So a Lion Hawk and an Ox meet in a division... [Tento | Ojo ]

Crack. Pop. Pop. Pop. The light sound of Tento's joints being popped as the newly appointed 10th seated officer of the energetic 4th division made his way toward the 5th division stealth barracks. Tento felt his body finally mostly fresh and good to go after the many spars with his squad mates. Many of which wanted to see the mettle of one of the new faces of their division that had gradually made his way up the ranks. A few curious, a few just wanted a good fight, others wanting to check if he was worthy of his seat. All accepted in the end. All succeeded.

But boy did they make him work! Especially that group fight with their Captain. The new leader was sure to test them and test them did she. It was a thrill as much as it was far ting and gave Tento plenty to think about improving.

But that was no here and there. And as he reached the front of the 5th division he had one thing in mind. Building comradery!! "Hello!?", he called out waiting to see who could or would answer.

Comradery isn't an essential requirement for the 2nd Division, their line of work usually sending them on soloistic assignments. However, an ability to at least work together when the time calls is still worthwhile. Unfortunately for the man visiting from the Fourth Division, he will not find anyone coming to greet his outburst immediately. Many recognize the signs of his Division and some would rather avoid the man than confront him, knowing the Fourth's tendency for outrageous combat. 

"Mmm~ Tento Zefa, is it? It is, isn't it?" 

Well, all but one it seems. Everyone would rather let the man come and go, except this woman. Though, Tento would probably see nothing as he turned to look initially, almost missing the womanly voice that said his name. It'd probably take only a second to actually look down and notice the extremely short pinked haired woman with horns protruding from her head. Her expression, curious, she eyed him up.

"It's rare to have the Fourth visit. What brings you here of all places?" 

After Tento bellowed his greeting out to the 5th division. He waited. Hands relaxed by his side as one does. Time ticked away as no one came. No one gave a verbal response. Heck, no one seemed to even be making eye contact with him. A sad thing to see.

As he began to wonder if he should just walk further in and grab someone to talk to. When he heard a voice speak up. One calling his name. Unexpecting his name to be called out but happy to finally have someone from the 5th division to speak to that he quickly turned in the general direction of the voice! All to see nothing. "hmm?", he said in winder before looking side to side. Then turning around, and then back again. At the second coming of the voice was when he looked down. His eyes spotting a wonderfully…ahem. Well endowed and shaped woman. With….a horn? Well what was this!? Such a thing he had never seen before in all of his life. AND SHE WAS SHORT AND THICK. BARELY OVER HIS WAIST!!!

A sigh came from his Zanpakuto spirit far before any more thoughts came to his mind. They are already imagining the ridiculous reactions Tento could come to with this time. Behave…was all he got though. A sharp, short and yet kind warning.

"Ah, hello madam", Tento said with a deep bow. "I hope you and your division are doing well on this day. With the latest events. I wanted to see how each division is doing and if any aid is needed".

"Your efforts should probably be taken to the Seventh if I am to be honest. With the chaos on Earth, they are surely in need of extra assistance."

Ojo simply laid it bare. Her division being focused on stealth assignments and solo missions, it is not a simple task to provide them assistance. Most, if not all, of what they do is confidential due to the nature of their work. Outside help is not something she could recommend, but she does find Tento's hospitable words something to adore at least. For that, she dropped a bit of her stern stance and gave him a soft smile. Bringing her hands together, her head tilted, curiosity glowing in her gaze.

"Is there anything else that I could assist you with?"

By all truth that was probably the truth. Going back to Eartg and helping the Seventh division was the most logical and good use of extra man power right now. Especially one from the 4th division, the fighting arms of the Gotei military force. However...

"True. At least normally. But I was recently deployed on earth and ah...suffered a lot there. So, I'm stuck here recovering physically and doing a 'mental break' ", Tento said with air quotes. "For a bit before I am cleared to go back into the hayem and chaos. Ugh...I hate waiting. People need my help, I can't direct people or watch anyone's back from here".

He sighed. "Either way. As you can imagine I got this pent up energy. So I'm just trying go around and help the other divisions even if its little. Do...something". He said providing a true and simple response to whsh Ojo said. With that in mind though, he really had no idea what each division would be doing in response to this. He knew their general duties and the sort. But, with the kido forces he just figured they would be in combat too and perhaps medical healing. Stealth missions and solo missions were far from his thought. I mean, how often solo missions were given in this situation anyway??

And so Tento scratched the back of his head in an apprehensive wonder. "Ah well. Of that is the case then I am not sure. Perhaps you can inform me if you know any divisions needed help? Beyond that, I was hoping to build rapport with the 5th division and learn. But I would imagine you all are much too busy".

"We are busy. All I can tell you is to question where the intel for your assignments come from."

Ojo made it rather clear there that the Stealth Force are doing plenty for the situation at hand. It is because of how they operate that leaves her in Soul Society. Too many operatives will simply clog a mission and leave openings for disfunction. Of course, they are trained to work together, but it is easier for them to not have to rely on one another.

"If you really need to find something to do, there are plenty in need of sparring partners. Keeping our men in tip top shape is never a bad thing."

Well that seemed to be a dead end. Everyo e busy etc etc, common thing to know and expect. That was a normal and turned up by five levels due to the situation in Africa. But something there did get a sharp spark in his mind. Question where the intel for his assignments come from huh??

What did she mean. Why? Who...

"Well. I suppose that is a good enough way to bond with my comrades. Training isn't ever bad either, will keep both of us fresh", Tento said with a nod, accepting the idea from Ojo. He would go around offering spars to all the divisions then!!!

"So miss. Do you know anyone in your division that would be up for a spar today?".

She didn't mean to give him something to think about that he's incapable of figuring out, but it's none of her business to explain things that are rather blatant. She's not a mind reader to even know he was tripped up by her words. Oh well. In any case, he's moved on to something else befitting his status. His ease at defaulting friendship and violence as being hand in hand is something only a fourth division member could do. She's never found fighting as a means to make friends, but she's greedy gal with a lot of selfish desires so...

"You're looking at her."

How could it be something he didn't think about! The person, the only one at least that was what be knew, that gave him missions was his Captain. Formerly Arkin and now Kanae. Maaaaybe, things passed down as general tasks from the 1st Division. Who else could influence the tasks put up for their forces to take on?

Ahhhh. Something to ponder about when there wasn't a hottie short stack before his eyes. His request was a plain one, aimed at giving her the chance to officially put herself up for a spar. If she had other ideas of individuals in her division that needed or up to spar then that would have just been a bonus. Either way, when she gave her response Tento would smile and give a light smile.

"Figured. Okay miss o...sorry. what is your name?", Tento said with a sheepish rub on the back of the head.

Ojo felt herself become bratty, obviously seeing the sudden discomfort the man felt for no real reason. Such prey behavior over a name made it too easy to shift from her serious demeanor to something Tento'd probably find alluring. It's sometimes fun to mess with people with the deceptive skills she's gained from the fifth. Smirking, she'd tilt her head and suddenly brandish her Zanpakuto, its blunt surface extending into Tento's gut to push the man back from his position. It'd not hurt, too much, and he'd see there's no damage to his person besides the dull pain that comes from a bat hitting you.

"You came here, so names will have to be earned after you've proven yourself, big boy~"

Her words a bit sultry, she winked as she began turned and began bouncing her way towards the training grounds. It'd be no good to fight here, but Tento better get ready to show her some of that Fourth energy. He's going to need it.