Izuru sat at his desk thinking about the division threes new captain. She seemed normal enough; down to earth, but still strict. She was a Mutsu, a family that was known for honor and discipline; none the less she was an aristocrat. Not the up tight type he has seen or the do it by the book type like Byakuya. She was laid back and definitely said what was on her mind. He had yet to see a bad side to her and he doubt if he ever would. With the forgotten art she had studied they had to be in control of their tempers at all times. The ones that knew the Mutsu Enmei-Ryu art where not to be fooled with, they were known to be deadly with or without a weapon. Though he was hoping to see her in action it was an art he has never experienced. He was sure that with the way the family only taught it to their clan or ones they deemed suitable to learn it, the captain would never teach it to the squad members. Not to mention it was a very dangerous art, which is why it is considered a forgotten art. They keep it very secretive and within their family.

He sat still thinking when he heard a noise out in the corridor. Getting up he walked to the door of his office and looked out. There were two members of the division fighting with one another. He sighed and stepped out of the office.

“What is going on here!?” Izuru ordered to know.