the building, following the sensation of a group of extremely powerful beings. This would be the Captain's meeting, of this she had no doubt. After all, there were no other beings in the Soul Society that could amass that amount of spiritual pressure just by standing or sitting in the same room with each other.

As she neared the meeting room, she saw no others approach. Great..Just bloody freakin' great, I'm late aren't I? She thought to herself, irritated. Just another thing she didn't need today was the Captain Commander scolding her for her tardiness. Come to think of it, Ayano couldn't rightly remember who the new Captain Commander was. So many had been popping in and only over the last thousand or so years that she had stopped caring to remember their names. Hopefully this one would last just a little bit longer. As she pondered the possible length of the newest CC's rule, she entered the room, stumbling through the doorway with one arm against the wooden frame to hold her up. As she spoke, she would toss the head of her enemy into the room, allowing it to roll and bounce forward, no blood flowing from its dried wound any longer.

"Sorry if I'm late, I had business to attend to." She mumbled as she stumbled forward, plopping down on the ground where she would sit by the other captains, not even bothering to take a chair. In her hands was clasped the other thing she had brought, the skin marking her deceased victim as the Primera Espada, a grizzly thing to prove; this meant something far more troubling than some Arrancar taking a stroll.

The room was quiet but yet noisy, filled with the world of many people, many faces; all of them were familiar to the young woman, but relatively alien to her light pink eye’s as she slowly scanned each face. The daily had been diverged from the intended plan, but either way it was a point for the young girl to relax her scorn, and allow the division to pick up the slack, to the strict mind of one such figure, slack there was. The butterfly, flew slowly but gracefully ot the center of the room, it’s blackened body gleaming in an un early fashion as it returned to it’s master, the leader of all shinigami, soon the insect of hell faded into a puff of sparkling black spiritual flame.

After the display of rather simplistic proportions had faded, away the escorted one, descended upon the meeting room; head held high, eye’s watching each movement, long and strangely purple hair sitting calmly upon her head as it flowed down towards the back area. Her face was serene but stern; a look of disappointment upon the seemly neutral expression, hard pink eye’s faded into soft pupils as the captain moved towards her location among the others of her class. Yes this was Mira Shihoin, a jewel among the second division, and their operations, one that was known for her skill but not her ever so pleasant deposition, in fact seeing such a thing in the captain was considered absolutely absurd; perhaps even considered a joke among the more daring, and even the wise of the gotei thirteen. Mira, had worked her way slowly through the crowd of captains, not addressing them formally, rather waiting for the meeting to ensue and lall to made clear, as something was very apparent to the young and rather new captain.

Relaxing her tense shoulders against her spot along the wall on the far, side of the room Mira, closely watched each face, not looking at the physical features but yet that of tenseness and the threat of each figure that basically boxed her into a small room, (which to her held a substantial amount of space, rather expectantly at that.). The figures them self’s seemed to be calm though a few had a rather shady look to them, (She believed one of them, the only other female among the regular captains, to be called Ayano Kuraimasu). Of all the meeting the thing of them all that was truly discerning was the young looking female who had in fact called the meeting to place. Mira could not place her, she definitely was not the Commader that they had all followed a few weeks ago. The youths expression harden as she considered the circumstances, as above all else on question stood her mind, what had happened to Reaper, the man who she had followed for most of her time as a shinigami. Hopefully all would be answered, in good time as the meeting drew and opening.

(Short, and rather crappy, I apologize.)

Hakudoshi looks at the Captain Commander, and quickly asks, Captain, if there are more Captains, we cannot continue to wait. We must begin.

OOC: Sort of a LETS GET GOING post, thats why it was small.

Captain Rentai gazed over all the other Captains, as an idea lit inside of his head. a glorious one it was, and one that was true and one that they couldnt take the risk of. He could hold his tongue for now, and give it a bit more thought. Standing up, he prepared his voice, and prepared his mind.

Ahem... was the noise which came out Hakudoshi's throat as he cleared it of anything unwanted. First, it is clear that the damage on our beloved Soul Society is major, as we can see. Rukongai isnt the best-looking, nor are the barracks, as well as all around. I believe our main focus for the time being is working together to repair all our Districts of Rukongai. The more pleasent this place is, the more it can house the souls of the dead, and the easier it'd be to recruit souls into the Spiritual Arts Academy, as we need seated members, Vice Captains and such. With that brings up the Arrancar. Possibly we can have a certain division keep tabs in the World of the Living and Hueco Mundo to look out for Faction Arrancar or Rogue Arrancar? It'd be logical in my opinion - and while they are surveying the terrain, other Division members will be at work repairing Rukongai and later all of Soul Society. Once our Soul Society is prepared, we can work on gathering forces to cleanse the dimensions of the obviously-hated Arrancar. Those, my Captain, are my thoughts on my matter. Perfect as they are clearly not, it is what i feel must be done in the order in which i have stated. Hakudoshi said, bowing as he took a seat.

[[Everyone, post. We need to get move along right now.]]

Ichisake's eyes looked lost in thought as she listened to the suggestion that Hakudoshi said,she thought about the extreme damage to the Rukongai homes and that the squads needed more recruits and especially for her own squad considering that there will need to be more healers since many members of squads have been killed and injured,there where still many more injured soul reapers filled up in the hospital rooms.And what else,Hueco Mundo could have survivors that wish to restore their numbers as well and if that happens again more shinigami will be injured. A flicker of sadness crossed her eyes then disappeared.She smiled a bit,"In my opinion, i think that's not a bad suggestion,what has been explained makes sense.We have indeed lost many of our numbers and the Rukongai homes and more recruits should be our first priority, we need to increase our numbers and i promise that my squad will do every thing we can do to patch up the survivors as quickly as possible. and as for sending out a squad to keep tabs on Hueco Mundo and the world of the living isn't at all a bad idea, because who knows what could happen if we take away our attention from the arrancars? There is certaintley a huge chance that there could be more arrancars out there gathering up.And if there are we need to be prepared, but that of course is just my own opinionof course." she paused and waited for the response of the other captains.