A New Age For The Division 11 - ENTER IBIKI KENPACHI: CAPTAIN OF SQUAD 11

Tsubasa was known for strategy he pulled off in an instant, so people were skeptical of him. He exhaled a light breath, people knew he wasn't one for all the fancy talk Tsubasa was a man whom let action speak for him. But just this once he would let is words reach them, the fact was the two knew well enough that this couldn't continue. This feud between Squads had to end, 12, 4, and 11 had to get along now. His eyes of crimson looked at the people slowly on his waist was his Zanpakutō. "I came to put aside these feuds of the past.." Tsubasa knew well enough that these people knew what he spoke of, during the previous Captain's era's. The squads didn't work well, the core was the 12th, 11th, and of course the 4th. These three squads seemed to just not co-exist well at all. Tsubasa had done this to make his message clear, that was gone and he wouldn't just surpass Yamamoto in his strength, but he would surpass him as a being of his own strength. He was going to fix the matters that the previous Head Captain could not, Tsubasa wasn't claiming to be the new nor anything else. But if the Gotei 13 needed a symbol of strength to get behind he would be it. That he could do, he used the War to prove just how fierce of a warrior he was. However now was time to make himself known as something else, to show his prowess in the time of peace. "We are now in a temporary peace, this is the hard part...what we do now shapes our future as the Thirteen Court Guard, we must make the most of it...I hate talking it's something that many know.." Tsubasa paused now, only speaking in short things as the people absorbed the words he spoke. The 11th Division was an interesting bunch, with his sword skills he could of been put here had he given up his kido skills.

" I've come to welcome you to the fold, but also...to tell you, when you are ready we must begin the War of Peace..." Ibiki was a sharp woman she perhaps knew what he meant. Fighting wars was the easy part compared to peace, people got idle and they would lose their strength due to it. Many Captain were the same, they let the time of peace go to there head and it caused some problems that they didn't have a method out of. Tsubasa had invented training equipment for the 11th Division of a special nature. It was designed with special purposes but looked like regular kendo sticks. But that was something for a later day, Ibiki he knew well enough from the first meeting would understand just how important this would be. "I sent the message, the Gotei 13 is still strong, what we do now decides how the message goes forward." Tsubasa said finally, he basically in the long term came to tell Ibiki the truly challenge was coming. That now they were leaderless yes, but they were strong enough to get by without one. But what's more they had delivered a message in the war, one that was hardly easy to misunderstand. They now had to pick what they would do that the message was sent, Tsubasa was a swordsman by all rights. Even respected by some here some could argue, he looked towards the First Division. That place would be the place the meeting would happen soon, he'd changed since the war but he was still. To put the words correctly hard to understand, something mysterious was indeed around Tsubasa Unabara and very few if anyone would ever truly understand how his mind worked in the long term of things. The Demon Eyes merely stared to the distance waiting for the response from the new Captain.

As a gentle breeze blew by the two hardened Captains, Ibiki calmly gazed into Tsubasa's eyes as if she were reading him like a book. Carefully calculating, taking in everything and coming to her own conclusions to find peace of mind amongst those who call themselves leaders of the Gotei 13 and iconic symbols of the Soul Society as a whole. Speaking reduric of feuds, hate and history; she took in the nature of hostility between those who grouped themselves with the likes of 12th Division and those who associated with the 11th Division.

Nodding her head around sentiments of peace, she knew that in this time of great war, of immense danger, such simplistic squabbles of differences amongst one of another could not be tolerated. Not when the fate of their world and the living realm were hanging on the shoulders of all those who took the banter of protecting humans, spirits and any other soul whom the Thirteen Court Squads deem saveable. So barring these heavy thoughts in mind, these tensions would be the first issue Captain Ibiki would resolve in her time.

"I can agree to this much in my duration as Captain Of Squad 11: I will put an end to any sort of feuding occurring between our two divisions. I could slash the tension with my bare hands, so I understand there is much to be done in this aspect. In the sake of balance, for the promise of peace and towards the hope of strength; we honestly haven't much time to dwell on such...idiotic...manners that transpired in our organizations deep rooted past. There isn't anything a single soul can do about events that took place in the past, but we can learn, adapt and evolve from the mistakes we've made as a people in history and use it to make our future that much brighter. I know my ideals, my speeches, my way and my values may deem bizarre coming from someone who is nothing more than the leader of a bunch of people who desire to crush everything within their path through brute strength, but I feel with the right direction, we can easily re-establish ourselves in the eyes of the Gotei 13, The Soul Society and allies alike. That's my vow as a Captain and how I wish to lead."

Now taking a soft sigh to exhale old breath and let in new air, Ibiki moved her amber hair away from upon her face and continued to listen on about the events that transpired in the depths of The Australian War. It was only a matter of time before the likes of the organizations and fighters on Earth would move towards a grand thing such as World War Four. Tensions were high, unrest was rampant and the amount of superpowers on each side was ever going. It's been rumored, it's been debated, it's been talked about for so many years AND finally, to all those who pay tribute to the events that have transpired on Earth over the past two centuries, the fans of war have ignited once more and a war like no other will soon follow. It brought uneasiness to Ibiki, but she knew they were going to have to be strong for the storm that was coming and made it all the more clear to harden the resolve of herself, her men and all those within the depths of the Gotei 13.

"Aye, it's quite the honorable to have war for peace, but like with all things it will come back to a War For Disorder soon enough. It's a horrid cycle we spin around in, but one we fight none the less. I'll join you in arms within this battle for balance, peace and order. However, what exactly DO you have plan to step forward? We've established what we represent, we've shown our power and we know what direction to take the first step towards....but what ARE we going to take in forms of tangible action?" To an extent, she was quite somber-minded when uttering these words and objective thoughts towards the likes of Tsubasa. Morale boost, pep-talks and beautiful ideals being exchanged were indeed good things, yet there comes a point where more concrete action needs to take place and something far more practical must be put in place in order to achieve these goals that they all so desire. Rubbing her chin, Ibiki then started to think of her own game plan for the likes of the Division 11 Company. After all, she'd be quite the hypocrite to talk of objective action, but not do it herself. To lead, like she stated so many times before, one guide others through action and she herself would start this chain reaction to begin within the heart of the Gotei 13 to bring it back to life.

"It's why for the likes my Squad, I plan to start recruiting more powerful members. I'm going to scout for the finest warriors, the most hardened combatants and seek them to join my side in this conflict we are in. Our numbers may have dwindled down, but with a little effort, we can easily mend them back up to par. Once there, I'll train the most gifted ones personally myself and go on to mold them into honorable Shinigami for the Gotei 13 to have on our side and show them all what the likes of Division Eleven can do when under the helm of a competent leader." Now tightening her fist with pure excitement, a rather confident smirk came into view across the Menacing Devil Girl's cheeks as she felt more assured in what she needed to do. No longer were there any unknowns in her path, but clear roads to take and the operations that were required to get there.

"And I know to lead...I must take the first movement and start this surge of revolution with my own actions. Which is why I intend to show my face more as a Captain of Squad 11 on the battlefield. To know that we have a strong leader, someone capable of great potential and a figurehead can go a long way towards establishing ourselves, becoming a beacon of hope and attracting more people into our beautiful circle of life."

Releasing another soft sigh, Ibiki would then fold her arms and take a glance over at Tsubasa with a gentle smile. "So tell me, from all of what I've spoken to you about today, what EXACTLY is your OBJECTIVE plan of action to get these dreams of yours materialized? We've got the resources, we've got the manpower: but not the plan which will take us there."

With that, she'd let the silence of the land takeover and observe what the male would do next in light of her question towards him.

Tsubasa listened to her speech of her plan, taking in the details. It would work, specially here for those whom were under her. Ibiki seemed like a good fit, Tsubasa still remained the Enigma the nickname never given to the man whom was hard to read and follow for anyone. Simply looking into his eyes showed people that they knew less about him then they could imagine. His strategy at Gold Coast had been clear cut from the beginning, setting up the field to be only enemy bases within the area was a clever idea, but he had an answer of his own. One that wasn't neither made before nor something most people could come to the conclusion of. Tsubasa smiled faintly perhaps rarity in itself was to see him smile, he looked up at the skies for a moment. Exhaling a breath as he did seem to think on her question, what would he do next? That was simple and the answer was something that most would not expect, their was no set path. No set step for this place to become whole. But Tsubasa wouldn't use his strength for anything less then making this place known for what it once was. He looked at her, a fire lit in those eyes something that few had seen in years. A determination this place hadn't seen in centuries, perhaps even longer. His eyes burned with a blood lust but something beneath it, perhaps Ibiki was one of the few whom could see what lay beneath the blood thirsty warrior Tsubasa Unabara. That would be her measure as a Captain of Eleventh Division, she was going to be the fangs now of the Gotei 13. The beast was nearly ready for what would come, but something else needed his attention. Tsubasa was gifted enough he could very well teach those whom wished to learn. But he wasn't fit for that role either, Tsubasa was something else.

"The time for action is coming..I'll make this place whole again, my actions my motives everything..is set on that path..I will do it and surpass him.." Tsubasa wouldn't use words to sway her, she would simply watch his actions as would the others. He would prove himself better and show that he could surpass Yamamoto with everything he had, even if it took him a long time. He would do this task, he would become greater then the greatest here. For the purpose of proving that he was a great warrior? No that wasn't it, those who looked into his eyes would see it. Fierce determination, someone you couldn't argue with. Action would speak louder then words, arguing about pointless things proved nothing. If one were to look at Tsubasa's action everything was about making the Gotei 13 whole once again. If one looked at his actions thus far, the clearest thing was he was close to doing it. Tsubasa fought the war for them as the only Captain to appear as Nis had come and left. Two Captains showed up with him, they were getting closer.

Tsubasa didn't speak much but he knew that some people here wondered whom he would surpass. "Geryusai Shiekuni Yamamoto, I will surpass him." He let the shock fall on those whom wanted to, Tsubasa wasn't a loud mouth or the type to say things that he didn't mean. So this fact would ring clear as well, he was a man of his word. What would he do, whatever was needed to make this place strong. First a problem that needed to be settled in the World of the Living. He'd go and meet the Yuudeshi and talk to them. It was time the Gotei 13 started pulling it's weight. This had been a one sided alliance, Tsubasa was set and fire burned within him. The Unabara Clan that would come with him to the end result, whatever it may be would be much the same. Tsubasa kept his smile, he wondered what Ibiki thought of his way. Their were no words for what he wanted, only actions would fix this place. Carefully laid plans were for politicians and those whom believed they could change the world with words. Tsubasa Unabara wasn't a man of words, but the world of action. The assassin had grown leaps and bounds since the battle of Australia. Tsubasa believed firmly that he'd do this or die in the process, death wasn't an option he wouldn't accept it. His growth had come far, both mentally and strength. Whatever he needed to do, whatever the task was to bring the Gotei 13 back to their power of Yamamoto and further beyond. That would be the path, but he would do it in his own way. Tsubasa Unabara, the Murderer of the Zaraki District. The man whom had been reputed to kill as many people as clouds held the sky. But he seemed to of changed since he first arrived. His personality had only grown, people were drawn to him more now then they used to be. Even Nis hadn't expected this much change, in five hundred years Tsubasa hadn't grown or moved forward.

His path was now settled and things were clear, he would bare the weight on his shoulders of making this place whole, whatever the enemy, whatever the foe. Tsubasa would fight and he would show them that their is only one path left, his eyes were set for what he needed to do. He'd been known to be one of the people to have Shikokai and shown as one of the strongest Shinigami of this era clearly. But his personality and things such as this made him truly the Enigma of the Gotei 13. He waited for her to speak, approval was doubtful but it mattered not. His goal was clear, his intentions clear. The time for talk was done, actions would speak a thousand times more clear then anything else, the Iramasha, The Vizards, and The Beast of Karakura. Visits would be brought to them by the man known as the Demon Eyes Unabara. Tsubasa's declaration of his intentions of his path was now known. Ibiki had decided to go with him on this road ahead. He wouldn't just meet with this one, the other Captains as well. Nis knew his friend's intentions.

Though a meeting was soon, he would just wait and let them see his resolve and his intentions and make his declaration once more. This would happen one way or another, after the war this was the option that showed itself as the most available to him. Though some could argue Tsubasa wasn't cut out for the role of a political figure, his nature made him unfit for it. But the truth was, Tsubasa was intelligent enough to be someone to call their allies forth for something larger then what most would expect. Previously when he first arrived, Tsubasa walked straight through the Iramasha compound to their own meeting. This fact was something clear, he was an Enigma but this one had made his intentions known. Why, for what reason did he make this his path? Those questions were meaningless, reasons and such were not the thing that drove him forward. Reasons were a crutch of the weak at times and the fact was. Tsubasa had found his resolve long lost, this was simply what he wanted.

No pretty tie around it, Tsubasa Unabara desired the Gotei 13 to be whole and stronger then even when it first formed. His eyes remained on Ibiki's the answer she brought next would perhaps be the last bit of dialogue between the Enigma and Devil Girl. The tension was thick as silence overtook the place once more, he stood still but strong and resolved his intentions clear and whatever came next would be what it would be.

It wasn't long when Neviah Clixx-Kimura, Legacy of the Memory Rosaries and a Rosary herself, was given the title of Captain within the 10th Division. It was actually not so long ago to the fact the young lady still doesn't even have a Vice-Captain. She was given the 10th Division Captain slot for reasons of her growing strength since she re-appeared from the Phoenix and somehow attained memories of her family within her. She not only had growing power allowing her to finally become applicable towards captain class, but it was suspected by Central 46 that Neviah might someday become the heir to her father's legacy to the Gotei, allowing her to become just as much an asset as he was before he terminated his service. Neviah has very big shoes to fill, as the new 10th Division Captain and she wasn't sure she was ready, but with Unohana no longer within the Gotei, Neviah saw no other reason to just sit as the 4th Vice-Captain, so the 10th seemed like a good opportunity to grow.

This day was new to Neviah, as she was also told of another Female Captain outside of Tiamat from the 4th Division and Neviah wanted to meet her. What made things better was that she was the Captain of the 11th Division, the combative Squad of the Gotei, and this made it good for Neviah to find a sparring partner when it came to her hand to hand exercises. Not only that, but with reports of the war going on in Austrailia in the Living World, Neviah’s job was affairs of the Living World and she needed some insight. She wasn't really kept in the loop of what was going down on earth, and Neviah suspected it was due to her being a new Captain and not fully entrusted to her position before being capable to hold sensitive information. Not that it was that sensitive anyways, everyone knew all about the battles taking place. Some of the Gotei are even there currently, including some of the Gotei’s allies, and a rumor of Neviah’s aunt being spotted there as well.

Walking into the Captains barracks while wearing her new full body white Captain Hiori, completely opposite of what her father had worn centuries ago when he used to be the 2nd Division Captain and Omnitsukido General. Her Father’s was tied to his arms while he continued to wear his Shinigami top open chested, as he preferred the open feel of his attire. Neviah on the other hand, had a different style of Hiori. Hers went from the mid of her neck and had no sleeves. The front was buttoned together down to her waist, then opened up and extended to her ankles. Her Shinigami pants were on below the Hiori, breaking traditional Captain appearances.Her Hiori didn't represent a vest like attire, but instead like a well fitted white dress with her 10th Squad insignia on the back. She liked this style much more, as it reminded her well of the 4th Division Medical coats, and helped her feel like home with it.

She took careful and quiet steps as to not alert anyone of her presence, as well as to avoid any potential males that she could potentially come across. Neviah was a tad uncomfortable being in the 11th Division, as in the past she has had a few run-ins with them, as well as she was attacked by a group of them when she was younger. The scary part of that wasn't nearly killing them all, but was instead trying to explain to the previous 11th Division Captain why a lowly 4th Division member nearly killed a group of 11th Division seated members. She was so scared back in that time, that Unohana and Ceon together had to defend her from the potential repercussions. Neviah’s punishment back in that day was treating the men she nearly killed, but while she did her job to the best of her ability, the men never dared come near her again. Either way, the 11th Division was scary, and she wasn't so sure this was a good idea…

Finally coming within the room that Ibiki and Tsubasa was in, Neviah didn't notice Tsubasa as she stepped in. Her white hair going half down her back as she gracefully entered with a smile facing in Ibiki’s direction. She spoke at a very soft and graceful tone, with the slight pink blush in her cheeks. Her smell was of summer tulips freshly blooming. Reason for this, is her Foster Mother Unohana loved to collect and wear various scents and fragrances, and Neviah somehow adopted her Foster Mothers collection after she left the 4th Division. For some reason, today felt like the right day to wear the floral scents from the collection she’s inherited.

”G-Good day Ibiki-chan, do y--”

Just as Neviah was preparing to finish her statement to Captain Ibiki, Neviah turned her head to catch sight of Captain Tsubasa, and a male in that matter. She froze as if she was a goat whose life was at risk and she had to hold perfectly still in which to not become the prey to the ever elusive male species. Slowly, sweat began to border around her forehead and hairline as her heart rate began to pick up and her hands began to shake.

Slowly, Neviah took one step after another, eyes focused and fixed on Tsubasa as she tried to take a step back into the hallway in which to evade her contact with the male, all till she managed to clumsily trip on her own feet and fall backwards. A short yet loud yelp escaped Neviah’s mouth as she tumbled backwards and landed on her bottom and backside against the parallel wall. She closed her eyes and rubbed her head, trying to regain focus of what just happened, but she was too focused on the pain she just introduced to herself from stumbling backwards.

”Owww…”

Neviah, while strong and brilliant, had a short attention span and what was worse, was her apparent phobia with the male gender. This made it difficult for her to communicate with other Captains, and with Neviah attaining the Captain position, she hasn't had problems getting comfortable within her Squadron, but she has been unable to meet other captains, let alone even have a Captains meeting with her own Squadron due to her shyness of the others, and the fear of the male gender…

All this, brings fine definition to "First World Soul Society Problems"...

Staring intently at Tsubasa as he spoke, Ibiki was aware that their meeting and the words they conversed in this very setting would go on to break the mold and shape up history for many years to come as their ambitions united into one driving force to rebirth and pump life back into the Gotei 13. In her mind? This may be ego speaking on her behalf, but the Squad 11 Captain honestly believed that if the two of them were to continue their goals and objectives for the coming year -- perhaps they very well may bring a revolution the likes of the Thirteen Court Squad has not seen for many centuries; not sense the days where Ichigo was still a Shinigami representative. Hence, with those intense thoughts in mind, The Menacing Devil Girl could only have a huge grin appear across her face when The Fellow Captain mentioned he had the desire to surpass the likes of the Late Geryusai Shiekuni Yamamoto in terms of power; a series of actions that indeed brought quite the challenging task to reach that level of power.

"So it seems the two of us have quite the grand visions for the Gotei 13 over the coming year, no? It'll be exciting to see if you can actually manifest that dream into reality through your will. As, afterall, it's the only thing us Shinigami have at this point. We have to keep fighting, we have to keep our heads held up high and we have to have the inner strength within our hearts and minds in order to overcome the obstacles we now face. Therefore, I want you to make a deal with me here and now: no matter what occurs from this point onward, let's not let either of us fail in our endeavours to reach these objectives we have in mind. It would be quite a shame if anything befell the two of us if we were to fail in achieving our intentions. I can see it in your eyes, ever since that battle in Golden Coast, you've changed and I believe you do have the power vested inside of you not just spiritually, but mentally to change the way things have been going with the Gotei 13. We just need to physically act now while the iron is hot."

It is with all of these strong-willed and genuine words that the tension which was once brought upon the fellow Captains and Squads were dispelled in quite the instant. If the two of them had anything to say about it? The bickering between their fellow divisions would stop, and instead they would use that hostility as a means of fuel to give back on their enemies. This wasn't a time to divide themselves, no, it was a time to unite themselves against the forces that threatened to tear apart the very fabric of what the Soul Society stands for. So in this motion Ibiki would add another cementing as her first acting decision as Captain:


"And so, from this point onward, I intend to have the hatred among our brethren in Squad 11 and Squad 12 come to an end. If anyone within either of these divisions has an issue with this ruling, they can feel free to take it up with me in the ring to settle our disputes through our fist. This isn't the time to be having civil war, this is the moment in history where we make our stand and use the challenges that stand against us as motivation to become stronger and ascend above the situation. These may be big words and massive ideals for a Kenpachi, but I'm ready to break the tradition, shatter the mold and redefine what makes the Gotei 13 what it is today. Times have changed, old ways die and it's time to lead the new generation of Shinigami towards a better tomorrow. That much I can guarantee from our unification."

Finishing her statements of bold intentions towards the likes of Tsubasa, Ibiki took a moment to turn to her side as she could sense a familiar presence coming into the vicinity. Although she had never met the the Division Four Captain, The Menacing Devil had certainly felt her spiritual energy throughout the likes of the Seireitei and was knowledgeable enough with it through her keen detection skills as a Zero Division Rank Shinigami in terms of power to anticipate her arrival. So as she leaned against the wall with a coy smile, the Squad 11 Captain seemed to be more than amused at her entrance into the little gathering as she didn't believe yet another fellow commander in arms would make themselves known.

"Oh, so you must be that other newly promoted Captain I've heard about: Neviah Clixx, eh? It's a pleasure to make ya aqui--" However, before Ibiki could fully finish her dialogue with the poor girl, she noticed that Neviah began to have a mental breakdown of sorts after locking eyes with Tsubasa. This caused a puzzled expression to come across the Captain's face as Ibiki didn't understand why she was so gravely afraid of the fellow. "Oh come now, he may look scary, but the guy is nothing more than a teddy bear on the inside. There are horror stories of everyone and ya' can't judge someone until you've actually talked to them face to face. Here, you look like you could use a drink of sorts to calm your nerves and get things sorted out: let me serve you a tall one as you are going to need something to loosen your muscles, straighten out that anxiety and stop being such a nervous wreck. I haven't seen anything like you in awhile and it's honestly quite the comical thing to pay witness to, Neviah."

Having said that, Ibiki started to have the chains around her Zanpakutō begin to move until a purple gorge known as "Sake Sutorīmu" was seen coming into Ibiki's hand. This was a rather fun functioning part of her Zanpakutō that allowed her to have nearly an infinite amount of sweet alcoholic, inebriated booze for as long as she had sufficient spiritual energy to maintain this ability of Oni-Kyosei. Using her spiritual energy to drag a small cup over to their vicinity, she wasted no time pouring it's vast contents into the sup before promptly handing it to Neviah to consume. "Here, drink up." She said before taking a swift glance at Tsubasa and having yet another skittish grin come into view across her lips.

"And here, why don't you have a drink as well so we can all bond through the power of hootch as fellow allies in arms!" Lifting her arms in the air in a celebratory fashion, Ibiki's face turned a faint red as she got very...flourished when around liquor. Using her energy once again to attract two more cups, she made one glass for Tsubasa to take before eventually crafting one for herself and taking a long heavy guzzle from it; before deciding to ultimately drink it straight from the tip. When finished drinking nearly a half gallon of her specialized cocktail, she let out a satisfied sigh before having a relaxed facial expression and warping her arms around the two of them.

"So, Neviah, tell me and Tsu-chan here why a come out here to visit us. I promise he won't kill ya....maybe bite ya...but he WON'T kill ya."

Changed, that was a term that couldn't of been more true. Tsubasa showed he did have kindness in his heart, the rumors made him out to be a man whom would slaughter anyone who came. His strength was something that had been proven, spiritual and mentally. Tsubasa had decided to lift a burden on his shoulder, being asked to promise something. Tsubasa had only made on promise so far in his life to an enemy. This time it was to a friend, someone he could create a connection with perhaps. Tsubasa didn't have many people whom could understand what went on in his mind. He was an enigma after all, such things were the way it was meant to be. "You have my word." Tsubasa wasn't the type to break a promise as he showed in the war. Something big was coming though, far larger then the likes of anyone knew. The trappings of the old ways would die where they belonged, it was time for the generation to stop hiding in the shadow of the past. Tsubasa's actions brought light to those whom didn't see it, hope wasn't lost as Damien had said. No it was something right there, but not one Captain had bothered to seize. Tsubasa did what he believed they were supposed to do. Seizing the hope, creating the future for balance and stability for the Gotei 13. Surpassing Yamamoto was something he didn't know why he wanted to do it. Just that he would do it, regardless of what it meant. The fact was it was something he felt he needed to do, perhaps because it brought about balance for the world here. Perhaps because it would show the other Captains they represented the future not the past. Being greater then the past was their duty, not to wallow in it and drown in the past.

His eyes stared at Neviah, his nature was such that while he wasn't a people person he remained. He nodded, his squad knew not to cause problems. Now hers did as well, this bickering had them divided and caused problems. But this was the way things needed to be, his eyes thought for a moment. Perhaps when the met next instead of having all thirteen of them gather in a single place. Perhaps it would be better to divide them. To let Captains with age and experience rule a meeting, help each one settle their own way. Connecting each meeting with hell butterflies and using messages to keep one another informed of the progression of where things were, yes it could work. He took the cup readied for him, his crimson orbs looked off now. He drank a good amount before smirking slightly. Something rare, Tsubasa's mind often had such things. He was teaching a young Shinigami the art of sword play, he did look forward to seeing how it turned out in the long run of things. Tsubasa's methods were strange but extremely effective, many had called him the next genius of the blade.

Soon he would be summoned, the war was over and much was coming to it's final conclusion. Tsubasa's fate was uncertain to some degree, he rushed out to the war. To make a point even some of his people had asked what his fate would be, it was hard to decided. Tsubasa had seized the hope and future for them, grabbing it giving it back to the Gotei 13. He didn't have much help, his friend arrived only for a moment and left. Tsubasa did it alone till Ibiki came, the Gotei 13 had two shoulders of which they seized hope on. It wasn't something lost or even forgotten. No hope was here now, the people and men showed it. Though mummers about Captain Unabara's fate did seem to go through this Division was well, Ibiki was safe for she was simply going to bring him back on paper. He on the other hand leaped right into the fray and fought like a demon. He did several acts during the war, his actions were questionable in some ways.

But what of he, himself he didn't care what came next. Judgement of his actions was simply balance being restored, this was the way it went. Would they put limits on him? Perhaps imprison him, maybe put him through the process of doing tons of paper work. It wasn't a problem, balance was the key element. His eyes watched them, he would fight for them. Do what they maybe couldn't reach for the hope perhaps they couldn't seize. Show them where it lay and seize it, Ibiki had a bright future and as did Neviah even if she was nervous. He was used to that reaction but the reaction of his Division being concerned even this one, well it was a different feeling. Tsubasa wasn't concerned or worried about whatever came of it, he acted and with actions come reactions. It was the way the world worked, his eyes stared on with simple burning fire. Ibiki was right and he promised, so whatever the outcome he would see this thing through. No matter what came of it, till his sword and he could fight no longer. He would drink from his beverage every once and a while merely observing quietly.

As Neviah was rubbing her head and trying to return to her state of mind, Ibiki began to speak to her about matters concerning her not understanding why she was so afraid of Tsubasa. It’s not that she was afraid of Tsubasa, it was more that Neviah had a deathly fear of the Male gender. SInce she was a child, her father Ceon Clixx-Kimura would keep her away from males, and for some reason with her time in the Academy and as a 4th Division member, the boys she would study with would disappear and end up in the hospital. Due to this development experience, it developed a phobia to Neviah, making her afraid to see, talk, and be around any male gender, aside her father. She would conquer that fear when a male was brought into the 4th for healing or medical needs, and even the children weren’t a problem, but males her age were the worst, and Neviah just couldn’t even bring herself to be in the same room as one. For all they know, she is so dull, she could believe she’d be pregnant from just looking at Tsubasa, even though she is MORE than educated on the subject of procreation. Either way, Neviah is one interesting girl, and for her to be captain is surely one mess in itself.

When Neviah re-opened her eyes to see Ibiki once again, a small saucer with alcohol was given to her. Neviah is no drinker, as she never really has been properly introduced to alcohol yet. She’s seen her Mother and Father drink sake plenty of times, and her father even enjoyed this thing called Vodka that he’d get from his one Russian friend from time to time. But never has Neviah even tried alcohol. Ibiki explained that this was a wonderful to become acquainted with one another, but with Tsubasa, Neviah was still very uncomfortable. She just wanted to speak with Ibiki for a moment just so she can then depart herself and not have to worry about dealing with Tsubasa, but she didn’t know how to re-enter the conversation now that she’s made a fool of herself. All that could be heard from Neviah were small murmurs as she fumbled for the words to say.

Neviah supposed she would be allowed to speak once she drank then. Seeing as she was informed to drink up, and the last thing she ever wants to do is be disrespectful. Neviah neared the chalice to her lips, to take in the scent of the intoxicating liquid. It’s smell was distinct, and unique. It smelled like the rubbing alcohol that Neviah would use to disinfect open wounds, but at the same time it also had a sweet smell attached to it that would attract faint traces of various fruits. It was drawing Neviah in, and she really wanted to take the jump, and see what the talk of Alcohol was all about anyways.

Tilting the saucer up as it met her lips, she took in the liquid as it burned its way down her throat and entered her core. She brought the cup down a bit as she tried to take in what she just consumed, as it had a curious flavor. Not only that, but for some reason, it felt hot to taste and a weird burning in the back of her throat. What was that all about, and how does it do that? As she looked at the cup, she noticed her vision slowly becoming blurry. Her stomach was feeling weird, and her skin felt numb. It only took 10 seconds before the effects of the alcohol took effect on Neviah and claimed her to the world of a drunk. Being the extreme lightweight she is, she was now in the world of bad decisions and regret ahead.

Neviah’s face was all blushed as her mouth was a tad hung open. She couldn’t hold still while sitting and was rocking back and forth gently. Ibiki turned and asked Neviah why she was there, but honestly, Neviah couldn’t remember. She was there to discuss the events of Australia and their interactions with the Living Realms, since as 10th Division Captain that is her job, as to negotiate with allied factions and whatnot, but due to the effects of the Alcohol, thinking was no longer part of Neviah. Her half open eyes just looked at Ibiki, lost for words as she now tried to stand. Neviah got to her feet, but not without a few slips. Finally standing, she stumbled as she made her way closer and closer to Ibiki. She was now face to face with Ibiki, her flushed red expression and half conscious look obviously displayed she was drunk after just one drink of the 11th Division Captain’s drink.

”Ibiki-chan…. You have horns…”

Neviah reached up, and was now touching the 11th Captains horns, as it reminded Neviah of her first friend when she entered the 4th Division, Konomi. Konomi was the first real friend of Neviah’s and she was cherished so much before her disappearance. The 8th Division never told Neviah what happened to her, but they did tell her to imagine the worst. It was assumed she was dead, but nothing was confirmed to the Soul Society on their former 4th Division 3rd Seated member. Neviah was gently caressing the horns before she paused and turned to look at Tsubasa. Normally, Neviah would have shrieked and ran, but instead she just gave him a blank look as the intoxication was feeding Neviah terrible ideas.

Neviah released herself from Ibiki, and moved towards Tsubasa. Now to most, it would look like Neviah was just doing some drunken stumble on her way over, but to the keen eye, they would have instead picked up on Neviah’s movements, realizing they were actually the techniques of the Drunken Master. A combat technique that intoxicates the fighter, and has them perform many fluid and damaging strikes with a higher pain tolerance, and moves that no normal fighter can perform. As Neviah reached Tsubasa’s standing point, she got within 2 inches of his face, getting on her tip toes to stand almost as tall as him, and look him dead in the eyes. She was taking in his facial features, as she has never been those close to a boy before, and not be so afraid. She took a moment before she spoke…

Neviah was never taught those techniques, and they were never recorded as the Omnitsukido 4th Squad, teachers of most hand to hand arts, never had record of Neviah learning this technique. Also, it’d be difficult for a girl who has never had alcohol in her life to suddenly perform the techniques of the Drunken Master. How did Neviah attain these abilities, was from the Memories of her Father she obtained from their rebirth. Most of the fighting techniques that her Father had learned were transferred into Neviah, making her ascend the path of the Monk. It’s just a happy coincidence that she gets finally show off something she’s learned.

”... You… You’re kinda cute…”

Spoiler:

Just as Neviah said that, her right hand came over to gently touch his chest. It only made contact for a split second though, as not a moment later, Neviah fell backwards and landed flat on her back. She didn’t feel any pain as she looked completely unaffected by the fall. A small giggle escaped Neviah’s lips as a drunken smile now crept across her face, looking over towards Ibiki with an upside down perspective…

”Ibiki-chan… You’re cute too!”

Neviah said it with no stutters, and with a fluid female tone. It’s as if alcohol cures her phobia and shyness. Who would think that a grown woman needed some booze to break out of her shell?