------------------------<br/>Corin Kirikata<br/>07:00 am<br/>Outside the Barracks of the First Division,<br/>Standing next to the main door<br/><br/>-----------------<br/><br/>Standing like some looming sentinel Corin Kirakata, Captain of the 11th squad waited outside the large main doors of the 1st Squad barracks for the woman whom he knew would be coming out quite soon. The Captain rose quite early more recently, having found a special enjoyment in Soul Society in the morning. To pass the time and likewise take care of his patrol duties the warrior often met Captain-Commander Megami outside of her barracks after breakfast to walk with her for patrol. The pair were 'old souls' in a way, often reminiscing about the previous Captains, Lieutenants, soliders and battles that had long come and gone from Seireitei. It was a guilty pleasure of the man, an old warrior talking about old battles as though the glory days were long behind him.<br/><br/>His eye's were cast on the last bits of sunrise, the warm heat of the rays breaking down against his lightly scarred skin. The wind picked up a bit, causing his Captain's robes with the large symbol of his Squad strewn across the back to billow about over his large figure. The man was the head of the Fighting Division, and as such he had grown be taller than most, with a physical build that spoke of constant training and sacrifice. Still, he enjoyed the work, and enjoyed passing on the knowledge he had gained ever more so. His handsome features and lightly blue eye's turned to the main entrance as the doors began to open, assuming that it was the Captain-Commander right on time as she always was.<br/><br/>"Good morning Captain-Commander" he spoke in a militaristic fashion, bowing his head in respect, hand set firmly on the hilt of his Zanpakuto.