[the seireitei]

[yanagiissui]

It's been hectic lately. Issui's glad it's time for lunch and that Shinobu's back from her assignment. It's a relief to get out of her squad even for a little while. Issui shuffles along towards the Eleventh Division and hopes no one between there and here remembers she's in 13. She's going to be answering enough questions over lunch without stopping to please gossipmongers on the way.

Even with the distance between the two divisions, Issui travels this path often enough that it doesn't take her long. She doesn't even get much of a response from the men out in the training yard, which she has to walk around to get to the offices. Hopefully Shinobu is actually done enough with her post-mission paperwork load to leave. Maybe she should have brought takeout instead. Hmm.

On her way in, she passes... what was his name? One of the tenth seats, she thinks. He stammers a greeting at her and she nods. He's always struck her as a little weird. She knocks on the door, but enters without waiting. Issui shuffles to Shinobu's desk and bows deeply. Almost too deeply, actually. Don't overbalance and fall, Yanagi. That's ridiculous. "Good afternoon, Akiyama," she says gravely. "I hope you're well today."

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[akiyamashinobu]

Madarame looks distinctly disappointed at the general lack of details on the Kuchiki scandal. Shinobu would be, too.... but that would just fuel the Third Seat further.

"Fine," He relents, after a moment, folding his arms across his chest and actually moves so that they can pass. "You can go to lunch, Akiyama. But don't be late coming back - you're still on duty."

"Sure, sure," Shinobu replies with a dismissive wave, taking the moment to drag Issui along with her, past Madarame.

She doesn't bother to talk again until Ikkaku is well out of earshot. "Did you really not hear anything?"

[yanagiissui]

Issui lets Shinobu drag her along, even going slightly boneless as she's dragged past Madarame. She almost catches his hand with her foot, not that he's likely to notice. There's also a close call where she almost trips-- she'd really rather not fall and drag Shinobu down with her. Fortunately, she recovers well enough to just trip awkwardly and flail a little.

"Not much," she replies finally. "There are a lot of rumors going around, but none of them sound likely to me. The only thing anyone can agree on is that Kuchiki is apparently facing a death sentence." Issui shrugs. She can't imagine Rukia doing anything to deserve that, but this is the Soul Society. The standards here are... strange.

[akiyamashinobu]

"Execute a noble? A Kuchiki?Yeah, I think Madarame's pie stealing sounds more realistic." Shinobu scoffs louder than she meant to, crossing her arms over her chest. "Weird that you don't know much. You'd think that her squad would at least get some wind of what's going on."

[yanagiissui]

Issui snorts. "I agree." She folds her arms behind her back and keeps even with Shinobu. "Captain Ukitake has been ill recently," she adds after a moment. "That's probably why we haven't heard anything."

She's actually not even sure if he knows what happened. The third seats are... very protective. Issui wouldn't put it past them to keep news from him if they thought it would make him sicker.