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Fuck. Fuck, this wasn’t even his apartment.

Once the vehicle had stopped Mae turned to Candy with an almost exasperated expression. One eyebrow cocked up as she gave the other woman a slow now.

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Something tickled at the back of his head where she was concerned. A new recruit, Yachiru had said. She fought good. Well that was definitely a requirement to reside in the 11th division. He used to be from that squad, he knew exactly the type of people that survived recruitment. But at the same time, when he looked at her. Something familiar rang in his head. Like he had seen her before. Couldn’t have possibly been in the land of the living? The query that befuddled his head was leaving him staring a the curvy blonde from where he leaned. He had just brought Yachiru back from ‘babysitting’, he wasn’t even in this squad and he managed to end up watching the little pink haired monster. Well, more like he was trying to prevent her from eating all of the snacks Taichou had left out for his meeting. Though it was the easiest way to silence her.

He figured someone, or at worst bet she would, notice that he was staring. He moved forward finally, long strides befell due to his long legs. It only took a few strides before he was right on top of her. When he realized he didn’t know exactly why he had moved up so quickly. He leaned again, arms crossed over his chest. It was killing him. Why he so desperately wanted to reach out to her.

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Missions out were always his favorite. He got to see the world and that was one of the best parts of the job. Hailing from a place like Gongaga left very little but imagination for the outside world. Being a SOLDIER he had seen Junon, Gold Saucer, Mideel, and may other places along the planet. He never got tired of the fresh air on his pale face and the adrenaline in his veins. He was born to be a SOLDIER. Graced with the blessing of the mako infusions and rank, he carried himself with pride as his aspirations of being a first were tested day by day.

This place was an in between, no where he'd really been before. He wasn't sure if it was a real mission or a test from Angeal, but either way, he was up and ready to go. The muscular raven haired SOLDIER was already prepping with squats as the convoy drove them to their location. Even in the moving vehicle the balance was retained. And the irritated look from Angeal was all he received as he completed his impressive feat.

“Two hundred! Two hundred and one!” he counted aloud just to show off, the cocky smirk plastered on his features as he went up and down to the rhythm of the rocky ride. Angeal seemed to roll his eyes in the far corner, but it didn't stop him. It actually encouraged him to speed up. Dip deeper down into the squad and strain the muscles of his back, butt, and thighs. He swung his arms to pull back up only to drop down once more.

Finally they had reached their destination. Angeal baling out of the convoy with a simple, Split up. Before hustling off,

“All right!” the boy hopped out of the convoy in one fell swoop, rolling as he reached the ground and darting off in the opposite direction of his mentor. Wutainese soldiers were spotted conglomerating in the area. He needed to know why, or in reality, destroy those before the conglomeration because a problem. The war was still going on, even after all these years, and the problems arose day by day. A SOLDIER's duty was to make those problems disappear.

A commotion alerted him to a clearing. Poorly, he attempted a stealth approach, peaking around the bark of a thick tree to spy upon the events that were transgressing across the way. Wutainese, without a doubt, and someone else. Fire on her hands and beautiful as the sun. She was out numbered, however, and even as she knocked them down they got back up. While he could have watched the blonde all day, he decided to intervene. Diving in to the blonde's area without a second thought, drawing his broad sword and deflecting a blow for the damsel.

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