A Cold Meeting Room [PVT/Jinza]

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Winter's grasp was strong throughout the air, each breeze brought a shiver to the idle Shinigami as they went about their daily routines and assigned tasks. The chill however did not seem to bother one individual and in fact for someone of such small size and who wore little clothing in his attire, Jinza seemed at ease in the brisk embrace of the outside's touch. His body was covering ground fairly well by running along the rooftops and gates of the Seireitei's buildings, though many of the other Shinigami called out for him to stop what he was doing, the boy was too rambunctious and stubborn to heed their warnings. It was not the act of running along the area that they were warning him of, it was the fact that some frost had built up on the surface which Jinza had neglected to take into account.

Slipping along the edge of one of the walls he was on the boy went head first towards Toshiro's window, thankfully however his movements held a certain level of tact and grace that he brought his hand out forward in time to slide the closed entrance into the room right back open again. To Toshiro's surprise no doubt, Jinza's body would have crashed into the room and onto the sofa's side, causing the boy to stand up from his spot in a mess. His hair was ruffled, clothes in disarray and his sense of direction had been temporarily impeded by the flooding pain that swirled inside of his skull. Soon enough the boy stumbled himself close to the window again and closed it, sighing to himself as he was still a little dizzy.

"Sorry for the damage to the sofa..." He'd say towards the Captain, not having realized it seemed just who he was talking to since he hadn't turned his head to set his eyes upon the other person. To Jinza, he had figured that he had landed in some random building and perhaps ended up in someone's room or in a relaxation area considering he had hit a sofa of all things. Yet when his eyes turned up from the floor and his hand, having been trying to focus on it, he spotted Toshiro and immediately the color drained from his face. "A-ah, you're..." He paused but then tilted his head, placing a finger onto the corner of his lip in curious thought. "You're..." It seems that either the bump caused him to forget or Jinza just genuinely forget all by himself! W-..what a klutz!

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While the boy was still gathering himself it appeared that upon his crash landing, he had startled his Captain to a degree that had his sword drawn. The boy upon realizing who he was talking to had then sighed. He realized his mistake for what it was and what it appeared to be. While childish, even the boy had his moments of clarity on his own actions and had the ability to reflect on them. In this way, he walked from his spot currently back to the window and began to recall his movements and the way he felt during them. When he was prepared to face Toshiro with a proper answer, he came over to his slightly taller Captain and bowed his head slightly.

"A test of my stepping capabilities. Though, the matter at hand is that during my wild testing, I neglected to keep in mind the weather and it's effect on the surrounding buildings of our area. It led me to lose my footing despite others attempting to catch my attention prior. I am thankful at least that neither you nor the window of your room had been damaged during the mistake I made. This isn't how I wished to meet with you my first time, truth be told I had hoped our meeting would be one where I could show that I was capable and could be trusted." Jinza's expression when he rose his head was defeated, apparent that the boy was inwardly cursing himself for reckless actions.

"My name sir, it is Jinza Kuzuryuu... I suppose in terms of appearance, I am younger than you but I've had many years to learn manners and other such graces as well as hone my skills with my sword, it's shikai and my other physical capabilities." His demeanor when it came down to instances that required tact were at the very least stable, he had much to learn there was no doubt in that but he at least offered his hand out towards Toshiro, attempting to keep an air of professionalism despite simply wanting to speak freely with one of the two individuals whom inspired him to become a Shinigami in the first place. "It's my pleasure to meet you and I hope I'll prove an asset to our Squad in the upcoming future."

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Jinza watched as his Captain took heed of his explanation, the expression seemed to lessen in anger until there remained nothing, like the chill of absolute zero in a tundra. It was interesting to simply see how much presence this 'boy' in front of him had. All things considered they were near the same age perhaps but the appearance was slightly younger on Jin's side in comparison to the fifteen look that Toshiro carried. Could they have been friends long ago had Jin stepped outside the care of his home? Catching himself from these thoughts he focused in on the questions now directed towards him after the window had been taken care of.

“Please sit. You are already here, we might as well have a discussion on your entrance into the squad.” Toshiro spoke, Jin watching him as he took a seat at his desk now. Jin's green hues settled onto the chair and his nervousness got the better of him, he was on edge at all of this and the initial impression he had made gave these feelings more fuel to control him. "I.. prefer to stand, sir." He responded, his eyes trailing off away from Toshiro momentarily before returning when hearing the other speak again.

“What is it you expect to gain by being a part of the Tenth Division? What do you expect to bring to the squad to better us?” Jinza's expression changed from a calm paranoia into something entirely new. His lips kept tightly knit while his eyes closed and he had begun to sift through his thoughts, repeating the question over and over. Yet all the boy could hear, all he could feel that the question deserved was complete honesty. "I expect to gain control over the power of my Zanpakutou and the spirit that has called out to me ever since I was a child.. well, younger child I should say. He started speaking to me when I was a boy, telling me things like 'do you know how loneliness feels?' and 'There are no others here but I in this volcano.. this, wasteland.' At the time I heard him, I thought I was just imagining things but it was my Grandfather who told me more about it. I wanted answers and I wanted to hopefully learn to free the spirit from it's loneliness, so by becoming a Shinigami I've done so in the hopes of protecting him as well as freeing the souls of the living from the daily grasp of hollows and the souls of the dead to return to the Society in their proper order."

"Nothing is ever easy, nothing comes to those that want it to appear quickly. That's why I'm confident that throughout my time as a member of Squad Ten, I will not falter. I will not stop my goals or dreams by any command or word of others, I am eager to serve this Squad but I am just as eager to see my goals realized. I've learned patience from my visit to Unohana, but perhaps from you I've also learned to realize when recklessness is unacceptable." His voice had rung with a sense of confidence, whether it was the rememberance of his goals that boosted his mood or the fact that he could share them, his nervous attitude from before had seemed washed away through reflecting on everything that had brought him to this point, what it was that crafted him into the Shinigami he was today. "It's also my goal not to just remain where I am now, I aim to ascend higher, to prove myself. I hope to become a Seated Squad Member of your Squad, sir- no, Toshiro Hitsugaya." While some may have never broken the honorifics, Jinza felt that this conversation was no longer formal, it was personal now, Toshiro had a stronger grip on who exactly this boy was and how he felt and Jinza only hoped to see the same through Toshiro's reaction.

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