A New Kind of Shinigami (open to whoever else is an Academy student, or who just wants to stop by)

There were several things Hibiki noted with his indigo colored eye as he stood in the large entryway of the Shinigami Academy. The first thing was the large dirt field back and to his right, where students were practicing their Zanjutsu with a variety of wooden weapons; very few, three, from what he could count, had actual katana. Some held wakizashi, others, a nodachi, and the rest used standard issue katana. He grinned as his eye went from right to left.

The next thing that caught his interest was the Kidou range. Burn marks and craters littered the dirt area. At the time being, there was a class of students kneeling in front of the instructor, a gorgeous creature with long, strawberry blonde hair. The boys in the group all looked the same as Hibiki at the moment; glassy eyed, jaws slack, and, if he wasn’t mistaken, there was a bit of drool leaking from a few. He shook his head vigorously, grinning as he turned his gaze on the school itself. It was large and made out of the white stone everything else around Seireitei was, the precious Sekiseki. He grinned as he began counting windows. He dully noted a few of them with steamed up windows, and grinned mischievously. Two of the four he counted were women’s wash rooms, and he planned to find out which later, if he had the time.

With a deep, refreshing breath in, he stepped into the area. Immediately, he felt a chill run down his spine as several gazes fixed on him from around the area. It was as if he had been invisible in the entryway, but had suddenly become visible once again. They eyed him curiously, and at first he thought it was his height, but then he vaguely took note of the fact that everyone else here was in their late teens, early adulthood, and a few of the faces he dully recognized as those he had seen when he was in Rukongai. So far, none of them were Aqua or Ferrum, though he half expected them to already have graduated.

He slunk forward, heading towards the section he had been shown on a previous field trip when he was going through enrollment. He had his pack over one shoulder, and his other hand over the slip of paper he was to give to the administration when he entered, in order to obtain everything he needed for classes and his dorm. He finally made out the small wooden plaque above a door that read “ADMINISTRATIONS” in large characters. He pushed open the door and entered the cold room.

His good eye swept the room, giving it a once over, as he started from right to left, as was his normal habit. He then looked to his left and his gaze stopped, and his tongue almost lolled from his mouth. He was lucky enough he had the sense to catch it in time, clutching the pink flesh between his teeth until he regained enough control to put it back in its normal position.

Sitting at the reception desk was an extremely cute girl with shoulder length, aqua blue hair. She smiled cheerfully as he approached, and spoke in a melodious voice.

“Hello! My name is Aika, how may I help you?” she asked, tilting her head slightly to one side.

For a moment, Hibiki forgot how to talk, then he stammered out,

“Um... Yeah, I’m s-supposed to hand this off in here...?”

The receptionist took the slip of paper and signed off on it without a word. She then leaned over the right side of her chair, picking up a pile of books, as well as a key.

“Okay, these here are your textbooks, and your dorm key. You’ll be in section 4A, on the eastern part of the complex, directly in front of the Zanjutsu grounds. I hope ya like it here, Hibiki. See ya around!” she said in her cheery voice. This would be a place Hibiki would definitely come visit again.

He found his schedule tucked inside the first textbook as he exited the building. He groaned as he saw the first thing he had every morning was a conditioning class, which meant everything from running to strength testing. The classes after were what he expected; Basic Zanjutsu, Basic Kidou, History of Seireitei, so on and so forth. Then he let himself have the pleasure of a fist pump as he saw the last thing on his schedule; Jinzen. And entire period of communing with his Zanpakutou.

Then his heart fell slightly, as he remembered he’d probably not even receive one until after he’d been there for at least two years. He knew some were able to manifest theirs earlier than such, and hoped he’d be one, but he also knew some never manifested, and had to receive an issued weapon their senior year, in which their Zanpakutou spirit would manifest itself in the blade after performing Jinzen with it. With his luck, he’d be one of those, that didn’t receive his Zanpakutou until his graduating year. He put the depressing thoughts from his mind as he made his was across the fields to the building labeled 4A on the small map on the back of his schedule. His dorm room was highlighted, so he made his way to this section of the building.

He found his dorm room, and knocked on the door. When no one answered, he slid the key into the lock and turned it, then opened the door. In the room, there were four beds each on the wall to his right and the wall to his left. That it struck him as odd that with 8 beds, there was no one at all in the room. His eye widened and he took a step back as two people jumped from seemingly thin air. The two collided, having been unable to change course midair. Hibiki grinned and shook his head as he stepped over the two. He then flipped on the light switch and swept the room in full detail. The two were picking themselves up off the ground, eyeing the newcomer curiously.

Hibiki saw a pack on every bed except the one farthest away, on the left side. He made his way over to it and sat down, emptying his pack and sorting through what he needed. He put what was unnecessary in the small bedside dresser next to the bed. Without a word, the other two people left, whispering as they went. Hibiki sighed and lay back, his 4 foot frame too small to stretch to the foot of the bad. He had a few hours before he needed to report to class, and figured he’d blow them off in the dorm with a light nap. He was just closing his eyes when more people began to enter.

KYo arrived and the Zanjutsu Dojo, to greet the teacher and get ready for class. He was stretching and limbering up. He did so that he would be ready for all the sparring they might be doing today, as they did almost every day. He was still limbering up when the sensei walked up to him."Kyoraku We have a new student today I would like you to go and get him, seeing as though you are the kindest and also I want to meet him before class starts", the sensei said nicely .Kyo really didnt feel like it but orders were orders."Sure ill go just tell me where he is at", kyo said in a kind tone."He right there in that room with the door open", Sensei said. Kyo then stop limbering up and went towards the door. Kyo walked through the door and saw that a person had his eyes close and was laying down on a bed. Kyo walked over him,"Hey wake up", Kyo said loudly. He then back up some and awaited the boy to get up.

((OOC: Umm... The dorm is in front of the training grounds for the Academy... Not in the Zanjutsu Dojo... but I'll roll with it for now haha ))


Having not even closed his eyes for a full minute, Hibiki let out a deep breath as the voice instructed him to get up. He slowly lifted one lid, hoping beyond hope that it wasn't an instructor. Noticing the lack of a white Haori, he sat up, opening his eyes to the full extent. He examined the individual before him carefully, picking out details that stood out; the blue hair and matching blue eyes, with the dull expression in them, as if he were perpetually bored. Hibiki let slide a small smirk as he stood and bowed his head in greeting.

"I am Hibiki... And I'm being woken up for...?" he asked. He wasn't trying to be rude, but was curious. The student didn't seem to be at home in the dorm, but that could just be the presence of a new person. He cocked his head to the side slightly, looking at him sidelong.

(OOC-Sorry about that)

"Hey, im here to wake you up for class. The teacher would like to meet you before class starts", he said kindly with a smile. "Oh and by the way my name is Kyoraku Elric", he also said kindly. He had a smile on his face as he awaited for him to give a response. He was wandering why would the sensei want to meet see this student before class starts, but he knew it must of been for a good reason. Kyo thought that this person must be a good fighter or something.

With a sigh, Hibiki nodded, pushing a few stray bits of hair from obscuring the view with his good eye. He thought back to his schedule and realized that this was Zanjutsu he was preparing to go to, and he had yet to receive one. Hopefully, they'd just be using bokken. He stood up and looked at the person in front of him curiously. He then thrust a hand forward.

"Hibiki. Hibiki. Nice to meet you, Kyoraku. I'm afraid I don't know where the class is, so you'll have to lead the way..." Hibiki said. He gave himself a once over, checking to make sure he had everything he thought he'd need. When he was sure he was ready, he nodded to Kyoraku and made his way to the door, before remembering his schedule and a slip of paper he was supposed to get each of his instructors to sign. He rummaged through his bag, found both, and then made his way back to the door once more. At this point, he looked back to Kyoraku and bowed, his hands palms up towards the door, joking silently.