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Post by Urahara Daisuke on Dec 4, 2007 17:51:14 GMT -5
All throughout the Training Grounds, a lone figure was setting up various forms of artillery. This person was Captain Urahara Daisuke of Squad 14. He had brought out quite a hefty number of Gatling turrets, cannons, crossbows and all sorts of other equipment used by a multitude of various forces.
One by one these items of war were set around the center of the training facility, all scattered around. Some at close range, and others from far away. Every weapon was assembled so that it pointed towards the center. Anyone who did not know his motives would believe that Daisuke was insane...
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Post by Hyuuga Yamato on Dec 11, 2007 16:41:42 GMT -5
Yamato was walking into the Headquaters and seen his freind setting up weapons for training or at least that is what he thought it was. He did have a unfair advantage over other ninja since he was a tailed demon. He just watched and after awhile went Daisuke."Hey man,whats up?"
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Post by Urahara Daisuke on Dec 13, 2007 14:06:50 GMT -5
Daisuke looked up from his task, a mock look of severity on his face. "That's 'taichou' to you Yamato-san..." For an instant, Daisuke truly looked every inch like the stern-faced captain. But his features broke out into a kindly, solemn smile. Standing up, he began to stride forwards towards Yamato, but stopped and stood rigid. Attentively, he stood at attention and saluted formally to the distance. He muttered a small amount of words to Yamato, as a caution. "Stand at attention Yamato-san...the Commander's watching us..."
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Post by Hyuuga Yamato on Dec 16, 2007 10:35:37 GMT -5
He stood up again and suliuted Dai back"Yes sir Taichou."He than waited for the suluteto finnish. Trying to avoed Dai's eyes knowing he can not look into them with out laughing. He tryed to look around for the commander. Not seeing him.
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Post by Urahara Daisuke on Dec 20, 2007 9:53:41 GMT -5
It seemed they were standing rigid for hours. Daisuke was as perfectly stiff as a statue. This was the salute of a fully trained soldier. No signs of fidgeting, nervousness or tension. His breathing was slow and inconspicuous, not even letting the rise and fall of his chest visible. And then all of the sudden, his posture broke, and Daisuke was standing at ease. He let out a sigh and ran his hand through his hair. "...Took him long enough..." He looked at Yamato and laughed at his attempt to follow his lead. "It's over Yamato-san...you can put your arm down now. No need to salute to thin air..."
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Post by Daiko Mikomi on Jan 2, 2008 8:14:58 GMT -5
A young captain entered the area arms folded, looking around at the weapons and notice two people. An ANBU and a captain"Hey there Urahara-taicho, training I see?"Toshirou said with a smirk. Usually he hated the fact people belittled him because of his age. Toshirou, actually Hitsugaya-taicho, was still a captain and should be respected as such.
Glancing over to the other ANBU he asked firmly"He's your subordinate Urahara?"not always matching names an faces so he knew only those of importance, Captains and Vice Captains. Toshirou's thought for a minute, maybe he should train in his bankai also.
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Post by Kaelem Okayama on Jan 2, 2008 11:44:10 GMT -5
A young man sat up in a tree one leg propped up and the other hanging off the branch loosely. His brown locks of her hair covering part of his amber colored eyes as he watched everyone else chat. Grumbling, the captain of the 2nd ANBU Squad clearly wasn't doing his job at the moment. As to why, the members of his squad may have been strong capable ninja, but they were clearly getting on his nerves due to the laziness they seemed to acquire. In Kaelem's eyes they seemed to be lacking on what it means to be apart of the ANBU. He shook his head softly and leaned back against the thick trunk of the elm tree. Of course his squad was looking for him again as usual. This usually happened whenever his squad felt the need to train.
Upon seeing the members of his squad laying about lazily near the building, his blood began to boil. He turned head away from them and jumped down from the tree landing almost gracefully. He had his twin swords on his side, as his eyes glanced at the other two captains. With a smirk, he just leaned against the tree and looked to his members of his squad yet again. The men looked over, as their captain sent a deadly glare at them. They seemed to respond but standing up and saluting him from a distance, shaking afraid of their captain. In a low yet loud tone of voice for his members to hear, he calmly said," Get back to training you three, or I swear later you shall regret it.." He put his hand on the handle of his sword Kazui of the demon. His team moved out and began sparring with one another rigorously in one of the other sets of training grounds.
Satisfied, a smirk formed on his lips as he crossed his arms over his chest. Of course he had to strike fear into his squad or else they wouldn't do a thing. Being that of almost a demon himself, he was able to be so un-caring so easily. Though he did care for the three ninja, he couldn't show it for he would believe himself to be to soft. Of course with his younger sister, mother and girlfriend were another story. His attention turned back to the others watching them with his amber eyes. They probably already realized he was there, but calmly shrugged this off not really bothered at all at the moment. |
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