[CB] Contact (ShibataTim)

His cries for aid had finally been heard and a rescue party quickly made their way to his location. One by one each piece of timber and stone was removed from the pile on and around the metal table that had saved his life. Once they could see the table and Tim underneath, they attempted to drag him out, but failed. One of the men was a fellow Shinigami and noticed the chain shackle binding him to the table. He used a Hado spell and broke him free from the table.

With glee he rushed out as quickly as he could manage and was escorted to the street side by a man and one other Shinigami Tim removed his shirt from around his head that he had used to prevent suffocation from the smoke; he quickly put it over his back. After taking in a deep breathe of the fresh air he remembered the others. "There is four other men trapped in their, quickly time is of the essence!" Quickly he attempted to rush pass the men by him and head for the collapsed building. There was only three things on his mind; if the other men survived, his sword and what had happened to the black box.

The shinigami regarded the frantic Tim before turning to the other man. At the same time those town people gave down trodden looks. They had heard the man's shouts, but they didn't rush to action. Each of them had seen the ruined house. They hadn't thought anyone could survive collapsed building, but Tim had miraculous avoided serious injury. If there had been others in that fire they didn't have the metal table to protect them. Should the fire not have killed them the falling debris had finished the job. Now there was only Tim to tell the story of how this had come to pass. Both shinigami knew that the table they had found him under was reserved for criminals apprehended by the patrols. They would have alot of questions for him as to what had happened. Even more so both of them were curious to why Tim was there in the first place. Did he start the fire? Is so why had he remained in the building afterwards. The whole situation was very troubling. Even more so they deeply saddened to know that shinigami had died. If only they had gotten there sooner things might have been differently. At least that's what they told themselves. They could only stare a the smoke as it rose. Someone would be held responsible for this. The shinigami looked at the people gathered.
"We're taking you back to Seireitei." the shinigami said. "You're going to tell us everything." He didn't want what happened to be released to the public.