Sarishi's House

only illeagal stuff like dimension hopping and how to fight in human world without leaving body.

mine you they are extra dinesional (you may recognize them)

sure in 12 hours im on

12 hours it is have a good night Sarishi says showing Brandon out and crashing on his futon.

Sarishi returned home with the thoughts of the events that had occured. He had searched for the mysterious man, but lost track of reitsu. He openned the door slowly. The horrors he had witnessed that day were still with him. My my what a day Sarishi said removing his zanpakuto from his back. He began to rub the back of his neck. That man who was he, and why did he have such incredible spirtual pressure. Well things are going to get interesting now, that is for sure. His house much like Sarishi, was neat and clean, the walls a solid tan color the floor wood. In the corner was a small futon laid on the ground. Sarishi strolled over there and threw himsef on it. He folded his thin arms around the back of his head and laid back with his knees propped up. It felt good to relax, but he knew that he would need to start training in a few hours. I have to become stronger, to protect the soul society and the innocent, Sarishi thought to himself.

Sarishi returned to his house carriny a large stack of papers. It would seem that his Captain hadn't looked at any of the field reports. Not to mention Sarishi was researching battle techniques and strategies. It was going to be a long night. His third seat was passed out, and his Capatin refused to look at any of the paperwork. Sarishi knew that he was going to have to find a way to sneak the paperwork into his Captain's office.
Sarishi unlocked the door while trying to balance the giant stack of papers in his other arm. It was a herculean task, but somehow Sarishi managed to open the door, and not drop a single file folder. HIs room, that was once bare and ordinary, had changed with his promotion. His living room now had four large tables running along the wall. The first and second table had a set of beakers and strange colored liquid in it. He was testing the effectiveness of certain toxins for the assassination squad. On the third table was his work area, stacks of paperwork piled on the desk, and finally the fourth table was a little something more personal to Sarishi. Upon his travels into the records of the Soul Society, Sarishi had stumbled upon some very unique documents. These document detailed kido used during the ancient times, and although the dust was thick and the writing was somewhat faded, he had begun to translate the text. Sarishi sat the stack of paperwork on his third desk. He flicked on a couple bunsen burners, above which a blue and green liquid began to bubble. Sarishi grabbed a set of protective glasses. The liquid was a mixture of two toxins, Sarishi had borrowed the recipe from the research bureu. He turned down the burners. Sarishi grabbed and eye dropper and set a sample on a side. he moved the slide under a mircoscope and looked. No good, the toxins still haven't combined correctly. Sarishi took of his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Well we will have to try again later.
Sarishi sat his third desk and begin to file through the paperwork from his squad. Squad rosters, prisoner reports, expense reports, and various other pices of bureucracy pasted through his hands. He seperated them into three piles. The filles were as followed, File in the Baracks, File in Personal File, and Give to the Captain. The stacks of paperwork was soon diminished. In a matter of a few hour Sarishi had worked through the mountains of paperwork. Sarishi folded his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair. Well, lets see if I can't get some translating down.
Sarishi slid his chair over to his final desk. The desk was covered in dust. Sarishi began to work through the scrolls. There was a lot of information about how to properly manipulate the spirit particles in the air, and how to form them. Sarishi kept fingering through the documents. Before he knew it five hours had passed. Wow, it is so late. Well I better get at least a couple hours of sleep Sarishi said as he headed to his bed.

*watches sarishi sleep*

Sarishi tossed and turned in the night. He felt someone was watching him, but he also didn't sense any intent to kill. He decided to ignore the person watching him. The presence somehow felt familiar to Sarishi. It reminded him of his days he spent in the rukongai tending to the orphan children before joining the 13 Protection Squads.

*turns and sits under window pulls out flute and plays a lullaby*

The sound of the lullaby woke Sarishi up. Sarishi thought it was being played very nicely, but lacked heart. Sarishi rolled over openning his eyes. Shouten-san, what are you doing in here? You play very skillfully, but it lacks heart. Sarishi said as he stood up. Sarishi was wearing a pair of purple pajama bottoms and a white t shirt. Do you mind if I play with you Shouten? Sarishi said pulling a silver flute from his nightstand.

sorry but espadas don't really have hearts, also i apologize for waking u i meant to put u in a deeper sleep so u would sleep well but i don't mind if u play with me. Nice pj's wat ya got underthem hehe

ah i love music it soothes my tormented soul*pulls at the string on sarishi's pajamas*oh come on just a peek

Sarishi was quite bashful he grabbed Shouten's hand. Her hand felt cold in his, but somehow familiar. It was strange Sarishi couldn't wrap his head around it. Now, now Shouten-san, I think it might be awkward to say the least. Besides I am not that type of person. I need to charmed first my dear.

my apologizes i didn't mean to make u feel awkward

Sarishi lifted Shouten face. Its nothing to be sorry about my dear. It is just you are what you are and I am what I am, things were get complicated. I don't want to see you get hurt, but you have to realize I have a duty to the soul society. If things were different, then we could be...Sarishi paused embarressed of what was next going to come out of his mouth. His eyes locked with Shouten's. Sarishi knew it was wrong, but he could see Shouten was in some much pain. Sarishi paused staring at Shouten.

we could be what?*grabs sarishi's hands in her own* tell me?