Meeting of the Vaizards, (all Vizards are expected to attend)

The Vizard Mansion, was a very humble adobe, with a simple eight floors and a rather plain elegant marble floor. The simple building, and the inhabitants do use the word simple very lightly, is equipped with a training yard and small underground cavern made of Sekkiseki, the spirit reducing stone. With in such a dull place it was common to find one such as the Vizard’s leader Kenta, loafing around, in a overly bored manner.

But today the young looking dark haired boy, was bored, not due to the fact that had nothing to do in the large house that he had obtained for an overly generous benefactor, the act of giving the money was benevolent despite the fact that Kenta had simply bullied it out of a powerful quincy who was having a very good day, as he lived to tell the tale. The pale haired boy sighed a long yet calm sigh as if he was waiting for someone to appear and amuse him, which he was waiting for someone, well rather a couple people. The fact that it took so long for a message to be delivered to eight people amazed Kenta to a soul society and beyond, this means it was pretty amazing as Kenta never stepped foot in Soul society whether it was arrancar infested or not.


The Vizard ran his hand across the long marble railing, that ran along side the oversized marble stair case, that ran through all the main floors in a twisting fashion, and to top it all off the stairs had an equally long maroon rug that stared at the bottom floor and ran trough every inch of the inside of the large house, it was amazing what a quincy’s money could do. After pacing for awhile, up and down the main stair case between the second and first floor, Kenta situated himself in a relaxed position, in front of the main railing, his blue coat was made him easily spot able as it contrasted with the white decorative marble that was everywhere.


The young Vizard ran his finger through his black hair as he murmured something about everyone being overran hour late for a meeting, the head Vizard had called the meeting on short notice. It was important as it involved the next step for the life of the Vizard, who no matter how carefree they seemed, were all training for the moment they all had to go to war. At this moment the Vizard’s that looked about nineteen, biggest worry was that everyone would too excited about the possibly in entering the upcoming war, all of the members of the mansion seemed to love fighting way too much, Kenta included. Though this was mainly an assumption as it had been quite a while since he had seem some of them, it was a very big house. And so Kenta, the golden eyed black haired Vizard wait for all the other members of the mansion to appear and join him in a discussion that would effect their future.

(sorry for the over eccentric post.)

He would walk casually into the room with his hands behind his head and a grin on his face. He had a reasonably happy look to him and didn't look like he was ready to change that fact. He had bluish black hair that went down to his shoulders, his hair being straight and smooth, curving up at his shoulders. He had his zanpaktou hanging on his belt. He wore a suit but wore it completly casual. He had the shirt undone and no tie around his neck and a black dress coat over his white button up that was unbuttoned. You could see a white tanktop under that. He wore dress shoes with the shoe laces actually tied but the shoes themselves had an unusually casual look to them. His eyes were a ocean blue and anyone who looked into them, would see the exact color of the ocean. His face was smooth and his posture was that of someone that was very laid back.

He walked in and looked at the man with a cheerful tone. So, whats up boss? He held firm on the carefree look as he continued to have his hands behind his head, grinning wildly.

"Ughh...Now what"

The sleepy and undetermined Mizuken Hagi groaned as he sat up from his bed in his room. There was a somewhat loud knock at his door, which he knew that by laying around, wasn't going to just leave. Having only a pair of baggy, black sweat pants and a pair of black houseshoes on his feet, he slowly made his way to the door. He slowly opened it to see who was outside his door, but no one was there. As he turned back to enter his room, he noticed a note on his door. He picked it up and read it to himself. He threw it on the ground as he made his way back into his room and plopped down onto his bed.

"A meeting now....ughh how troublesome"

Mizuken slowly got up from his bed and went over to his closet to find some clothes to put on. He found one of his all white muscle shirts and put it on. Then instead of looking for a different pair of pants and shoes he decided that he was good enough looking for no attention to be brought to himself. The lazy and sleepy Vizard then made his way out of his room to head downstairs.

Slowly walking down the stairs, Mizuken could be heard murmuring something about how he was in the middle of a good dream. It was peaceful and rain and all these other things that he enjoyed and by the time he got down talking to himself he was in the room with the other Vizards. Mizuken made his way over to the long couch and laid down on it. He rolled over so that he could see his leader and then he said;

"You arranged a very important meeting during my nap....I didn't enjoy that too much"

Tame flashed steped behind the couch and Mizuken. Tame then kicked him off the couch. He jumped on it and layed down with his eyes closed. " Your an Arragant brat dont ever lay on my couch i brought this in here for myself. " Tame said in a deep low voice as he seem to be a sleep but he was very much lisening to everything going on around him. " So who we waiting on is it that one girl keep forgeting her name. " Tame says in a deep calm voice.

((Sorry for the Auto hit)

He would look at the other parties in the meeting now. He sighed as there was still not everyone here. He slipped his hands in his pockets and yawned. This is getting boring again. Where is the lazy ass that hasn't showed up yet? He made a face and sighed again.

"Ughh...", he said as he lazily rolled off the couch, avoiding the kick.

Mizuken then lazily sat up on the floor. He at first was going to respond to the man's actions, but decided that he was simply not in the mood. He then got up and walked to the other side of the room and sat on another couch. He rolled over and looked at the other people in the room and then looked up at the ceiling, wondering what the meeting would be about.

Konata flashsteped on the floor infront of them all, she was bowed down on the floor on her flat hands, "I-im sorry im late!!!" She said with a loud voice, she wore her normal outfit, black school shirt opend at the top a bit that was outlined red, a greyish skirt with a black line design on them, tall black stockings and brown shoes, her hair was straight down, some of it on the floor from bowing down. She had her Zanpakuto shiefd across her back instead of her waist this time.

Konata quickly got up and walked over to the couch, she sat down next to where Tamekaze was laying down and waited, before she sat she re-positioned her zanpakuto so it was straight up her side and she wasnt leaning agenst it.

He would sigh and walk over to a wall. He turned around and leaned onto the wall, crossing his arms. He closed his eyes and let his head fall down alittle showing that he was bored.

Mizuken tossed and turned on the couch he decided to lay on, trying to get comfortable, but it was futile. As he couldn't get comfortable, he sat up and looked at all the Vizards in the room. A young leader, a female, a meanie-in-the-making (Tame), a lazy guy (Mizu), and that guy with his head down (Hinin). A somewhat disappointed look came across his face as he thought to himself;

"We are definately a force to be reckoned with"

As he finished thinking a smirk came across his face. He continued to wonder when the meeting would start though

Revy began to show signs of boredom as well, she flipped her Zanpakuto around in the air for a bit then placed it next to her, she slouched down a bit in the couch sinking into it

After watching the excitement from his fellow Vizard, Kenta pushed his back against the wall as if he wanted to disappear, Why did the most peculiar souls in soul society, have to the only other beings like him? Running his hands through his black hair that cast a dark shadow over his Face, Kenta sighed, like a teenager would towards their parents on a good, except today he was basically the parent. A job he could do without, maybe he could slip out unnoticed let, Tamekaze takeover, appear latter and look like a confused leader. No he had to do this, or die trying, at this moment the second seemed more likely.

Allowing a cool smile to grow on his face, that most would classify as a sarcastic smirk, Kenta step forward in a relaxed motion. With a gentle motion, the room quickly filled with a reiatsu that was closer to a hollow than anyone would have expected, Kenta considered his a gift form his hollow side, a greater attention drawer and works well at your ex-girl friends wedding. So much running. This is all hypothetical, supposedly. “key lesson, don’t date quincies” the word broke loose from Kenta’s mouth without warning, if the Reiatsu didn’t draw the others attention that must of.


“okay,..” Kenta relaxed his muscles and signaled for Tamekaze to come up so that they could begin the meeting. The first thing to do was make sure he knew who was who and everyone knew who he was. With a quick snap of his wrist, Kenta looked around the room and pointed to Tamekaze, “Tame please introduce yourself, name and rank, we will go in a clock wise circle.” This worked well for Kenta as he was in the end. In truth Kenta wanted to see how quickly the order fell apart, if it came together.

Tamekaze sighned as Konata kept moving around on his couch as he tryed to sleep. " Would you please stay still or just get off my couch i love to sleep here you know." Tame then looked up as Kenta begin to speak. " You son of a bitch Kenta i trying to sleep and you want me to introduce myself. " Tame said in a calm annoyed voice. " Aw. I am Tamekaze Zaraki the Vice captain of the Elites, I am the most laziest Elite here and when i dont get my sleep i become the most grumpiest Elite. " Tame said in a calm but pissed off voice. Tame then sat up with his left leg behind the girl and the right on the floor. Tame then looked around the room with his emerald eyes. " One more thing, Unless its important like Arrancars, Espada, or shinigami attacking the city or our Mansion or you are the Head Leader of the Elite Vizards. DO NOT, I REPEAT DO NOT WAKE ME FROM MY SLEEP!" Tame says as he lays down again falling back to sleep, but still is able to hear and feel everything going on around him. " Your turn Konata." Tame said as he still was sleep.

(((Posting Order: Kenta, Tamekaze , Konata , Hinin , and Mizuken)))

Konata stood up and bowed down, "My name is Konata Suika, i am the Tenshi Hakushoku, second seat of the high court" She said outloud, after she finished, she sat back down being sure to be extra still to not disturb Tamekaze.

Tyson walked into the room and rubbed his eyes. "Why do all the meetings take place so late again?" he asked sleepily. With a laugh he sat down and forced himself to stay awake. "So what's this about, I need sleep... and keep your guards up people! There could be an attack at any time!" he said. He loved to note when people were off guard.

He honestly didn't care if he disturbed the man trying to sleep. He looked up from his boredem then sighed. Hinin Twilian demon of the high court. What seat is that again? He had forgot the actual rank or seat that he was in. He really didn't care about rank or any of that shit. Man this is a bore He said in a whisper almost. He opened his eyes now and looked around.

Seeing that it was his turn, Mizuken propped himself up onto his elbow. He had been eyeing the guy across from him, Tamekaze he believed his name was, ever since he said that he was the laziest.

"Not if you caught an attitude like that", he thought to himself as he then began to look at the others in the room.

He had to think for a second because he had kinda forgot what his rank was in the group. He knew that it was somewhat high, but wasn't that high. He sighed heavily and laid back down on the couch staring up at the ceiling. Casually he began to speak;

"Ughh... if I remember correctly I'm 3rd Seat Elite, 1st Seat High Court Demon, Mizuken Hagi.", he then sighed and kept staring at the ceiling.

After nearly ever one had introduced themselves, Kenta stepped forward, to people were missing, well in the end they would get the short end of the stick, a horrible duty, such as stealing food for the mansion, as fun as this may have sound, it was not fun. No ever liked to help the quincies with target practice, as they already had generally good aim, and a Vizard was somewhat noticeable, hollow scent and all. Gazing through the crowd, which didn’t seem to get along, Kenta began to step forward, “Kenta, or Talis” His voice contained a powerful ringing essence that basically proved how much amusement he was getting from his allies, that is if they could work together. “Daioni, if you don’t you what that is, … you can test it.” The glare that came out of the Vizard’s golden eyes, was more of a challenge than a definition of power.


Acting as if he had said a simple greeting, the dark Haired boy, continued talking, “Arrancar, Shinigami and Us.” This was a basic opening statement, he had plans but so did everyone else, Kenta had decided to pretend to be diplomatic, even though he truly thought every thing had already been planned out. Running his hands through his dark hair once again, it was an annoying habit, Ketna resumed talking, “What do you, my friends…” This word can out so reluctantly that Kenta almost began to choke on it, but he mustered it out, in a quickly bubbly sort of fashion.

“believe what we should do about them, as they may soon come knocking on are door.” Personally Kenta would have liked to kill anyone that came with in ten feet of him, but that would have placed the nineteen year old looking boy at the mercy of what every pranksters resided above all of the worlds. Kenta gazed in all directions, his face still held his relaxed expression, he felt like a parent. A parent that had been sucked into adopting disorderly kids, but it seemed that no one had realized his full position in the mansion.

(sorry for all the short posts, there not much to say..yet.)

Tame continued to sleep. " I dont care as long as it doesn involve .... Me" Tame said mumbleing in his sleep. Tame was fast a sleep but heard everything going on and was dreaming about something interesting. " Hello ladies." Tame said in his head looking at Rebecca and Yuuna. As he gripped his sides in his sleep.

(((Short i Know shut up)))

Konata leaned up straight while sitting, "I think it would be more worth it to help the Shinigami..the Arrancar could turn on us at eny moment considering mostly all of us are former Shinigami and could be a great threat to them aswell" She said, she often stoped talking to take a breath then continued again

Suddenly, and I do mean completely out of the blue, a figure burst into the room where the vaizards had been meeting. Kazuki, the least trusting and cooperative of the elites fell into the room, his overcoat half on and his hair messy on one side. When he stood he finished putting on his over coat and smoothed down his bangs. Smiling at everyone in the room, he bowed apologetically. However, when he rose to speak there was no apology in his demeanor. "I'm late, yeah, slept in. What'd I miss?" He asked calmly.


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Tyson forgot to introduce himself. He stepped forward, "Uh... I'm Tyson... yeah, the mistitled Yellow Angel of the Middle Court or something..." He became quiet and nearly fell asleep. Until a war was mentioned, "Am I dreaming? Or do you just say we're going to war?" he said with a grin.

Kenta, Gently placed a legged sweep in the direction of the late Viazard, who’s name he did not know.
“ but if the Yes if the Shingami Win, we become the threat” This was working well in Kenta’s favor as he would now propose his plan as it would work for the Vizards and only the Vizards, not allowing either side to become freeloaders. “Perhaps, we should create our own side and help the losing side.” This would sound ridiculous, at first, but it helped the Vizards to remain their own race.

“if, there are no objections, I will soon create teams,” Kenta really did not want objections as this would even get the Vizards the money that they deeply need. “perhaps we can even gain food through, this little game” Kenta, waved a hand allowing those who wished to leave, that they now could and those that wished to argue that they now could. With one act they could truly be free, freedom a thing that he truly desired.


(you may exit now, or help and change the plan. Sorry for the short post, wanted to end this)

Mizuken rolled off the couch and sat back on the couch with his hands on his knees. He ignored the Late Vizard (Kazuki) and the New Guy (Tyson). He listened as the Leader spoke once more, but this just did not settle with him. He directed his gaze towards his fellow Elites as he had something on his mind. He then finally looked back up at the Leader. Throughout the entire meeting, Mizuken had slowly been getting annoyed and agitated by the noise and voices of everyone as well as the daydream-like nightmares he was having. As the topic began to speak on who they should help, it was clear to Mizuken who they should help...no one. He took on a tone he had never used since leaving Soul Society and began to speak;

"Look Mr. leader Guy, I hate to not be a team player and everything, but in my opinion...we shouldn't help anybody, but ourselves. My reasoning for that is because the Shinigamis tossed us and tried to kill us first chance they got and why should we help those wrecked Arrancars when they are the reason why, I'll speak for myself on this one, but turned me into what I am today. Yeah now I'm somewhat cool with it, but at first it was a living Hell, so anyway it goes...I'm not helping either side. I will however defend myself and probably....well a few of you all.

After speaking his mind, Mizuken calmed down some and looked at his fellow Vizard wondering how they would react to his speach. Would they agree or disagree. Then it hit him, he didn't care what any of them had to say. He was only there for a safe place and to increase his strength so when the time came for him to fight his battles, he would be able to defend himself better than what he used to.