Lovely Lady
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Upon arriving in the central district, Shizukana flashed into existence and began to gaze around with a vacant stare. Crowds of people seeking shelter from the onslaught of her vice-captain had yet to stampede their way in so besides a few bustling officers trying to pick up the pieces of the latest travesty, the compound was empty. Swiftly, the captain shunpoed once more and ended up at the doorway of the chamber where prisoner’s Zanpakuto were kept while they served their sentences. A chill surely would have traveled the entirety of her body had she been conscious, for as she waded through the inches of snow in the midst of a scorching summer, there was no doubt that Shimojima had come and gone. Pink orbs scanned the scene and settled upon one space, void of the blade that once belonged to Daigo. So then, he had it, he had not only escaped the confines of his prison but he now had his hands on one of the most prolific Zanpakuto to have ever existed and he was free to do as he wished. Who would stop him? Surely not the recently deceased captain commander, certainly not the fleeing officers. So who?
"He has gone. I wonder where he will go, what his plan is...”
Although Captain Senko stood right there in the same space that she was investigating, she did not speak to him directly. This was due to the fact that she was sleeping, otherwise, the second’s captain would have been subject to a stern scolding Captain Kurayami would have normally subjected him to. Her concerns over how his involvement in the incident with Densagi would have come to light and perhaps in her anger she may have left out that she also played a monumental part in the deconstruction of the initial attempt at preventative measures. Suddenly, she felt it and it was likely that Senko did too. The spiritual power of the Kenpachi was snuffed out, nothing remained to give anyone the impression that he was still alive which had to mean that he wasn’t. It seemed that in the end, the justified rage of the scorned Shiba had proven to be too much for Otokogi and he would receive the rest he had been in need of for so many centuries. Had she been conscious, she would have felt a sense of bitter-sweet relief herself for she believed that her Lieutenant’s rampage would come to an end now that the old man was gone. Worry would have consumed her then, worry about the good man’s golden heart and worry about how he will react knowing how many he put in danger and how many his actions exterminated. Where would he go now that he was a fugitive for what he had done? What would he do, with the revenge taken, what was left? Alas, the sleeping captain slumbered away with a blank gaze fixated on Kagi. After a mildly unintelligible mumble, the woman continued to speak.
“...Rocks do not make good hats…Most of the population has evacuated, to think this happened at the same time. I no longer sense Otokogi, and I do not sense the prisoner.”
Without a commander, the captains were essentially on their own and a slew of decisions to be made had been laid at their feet. It was a list of responsibilities that was now theirs to bear until any of the other captains came together to divvy the tasks out between them. With Daigo missing, to the point that neither she nor the second division captain could no longer locate him, the most pressing matter became the confrontation and imprisonment of Densagi Shiba. Now, the both of them along with the rest of the soul society had experienced the brunt of his unchained outrage not but moments before and this put exactly how difficult that could be into perspective; although he had to have exhausted most of his reserves if not half with his volatile display. There was no one left to make a decision. No one except for them.
"As much as Daigo must be persued, we aren't finished here. Densagi must be confronted."
>>>>>ARRIVING IN THE CENTRAL DISTRICT>>>>
