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Mikazuki took mental notes of all the information that both higher ranked officers said. Their zanpakutos were really interesting, she felt and she really wished that she knew what hers was called. Unconsciously reaching for it, she held the handle lightly, alternately clasping her hand around it and letting it go.

While listening to their conversation, she realized upon comparing that her zanpakuto was slightly larger than theirs, maybe wider, and slightly longer. It looked almost unwieldy for a girl of her stature. Mikazuki wondered to herself whether this was an indication of anything about her zanpakuto's true form or powers.

It was then that she felt something heavy weigh down on her shoulders, but when she looked behind her, there was nothing there worth noting. Maybe it was just the fatigue, she said to herself, taking another sip of her mixed drink as she continued to listen to her superior officers talk about themselves.

"Heh, well um, personally I like my seat as it is for now, but any time you have a chance I'd be up for a spar, Hinata-fukutai," He replied, good natured tone. He didn't see himself as much of a leader, which is why he had never thought much about advancing beyond his 3rd seat spot. He wanted to train more for his own advancement to his self, not his standing.

Feisty one this girl has with her, I look forward to our inevitable clash. Neph's lilting voice came in his head, a mixture of her quiet sagely persona and her revved and fighting one. Having the feel of both her personalities at once was a bit unnerving. Hibiki chose to completely disregard her words, which she allowed this time it seemed.

As another shinigami walked in and sat near them, Hibiki regarded him as Hinata-san spoke and asked if she'd gotten his name correct. Hishida she says... Hibiki's eyes narrowed. This was the one who had failed to show for his tournament match.

He got jup, nodding to those around and proceeded to the door. He was in the mood to train a bit.

[exits]

"Haha- just remember, you're allowed to challenge me as many times as you like," Hinata smiled at Hibiki. Yes, she would have to spar him one day.

The female shinigami then shook hands with her fourth seat, noticing with interest that he seemed to avoid using his marked right arm. Her fine senses detected an eerie reiatsu which seemed to surround it- clearly some strange event had changed it so, seeing as the demon-like reiatsu was concentrated only around the limb. Rarely had she come across anyone with such peculiar spiritual energy; in any case, such people were usually enemies, and she never had the chance to get to know them properly.

"If you don't mind me asking, what exactly happened to your arm?" she questioned, trying to be sensitive but failing spectacularly, as usual.

Rei walked into the bar's door, her body still aching slightly from the wounds she recieved during a training battle with four other stronger shinigami. Rei had never to the bar, but decided to check it out due to her boredom.
So many people...... Her heart stopped in its track as she realized just how uncomfortable this enviroment made her. Well, too late to back down now! Rei strode through the tables quickly and reached the counter. In a quiet voice, she murmured her order to the bartender, Kenta.
"A mixed fruit juice, please?" While she waited on her juice, Rei quickly scanned the whole place. So, many, people! She could feel her face turning red and hot, but she forced herself to just stand still. I need to find him...... Rei kept repeating her "mission" to herself as to allow her to not faint from the over- populateness of the bar.

((Sorry if it's weird, I just have no idea what to do now.))

Having no good information to listen to, Maiza stood, sheathed her dagger along with stowing the maintenance kit inside her coat and made for the exit. She would find somewhere else to aquire the information she wanted. As she passed she bar, her eye fell upon several of her fellow Shinigami, they seemed to be gossiping about something or other, but she didn't have the patience to deal with the male proportionoftheir group. Her bare feet instead carried her out of the establishment. She pulled her hood up as she went, hiding her marred face from sight within the deep shadows.

(exit)

((Why has this thread died since I took leave!? I'm stealing my aunt's internet connection right now to check up on the guild -_- wink )

Hinata glanced around as Rei and another shinigami she had never talked to before entered the bar. She had barely registered their presence when they both walked out again; Rei giving barely an uncomfortable, fleeting look around the bar's occupants; and the other female shinigami seemingly distracted by some other happenings outside.

((Gah! Short post gonk ))

Rei entered the bar, once again, for she didn't have anything better to do than walk around the 13 squad areas. The place was less crowded than usual, and the female shinigami breathed a small sigh of relief for the more spacious bar. Sitting at a corner, for she didn't want to seem awkward and butt into other people's conversations, Rei rested her head on her hand and closed her silver eyes.
Well, I tried talking to my zanpaktou, and nothing, so there. She thought depressingly. It's almost... as if.... my zanpaktou doesn't want to talk with me...... Sighing and sighing even more, making her already smallish figure seems even smaller, Rei sat there, gloomy. Should she try a different approach? She wondered. Like fighting and training with someone instead of sitting here feeling sorry for herself? What can she do, anyways? All the shinigamis are too high leveled for her, and they have better people to train with, so she may just be a nuisance to the rest of them. Sigh and more sigh, Rei fell asleep on the table with her brows still furrowed and heart still no less sorrowful.