Working out the Stress(Social Kisala,Yetsuna)

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala laid sprawled on the floor with mounds of paperwork surrounding her. It had been piling up ever since she had gotten back from the being treated for her wounds after a hollow invasion. Not much they could have done for the psychological damage, but that wasn't even the end of it. Not long before that, or after, she couldn't remember anymore, her captain, Harle, had decided to take on the entity of the Kawada family. She was attempting to take over for some reason, and at first Kisala was willing to help her captain out of loyalty. It seemed that Kisala was lucky that Harle had refused her help, and ended up failing her power grab and about to be executed. 

Somehow, she managed to escape. Kisala was still undecided on how to feel about that. On one hand, a criminal of the Gotei 13 was still at large somewhere, doing Soul King knows what, but on the other, she still was thankful for all that her former captain did for her, and hoped that she was fine. Well between her humiliating loss to a hollow, and subsequently begging for life, and the fresh metaphorical knife wound in her back from her captain, she was in a sorry state emotionally. She was letting the other seated officers see to the day to day operations, and any missions that did not require a Vice Captain to handle, and just did all the paperwork and sulked in the barracks. 

She groaned staring up at the ceiling. She remembered that she used to be so much happier. What did she do to deserve all this crap? She slammed her fist onto the ground hard enough to knock over several of the large stacks of paper work. An avalanche of paper covered her, and the majority of the floor. Now there were three things commonly heard from Kisala's room of the Squad 2 barracks. The most common was near uncontrolled sobbing and wails of woe. The second constant attempts to try and pick herself up and get back to her old, energetic self, and failing. The third, and was her screams of unyielding rage! She bolted upright flinging crumpled papers as far as she could.

"This is all your fault!" She screamed to a picture of Harle. Kisala mostly cleaned out everything that would have reminded her of her former captain, expert for this one picture. She had a very specific purpose for it. It was fairly large, making it ideal for target practice. Kisala reached into a draw, and pulled out a hand full of small shuriken throwing them all the way across the room. They thudded into the wall hitting the picture, each one hitting the image of her former captain. That was not all that Kisala hand intended for the helpless image though. From another draw she produced a belt of Kunai knives, each one she pulled out she threw indiscriminately at the direction of the picture still managing to hit it.

An never ending stream of curses could be heard throughout the barracks warning her squad mates that now was not the time to bother her. There had been more than one occasion where she had nearly threw a kunai, shuriken, hell even a javelin or two at someone coming in the door at the wrong time. Kisala was always begging for forgiveness after, but still everyone learned to not try and consul her when she was like this. The longer she went on, the larger the weapons she grabbed became. Knives, axes, spiked balls, all hit the mangled image of Captain Harle with no signs of slowing. A couple of squad two members were outside the building counting the number of impacts, to see how many weapons Kisala managed to hide in her room. They swear it keeps rising with each outburst. 

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna made her way through the passageways of squad 2 on her way to find their vice captain Kisala. It was no secret that division 2 wasn't doing hot at the moment, things were in disarray, deadlines were missed, and missions missed and handed off to other divisions.  She didn't know too much about the situation over there, mainly that their vice captain was in the same position she was in by the fact she was having to run the squad without a captain, though some rumors hinted to the fact that how she came into that situation wasn't exactly pleasant. Needless to say her being her she decided that it was time for a visit to check in on her fellow vice captain to see what help she could offer.

Before long she found herself outside the woman's office and could overhear a fair amount of cursing and profanity along with a fairly fast paced thunking in the wall near the door. "Doesn't sound like she's doin too hot," she thought to herself. "Sounds like she's throwing some rather decent sized objects at the wall," Ishio chimed in. "It's nothing we can't handle," she replied as she unsealed her shikai, having the metal of her blade climb and skitter over her back and arms before forming her gauntlets.

She opened the door and was immediately greeted by Kisala hurling what appeared to be a great axe at her in blind rage. Yetsuna quickly brought her covered hand up to catch the axe head as it traveled to try and split her skull. "Might wanna be careful with those," The redhead teased lightheartedly, "They tend to be kind of dangerous." Yetsuna no signs of being bothered by her first greeting being an axe to the face. She looked to the right where she had been throwing the weapons a moment ago, the wall looked like a damn pincushion. "You look like you could use someone to talk to," she smiled at the woman.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala's choice of weapons soon grew from throwing weapons, to ones that were not so meant to be thrown. She may not have been all that strong, but it was a wonder that she managed to throw so large of weapons at the pace she was going. The wall now was looking more like a dedicated weapon rack at a ninety degree angle. Her arms were starting to tire, and sweat drenched her forehead. Her hands went for a large ax, and she brought it up over her head to throw. Her back arched. The muscles in her arm were tensed. She aimed. Then she heard the door to her office start to slide. Driven by pure rage induced instincts, she turned and threw the ax at the door thinking it was just one of her subordinates. 

When the Vice Captain of squad 3 walked in, and had to catch the ax, hurling at her Kisala's rage still persisted for a second. Her joking did bring Kisala back to her senses. Her rage was now replaced with regret and guilt. It really didn't seem that Yetsuna was bothered by the whole thing, but it still bothered Kisala that she lets it happen. She couldn't really bring herself to look at her fellow vice captain. Kisala sighed. "I'm sorry Yetsuna." She said quietly sitting down on the couch nearby. Her arms were hurting now, and were now covered in sweat. She looked at the wall herself. The thing was covered in thrown weapons. The picture was most likely no longer existing let alone seen.

Yetsuna also noticed the wall and mentioned that Kisala might need someone to talk too. It has been drilled in Kisala's head, that she needed to always show strength and confidence, as a noble daughter of the Shihoin, and even more so now that she was a vice captain of an entire squad of men and women, and was responsible for their lives. Kisala put on a forced smile and looked at Yetsuna. "Sorry again Yetsuna, I just needed to let out some steam, you know?" It was clear to anyone that she was lying. She was a wreck and anyone who was around the young woman knew it. "I am fine, really." She said trying to dismiss the whole thing.

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna flicked her hand up, causing the axe to rise so that she could catch the handle before swinging it down and to her side, planting it in the wall with the rest of the weapon with a fairly hard "thunk" as the girl apologized. "It's not a big deal," she shrugged, "I wish I could say it was the first time it's happened, but its not," she chuckled warmly. With the white haired woman no longer hurling objects Yetsuna resealed her zanpaktou, the metal skittering up her arms towards her back to reform her greatsword.

The squad 2 vice captain began to make her way towards the couch, she was covered in sweat and based on the wall rightfully so. She found herself wondering what caused the woman to fly into such a fit of rage, her money was on it had something to do with the rumors she heard. The woman apologized again before explaining herself and trying to claim she was fine. The redhead walked over towards the desk and leaned on it with her arms under her chest as she listened, "You're a bad liar. I can tell you're tired, and more than likely sore too based on that wall and the strength of the axe throw, so rather then go back and forth why don't I just skip us to the end? Sound fair? You could probably go for a bath, or at the very least a soak, so we can go to a bath house or hot spring, your choice, and talk or I can just carry you to one and force you to stay until you open up." Yetsuna's voice carried an interesting tone as she spoke, it was a weird mix of warm and threatening, joking yet serious.

If Kisala was feeling up for it she could challenge Yetsuna to see if she was being serious or not, but the redhead didn't exactly have a reputation for backing down in games of chicken.

[Kisala Shihoin]

It didn't seem like she would be able to get rid of her that easily. Kisala had been known to butt heads with people from time to time, before everything came crashing down around her. If they had this conversation before, Kisala would have stood her ground just to see what Yetsuna would do, even if she wanted to go with her to begin with. Kisala stood up turning to face her fellow Vice Captain with a hard look like she was about to contest her, but quickly broke eye contact. It just wasn't worth it anymore. "Fine." She said with resigned sigh. She walked over and picked up her own zanpakuto, Haruken, spinning it so the four blades unfolded, then folded back up again before putting it at her hip.

She could feel that Haruken was exited to finally get out of the office. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, she thought. Kisala never sealed her weapon. Haruken hates it when she is sealed. "Lets just go to the spring." Kisala said stretching her arms, and legs. "I havn't been there for a while." She motioned for Yetsuna to take the lead. It would be tempting to try and see if she would go, and Kisala just ditch her on the way, but she would just hear about it later. Kisala would follow, or lead depending on if Yetsuna left first. Through the entire walk she kept her head down, eyes focused on the ground. Her senses were sharp enough to avoid anyone they passed, she just still couldn't look them in the eyes yet.  

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

She gave the woman's cocky smile as she rose to her feet. For a moment it looked like she intended to challenge her, but before she could say anything the woman broke eye contact, it was then she realized just how downtrodden the woman was. From the wall it was easy to tell just how frustrated and stressed the woman was, but it took until now for her to see that she was starting to break from the pressure. It wasn't to say that she was about to snap in half or was about to undergo a psychotic break, more just that the cracks were starting to show. The red head's face went neutral as the woman broke eye contact, "Alrighty then, let's get going."

Kisala motioned for her to take the lead on the way there, which she would do without objection. She knew there was a chance that to woman could try and bolt on her, but based on her disposition she didn't consider that a very likely option. Even if the woman did decide to start running she knew she would have little issue trying to catch her considering the speed her shikai gave her access to would easily allow her to catch her, though not without its own costs. It seemed her initial hunch was right however and the woman had no intentions to run as they made their way towards the spring arriving a few minutes later. Yetsuna tossed a few coins at the attendant to cover both of their fees and made her way towards the female door.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala followed Yetsuna to the spring without incident. The more that she thought about it, the more a visit to the hot spring appealed to her. Even as Kisala kept most of her attention inside her own head, she was aware of the other shinigami that they passed on their way. None of them said anything to them, but their eyes were enough for Kisala to know what they were thinking. They were watching her. They knew about the betrayal of the Squad 2 captain, and were watching for her loyal Vice Captain to follow her. Kisala could feel their eyes on her. They followed her no matter where she went. The only time they averted their gaze was when she tried to meet them. It was starting to drive her crazy. Her fist clenched tightly. If she caught anyone watching her, she would lash out with all the pent up anger no matter who it was. 

Luckily they made it to the spring before she had the excuse to lash out, but it was obvious that she was getting tenser by the second. Yetusa paid for both of them, before Kisala had a chance to reach for her money. She followed the woman taking a deep breath. She secured her zanpakuto, and other small weapons that she kept on her. The number of kunai and shuriken she still had would be quite un-nerving. It was near impossible to tell if the woman was obsessed with the tings, ready to attack someone, or paranoid that someone was going to attack her. Kisala felt completely naked, both figuratively, and literally as she entered the mineral rich water. 

She sighed softly, as she sank down neck deep in the hot water. Her bronze skin glistened from the water. Her white hair was let loose and wild, some if it dipping into the water. For the first time in weeks, there was a small smile on the young Shihoin's face. For a moment she forgot about everything. She forgot about Yetsuan, about the watching eyes of the other shinigami, even the events that still haunted her seemed further away. 

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

The redhead removed the greatsword from her back and stashed in in a locker and began to under her clothing while Kisala did the same. Yetsuna finished undressing first, grabbed a towel and went to wait near the door to the water, trying, and somewhat failing, to keep her eyes from wandering too much. If this had been a normal trip to the springs she wouldn't have thought twice about checking out whoever she was with, but considering the circumstances it would just feel crass, despite that she couldn't keep herself from stealing a few glances; she could tell by the way the woman's uniform fit that she had a very pleasing figure that she wanted to see. The woman was indeed a sight to behold; fit, busty, and bronze, all traits that she very much enjoyed. She was likely gonna have to work to keep some of her more questionable impulses down, at least for now.

The two went to the water and Kisala immediately sank in and let out a sigh before a smile crept across her face. "Oh my, is that a smile?" she faked astonishment as she waded into the pool herself, taking a seat a short distance away and placing her arms up to rest. "So what do you wanna talk about first? We can dive right in if you want. Or we can talk boys, though I kinda prefer women myself, but I guess at the end of the day as long as someone's in my bed I don't to complain too much," she let out a laugh at her own joke, well semi-joke, the statement wasn't as false as one might think. "We could also talk about combat and fighting, i noticed you had an obnoxious amount of throwing weapons back there when you were undressing, you also had a few weapons in your office too if i remember right," she gave the was a wry smile to go with her facetious statement.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala's face heated up when Yetsuna spoke up about her smile. She was a bit embarrassed that she had forgotten that the red headed woman was still there. Her bronze skin took a slightly reddish tone, but she hoped that it would just be chalked up to the springs. Yetsuna voiced some suggestions for conversations. From something as trivial as boys, or girls, to as serious of why they decided to come here. Kisala didn't want to touch that one just yet. She just wanted to relax for a bit. She could feel the hot water easing the tension from the muscles in her neck and shoulders. She smiled sitting up slightly to get a little more comfortable.

Then she brought up her assortment of weapons, she still had on her, and back at the office. "Yeah, I might have overdone it when i was getting them." She said with an embarrassed laugh. "At first, my sister, Kimiko, suggested I use them to try and add variety while in combat." She paused thinking back to the time when she would practice with her throwing weapons just for fun. Axes, knives, and even the odd bomb or two, she never discriminated. "After a while, i started to design my own. Putting patterns on them, forging different styles, I even have a couple designs of my very own for some new weapon, and gadgets." Kisala orange eyes brightened while on the subject. Her body becoming more animated as she talked. "I usually keep my favorites on me, guess i lost count at some point." She laughed louder finally letting her guard down. She was safe from judgment here.

"Though I think Haruken gets jealous when I am spending so much time with my other throwing weapons." She said her smile widening thinking about the many arguments the bratty Zan spirit had with her. "She think that I wanting to replace her with them. She can be so childish." She could feel that Haruken was aware of Kisala talking about her. "Still I wonder if I am using her to her potential. We are an effective team sure, but I feel like we are holding each other back. Do you ever feel that way Yetsuna?" 

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

The redhead gave off a small chuckle to herself when she saw the girl turn a bit red at the mention of her smile, she may have been sitting in hot water, but her expression was enough to betray that she was embarrassed. She pitched some conversation topics and it seemed like weapons was the magic word, the moment she suggested talking about them the woman opened up like a book and her demeanor improved measurably. She knew from her own experiences though that this was likely just temporary and as soon as they started talking she was likely to backslide. Time would tell if she was right, for now she just wanted to keep her in a good head space, it would be easier to get her to talk later and hopefully cause the back slide, if there was one, to be less severe. 

Kisala took the topic and ran with it, Yetsuna was surprised to learn how into weapons the woman was, so much so that she forged her own weapons. She let out a laugh when she talked about her zanpaktou being a brat, but shortly after she was given a rather thoughtful question. She tipped her head slightly as she gave it a moment's thought, "I'm not sure honestly, I've never thought about it. If I had to guess though, I'd say I'm using Ishio to his full potential, but at the same time, still learning new ways to employ his abilities and  it's likely the same thing with you and Haruken. And even if it's not, you guys will manage. When I first met Ishio he wasn't exactly a fan, hell the only reason he came out was to save my ass because I was about to get blown up. We fought, butted heads, and hated each other for a long time, but he was still there to help me and I did what I could for him. Eventually we managed to hash things out. We're designed to work in pairs, us in particular more then others, so regardless of how bad it gets you'll find a way to sort it out."

Yetsuna wasn't too sure if she actually managed to answer the question she was being asked, she just started down a path and kept going, but she still felt like she said something meaningful.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala leaned forward slightly listening to Yetsuna describe her relationship with her zanpakuto. It seemed odd to Kisala that a zan spirit and the wielder would have such animosity twords each other. Yeah, she just got through telling Yetsuna that her and Haruken argued about replacing and sometimes even very trivial stuff, but they still got a long well, and Haruken was always willing to help Kisala. Guess that was one thing that Kisala could say she lucked out on. This topic was starting to get a little serious for her own liking now. She wanted to at least leave it long enough to get off such a heavy topic. She bit her lip slightly thinking. 

"So, about what you said earlier." She started with a mischievous little smile. "You remarked about taking people to bed, had quite a bit of luck with that, or were you just trying to impress me?" She didn't know Yetsuna that well. All she knew of her was certain aspects of her reputation, and that was basically fifth hand information. Nothing to rely on. Normally Kisala wouldn't have asked something so personal, but it was Yetsuna who made such a remark so offhandedly, so she figured that was a more humorous way to start to get to know her. Kisala would start to rotate her arms and then arch her back, trying to work out the tension in her body. 

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna laughed lightly as the white haired woman suddenly shifted the topic, realizing what she had done, "Haha, sorry I guess that was a bit too serious, the answer just sorta got away from me." While amused she was also surprised by the fact that Kisala had shifted the topic so quickly after it got a bit serious, she herself had been meaning to keep things fairly lighthearted, but she hadn't expected her to do the same. While not exactly a bad thing, at least for now, it meant that she might have to dig her heels in if she was going to get any sort of real substantive conversation later. The redhead was also bemused by the topic she had chosen to shift to, granted she didn't know the woman that well, but she still didn't think boy (or girls) and sex was going to be on the sort list of topics even if she had suggested it.

"Anyway," Yetsuna continued on dropping the old topic as well, "I wasn't trying to impress you, though feel free to tell me if you are. I typically have fairly good luck at getting what I want when I want it. Long legs, a good figure, and a big chest tend to do make it a bit easier, as I'm sure you're aware," she teased the bronze woman with a "matter-of-fact-" tone. While most just meant to be a joke, she was looking forward to seeing her reaction, she'd be able to get some interesting info out of it. As she talked the squad 2 vice captain would do a stretch or two to loosen up some muscles she could only assume were sore due to the massive number of weapons she had thrown. Yetsuna was fairly good about not letting herself get distracted and get caught looking when talking to someone, but when the woman arched her back, she lost control of her own eyes for a moment as the bust of the woman became a bit more emphasized. While she herself, didn't mind getting checked out much (within reason) she knew that most others don't share that same point of view, or even if they probably wouldn't appreciate it in this scene. She managed to refocus fairly quickly there was a chance she might not have been caught, but she honestly wasn't too sure.

[Kisala Shihoin]

It seemed that they were on a similar wave length when it came to the conversation. Kisala knew that the heavy stuff will need to be unpacked later, but for now, why not try and enjoy some conversation. As she stretched, she felt her back pop, and muscles loosen making her sigh in relief. She rolled her neck listening to the woman explain her previous comment, and elaborate a bit on her past exploits. As Yetsuna mentioned her assets, Kisala took a quick glance at each as mentioned, not really making it a secret in doing so. Kisala nodded a slight nod in both approval and agreement. Her body didn't seem all that different from Kisala's own in terms of body type. 

Kisala caught the glance at her own body, but paid no mind to it. She was just getting through checking out Yetsuna's so no harm done at all. Kisala shrugged her bronze shoulders. "I guess i could, but I never really found anyone I would want in my bed." She said off highhandedly. "I guess it would be more accurate to say that I never looked. I tended to hang out with along more with a lot of squad 11 then most others. Loud, bousterous, give no fucks while having fun drinking." She reached over head head and laced her fingers behind her head sliding more into the water slightly. Her body freely floating. "I got peoples attention sure, but had to break my share of fingers when they tried to get too hands on, but none that stuck out that way to me, ya know?" She laughed at a couple of flashes of memory. "Think about it, A Shihoin princess getting drunk in some bar surrounded by ruffian-good-old-boys. Think of the scandals that might have caused."

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

The redhead was quite surprised when she saw the woman fairly blatant sope out her bust, and actually seemed to approve of it as well. If nothing else at least that meant she didn't have to worry about getting called out for doing the same. She talked about her own experiences trying to find partners all the while sliding back until she was floating face up in the water. Yetsuna's wasn't entirely sure at the point that if the woman was actively trying to flaunt her chest at her, didn't notice she was doing it, or didn't care, which felt odd because she could generally get a read on people about those kinds of things. She took the opportunity herself to bring her arms off the rest and into the water and slide father her herself, up to her neck. She gave a good laugh when scandals were mentioned, "It's probably a good thing I'm not a noble cause I would have caused about 3 a week."

She paused a moment for a contented sigh of her own, "I gotta say, I'm kinda surprised at your type considering you're in squad 2. You didn't seem like a spook, but not hellraiser either. If I had known I would have invited you to come out with me. My average night out is getting drunk, having a good time, and if I'm feelin frisky maybe start a bar fight; you would have had a hoot. I probably could have helped you find find someone to take home too," she chuckled. "There is a chance that I might have ended up stealing them for myself," she smiled evilly, "I would have invited you to come back and join in though," she said obviously just trying to poke a bit of fun.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala laughed sitting up again to try and breath. She needed this. She knew that now. Kisala had been cooped up in one room or another for too long dwelling on the things that she couldn't do anything about. Still...that did mean that she should confront them at some point. That is why they were here after all. To talk about the things that were eating her. Another shiver ran through her at the phrase. She really needed to phrase things a bit better. When her laughter died down, Kisala had a more somber look on her face. She was trying to decide if now was the right time to dive in on those subjects. On the one hand, she might as well get to them while she has the nerve for them, but she didn't want to ruin the cheery mood between them. No, she needed to let it out. It has been a long time coming. 

Kisala re positioned herself against the edge of the spring looking at Yetsuna with a more serious look. She took a deep breath taking a second to get her thoughts in order. "Thank you Yetsuna." She started a bet hesitantly. "I don't think I actually had this much fun since becoming a vice captain." She paused steeling herself. "When I was promoted, I was nervous to say the least. I thought that I wasn't ready to lead, let alone fight at that level. But, the captain helped reassure me that I was ready, and just needed confidence. We were friends, and could rely on each other. I almost thought of her as a second older sister, but that wasn't the end of my troubles."

"Before the mess with the captain, a powerful hollow attacked the Sereitei. I believe the captain of the kido corps was there fighting it before I got there, but when I arrived, I couldn't sense him. I foolishly thought that I stood a chance where a captain struggled." It was clear that Kisala was very hard on herself. She held her own forearms drawing into herself, refusing to look at Yetsuna for this one. "I fought it, but I was quickly overpowered. Not only that, but somehow, it got into my body, and I had to beg for my life." Kisala was getting more and more visibly upset bringing up the memories. "And if that wasn't enough humiliation, as some kind of twisted mercy, it decided to eat my muscles directly instead of adding any visible scars, I guess that wasn't what people meant by getting eaten out." The joke may have been in poor taste, but it was just something to try keep herself going. She paused again to try and collect herself. She was almost done. So close. 

"Then the next thing I remember, I woke up in the hospital. My Captain had apparently tried to seize control of one of the noble houses by force, and of course failed. She escaped her own execution, and vanished to who knows where. I wasn't told anything by her. The only thing way I found out was completely after the fact just waking up form another horrible experience. But it didn't end there. It didn't stop at just my captain. I can still feel the eyes of every other shinigami here watching. They knew how loyal I was to Harle, and were just waiting to see how long it took for me to abandon everyone and follow after her. I can't take it anymore!" She was feeling a mixture of extreme sorrow, anger, and anxiety. She held the sides of her head, nearly hyperventilating just to try and stay sitting in spring.