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[goneonenight]

[The feed turns on to a pair of large golden eyes. They pull back just far enough to reveal a dark-skinned face framed in black hair--a woman who looks to be in her mid to late twenties. A large bowl--about the size of a mixing bowl--rests on the seat next to her, the tips of a pair of chopsticks barely visible over the rim; she’d wasted no time raiding the fridge after her arrival]

[Frowning, she reaches out to hit a key on the netbook, clearly not yet at ease with her new communication device.]

They could have better explained how to use this... [She mutters, giving the computer a narrow look as she decides whether or not it’s actually working. Finally, she shrugs, figuring she might as well try.]

I assume everyone got the same story upon arrival. I can’t help but wonder at the fact that people with the power to pull us from our homes without warning aren’t capable of winning a war without our help.

[Her voice is even, with a clear sardonic edge that suggests she’s not quite ready to jump in and be a team player just yet. Still, she’s not rushing to judgment just yet, preferring to gauge the attitudes of others presumably in her situation.]

So, tell me--assuming you all cooperate with our [abductors] hosts--how did they convince you to do so?

[pauses]

And on the off chance there’s anyone here from Seireitei or Karakura, I’d appreciate you contacting me.

[Frowns again, and reaches out to tap the screen.]

Shit, this thing isn’t on, is it?

[She sighs and stands up; might as well go out in her cat form and gather information that way, until she can figure out how to work this stupid thing.]

[That decided, she hooks her thumbs into her waistband and draws her pants off in one smooth motion.]

[Luckily for those more squeamish, her shirt hits the tops of her thighs, keeping this PG-13]

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[trickstermentor]

[Doot doot doot what a nice corridor this is~]

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[goneonenight]

[makes a point of locking the door]

[loudly]

[then turns to go back to her room]

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[trickstermentor]

Well you know I'm never going to be able to look at your device if you lock me out.

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[goneonenight]

Breathing on my door isn't helping either, but you seem happy enough to do that.

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[trickstermentor]

Well when one is expecting company it is generally considered polite to come and let them in.

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[goneonenight]

When one is company it's polite not to hover like some creeper.

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[trickstermentor]

[Knock knock knock]

When one has asked for one's oldest friend to take time out of his busy schedule to assist her, she could already have the door open to him.

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[goneonenight]

[walks back out and opens the door]

When one decides to be annoying, he's implicitly accepting the consequences.

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[trickstermentor]

[There's a slow, easy smile on the face at the sight of her as he takes out his fan and bats her on the nose with it. As deliberately facetious as he's being, he's heartily relieved to see her.]

My dear Yoruichi-san, I am quite sure I don't know what you're implying~

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[goneonenight]

[And as Kisuke is possibly the only person who can get away with that, she simply wrinkles her nose and steps back to let him inside.]

And I'm just as sure you do, but no matter.

[Looks up at him, also more relieved to have him here than she can say.]

That didn't take long. Were you close?

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[trickstermentor]

Yoruichi-san, when it comes down to coming to your aid in your hour of need, surely you would not expect anything less than my utmost haste at getting to your side?

[A beat.]

...Of course it does help that my room just so happens to be that one there.

[And to emphasise this point, he gestures at the very room next door.]

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[goneonenight]

[Her eyebrows raise]

That close? Well, that'll make mealtimes easier.

[Because clearly she's not cooking. Then she sighs, figuring she ought to get down to business.]

I don't suppose you've been able to find out much more than I have? I know it's only been a few hours. [She's assumed they arrived at the same time, unaware of the time difference between them.]

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[trickstermentor]

Ha-ha, I see that once again I am to be bent to the whims of my tyrannical oppressor and tied by the apron strings to the oven of her desires~

[He bops her on the tip of her nose with his fingertip.]

From what I have been able to tell in the 24 hours that I have been here... we are very, very much not in Karakura-cho anymore, Yoruichi-san.

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[goneonenight]

[Absently brushes his hand away from her nose, looking confused]

What do you mean, 24 hours? It's been 2, 3 hours tops.

[trickstermentor]

No, I distinctly recall that I arrived here yesterday.

[goneonenight]

...Kisuke, I just got here today. And I just saw you this morning.

[trickstermentor]

Ahh... that would be the rumoured time discrepancies I've heard about.

Though perhaps you ought to jog my memory, what were we doing on your this morning?

[goneonenight]

I was watching you intimidate the delivery man for bringing the wrong kind of candy.

I think you were just pissed because Tessai was busy and you had to get out of bed to take care of it.

[trickstermentor]

Ahhh....

[And here's a slow, private smile and a gleam in his eye.]

Well staying in bed was a very, very appealing option, can you really blame me for that?

[goneonenight]

I can blame you for anything, you know that.

[Her mouth quirks up in a half-grin]

But focus. So was that yesterday morning for you?

[trickstermentor]

It was indeed. The last thing I remember was settling in for an early evening nap to prepare for a night with the books, it must have been about two hours after we stopped being able to detect any trace of Shinigami power in young Kurosaki-san.

[goneonenight]

I see. I guess pulling people from other realities isn't quite an exact science here.

[sighs]

For the time being, then, I guess we just need to see what we can find out. Get some intel, and start learning our way around the city.

[trickstermentor]

I know precisely what avenue I intend to pursue, I wish to find out exactly what science they used to pull us here. Exact though it may not be, it's a considerable science never the less, I would love to get the chance to examine that in person, though I fear it's not an opportunity I'll be able to get with any degree of ease.

[And use it to send them back; he's just finished fighting one war, it's not top of his to-do list to be enlisted in another right off the back of it.]

Did you take them up on their offer of a weapon?

[goneonenight]

[She nods; it's not surprising he'd start in with that, although she suspects his curiosity will lead him to poking around in other areas as well.]

Hm? Oh, no.

[She shakes her head; she may not carry her zanpakutou, but she's not looking to replace it.]

It just wouldn't feel right. It'd be one thing if it wasn't sentient, but...

[She trails off, knowing he'll understand]

[trickstermentor]

[He does, and subconsciously brushes his thumb over Benihime's handle as she sleeps in her cane. Even unreleased, he can still feel his zanpakutou's pleasure at the gesture.]

Of course. Her Highness was most put out at the very idea of me accepting such a generous gift.