Oh boredom... (Open)

It was late afternoon, the sun was still shinning over the seiretei, shade delightfully long wind blowing through the streets, yet even on such a perfect time a day this place has gone into a state of boredom, or so did Shikuro atleast think, he had gotten a bit ahead on his paperwork though there was much of it, he had thought of going over to Kaiyo to help there but she wasn't there either, so instead he thought to take a walk, hoping that he'd find something to do, on such a boring day, being bored, is and will always be troublesome.

He slowly walked down along the streets, his eyes softly gliding over the few people he passed, his hands deep down into his pockets while his Squad badge was hanging nicely on his right arm, it wasn't like he actually needed to wear it, but he just felt like it, at some point he would proberly stop being so overly proud of it and wear it less, but for now, he felt it was alright for him to be proud.

His jaws departed into a jawn, as his eyes went sleepy for a moment, they where tired, after having been used to read and reread all the paperwork yet his body felt displeased and unused, so this walk would atleast make it some good.

The sun was near the ending of it's peak, and most of seireitei was under a spell of, well, boredom. It was times like these that showed Saroki why she became a shinigami, to fight for times like these; The peacefulness and serenity wasn't really her thing, but once in a blue moon she would take a moment to relax, and enjoy existence. This was one of those times, even if she celebrated in a different way than most people. It was a bit early for drinking, but Saroki was a bit of a alchoholic, she never wanted to go a day without at least one drink. Most taverns wouldn't take her, usually because she looked so young. But there were a select few that didn't really care.

Saroki was in a tavern called "The White Lotus" She was sitting on a stool near the middle of the front counter. Her ochoko was half-empty. She had been here for nearly thirty minutes, generally relaxing. Although she to had to admit, she was bored out of her mind. She had the day off and nothing and noone to spend it with. She let out a quiet sigh as she took another sip out of her ochoko. Saroki wished for someone to throw some interest into this day; A thug atacking her, a thief, or even a child that lost it's mother would do.

She looked out a nearby window, watching as the occasional happy citizen pass by. 'I really hate days like this.' She thought to herself. Saroki began to feel something just then though, a small, but interesting spiritual pressure. It felt a bit familiar, but then again all shinigami's reiatsu's are similar. She watched as Shikuro started walking by the tavern. Saroki raised a eyebrow slightly, half wishing that he would come in, at least then she could have someone to talk to, even if she wasn't the social type.

Shikuro stopped up noticing the rather familiar surroundings, this wasn't exactly the first time he was around this place, yet he had never really put much into what kind of place this was like or anything alike that, he remembered it clearly though this was the place, though last time he was around here he was alot younger and inexperienced barely what you could call a Shinigami... this had also been the place for his first intended brawl, not alike it was him who wanted to do it, but the one who was walking with him sure did want it.

He shrugged for a moment, looking up at the sign, "The White Lotus" pretty catchy not really much else to say about it, it was proberly just a normal tavarn but it still was a place that had left a memory by him so the least he could do was go in and look around.

And so he walked inside he it was rather crowded nothing much he reakky just found the nearest free place to sit down, though he wasn't much for alcohol besides it wasn't like he really could go out a drink like this, people might see this as some way of drowning his sorrow, though he wasn't so he just ordered some tea instead, with all the things happening lately he really needed to stay focussed.

Saroki watched as Shikuro came inside and took a seat on a stool just a few feet away from her. She examined his appearance carefully, he was rather scary looking. A large scar stretched down from the left side of his face down to nearly his waist. He wore a rather menacing expression, and not only that; He was wearing a lieutenant badge, it also showed him being in 11th division, now that was probably the scariest thing about him.

11th squad was full of headstrong shinigami, usually all of them were crazy powerful. Saroki smirked slightly, she always admired 11th squad for their attitudes towards battle. She even applied to enter the squad, but was denied. Not because of her power, but because of her approach towards battle. She didn't enjoy the heat of battle as others did. Saroki pondered whether or not she should talk to this man, he didn't quite look to be in the mood.

Saroki took the last drink of sake. She glanced back at window once more. Saroki kept seated there for a few more moments untill looked back at Shikuro. "So what would make a lieutenant of squad 11 leave the training grounds to drink?" She said with a tad bit of curiosity, a small smile of sarcasm on her face.

Shikuro waited patiently for his tea nothing special about that, just the tea he liked both cause of its taste and for how good it is to ones own body, taking care of his body was something he cared very much abou, ofcourse that didn't mean he wouldn't take risks in combat and that sort, just not risk thats to high compared the the goal.

He looked up and around for a moment having caught on to why he first had entered, but his looking around was soon interupted by a voice, he slowly turned towards it with a raised eyebrow of speculation, ofcourse the badge pretty gae him away of both Squad and rank, he softly smiles towards the girl, pleasantly.
"I'm much rather here to hide away from the paper work, m time of sparing is over for the day... And I don't really feel like it..."

Harsh words comming from one of squad 11 but he had his reasons why he didn't, it was rather simple really, but yet again, he really just didn't care so much about running around fighting people, atleast not today, everything was changing fast around him, he could barely keep up himself.

Saroki listened intently to Shikuro; He seemed a bit lazier than he should've been. How did this guy get into 11th Squad? Usually only the best of the best were allowed to join. Saroki even applied once, but was shot down faster than she could blink, something about 'Not having the right atittude.' Saroki looked out a nearby window. This guy was even more boring than the tavern right now. Then again, maybe not every 11th squad member was a hot headed brute that lived to bash peoples skull's in, as the cliche pointed out.

Saroki looked back at Shikuro. She realized, he wasn't as scary as he was sharp; She looked at him for a moment, such sad eyes he had. Saroki felt akward in this position, she really hadn't thought about what she was going to say to him, it was immature for her to think if she even just said hello to him that suddenly something interesting would happen. He was just a casual man, just like the rest of the people in the seireitei.

Saroki noticed the door to the tavern open up, and suddenly seven men walked in. They looked like the type that'd start a fight, but Saroki didn't bother looking at them, she had a tendancy to beat the shit out of people like that. They had higher spiritual pressures than a normal person, but again, Saroki didn't bother with it. "Oi, what's your name." She asked Shikuro.

Shikuro was indeed very lazy person but in a very good way, he would always use his brain to figure out how to get around things with the least work neccesary and that couldn't really be a bad thing, it only got the things done faster and better.
But it didn't really matter.

He was there he was for once these days relaxing it was all good, ofcourse he had to stay alittle bit focussed he was actually in company or someone else than himself right now.
He turned slightly towards her, smilling softly to her.
"I'm Shikuro Nara... and yours miss?"
It was first now he really thought about what type of person he was talking to he rarely did that though all in all it looked like someone who looke dfriendly not rude, and that was more than enough for him to hold a conversation with her.

She thought for a moment, his voice was friendly, not the type that fit his apperance. She wondered if he had any friends, he probably wouldn't have been here alone if he did. From his appearance and his response to her question, she deducted that she could probably get along with him well. She smiled back, "Kanime Saroki..." Saroki responded, she looked down at the counter. The men that had just entered took seats at a table behind Shikuro, they talked loudly about their day. The bartender came back out, with a ceramic cup of tea in his hands, her passed it to Shikuro and walked back to the kitchen. Saroki glanced at the contents of the cup, tea? For a lieutenant of squad 11? How strange was this man. He fit none of the expectations of squad 11 social wise.

(She gathered that he was probably strong...) She was interesting in Shikuro, but she had no idea what to say to him. Perhaps she just had no social skills, she never reall initiated conversations, and plus; Asking questions wasn't really something she did, she found it rude. "I didn't expect you to be so warm towards me, heh. I guess not all squad 11 shinigami are bone heads...How did someone like you manage to get in?" She asked with mild interest, she smiled weakly, hoping that he wouldn't find her asking rude.

Shikuro gently smilled as the bartender brought his Tea not really paying any attention to the Reactions of conversator he was conversing with he didn't really care if she had been brought to an oppinion cause of him drinking tea instead of Sake well it couldn't exactly be a bad oppinion.
He turned to Saroki after having her haer name, nodding with a very Soft smile.
"Well Saroki, thats a lovely name and I'm pleased to meet you"
He nodded gently after having spoken turning slightly back to his tea putting both hands on it, the cup was warm, and he let the warmth flow out into his hands before taking a small sip.

He then turned his attention fully back onto Sarki raising a eyebrow due too her comment.
"Warm? And a friendly person if thats what you mean is that a bad thing for someone of 11th squad?"
He chuckled gently not really taking it as any offence to tell the truth he could understand where she got it from many of 11th squad members where nothing but brutes wanting to fight. But after thinking for a moment he continued to answer her question.
"I suppose it was a mix of giving an impression to the Captain and a high grade in my skills of fighting..."
His smile fadded lightly though it was still there, just after speaking of the captain he knew he had to show some mourn for the captain's "Death" so he did like that.

Saroki turned around, resting her back in the counter; She cracked a smile at Shikuro's remark, a friendly face may not have been bad for squad 11, but besides Kaiyo it was well known that every shinigami in that squad was either a quiet psycho, or a loud thug. And that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it was a combat oriented squad after all, despite whatever she said towards 11th squad, she always wanted to join it herself.

She sighed a moment after Shikuro was done talking, wondering if that's what she should've done. She figured that trying to befriend her superiors would only make them hate her, but that was simply the way she thinked. Then again she applied at a earlier time, and maybe requirments had changed since then.
Saroki looked down at the ground, now remembering Kaiyo. She was a close friend to Saroki, one might even say family. Saroki had tried her best to shed away her despair, but it was no use, it was too soon for any sort of healing to begin.

"Y'know, about five or six years ago I applied for the same squad you're in..Got shot down within a day." Saroki said with mild humour in her voice, she chuckled afterwards.

Shikuro didn't really know why he exactly was accepted he could only guess, though it had been a good choice, maybe he was fortunate to even get the choice as he had both the Second squad captain and the 11th ffer him room, he didn't really know things where this strict. Ofcourse he didn't know Kaiyo's or whoever it was at the time reasons for declining the entrance of this woman. Ofcourse he couldn't judge it himself.

He turns around turning his back against the bar, and then facing more towards Saroki raising an eyebrow, he smiled softly as he always could when not really sure what to say, just building up momentum.
"Sometimes... things are just not meant to be..."
He tilted his head, knowing full well the meaning of those words, alot of things has changed Shikuro's own perspective of things, so far he knew all he ever wanted was to be a captain, and to be trusted, even that which was his greatest dream, had changed, he didn't even want to anymore. He knew what he wanted to but that was his own secret.

She sighed, aknowledging his words. She wasn't cut out for 11th squad she guessed, she couldn't say she enjoyed combat, although she didn't dislike it either. Her problems with fighting were the risk of it, the fact that if she lost others might fall into harm. Her greatest wish was to become a captain, one who could protect the soul societey from all threats. She wouldn't press Shikuro anymore.

Saroki got up from her seat and started walking towards the exit. "Well, i'll leave you to your business. She said, raiseing her left hand, waving it back to Shikuro. "If you ever need someone to talk to...Look me up." she said with a smirk.
Once outside the bar, she stopped for a moment. Overcast started to roll in, and it seemed like the tempature had dropped dramatically.
She started walking back to her barracks.

"I wonder why...It's so cold out today..."

Shikuro sighed, not really paying way too much attention to the conversation, not cause he felt like being rude, but more alike getting lost in thoughts. He took another sip, at first not even reaction to Saroki saying good bye, though soon after the door closed he figured that he haven't really been roughly nice right there and didn't really want to leave the impression of being such a cold person after just one meeting.
He got up from the chair pretty quickly leaving alittle bit of money to pay for the tea and then with quick steps moved outside of the bar.

He looked around spotting Saroki within moments.
"Hey hold on..."
Another few quick step let him catch up to her within a very short ammount of time, he smiled softly rubbin the back of his head.
"I'm sorry about that... I didn't really mean anything by it, I wouldn't be able to judge your capabillities without even knowing you.. I kinda have alot on my head and these days I tend to say stuff that I shouldn't and for that you have my appoligy"
He exhaled relaxed having said what he wanted, and now he could relax a bit more.