To Those Left Behind

**Date Started:** November 29th, 2021
**Date Completed:** Ongoing
**Previous Role-Play**: N/A
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**Users Involved:** User:Nearó\_Unlimited
**Setting:** Seireitei, Shinigami Research and Development Institute
**Characters Involved**: Yoshino Jūsuke

***Year 2020. The day of the Vanishing.***

It was peaceful.

Even if it wasn't the initial thing one would think of in an enviorment full of dutiful, Hollow and Quincy hunting Shinigamis just itching for something to happen, the streets around Seireitei could be surprisingly serene for most of its occupants whenever they wanted to take a step back.

Such was the case of one them. A woman with faded hair of both red and pink was crouching down with her back against the wall, eyes plastered across the empty pavements surrounding her and letting the shade cover her present from the ever scourcing sun on the other side of the wall. She brought the cigarette back up to her mouth, at first she didn't even inhale, just inhaled some of the smoke and held it in her mouth, letting it engulf her and whirl almost to the point of encroaching past her nose before she opened her mouth again. Taking in the view of that faded puff of smoke as it passed her lightly tinted glasses, only to return that small roll of human-made tobacco and inhaling it for real this time, making sure to take her time as the smoke filled her lungs before exhaling it soon after. The woman's body had already had its fair share of these inhales already, her nerves had already cooled down as well as it could at this point.

Filling her lungs with a breath of fresh air, the female shinigami reached down to tap the tip of her cigarette against the stone floor as to put it out. Tilting her head away from the wall behind her and exhaling her breath in a long, drawn out manner as she put each hand on her knees and pushed herself off the ground. With the preparations being out of the way, she took a turn and the clacking sound of her heels appeared to have announced her pressence to the man up front.

"Good morning."

"Good morning." The woman replied back to one of the Seniors as she stood before the gate of the 12th Division, as well as one of the many facilities belonging to that of the Shinigami Research and Development Institute. The older man was casually resting one hand at the palm of his sword whilst holding a brown clip pad in the other, perhaps containing a list of everyone visiting the vicinity for the day.

"You the new transfer?" The Shinigami inquired as his eyes wandered across the woman's body. Everything seemed to be in place even at a glance, Yoshino wore the same laboratory coat that many of the people in this division had come to wear as a custom, as well as the regular, black shihakushō that almost all Shinigami had. Yet the man couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as her coat came with its own set of waistbands and even sleeve straps at the end of each arm, making it look more akin to a trench coat than a lab coat with all things considered.

"Yes, Jūsuke... Yoshino Jūsuke. Formerly of the 8th Division."

"And which seat have they assigned to you now?"

"Still under investigation and the reason why I was called here a day early. I'm to meet up with the Vice-President & Lieutenant Akon and determine where he and the President & Captain Kurotsuchi needs me."

The older shinigami turned silent as he peered down to look at his clip pad, removing his fingers from the sword and bringing it to his mouth. Licking the tip of both his thumb and index finger before using them to flip between the white sheets of paper in front of him, it must've gone by a minute or so before he finally raised his gaze again.

"Everything seems to be in order, you're free to enter." And with that, the shinigami turned on his heels and walked up to the side of gate itself where a number of buttons or keys were presented before him. Reaching out and with just a few taps, the clear sound of a "click!" echoed from the device before being overshadowed by that of metal and turning cogs coming from the gate. If you didn't know the password then you were certainly going to need a convenient set of skills to get inside this fortress, that much was certain. Yet it didn't take long before the doors had finally stopped making a ruckus and they parted ways automatically, prompting the older shinigami to raise his free hand towards the barracks now being in view as if to welcome her inside.

"And a piece of advice from one senior to a junior. Don't adress the Captain and the Lieutenant with both titles, just go for one or the other. Or better yet, use President when you're in here and Captain anywhere else. Got that?"

"Understood."

*To be continued...*