Rangiku: “Wah?, today is actually my day off! Don't you go accusing me by your standards.”

Matsumoto spoke her mind quite openly, since the 8th division Captain and herself were rather frequent partners in crime, and she hadn’t a filter when it came to being teased. She crossed her arms about her chest, assuming a serious posture to back up her comment, even though absolutely everyone knew that indeed Matsumuto and Shunsui were equally lazy and irresponsible.

Rangiku: “You sneaked off here no doubt. How about buying the next round in exchange for my silence?”

The wily female shook one of the emptied bottles, a conniving look written all over her face. Usually she had no leverage to pin the tab on Kyoraku , because most of the time she was just as guilty of brushing off her duties. Savoring an opportunity like this was priceless, however her attention was momentarily diverted, how could it not have been?… a nearly 7 foot man with spiky hair was hard to misss. Kenpachi was certainly an odd sight in an establishment with such a relaxed feel, one could imagine most other non shinigami clients would faint once he stepped in, both by his fearsome appearance and immense spiritual essence, never the less he seemed to keep it quite under control (or maybe it was just his eye patch)

Rangiku: "Hmmm, Yumichika, looks like your Captain is enjoying some time off too, how bout you call him over, Kyoraku Taicho is buying!"

She elbowed the fifth seat to encourage him, the more the merrier she always thought, and although she wasn’t that acquainted with Zaraki, it was all the more amusing to her, just to dig a bigger hole in the pony tailed Captain’s pocket.

"You're asking me to bother the Captain of Squad 11 while he is drinking?" Yumichika asked, a shocked expression on his face. "He would kill me." He did not, however, voice his opinion of the most ugly way in which she was trying to goad him into approaching Captain Kenpachi.

Of course Zaraki was able to hear the conversation happening at the other table. He was also aware of the fact that he had little in common with the gathered and that his presence would only serve to make the group....uncomfortable. Isn't he considerate?

The bottle is tipped up and his throat works as he drinks down the sake. A glance of that one eye is cast to his squad member Yumichika. The back of his hand is used to wipe away the sake from his lips.

"I would not kill you for interrupting my drinking sake, Yumichika." Zaraki says simply, "Only if you did so for no reason."

He's cut short by the sing-song voice from the door, "Ken-chan!" The pink haired Lieutenant comes flying through the door and Zaraki reaches a hand out to grab Yachiru by the back of her shihakushou an lifts her up.

"Eh?" He's handed a stack of papers drawn on in different colors. His grin is unsettling as he realizes they are his work missives and sets Yachiru on the table. "You finished all the paperwork, eh?" He chuckles a bit and can already hear the complaints from the other Divisions.

He even tolerates his Vice-Captain reaching out to one of the carefully molded hair spiks to make the bell sound. Demon of the Gotei, yes. But he seems to have an endless well of patience for the high spirited girl.

Shunsui watched as the 11th seniors created a distraction which would attract both of his drinking companion's attentions. Seeing his chance, he deftly, and silently, ran out of the door. Matsumoto would likely squeeze him for more than he actually had if he stayed. She could drink an elephant under the table, and then some. Plus, there were a few other bars in the area that had come to accept his patronage.

Then again, it was probably a good time to go back to the the division headquarters. Nanao-chan had probably started looking for him by now, and he would rather be caught napping than drinking, especially since he was meant to be doing work from his office. Facing in the direction of Sereitei, the captain set off at a slight run. He just hoped that Rangiku wouldn't realise he was gone till it was too late.

ooc: sorry for the quality I rushed through it

Rangiku pulled an awkward face, when she realized Kenpachi heard every word of their conversation, admittedly discreetness wasn't her strong point. She tried to behave casually, putting on a blameless front and a cheesy smile as she waved at the 11th‘s Captain. Instead of feeling embarrassed, she decided to shamelessly pass the buck on the unamused officer.

“See Ayasegawa? He’s no stiff! You‘re so overly dramatic.” She blurted in a bouncy and over the top voice.

Luckily, the random arrival of the pink haired fukutaicho distracted everyone from their previous train of thought. The flaky woman, dropped her shoulders in relief, and leaned back into her seat, hoping that Yumichika would take the fire (if any). Relaxing once again, the easygoing beauty was apparently uncaring of her surroundings, but caught a certain movement out of her peripheral vision.

“Please excuse me for a moment” she said softly, not addressing anyone in particular, but making sure not to be rude.

Rangiku, dug into her uniform and pulled out her communication mobile, quickly punching in a sequence of keys, accompanied by a soft chime confirming the completion of a command. Promptly after she smiled contently and returned her attention to the table.

Yumichika nodded wordlessly in acknowledgement of his Captain's statement.
Then Yachiru Kusajishi, Adjutant of Squad 11, walked in and headed straight towards Captain Kenpachi.

"Adjutant Yachiru." He adressed the tiny, pink-haired officer. "Good to see you."
As Capain Kyoraku slipped out - no doubt to sneak back to his Squad's headquarters before his adjutant found him here - he poured himself another drink - draining the bottle he had ordered.
He sipped the drink with a long-suffering sigh.

There was a squeal from Yachiru as she sees Yumichika, "Peacock!" Of course, Zaraki could have saved the beauty-conscious 5th Seat from his bouncy Lieutenant, but watching was just as entertaining, really.

Papers in hand, She dashes over and crawls into Yumichika's lap and goes about showing him her colorful 'signatures' Zaraki grins and slowly rises up with the soft sounding of his bells. Without an invitation needed, he sits down beside his 5th seat and glances at the others at the table.

That rumbling voice, "Yumichika, we're going to be testing out the new recruits for the 11th Division soon. I want you and Ikkaku to handle it. I don't want any pansies in my damn Division so tell Ikkaku to go rough on them. S'already bad we got two women."

"Kenny! Can I go!?" His one eye focuses on the pink haired demon before looking up to Yumichika, "Yeah, you gotta do what pretty boy here says, though." Drinking at the saucer as he looks to Matsumoto for a moment when she sits back down.

Shifting a bit as he leans back. "Also, I'm giving you an allowance, Yumichika, I don't trust the rest to handle this, so it's your duty. The 11th is going to host a party. Need you to make the place look good. I'll be sending Ikkaku to deal with that woman with the fireworks."

The doors are pushed open and the sight of a terrifying composed Nanao is filling it. She's closed her communicator and looks at the gathered. Not seeing the pink haori...she looks to Rangiku.

"Matsumoto-fukutaichou..." Said in greeting as the doors close behind her. "He was just here? -And- he skipped out on his bill on you?" That she was taking this so well was a bad sign. Reaching up to adjust her glasses softly.

She held a stack of papers that looked to be about the size of her kido book. "You have my every assurance that Kyoraku-taichou will be covering at the least his own drinks' cost." And pain of death. He skipped out on his duties to drink sake?

"If you will excuse me...I have some business to attend to."

Rangiku stared at the rambunctious young adjutant as she clambered on the feathered fifth seat with her uniquely informal missives, Matsumoto would have been enthusiastic about her paper work too, if her Captain accepted it in such a format. Tapping her fingers on the table, for a moment she seemed to have her attentions set elsewhere.

Hmmm this is weird, she usually shows up like a bullet…

Expectant of whatever it was, she didn’t seem to be paying much attention when Kenpachi joined the table, but it changed the minute her ears caught the word “party”. Usually the blonde would have jumped up in excitement and proceeded to invite herself on the spot, but in this case, the gathering would take place in a rather unknown and reputedly unwelcoming squad, the fact they were holding in the first place was odd. There was however a second set of words that also captured her interest, (though at first she merely thought she heard wrong) when the gruff Captain mentioned the breaking in of new recruits, and complained about having two women amongst the ranks. If what she'd heard was true, then a female other than the mischievous half pint had been drafted into the combat corps, that alone made for a worthwhile reason to drop in for the inquisitive woman.

Just as Rangiku was going to raise a question about this spontaneous social gathering, she noticed the spectacled eight division Lieutenant. Nanao instantly assimilated the situation without even questioning the one who tipped her off, it was one of the qualities that made her so efficient.

"That's right, actually he can't have gone far, I didn't seem like he flash stepped out of here... taking a wild guess he either came to his senses and ran back to work..... or more likely is at the bar across the street and four buildings down."

The blue eyed lady, commented smoothly and pointed out the small window she enjoyed so much. It was always a comical sight, when the strict adjutant went on a warpath, though it probably wasn’t as funny to Kyoraku.

"Aah yes, Kuukaku Shiba." Yumichika replied as he accepted the Captain's assignments - the ever-rambunctious Yachiru bugging him all the while. An ugly woman if ever there was one - For his part, Yumichika was glad to not have to deal with her. "Very well then. I'll head out immediately."
Having once observed Captain Kuchiki's effective solution to the little pink thing's antics, he withdrew from a pocket a sweet pastry Yachiru was fond of and set it down on the table in front of her. As he stood, 8th Division Adj. Nanao Ise walked in. "Adjutant Ise, it's good to see you." He said politely, then made for the door. "Another time perhaps, Adjutant Matsumoto."
And he left.

[exit YUMICHIKA AYASEGAWA]

A large hat appeared in the doorway, and the captain's face soon after. He was sure had heard someone had saying something about a party and drinks, even from a few miles away. As his eyes started to try to look around, he wondered why all he could see was black. He looked up into the face of a rather annoyed looking young woman who seemed as though she was just leaving.

Shunsui smiled at her, and opened his mouth to say something, but heard a slight flapping, and sighed instead. He straightened up, and put one arm around Nanao as he peered into the room.

"See you all later," he said slightly mischeviously.

He dissapeared with Nanao, leaving only the fluttering of the small black insect behind him. What did the old man want now?

OoC Sorry for the auto, Nanao. OoC

Fluttering dispersedly across soul society were tiny black shadows, a well recognized omen that something of importance was at hand. As each arrived at their destination, they relayed information directly from the commanding headquarters. This one in particular flew past the numerous stalls in the first district to find itself posing daintily on the rim of a sake bottle as it delivered it’s message.

“ This is Commander in Chief Genryuusai Yamamoto. All available Captains and Vice Captains are to report to the 1st division headquarters. The assembly will take place immediately.”

An irritated expression momentarily settled on the attractive woman's face, like a spoiled child who's been deprived of their fun. She released a sigh of disenchantment, before she picked up the remainder of her bottle, bringing it straight to her lips and polishing off the bottom of the delectable rice wine.

"Yare yare...So much for relaxing, and I was just beginning to feel buzzed"

Despite her complaining the 10th division Vice Captain, rose immediately to her feet, the proper attitude towards her duty replacing her casual manner. She threw a glance at the 11th division Captain and his young lieutenant to confirm their departure to the assigned meeting before heading to the door.




[exit]