Captain Shunsui Kyōraku (
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fandomhigh2020-11-19 06:40 am
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The Art of Ma; Thursday, Second Period [[11/19].
Shunsui...sans swords, sans hat and haori, sans ponytail and about a thousand and a half years, but with academy robes and a lazy smile...must have missed a memo or a message from Yamamoto-sensei or something, which wasn't really all that surprising, he tried not to pay too much attention to things like that, but, apparently, it seemed that one of his...responsibilities (what a dirty word!) as a senior student at the Academy was to be here at some other school to...teach a class.
For one thing, it was absurd to him that Yamamoto-sensei would choose him over someone like Ukitake-san or Unohana-sempai, who were much better suited to be teaching things. For the other thing, he wasn't even sure what the Art of Space...art of emptiness? Art of Pause? was even supposed to mean.
But you know what? That was fine. Because if there was one thing Shunsui did know, it was how to just go about things intentionally wrong, so that they were less likely to ask you to do it again. Or, well, they were likely to notice that you were intentionally throwing it and lecture you about potential and ability and blah blah blah, but then he could just get in some practice on how to pretend to be listening when he was actually just napping...
Besides, once he saw who waspresumably showing up in the class he was supposedly teaching, his plans for what to do became incredibly obvious.
"Ohayōgozaimasu!" He beamed at...most of the class. "Let's not waste our time with preamble, and get right to today's assignment, shall we? And that assignment is simply your names, a few of your likes and interests, and whether or not you'll be willing to ditch this class with me so that we can go do something much more fun ♥ ♥ ♥."
Yes, those were waggling eyebrows.
Yes, that was an absolutely shameless grin.
Yes, this was terrible timing on the island's part, and there was plenty of time to flee before this gets even more awkward...
For one thing, it was absurd to him that Yamamoto-sensei would choose him over someone like Ukitake-san or Unohana-sempai, who were much better suited to be teaching things. For the other thing, he wasn't even sure what the Art of Space...art of emptiness? Art of Pause? was even supposed to mean.
But you know what? That was fine. Because if there was one thing Shunsui did know, it was how to just go about things intentionally wrong, so that they were less likely to ask you to do it again. Or, well, they were likely to notice that you were intentionally throwing it and lecture you about potential and ability and blah blah blah, but then he could just get in some practice on how to pretend to be listening when he was actually just napping...
Besides, once he saw who was
"Ohayōgozaimasu!" He beamed at...most of the class. "Let's not waste our time with preamble, and get right to today's assignment, shall we? And that assignment is simply your names, a few of your likes and interests, and whether or not you'll be willing to ditch this class with me so that we can go do something much more fun ♥ ♥ ♥."
Yes, those were waggling eyebrows.
Yes, that was an absolutely shameless grin.
Yes, this was terrible timing on the island's part, and there was plenty of time to flee before this gets even more awkward...
