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 Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:48 pm
 As the door opens, a stairway leading below ground is revealed. Below the grounds of Squad Seven is a large bar/pub capable of holding about one hundred people. In the back of said bar is a booth that Captain Katsurou playfully used call "His Office" before his retirement and departure.
With somewhat dim lighting, the pub offers an intimate setting for party congregations, as it is designed as an area for relaxation. The bar stocks almost every alcohol known to man and serves traditional pub food.
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Kaisho Fuyuki was keen to keep this as the squad's official bar, seeing it as a great reminder of his former Captain. Kaisho was adamant that he would not use the booth as an office, however, and to prevent it from being ruined in anyway, the door was securely locked. In an attempt of gratitude to his Captain, Kaisho named the bar, Hinote no Oushi, meaning "flames of the bull".
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 4:41 am
Kaisho had never seen anything like it. To think that his Captain was holding a hidden gem under the grounds of Seventh Squad was amazing in its own right. What was more, Kaisho did not know anything about it until he arrived just hours ago, to prepare a party for its completion, and also to congratulate the seated members for their new ranks. Even after the hours he took preparing, he still could not believe that this so-called office was also a bar and restaurant. Kaisho had hired the assistance of staff from the Squad Seven bar to cook and serve the drinks for the guests, while going out earlier that day and buying the necessary ingredients for pub meals for at least 30 guests.
“Woah… at least Katsurou-san took care of the drinks for me.” Kaisho said, looking into the refrigerators and optic dispensers to find practically every imaginable alcoholic beverage ever made. As Kaisho prepared the tables and chairs, cleaning them immaculately and arranging them spaciously, so there was still room to stand and dance. With that settled, Kaisho checked up on the staff he hired to cook, and made sure the bartenders were all set. With a few minutes to spare, Kaisho asked for a glass of amaretto with ice, sitting in a seat with his back leaning on the counter. He sipped his drink slowly, savoring the sweet yet slightly bitter taste on his tongue, as he waited for the guests to arrive.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 8:46 pm
Kuma knocked as he gently opened the door, this was his first time seeing the captains new office, thinking it would be a simple box room with a desk Kuma was shocked to see the bar, this party was bound to be alot better than he had expected. Moving into the room he saw Kaisho and waved with a smile before heading over to him. "Hey sir, how are you doing? Damn good job you guys did here. Mind if I join you?" He asked politely as he waved to the bartender, as he approached Kuma smiled to him with his ussual grin as he raised his hat slightly. "Whiskey and ginger al please my good man" He asked as he browsed the room, expecting Foust and the new member to be close behind him. The drink appeared before him as he thanked the man and took a long sip from it, the soothing taste refreshed him as he kept the glass in hand.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:26 pm
ҞUSARI Ҟ㊉R㊉SU
Ŝqůåd Ŝëvëñ Ťhīřd Ŝëåt åñd Ďřůñkåřd
pɹɐʞunɹ◖ puɐ ʇɐǝS pɹıɥ⊥ uǝʌǝS pɐnbS  A sober Kusari wandered into the bar. He looked around with a kind of boyish joy, but seeing Kaisho he decided to tease him a little. "So if Katsurou-taicho has his office in the back of the bar, which stall in the shitter are you claiming for your office aniki?" He walked in a bit further to catch the full view of the place. "I jest of course, but on a more serious note, now that I'm seated again I wouldn't get to comfortable as Vice Captain. I'm just saying. We usually cut it pretty close when we fight, and I will be damned if that ever changes." He walked to the bar and ran his hand down it, it was all so magnificent. "So, have you met the new blood yet? Fousty and Kuma walked into the barracks after him when I was on my way here, so I know he is in capable hands, but now Kuma is here ..." He paused a bit before shouting, "HEY! We should initiate him tonight. After all, with a perfectly good bar, drunken antics are to be expected. Its a party after all. I definitely think that should go on the agenda." He began making his way to the back, "So where did Ushi-sempai run off to? Or is he just hiding?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:33 pm
Akaketsu stopped tentatively at the office, tracing the path in his map of the Squad 7 HQ. He knocked on the door, waiting for a response. Receiving known, he gently pushed aside the doors on took a step in, expecting a small bar able to hold a few members.
"AHHH!"However, through the dim lighting, he could not see the stairway below and fell face first on the stairway, rolling down the steps like a watermelon and landing on the counter, taking a blow to his chest. "I-I'm alright...," he breathed as he got up and began inhaling and exhaling heavily. After recovering, he turned to the squad members. "So... where's Bull-Taichou?" He expected the captain to look like one of those pirates from western movies: surly, loud, and drunk.
He realized he was in an enormous bar when he saw the rest of the room. Had he not been recovering from a severe hit to the lungs, it would have taken his breath away to see the sight of the pub, big enough to house the entire squad of alcoholics.
"I'll take a beer, please," he told the bartender.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 4:46 pm
Kaisho breathed a huge sigh of relief as Kuma walked into the bar, to have just one guest was a sign that his rushing around that day was not for nothing. “That would be great Kuma, and congratulations on getting seated.” Kaisho replied, giving him an encouraging smile and pat on the back. The initial atmosphere was good, but came to a temporary end for him as Kusari, the new Third Seat, walked in shortly after. He still could not remember exactly what happened after both of them released Shikai in that cave a long while ago. However, the thoughts in his mind about what was said before that stayed in his mind. As Kusari spoke, Kaisho was tempted to ignore him, but he had to rise above such things and let them be, at least for tonight.
“Initiate him? Hmm, I think I will take a seat back from that one, Korosu, and make sure the initiation doesn’t go too far.” Kaisho responded, taking another gulp of his beverage. With a satisfied sigh, Kaisho resumed his conversation with Kusari. “As for your statement regarding rank, the only thing I wish to say is congratulations on making Third Seat.” Kaisho added, smiling as he raised a thumb using his free hand. It was not because he did not have much else to say, but the things he would have said would have been something he wanted only Kusari to hear. Knocking back the small remainder of amoretto in his glass, Kaisho turned to the bar and asked for a refill, just as the new recruit walked in and ordered.
“Akaketsu Amiyui, isn’t it? Welcome to Seventh Squad, I am Lieutenant Fuyuki. Captain Katsurou should be here shortly, although… he would be fine with his guests warming to the bar first I would assume.” The Lieutenant welcomed humbly, raising his glass to Akaketsu as their respective drinks were placed on the tabletop. It was always a good sign to see new faces now and again, even better when they stand the test of time.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:53 pm
Akaketsu blinked twice at Kaisho, then recovered and nodded back politely. Being the lieutenant of the hand-to-hand combat division, he expected Kaisho to be muscular and arrogant, something like American boxers or Japanese karate champs. He bowed out of respect and smiled. "Thank you for the welcome, sir. I'm new here, so I don't know all the traditions and other stuff in this squad." He picked up his glass of beer, raising it to Lieutenant Fuyuki and then drank all of the beer in a few gulps. He raised his eyebrows and made a funny face, as if to say, "So this is how beer tastes like."
"So... what's prepared for tonight's party?" he asked innocently. "A drunken fist tournament? A drink contest? Some soap operas?" He refilled his glass and took a sip. "Definitely something to do with martial arts."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:07 am
ҞUSARI Ҟ㊉R㊉SU
Ŝqůåd Ŝëvëñ Ťhīřd Ŝëåt åñd Ďřůñkåřd
pɹɐʞunɹ◖ puɐ ʇɐǝS pɹıɥ⊥ uǝʌǝS pɐnbS A sly and evil grin crossed Kusari's face. "Did you just say a drunken fist tournament? You think its so easy kid? How about we each have a gourd of sake and take this out front then." As always the faint scent of alcohol lingered on his breath, and this new guys insult was setting up the kids own fate. "I mean if you have the cohones. I'll even have two gourds, though it may take me a bit to drink it all. " He looked to Kaisho, "I think thats a great idea, don't you? We drink, we fight."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:44 am
"Woah woah, hold it right there." He waved his arms in front of him frantically, giving a faint smile. "It won't be much of a fight if you face me. I'm new here in the squad, I'm new to drinking, and my martial arts skills are rather weak." He scratched his head, laughing nervously. "Hehe... also, I'd rather not die in the Captain's Office. It's a bit unsanitary to die in a bar, do you think?" He glanced at Kaisho. "How about you fight Lieutenant Fuyuki? Each fighter drinks two gourds. This ought to be interesting." He slams his money on the counter. "Four gourds! Put it on my tab," he says to the bartender. "Are we allowed to gamble in this squad?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 12:18 pm
ҞUSARI Ҟ㊉R㊉SU
Ŝqůåd Ŝëvëñ Ťhīřd Ŝëåt åñd Ďřůñkåřd
pɹɐʞunɹ◖ puɐ ʇɐǝS pɹıɥ⊥ uǝʌǝS pɐnbS Kusari shook his head and placed his hand over the new guys. "Now now, it was your choice of words, and your trying to forcfully pass it off on your leadership. That doesn't sit. Well with me kid. Here in squad seven we stand by our word when we say something. No regrets. Now how about you reanalyze what you just said and appologize to your vice captain." This kid obviously needed an innitiation of some kind.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 12:52 pm
Akaketsu shook off Kusari's hand, accidentally causing beer to be spilled on him. He gave a mischievous smile, like he was getting a crazy idea. "No regrets, huh? Make me. I reanalyze my words twice and I don't feel the need to apologize. But if you want to fight so badly, I'll fight." What the hell am I doing?, he thought as he challenged Kusari. Heck, this could be fun.
He refilled his glass of beer and took a few gulps calmly as possible.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 4:19 pm
Kuma had been watching quietly as he drank his whiskey and ginger ale, however it seemed like Kusari was being his old self. Not forgetting to thank his vice captain Kuma again turned his attention. As he continued to pressure the new guy Kuma finished his drink, sliding the empty glass towards the bartender he stepped forward. If the vice captain was up for a fight he would have requested one by now so he knew that wan't about to happen, however the new guy was unaware of what he wouuld be walking into if he started a fight with Kusari, after their match for seating Kuma knew how he fought and it wasn't to be taken lightly.
Moving inbetween the two Kuma lifted each arm by his side in a way to block the two. "Now now fella's let's not get ahead of ourselves. I'm sure the boy wasn't trying to make some kind of trouble, simply a misunderstanding. Now let's do what the seventh do best other than fight. Drink. This is a party afterall right?" Kuma grinned to the both of them as the bartender passed over the gourds to Akaketsu. Kuma smiled to the bartender as he politely asked for another, returning to his seat. He would much rather drink than watch the latest member of the team be beaten black and blue.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 10:04 pm
ҞUSARI Ҟ㊉R㊉SU
Ŝqůåd Ŝëvëñ Ťhīřd Ŝëåt åñd Ďřůñkåřd
pɹɐʞunɹ◖ puɐ ʇɐǝS pɹıɥ⊥ uǝʌǝS pɐnbS Kusari slipped his arm around Kuma's shoulder and spoke in a hushed voice, "Hows your foot doing man? You good now? Cut is all nice an sealed up?" He tapped his shoe on the ground, a hidden message between the two of them, "I become a different person when I fight you know? Ask Kaisho, I've tried to kill him like three times now, but we always run out of energy before we can finish up." He looked to the new guy, "Kuma's right kid, you don't want to fight me, and I shouldn't fight you. Bullene-sempai wouldn't like that all of to much if I were to demolish you at my own game." He extended his now beer covered hand and said, "I'm sure the pleasure is all mine, but the name is Korosu, Kusari Korosu. I'm the divisions third seat and resident drunken master. Bullene-taicho doesn't teach the real thing any more, just the cheap monkey style rip off, but I'm working on getting monkey down for now, then I'm thinking caporia." He was beginning to ramble, "Enjoy your night, but I better see you training at the a** crack of dawn tomorrow kid. Gots to get your qualifications done and what not." He looked to the bartender, "Can I get a Red Headed Slut, a Mojito, and a Chocolate Cake Shot?" He looked to the other two. "Say what you want, but chocolate cake is the best shot of all time, all the flavor, a quarter of the calories, none of the ingredients." He gathered the drink and two shots and walked off, his long hair being revealed hidden in a folded up pony tail swaying back and forth as he walked to a lone corner at the other end of the bar and placed his drinks down as he slipped back into the darkness of the bars corner.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:18 am
Kuma grinned to Kusari as he whispered to him, before replying in a whisper himself "My foot is good thanks, don't worry about it, just a battle scar. I hope next time I put up a better fight." Kuma smiled as he reached his seat, grabbing his new drink he sat down, listening to the end of the debate between the two as he took a large mouthful of the whiskey and ginger ale, he felt the sharp taste of the ginger al countered the harshness of the whiskey, making it a smoother drink overall but still with all the flavours.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 3:21 pm
Akaketsu nodded, sighing in relief, although he tried not to show it. He shook Kusari's wet hand and then wiped his own hand on his black shinigami robe. "Nice to meet you Kusari, I'm Akaketsu Amiyui, unseated." He sat silently and listened to Kusari rant about the drunken monkey style of drunken fist. "Another glass of beer, please," he told the bartender as Korosu left the table.
He glanced at Kusari, then turned to Kuma. The first thing on his mind was, There's a drink called Red-headed Slut? but he decided it wasn't the time to ask. "What's with him? Did you guys exchange some secret message or something?" he whispered to Kuma.
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