"All of them?" Shinobu frowns dubiously, marching both of them forward. "Even the cactus?"
The unseated officers they pass don't get a second look from her - she can't even recall their names - but she doesn't get much of a chance to ask any questions once the two men are out of earshot. Their way is blocked by none other than the cueball 3rd seat. Napping, apparently.
"Couldn't find a better place than this, Ikkaku?" Shinobu sighs loudly. "Get outta the way."
...Madarame responds by propping his leg up to block her. "That's no way to talk to your superior officer." He lounges a little less - like he needed that formal greeting to puff him up any more, ugh - and nods in Issui's direction. "Maybe she can give you tips on manners."
Shinobu actually groans and knocks his leg down with her foot. "Manners, really. From the man dozing off in the hallway."
Madarame doesn't seem the least bit bothered by that, or the kicking. Instead, he's squinting up at Issui curiously. "Hey, you're in 13, right? Same squad as the Kuchiki that got arrested?"
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Date: 2014-10-06 07:14 am (UTC)The unseated officers they pass don't get a second look from her - she can't even recall their names - but she doesn't get much of a chance to ask any questions once the two men are out of earshot. Their way is blocked by none other than the cueball 3rd seat. Napping, apparently.
"Couldn't find a better place than this, Ikkaku?" Shinobu sighs loudly. "Get outta the way."
...Madarame responds by propping his leg up to block her. "That's no way to talk to your superior officer." He lounges a little less - like he needed that formal greeting to puff him up any more, ugh - and nods in Issui's direction. "Maybe she can give you tips on manners."
Shinobu actually groans and knocks his leg down with her foot. "Manners, really. From the man dozing off in the hallway."
Madarame doesn't seem the least bit bothered by that, or the kicking. Instead, he's squinting up at Issui curiously. "Hey, you're in 13, right? Same squad as the Kuchiki that got arrested?"