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glasses_atnight in checkmate_logs

I'm all outta witty,

Jul 02, 2010 16:41

Characters: Ganju, Iba
When: Friday afternoon, July 2
Where: Seventh's office
Rating: PGish
Summary: There's about to be an explosion of MANLINESS in the Seventh.

( and I have no awesome quotes to go here. )

[soul society], iba tetsuzaemon, shiba ganju

Comments 7

glasses_atnight July 3 2010, 21:19:32 UTC

All right. Everything was in place, including Iba, behind the desk and lounging with a practiced ease. Just in time, too, if the approaching reiatsu was to be believed. Iba cocked his head, listening closely. He didn't hear any hoofbeats on the wooden floors.

Maybe the side of bacon stayed home. One could hope.

Iba shifted his position at the knock on the door, making damn sure that when he took his feet off the desk, his chair wouldn't topple. That wouldn't be the best first impression to make. "Come in," he barked.

glasses_atnight July 6 2010, 01:54:08 UTC

And there he was, being all proper and respectful. Komamura-taichou would like that. Step in the right direction, there. If Taichou didn't respond well to the interns, then those interns were gone.

That's all there was to it.

Iba dropped his feet, letting them hit the wooden floor heavily. "You think you have what it takes to be a member of this division?"

[[ooc; You'll be fine! :D Ganju and Iba's first meeting came about some time ago -- like, months -- when Bonnie-chan nearly plowed Iba over. That's about it, really. Iba was rather unimpressed. Ganju was in a hurry.]]

I will get this right eventually. glasses_atnight July 9 2010, 01:52:56 UTC

Oh, what a lovely start. So this one was one of those kids who thought they could do anything handed to them. Didn't need training, just needed goddamned heart.

How naive.

Naive, idealistic, always spouting off the answers they thought you wanted to hear. Exactly the type Iba liked to mess with. So damned easy. "Yeah," he said, bored look and tone completely in place. "So?"

glasses_atnight July 9 2010, 03:02:31 UTC

Heh, there it was: helpless repeating of his last word until Ganju's brain decided to start working. How refreshing, to be working with such idiot newbies again. Iba blinked at that last comment and snorted. "You went to the Twelfth, didn't ya?"

glasses_atnight July 11 2010, 06:48:32 UTC

Ordinarily, Iba would have guffawed and cracked jokes about Kurotsuchi right along with the poor hapless soul who'd wandered into that crapshoot of a division. But he wasn't here to make Ganju feel comfortable. He raised his brows -- might not be visible over the rims of the sunglasses -- and pinned Ganju with a stern look. "Kurotsuchi-taichou," he said, emphasizing the title, "requires a very special sort of shinigami to work in the Twelfth."

One had to be sadistic or brainless. Ganju might be the latter.

"What do you think your thing is, eh, Shiba-san?"