Post by Nankimdama, Suikamaru on Jun 10, 2014 14:45:17 GMT -5
00: THE HELL'S BELLSThe day was calm and the weather nice. The sun half-peaked over a bay of clouds, shining on half of Suikamaru’s body. His eyes were closed and the ciggerate in his mouth unlit. Today was a day he decided he would relax. Both hands behind his head and one leg crossed over another, the roof of one of the many buildings in the Juichibantai capital would be the tanning bed he needed.“Nankindama-Fukutaichou,” some messenger said.“Say one more word without leaving and I’ll break a finger,” Suikamaru replied.Today was not the day he would do work. That was day had passed a week ago. For the next month he would relax and enjoy the summer with hard liquor, slutty women, and poisoned mushrooms. Anyone who told him to do otherwise could go fuck themselves, eat his ass, or get a finger broken.“Nankindama-Fukutaichou, this is a message from Kenpachi-Taichou,” the messenger continued.Suikamaru sighed. He opened one eye and looked to the fat man standing over him. “Get the fuck out of my light and give me the cliffnotes.”The messenger gulped and took a step back. “At 0800 hours, the Kyuubantai detected an abnormal reiatsu in the Eastern Rukongai’s thirtenth district. The responding shinigami never . . .responded. Their reiatsus have disappeared, along with the squad sent after them to see what has happened.”“So why the fuck are we being told about this?” Suikamaru sighed again and sat up. He stretched his back, and the resounding pops told him that he had been lying down for too long regardless.“Well the second squad sent in was of fifty men, sir. We believe this to be a large force threat. The Kyuubantai has requested that the Kenpachi move in to exterminate whatever it is.”“Well that’s fucking stupid,” Suikamaru blazed. He jumped up and wheeled on the fat man before snatching his left hand. “Send us into a fucking trap to fight something unknown? Pussy ass ninth division.”Before the messenger could say another word, Suikamaru broke his middle finger and let go. The fat bastard howled and fell to his knees while holding his wrist. “Told you I’d break a finger,” Suikamaru callously said.Suikamaru never knocked. Instead he kicked the door open and stormed into Jingu’s office. “Yo, Taichou! What is this bullshit?”He slapped down the report sent to him on the Kenpachi’s desk. He was more than aware he would suffer for all of this later.“You plannin’ on walking into a goddamned murder box with me there, eh?”