[Settling in]
In the late afternoon of the Soul Society, word had been spread about the new captain of the 11th Division. Rumors, and only rumors mind you, also have been heard that this new captain's power match or even exceeded the late Captain Kenpachi. The residence of both the Rukon and Seireitei could only imagine him as a mammoth of a person, a large blade on his back and a bloodlust to rival Aizen's. Little did one of the privates of the 4th Division know that she had met this new captain, and he certainly did not live up to the rumors.
He walked with a calm yet demanding presence, his braided crimson hair swished back and forth with every step as he approached a group of tightly knit privates, conversing and laughing amongst themselves.
The red haired stranger taps on one of their shoulders, a young woman with curled honey blonde hair.
Private: Can't you see I'm having a con..(she turns to see the stranger, the setting sun shining on his face and making his hair glow, his blank white teeth glowed behind his small smile)..ver...I mean...can I help you?
???: Very much so, if you could direct me to where the 11th Division building is located.
(The private blushed a little and pulled back one of her golden curls behind her ear, trying hard not to make eye contact)
Private: Yes, I can. (Nervously, she turned from him to look down the building's alleyways) If you go down this way, you just have to past three, go up tw-
???: I'm very sorry, miss, but I'm horrible with directions. Would you be so kind as to lead me there?
(she turned toward her friends, most of which were women, and as they conversed, they continusly nodded and tried to shoo her away, then she turned , her hands folded at her waist and bowed)
Private: Of course, follow me.
(They walked on through the Seireitei, carrying on a conversation, topics of which revolved around the captains and current events. Time and time again, the private's new charge would tell a joke, and time and time again, she would laugh. They soon stopped outside the rice paper door of the 11th Division house. He turned to her and bowed.)
???: I thank you miss, without your help, I most likely would have been lost for years.
(Her face went red and started to pet her hair in nervousness)
Private: You're..welcome. It was my pleasure.
(He went to open the door and before he took it in his hand...)
Private: Wait!...Before you go...may I ask your name?
(As he turned his head, his red bangs opened his face up like curtains, his smile wide.)
???: Ezretha. Ezretha Isishio.
(He rolled the door open and was meeted by several Shinigami, on their knees and bowing their heads)
11th Division Shinigami: Welcome, Captain Isishio!!!
(He closed the door, leaving the private standing their shocked)
In the late afternoon of the Soul Society, word had been spread about the new captain of the 11th Division. Rumors, and only rumors mind you, also have been heard that this new captain's power match or even exceeded the late Captain Kenpachi. The residence of both the Rukon and Seireitei could only imagine him as a mammoth of a person, a large blade on his back and a bloodlust to rival Aizen's. Little did one of the privates of the 4th Division know that she had met this new captain, and he certainly did not live up to the rumors.
He walked with a calm yet demanding presence, his braided crimson hair swished back and forth with every step as he approached a group of tightly knit privates, conversing and laughing amongst themselves.
The red haired stranger taps on one of their shoulders, a young woman with curled honey blonde hair.
Private: Can't you see I'm having a con..(she turns to see the stranger, the setting sun shining on his face and making his hair glow, his blank white teeth glowed behind his small smile)..ver...I mean...can I help you?
???: Very much so, if you could direct me to where the 11th Division building is located.
(The private blushed a little and pulled back one of her golden curls behind her ear, trying hard not to make eye contact)
Private: Yes, I can. (Nervously, she turned from him to look down the building's alleyways) If you go down this way, you just have to past three, go up tw-
???: I'm very sorry, miss, but I'm horrible with directions. Would you be so kind as to lead me there?
(she turned toward her friends, most of which were women, and as they conversed, they continusly nodded and tried to shoo her away, then she turned , her hands folded at her waist and bowed)
Private: Of course, follow me.
(They walked on through the Seireitei, carrying on a conversation, topics of which revolved around the captains and current events. Time and time again, the private's new charge would tell a joke, and time and time again, she would laugh. They soon stopped outside the rice paper door of the 11th Division house. He turned to her and bowed.)
???: I thank you miss, without your help, I most likely would have been lost for years.
(Her face went red and started to pet her hair in nervousness)
Private: You're..welcome. It was my pleasure.
(He went to open the door and before he took it in his hand...)
Private: Wait!...Before you go...may I ask your name?
(As he turned his head, his red bangs opened his face up like curtains, his smile wide.)
???: Ezretha. Ezretha Isishio.
(He rolled the door open and was meeted by several Shinigami, on their knees and bowing their heads)
11th Division Shinigami: Welcome, Captain Isishio!!!
(He closed the door, leaving the private standing their shocked)