Frog
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For both Nibui and Hiroka, the journey is as expected, devoid of almost any exchange between the two. If the day was any other, then they might have had something to chat about. Unfortunately the two are faced with a daunting task that originated from a sorrowful event. Either they were lost in their own thoughts or they were focusing on the situation at hand, readying themselves or maybe even hyping themselves up for possible conflict.
With the sheer size of the Seireitei, the transition between Eleventh barracks to the Senkaimon in Tenth Division, it would still take the two a few minutes to complete their commute, even at the speed the two traveled. Midway through, something popped into Nibui's mind, a harsh reality that he couldn't help but want to share with his companion.
"Hey, if I'm being honest, I don't see myself being able to incapacitate Shizuka. I'd rather not risk any further casualties and if I have to…"
He pauses briefly, almost as if contemplating his own words, thinking through the possibilities a little longer. Then he continues.
"...If it comes down to it, I'll kill him myself. If those present and yourself can deal with him in a non-lethal manner, then I'd appreciate it. Otherwise, he will die."
He goes silent once more, the Lieutenant doesn't expect Hiroka to give a reply if he doesn't want to. This was simply something he had to say before they touch down in Naruki City. Soon enough they would be at the Senkaimon.
The arrival of the Lieutenant and Fourth Seat at Tenth is likely unexpected and for a moment, their appearance brings a visible fear to the faces of the members that guard the gates. Not even an hour ago, they were warned that they would answer to the Lieutenant of Eleventh if they were denied, they hadn't done anything to warrant this but here he was. Worse yet, he was not alone. Two high seated officers had shown up and without a doubt they were beyond serious. Sweat dripped from the faces of those unseated members, it seemed as though an unseen force had a stranglehold on them. Seconds felt like minutes to the poor Shinigami.
"We're headed to Naruki City to offer our support."
A deep sigh of relief escapes one of the two guards, the other shoots them a stern glance, pretending as though they weren't just as relieved.
"O-of course!"
The two members of Eleventh are escorted to the Senkaimon, Nibui follows on through the gates and soon enough he finds himself at the Senkaimon. His grasp on Jubokko tightens briefly and he gives Hiroka a glance and a nod. A quick confirmation that he was ready to continue if Hiroka was. It had been a while now since Nibui had been in the World of the Living, he could feel a slight buzz of excitement. Was it his or Jubokko's or perhaps both?
He steps forward and into the Senkaimon once both are ready. He only hopes that this can be resolved without further death.
With the sheer size of the Seireitei, the transition between Eleventh barracks to the Senkaimon in Tenth Division, it would still take the two a few minutes to complete their commute, even at the speed the two traveled. Midway through, something popped into Nibui's mind, a harsh reality that he couldn't help but want to share with his companion.
"Hey, if I'm being honest, I don't see myself being able to incapacitate Shizuka. I'd rather not risk any further casualties and if I have to…"
He pauses briefly, almost as if contemplating his own words, thinking through the possibilities a little longer. Then he continues.
"...If it comes down to it, I'll kill him myself. If those present and yourself can deal with him in a non-lethal manner, then I'd appreciate it. Otherwise, he will die."
He goes silent once more, the Lieutenant doesn't expect Hiroka to give a reply if he doesn't want to. This was simply something he had to say before they touch down in Naruki City. Soon enough they would be at the Senkaimon.
The arrival of the Lieutenant and Fourth Seat at Tenth is likely unexpected and for a moment, their appearance brings a visible fear to the faces of the members that guard the gates. Not even an hour ago, they were warned that they would answer to the Lieutenant of Eleventh if they were denied, they hadn't done anything to warrant this but here he was. Worse yet, he was not alone. Two high seated officers had shown up and without a doubt they were beyond serious. Sweat dripped from the faces of those unseated members, it seemed as though an unseen force had a stranglehold on them. Seconds felt like minutes to the poor Shinigami.
"We're headed to Naruki City to offer our support."
A deep sigh of relief escapes one of the two guards, the other shoots them a stern glance, pretending as though they weren't just as relieved.
"O-of course!"
The two members of Eleventh are escorted to the Senkaimon, Nibui follows on through the gates and soon enough he finds himself at the Senkaimon. His grasp on Jubokko tightens briefly and he gives Hiroka a glance and a nod. A quick confirmation that he was ready to continue if Hiroka was. It had been a while now since Nibui had been in the World of the Living, he could feel a slight buzz of excitement. Was it his or Jubokko's or perhaps both?
He steps forward and into the Senkaimon once both are ready. He only hopes that this can be resolved without further death.