The Nijuukan Railroad Problem (Ume/Kimiko)(J/T)

[Nakajima Kimiko]

The drop of blood that fell from Kimiko's hands onto the ground below were about as heavy as the mass that covered her entire body. They landed onto the ground below with a loud and notable thunk, staining it with an even greater amount and leaving its presence even more pronounced. At this point, it was doubtful that it was just a matter of blood per say. Perhaps there was something in that drop that was more solid, a remnant of the person she appeared to have ripped in half. Pieces of skin, teeth, rips of muscle and bone... There were many horrid possibilities, with each of the most recent guesses being worse than the ones that preceded them. For all Ume knew, it could have even been something else entirely that she was somehow unaware of. Ultimately, however, it didn't seem to matter at all to the Captain, not while she remained there motionless with her eyes still so fixated onto the one new arrival to the scene she had left in her wake.

Not a single word left the Captain as she continued her observation. Instead, her eyes simply followed Ume. They did not even seem to flinch or even so much as blink; instead, they continued to be as wide as they possibly could. It was needless to say that, even for Kimiko, this was an unnatural sight. She appeared less as a Shinigami and even less so as the superior officer and dojo master that she was supposed to be, and more so a wild animal - or perhaps a Hollow, all things considered - that was on the verge of going on yet another, potentially-deadlier rampage if not stopped right this instant. Worse yet, now, her eyes were set on what may as well be a defenseless fighter who most likely could not confront her as well as all of these other Shinigami had in comparison, and it appeared that there was not even a single survivor among them. A violent beast of the dark consumed by anger, standing over a defeated legion and before a lone mouse.

Ume took her steps forward and asked her question. However, she received no response from the swordswoman. Not initially, anyway. All she really received was just more silence and more staring. But, although the spiritual energy had gone from the area by the time this "conversation" began, the researcher would be able to feel it rise again. It had not reached the extent that it had gone to earlier, but it could be felt again, albeit in a different fashion. Whereas its previous incarnation was a brute force that threatened to crush Ume's body whole, it was this time a seething force that just pressed against her ever-so-slightly, making itself known. She could even hear the noise that it made against the air itself as she ever-so-neared the Captain with every step she took towards her: a distant and constant ring humming in her ears, like tinnitus. If it were any higher, it would probably be just loud enough to cause a semblance of hearing damage.

This would go on for an agonizing amount of time, during which Kimiko continued to simply stand there in silence. But then, just as it would seem as though the Captain was not actually going to respond to the question at all, it would finally seem to reach her. Or well, "reach her", in the sense that she finally bothered to remember what had been asked of her. Her eyes would finally slowly blink and a quiet breath of air could be heard passing into her nostrils and down into her lungs. Was this acknowledgement of her doings? Possibly. But it didn't appear to be the case. Not quite, at the very least, for if that were true, she would have appeared to have some semblance of remorse. Such a thing was not what could be seen in her eyes even as they observed their surroundings again. If anything, it was a deep rage. An unending, unyielding, undying wrath that had reached a level so above the likes of which Kimiko had displayed in the past that it was as if her body could no longer express it.

Then, her eyes returned to Ume. The ringing, at this point, had become louder. Evidently, the Captain's spiritual energy had arisen. But for what reason, it was hard to say. That is, until the warrior's gaze turned almost murderous.

"You."

The ringing became louder, sharper, as the energy began to rise again. It was clear that something had been understood from this the Captain's end, or at least guessed, and that she was blaming the researcher for it. Either way, it was very clear that she did not seem to have any intentions of resolving this peacefully, as before Ume would have the chance to even mutter a word, Kimiko appeared before her in a single instant. There was no sound that preceded her movement or even so much of a hint that she actually moved at all: just a single afterimage left behind her wake and the Captain now standing in front of her, like she had outright teleported to a new location. This, however, would most likely not matter at all to Ume. What would matter instead was the sheer extent of the dark scarlet aura that was slowly rising from Kimiko's body again. Her spiritual energy was rising again, and the deafening tinnitus only confirmed this even further.

Her eyes were already bad from afar. However, from up close, their current gaze could only be described as being so much worse. She was staring down at the researcher at the researcher like predator over prey, with her eyes glowing with a horrifying thirst for blood. Her breathing somewhat accelerated as she seemed to ready herself for what was to come. And then, of course, there was the stench. Oh, the stench. The smell of blood on her person was so utterly potent that it could make anyone sick to the stomach from a whiff alone. Yet, somehow, her blades appeared to be completely untouched by it all. They appeared to have never been drawn throughout this entire incident, to have never been used in the slightest. There wasn't even a drop of red on their scabbards. It was impressive, all things considered. But then, it begged an important question regarding the death of the Shinigami on the grounds around them, or more specifically, about the way they were killed.

But it was doubtful that this question was going to be answered any time soon. Or at least, it was not going to be answered by Kimiko. She had other things in mind, from the looks of things, namely Ume's presence here. Those horrible scarlet eyes continued to stare down at the researcher, seemingly completely uncaring for the sword that she had. Then, suddenly, three words came out of her mouth in a quiet, yet wrathful tone:

"It was you."  

Obviously, Kimiko didn't seem to be talking about who had actually killed the Shinigami. For all intents and purposes, she was conscious enough to understand that she was the one who had done the deed, even if it didn't seem as though that was quite true. Rather, it seemed as though she was accusing Ume of having sent the cleansing squads in this part of Rukongai. This was most likely because she was a member of the Twelfth Division, and most importantly, a member who would definitely not bring herself to this corner of the Soul Society without a good reason. But, in spite of the logic behind her accusation, there was most definitely an emotional response behind it all. There was no hiding that... which meant that Ume had to say something before this situation goes from bad to even worse.

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{Reiatsu: 6500/7000}
Technique Name: Way of Omnitsu: Utsusemi (Cicada)

Class: 2

Technique Type: Kidō

Technique Element: Spiritual Technique

Technique Description and Effects

It allows for a movement at great speed, leaving an afterimage behind. The afterimage may even appear to have taken damage. Uses 500 Reiatsu per step. This one is referred to as a Class 2 technique, and must be trained. It is used as a 25x increase for one step, but requires the user to have at least a 3 in Hohō or Hakuda. Can only be used once per post.

How to use technique

Focus Reishi around the feet area and launch off into a single blurring step. It is not unlike teleportation in appearance, but it is simply extremely fast movement. Often used to gain an edge in a single moment of combat or to dodge incoming attacks.

[Ume Oboro]

Ume was, perhaps, the worst person to have shown up here at this moment. As a warrior, she was.... lacking... Even though she was a competent enough fighter, though not because of her martial prowess, but rather her ability to think through problems and the unique nature of her zanpakutou. Whatever the threat that was here, even before Ume received the assignment, she knew she was not the person who should be investigating. Unfortunately, data needed to be collected and that was Ume's job. Aside from  the general reasons that sending Ume was not  a good idea was the personal relationship that Ume had with Kimiko. Or, the lack  of one, rather. Her and Kimiko had fundamentally different ways of seeing the universe and Ume's first encounter with the woman led to her being pushed into Kimiko's school because of her perceived weakness.  The last time they had met, Ume had nearly gotten her ass kicked she had so frustrated the Captain. 

On the other hand, Ume's near lack of empathy and any real  emotion made it easy for her to walk through the bloody carnage without getting caught up in what she was seeing. The stench of the blood was palpable but Ume's own hygiene or mostly lack thereof put the bloody odor in competition with Ume's own distinct scent that came from hours and days of sitting in a chair staring at screens with little to no concern for how much it might add to her natural musk. It wasn't just that, however. Ume was afraid. She could definitely feel her heart beating fast and adrenaline pumping through her veins, but as monstrous as Kimiko was appearing, the fact that she was  Kimiko Nakajima was enough to keep Ume pushing through. Either the woman was going to kill her or she wasn't. Ume had a single trick up her sleeve that might keep her from being put down and might give her time enough to run away. She wasn't going to bank on it, though. 

Not only that, but Kimiko was very  fast. However, as much as Ume had disowned her own bloodline and family, the Shihoin blood did run through her. Her own ability and knowledge of Hoho was ingrained into her, if only subconsciously. Even if she couldn't follow  Kimiko's movements, she was not going to fall for a trick like Utsusemi. She know what the afterimage was before it even fully formed and the gust of Reiatsu that followed with the movements. The way a body needed to be positioned to execute the move were all things Ume was familiar with, even if her own body wasn't strong enough to do them yet. 

When she came face to face with Kimiko, Ume locked eyes with the Captain. There wasn't a case to plead. There wasn't any shame in her body language. She just had to say her peace and hope it was enough. "Captain Nakajima." Ume said and cleared her throat. "I am Ume Oboro, Eight Seat of the Juunibantai and head of the Research and Technology's Observation and Data Collection Department. The balance of souls between worlds was tipping. A cleansing needed to happen. When that was decided, yes, I pressed the button that set things in motion." Ume admitted and pushed up her glasses. Ume wanted Kimiko to see where she had gotten to since they had last met. The squirmy otaku who could barely hold a practice sword was now in a position of prestige in her own squad. Ume was not looking  for it, but if circumstances were different, wouldn't Kimiko be proud? Or, maybe Kimiko had just forgotten entirely. That was probably more the case. 

"Unfortunately, members of the cleansing squad have not reported back. It's my job to see what the problem is and report back my findings. However, if I do not return, there will be more than a lone scientist sent out. If I die, there will be a descent upon you and if you aren't killed, you will be captured and executed for treason." Ume's lips pursed, but she didn't break eye contact. "I'm just doing my job, Captain, and you're not helping me do it. You... are far  from any of your designated assignments, but...  I'll report what I have to." Ume said. 

"That's  the ball that's in your  court now, Captain Nakajima." Ume said, inferring she wasn't looking to hurt Kimiko or her reputation. "My ears work just fine, if you want to explain. Or... I can extrapolate from what I see." Ume said and used one hand to motion about her. Ume spoke calmly and sternly, with one hand always on the grip of her zanpakutou. It helped steady her, though it couldn't still her beating heart or the sweat that dripped from every pore of her body. 

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Reiatsu 2150/2400 | 19 Eyeballs |

Reiatsu: 2400

Strength:30
Speed: 200
Reiatsu Strength: 30
Spiritual Pressure: 160 (240) (+50%)
Instinct:110
Senses: 110
Energy Sensory: 110
Light Aura: 50
Dark Aura: 50
Healing Expertise: 0

15/15
Hoho 2
Memory 2
Analyzing 2
Learning 2
Illusion Resist 2
Anti-Stealth 2
Hacking 2
Acrobatics 1

[Nakajima Kimiko]

When Ume opened her mouth before Kimiko and began to properly answer the accusation that was thrown at her, the spiritual pressure in the area had not stopped growing. It had remained just as oppressive, with just about every single element that composed their surroundings slowly beginning to resume their calls for mercy. Such was made ever-the-more evident by the ground below Kimiko's feet as she stood in front of the researcher. There was not even a need to look down towards it: anyone could hear the cracks that were forming down there. But somehow, the air itself was completely quiet. The tinnitus from before could not be heard and neither could the powerful whirlwinds caused by the rising pressure. In a way, it was as though the moment Ume decided to hold a conversation with the seemingly-crazed Captain, the world itself had made an effort to listen to what she had to say. Well, as much of an effort as it could showcase, really; after all, the rest of the world around the researcher could still be heard screaming for mercy as they were slowly ground to dust yet again.

Was this another trick caused by a lack of control over one's spiritual ability? Yes. That was probably it. The swordswoman did have tremendous amounts of reiatsu at her disposal, after all, and there were many records about her within the Twelfth Division that described her as having never really taken full control of it all. Yet either way, it only made the situation worse for Ume. It highlighted how much of a gap there was between her and Kimiko when it came to pure offensive power. Such pressure could not kill her, no, but it could potentially kill Humans and even very minor Hollows. In other words, she could perhaps murder an entire district of minor souls if she wanted to without really even moving but a single finger. Meanwhile, while Ume's own spiritual energy was impressive enough to withstand the weight of Kimiko's, it was doubtful that it could achieve similar results. Combining that fact with her lacking sword skill only further hammered the nail in her coffin from Kimiko's current point of view.

In any case, the superior officer would allow the researcher to speak in silence. She did not appear to be willing to interrupt Ume's speech at any given moment, at the very least. However, throughout the entirety of it all, her beyond-wrathful expression remained completely frozen. Iron-clad, it continued to be pointed towards Ume's general direction, and so did her wide scarlet gaze. Yet there were times during which the researcher would be able to notice the Captain's expression very slightly change. Sometimes, one of her eyes would twitch. Sometimes, it would instead be her bloodied and filthy hands, which were beginning to near her blades. It was hard to say whether it was Ume's attitude in the moment that made this twitches happen or if it was instead her words. That said, and perhaps quite frankly, it was most likely the both of them; after all, the swordswoman had never been a fan of the researcher, not ever since they had first met.

Unsurprisingly, it did not seem as though Kimiko gave any kind of attention to Ume's current titles. She was far too angry to bother thinking about etiquette for the time being, and it was possible that she would not have really been interested even if she would have been in a more rational state of mind, given that the titles in question had nothing to do with what she considered to be Shinigami work. Either way, she would eventually get what she perhaps wanted, as shortly after said introductions came to an end, the bottom line of the conversation was reached. Basically, in response to the many events that have occurred in the Living World in recent memory, Ume was the one who had unleashed the cleansing squads onto these parts of Rukongai. It needed to happen, for otherwise, the world would have come to an end, as per the primordial rules decreed by the cycle of souls. Such was unfortunately the burden that she had to hold as the head of her department.

Judging by the twitch that was noticed in the Captain's eye when this was declared as well as the sharp rise of gravitational pressure, it seemed as though the fact that Ume had any kind of say in the matter was only further adding to the officer's rage. But that wasn't what convinced Kimiko to do something to Ume. Rather, it was what followed Ume's declaration of guilt. When she heard the researcher attempt to intimidate her through meaningless bureaucracy and the power of the Gotei 13's judiciary system, any form of patience that she may have had while listening to the researcher slowly started to crumble. The spiritual energy around her person sharply grew again, enough so that Ume would almost be blinded by the dark red aura booming from the Captain's body once again. Her gaze would become somehow even wider, with the lack of blinking almost causing it to appear dry, bloodshot. And the tinnitus... Oh god, the tinnitus.

Then, in the blink of an eye, her left arm shot forward towards Ume's neck at a Speed of 7000 with the aid of Shunpo Karin.

Should she be successful in her attempt to grab the researcher by the throat, the Captain's hand would swiftly tighten around it before she would attempt to lift the smaller woman off the ground. She wasn't as physically powerful as some of the other hand-to-hand fighters across the Soul Society, especially not like Binita, but she had more than enough strength to raise someone with such a small, weak body. Moreover, she had enough strength to further hurt the researcher in the moment, as well as enough anger to appear as though she didn't gave an ounce of care about the consequences of killing her. As she would hold her above the ground, she would maintain her wrathful gaze onto her, all the while her spiritual pressure kept further assaulting the girl's body. In the meantime, deep in the scarlet of Kimiko's eyes, there would appear to be a figure staring back at Ume. It was small and difficult to discern, especially given the sheer expanse of energy being released in the area... but it was there. And it was watching everything unfold with a spiteful smile painted on her face.

This would go on for some time, enough so that one would be able to wonder if Kimiko was only willing to strangle Ume. However, as this would proceed, she would slowly raise her other hand. Or rather, she would raise a single finger, the index. At first, this did not seem to have any kind of purpose. But then, Ume would be able to see the scarlet energy around Kimiko beginning to form around the finger until it extended into a single sharp blade. Once this process was finally completed, the Captain would aim it at Ume's forehead and slowly begin to bring it towards it, as though willing to plunge it straight into the girl's brain. It appeared as though the superior officer had no intention of actually killing Ume, but she instead wanted to do something that could be argued as being so much worse to her. She appeared to want to lobotomize her, to kill her intelligence and therefore leave her a being that was only alive in the physical sense rather than anything else.

The finger would continue to approach Ume's forehead bit by bit. It was clear that Kimiko was taking things slowly just to further frighten the girl, to further make her understand that she had done something terribly wrong to her that she would never be able to take back. But then, just as the tip would reach the skin and potentially cause bleeding, Kimiko's eyes blinked... and the miniature finger-blade disappeared from her index.

"No. Too easy."

The words came out as yet another mutter like all of the others, a whisper that exited her steadied lungs like any other. They initially didn't seem like much... but the venom that coated them was much more potent this time around in comparison to everything that has spoken as of yet by the superior officer. This would be made evident by what would come next. Without any warning, the swordswoman would let go of Ume's throat before attempting to plant her left knee straight into her stomach. Then, she would try to punch her in the face with her right hand with enough strength to send her tumbling through the bloodied grounds. It would be a clumsy and inexperienced show of hand-to-hand violence that only someone with limited skills in Hakuda could showcase, but it would be painful nonetheless. Besides, that wasn't the point. Instead, it was the pose that Kimiko would take next. With her gaze still fixated on Ume, she would begin to fuel her sword with reiatsu as took on a Iaijutsu stance. Yet, somehow, something about this stance was wrong.

Horribly wrong.

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{Reiatsu: 6200/7000}
Technique Name: Shunpo Karin (瞬歩カリン, "Pure Flash Steps")

Class: 5

Technique Type: Kidō

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects

The famous "partial Shunpo" technique. This allows the user to initiate a single movement at Shunpo speed with one limb. This cannot be used without initiating the forward momentum. The user will need to move their arm the way they normally would before this technique can be activated. Momentum for this technique cannot be controlled. This means once the user initiates this technique, they cannot stop their limb from the movement.

How to use technique

Stated above.

Drawback

Also stated above. Higher Reiatsu cost than normal Shunpo. Limit is once per post. More taxing on stamina than regular Shunpo.

Made by: Admin

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Technique Name: Cutback: Kakudai (減らす: 添加, "Cutback: Extension")

Technique Type: Cutback | Weapon Range Buff

Technique Element: None

Usable by: All races

Class: 4

Technique Reiatsu Cost: 200

Technique Description and Effects

An extension of a weapon's reach. The user focuses their spiritual pressure onto a particular section of their body or an object that they are currently holding onto. This process causes the formation of an extension of energy around the target which lasts for three posts. How far this extension goes is delimited by the user's proficiency in this technique, as can be seen below:

• Mastered: 3x
  
• Proficient: 2x
  
• Learned: 1.5x
  

Depending on what has been extended, the user can use melee techniques that are unusable in hand-to-hand combat with the aid of Cutback: Kakudai, such as sword techniques. Should it be necessary, this additional range of the target can be rendered smaller by a Proficient or Masterful user. For example, a Master of this technique can decide to extend their weapon only by 150% instead of 300% when confronting an enemy in a small location.


Drawbacks & Weaknesses

All attacks delivered by a target extended by this technique is to be treated as only using Spiritual Pressure as their Offensive Stat. No weapons which typically exclusively relies upon the Strength or the Reiatsu Strength of the user may be an exception to that rule. In other words, though this technique can allow those of lesser physical strength to be able to wield their weapon with greater power without releasing it, it may lead to a negative outcome to others who instead have lesser Spiritual Pressure. The extension of one's reach, although impressive, can also lead to complications depending on where the user is actually fighting. Small, cramped spaces can lead a few to become stuck inside of surfaces they once didn't need to interact with at all, and they may also cause these few to suddenly collide into things that they originally would not have actually been required to deal with. 


Made by: Nakajima Kimiko

Reserved? : No

[Ume Oboro]

Ume had said her peace, assuming that it would either back Kimiko off or get her so mad that she'd just kill Ume on the spot. Neither thing seemed to happen, much to Ume's surprise and horror. Though, she did wince when she felt Kimiko's gravitational pressure begin to slowly weigh her down once more. "Hnnngh..." Ume took a step back when the reiatsu filled the gap between them again and lifted up an arm. She didn't even see the hand that shot forward until Kimiko's fingers were curled into her neck.  

"Urrrrkhhhh! Hnnnghhhgh!" 

one hand weakly clapped against Kimiko's wrist as Ume was lifted up. Her feet kicking weakly as she was choked. Her other hand clapped against her zanpakutou's butt and she gripped it as hard as she was being choked. Her eyes didn't even try and focus on Kimiko, even as she coughed and sputtered. She could see Kimiko without having to use her actual eyes. She could feel the intense pressure only adding to the feeling of being crushed. "N-Na-gghkkkk.." Ume gagged even as her eyes crossed behind her eyelids. She kicked harder, but it was useless. She was going to have to just sit here and have the life slowly drained from her. 

Ume saw the red forming around Kimiko's finger and opened her eyes. Even as drool seeped through her clenched teeth and dribbled from her lip and her body twisted and convulsed, she focused on the blade that formed like a scalpel. Her fingers dug into Kimiko's wrist and her other hand struggled to try and pull her zanpakutou free from it's sloshy sheathe. If she could unsheathe her zan, she might have a chance to escape, but could she do it faster than Kimiko could slice her open? She didn't know. She just wished Kimiko would either get on with it or stop. Thankfully, Kimiko made a decision. 

The decision wasn't that much better than getting lobotomized, frankly. With no wind left to knock out, the knee buried deep into Ume's gut. She sprayed a fountain of saliva onto the ground as the knee buried into her. She was sinking to the ground on bowed knees before the punch came and slammed into her face, breaking her glasses, bloodying her nose and sending her flying a few feet. She rolled a few times before landing on her stomach in a heap. She was seeing stars and er gasping had her breathing in the thick, sludgy atmosphere. She coughed and pushed herself up enough to be propped up on her knees and one arm. 

She looked up at Kimiko through the blood in her eyes and tried to recover her breath. "If.. if you're going to kill me.. just do  it!" Ume sobbed, hot tears of fear welling up at the corners of her eyes. "But ... if you think I did this because of some ill will towards you...." Ume snorted as ugly snot dripped from her nose. She took a sleeve and wiped most of the blood, tears and everything else as best as she could. 

"Obviously, I knew about Nijikan when I sent out the cleansing squads! I searched the permitted areas for a place where none of the students would be cleansed or, as few as possible. Do you know what the data showed?" Ume said, grunting as she got to one knee. "It wasn't possible." Ume took a moment to catch her breath. "There was no place in Soul Society that we could send a cleansing squad to that wouldn't kill members of Nijikan! So, if you want to blame someone for their deaths... look in the mirror! Why would you put a school in every  district!? How many students do you need!? Are you not going to be satisfied until everyone serves your cause whether they want to or not!?" Ume said as she coughed and motioned to herself, someone who Kimiko had wanted to bring under her own influence despite Ume resisting from the very beginning. 

"I tried. If there would have been another way, I would have taken it! I don't put emotions into my work! If I did, I wouldn't be able to do  my job! Now, because of you, if I make it back to the Squad Barracks, I have to push another  button and send another team to the world of the living, to rebalance this mess!" Ume said, motioning to the endless field of death caused by Kimiko. 

Ume stood up and rested her hand on the end of her zanpakutou. She was still panting. She looked like a mess. "What's one more death, though... if I don't make if back, they definitely won't find someone to replace me...." Ume  hissed sarcastically and began to bend her knees. She winced as she positioned her body in a mirror of Kimiko. "You never did get to see my zanpakutou. I was... really hoping to show it to you... like me, it's all but useless in combat. It must have seen something from you though. It's got this one  ability..." 
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Reiatsu 2150/2400 | 19 Eyeballs |

Reiatsu: 2400

Strength:30
Speed: 200
Reiatsu Strength: 30
Spiritual Pressure: 160 (240) (+50%)
Instinct:110
Senses: 110
Energy Sensory: 110
Light Aura: 50
Dark Aura: 50
Healing Expertise: 0

15/15
Hoho 2
Memory 2
Analyzing 2
Learning 2
Illusion Resist 2
Anti-Stealth 2
Hacking 2
Acrobatics 1

[Nakajima Kimiko]

The strike that was about to hit Ume head-on appeared powerful enough to easily cleave the scientist in two. That much could easily be said by said scientist, assuming she bothered to look towards the direction of the sword Kimiko was holding onto as she prepared her attack. Even though it wasn't complete yet and it was still being charged, the amount of spiritual energy which consumed the air around the battlefield was nothing short of suffocating, maybe even just as choking as the very hands that grasped onto Ume's neck only a moment ago. But what was perhaps more powerful than the upcoming attack itself was the Captain's very own gaze. Even now, with a hand left bloodied by the glass of the researcher's glasses that clearly hurt her, her eyes remained wide open and fixated onto her target. It was needless to say that the hatred these eyes held, the sheer blood lust that consumed them as they imagined a future of revenge made manifest, was overwhelming. Maybe being lobotomized would have spared Ume the pain of being stared at by those eyes. Then again... it didn't seem like her upcoming fate was going to be any better in comparison.

A nearby tree, or rather was left of it by this point, would finally collapse as the spiritual energy within Kimiko's blade reached its apex. The power in the air had now become far too heavy for it to bear any longer, far too defense and merciless. Not even the nearby corpses were spared such a fate, as a few of them had been pressed onto for so long that they had practically imploded into various mushes of blood, muscle and viscera. And yet, in spite of all of that... the attack didn't come just yet. No, Kimiko just remained there, staring at Ume with those awful scarlet eyes of hers. Maybe this was an act of mercy of some kind, a way for her to allow the researcher to express her final words before she would be sent far, far down the cycle of souls. Yet it did not feel like this was the intent behind such a pause. If that were the case, the spiritual energy in the air wouldn't have been so heavy, so omnipresent. Instead, it appeared more so as an act of intimidation, a dark gesture designed to scar Ume. And from the looks of things? It was working.

But this was perhaps the luckiest thing that had happened to the researcher today, because it gave her time. Time to think about her current situation, no doubt, but also time to fully reveal herself to Kimiko. So, she spoke. And spoke. And spoke even more. She explained how there was no simply no way the cleansing of the students could have been avoided and how, no matter where she looked across the entirety of the Soul Society, Nijūkan had simply become far too omnipresent. She also took the time to explain that the death of the Shinigami in this area had only made things worse and that, now, another cleansing will need to take place in the Living World. Of course, there were the usual emotional touches carried on by these words that only a person like Ume could provide. The sarcasm, especially, which somehow still could come out in times like these. But in the end, everything had been told and she had made her point, fortunately before Kimiko ever had the chance to draw her blade.

For a moment, the scientist appeared ready to do proper battle with her own Zanpakuto, if only to finally show the Captain what its ability was all about. It was to be expected; after all, Kimiko had made quite the fuss about Zanjutsu during their last meeting, and for all intents and purposes, there would have probably been a slight tang of pride in her enraged heart after witnessing it. However, as she was about to unsheathe it in a manner that was surprisingly similar to Kimiko's, the Captain appeared to... hesitate. Her gaze wasn't at focused anymore, instead staring at an unknown point behind Ume. Then, the spiritual energy started to lessen. The remaining trees stopped creaking from the force, the ground stopped shaking, and the sheer weight upon Ume's shoulders lessened and lessened until, after a time, it was finally gone. All that would be left was Kimiko just standing there with her sheathed, yet empowered weapon, staring at what appeared to be nothing, silent.

It took a few seconds for her eyes to blink. They were still staring at nothing, lost in the anger and the sheer emotion behind their fierceness, but they were targeting Ume. Shortly after, her breathing - which had stopped by that point - returned and had become somewhat shaky. It was clear that something had clicked in her mind, that she had realized something about everything which had happened just now. It was also clear that Ume's words were responsible for that realization to a degree, though it was probably not the sarcasm nor Nijuume's use that had done it. If anything, that should have angered Kimiko even further, not seemingly appear so suddenly different. This trance the Captain had suddenly adopted would not stop there, as thereafter, her gaze would slowly turn towards the destruction lying around her. She would take note of every body, of every rock and tree and all that composed the area, or rather what was left of it. Then, she would stop her sight onto the body of the Shinigami she had practically split in two with her bare hands by ripping off his jaw.

When she finally stared back at Ume, her expression had turned into one that was hesitantly stoic. Her eyes were still wide open and wrathful, but they her lips were twitching, as though she wanted to speak, but couldn't find the words to express what was on her mind. In other words, where once stood a woman who was deeply angered now instead remained someone who appeared to be experiencing something else entirely. She looked on to the scientist from top to bottom, straightening her pose in the process and still appearing unsure of what to say... until, eventually, she would appear to remember the spiritual energy amassed within her weapon, which appeared to be the white blade. In that moment, Ume would be able to sense a more-recognizable emotion within the Captain. It was the need to flee and to isolate, an urgent necessity to hide in hopes of immediate recovery. In other words, in a time within which such a thing should not happen, the Captain of the Eleventh Division of the Gotei 13 was expressing a instinctive, beastly fear. Fear for Ume. Fear for her students. Fear for the Soul Society. Fear of herself.

Before Ume could unleash her Zanpakuto onto Kimiko, the Captain would finally unsheathe her own, sending it forward so as to cut the air before her. In the wake of its presence, a tear akin to a crack in a pane of glass would be left seemingly standing in the air, only to crack and widen until, suddenly, a great spiritual maw of red would appear. The moment it appeared to be fully opened, the swordswoman swiftly dashed into the maw - which by now was evidently some kind of portal - with no intentions to go back for the time being, and in so doing, shortly after had exited her previous position, the maw responded by quickly closing on itself. Shortly after, the same tear would take its place, and the cracks in the air would recede until it was no longer present, and with that, the spiritual energy which was previously so intensely present had effectively disappeared right then and there. No more sinking feeling of fear and despair. No more gravitational pressure. No more horror to be found any longer, aside from what was already present.

Kimiko was gone. She had made her move. No one could tell how long this was going to remain the case, but for now, Ume had avoided the fate that the Captain had appeared to so badly inflict upon her. All that's left to do now is return to Seireitei, report what happened and prepare some kind of response to it all, if there was even one to make to begin with.

Maybe Binita will have an answer for everything that's happened here.

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{Reiatsu: 5450/7000}
Technique Name: Shibori (絞り, "Aperture")

Technique Type: Zanjutsu - Hohō | Dimensional Breach

Technique Element: None

Usable by: Shinigami, Rogue, Vizard & Beast-Clansmen

Class: 1

Technique Reiatsu Cost: 0 (Cinematic), 750 (Combat)

Technique Description and Effects

A variant of Sukima designed not to transport attacks, but rather proper living beings. The user takes a deep breath before they begin to raise the spiritual energy within their body, bringing about an intense vibrational force that permeates throughout its entirety at a great speed. Once this energy reaches a level that causes it to pour out of the user as a blurry aura that can be seen by all, it is then abruptly moved towards their blade. This abrupt movement causes the creation of an immense cluster of energy to suddenly inhabit their very weapon. As it remains within the weapon, it begins to change it, forcing it to progressively lose its physical form as it enters an ethereal nature which beams brightly with the color of the user's Aura with almost blinding intensity. After this transformation has caused the weapon to become so warped by the energy that it can no longer be affected by the laws of physics attributed to the world which surrounds it, the user then focuses onto a particular point in space which remains in front of them, then brings about a single slash to that point with their weapon.

Due to the sheer amount of energy fueling both the weapon and the power of the strike which it has delivered, this single action causes a great tear to appear between the location the user is currently located in and the Valley of Screams, the world between worlds. This tear first appears as a crack within reality - as though something akin to glass has somehow been broken in front of the user - before it then suddenly expands into what could only be considered as something that is similar to a tunnel which beams with the color of the user's Aura, after which it remains open until the user decides to go inside of it or to close it during the course of the next three posts. Whichever of these options have been chosen, the closure of the portal causes the user's weapon to return back to normal and the tear to disappear completely as the world swiftly reconstructs what was damaged by the great mass of energy which affected it.

After passing through the beginning of the tunnel and closing it behind them, the user can then decide to guide its end throughout the Valley of Screams by simply moving forward. This causes the tunnel to slightly pass by them and to push anything that dares to approach it. Since the Valley is connected to each of the main realms, this characteristic of the tunnel allows the user to choose where they wish to go within the realms, much akin to how a Hollow moves between the realms via the use of Garganta or Descorrer. The destination of the user can be located within any realm, which can allow them to effectively appear within any location at any given time, without warning.

The user of this technique must be proficient with it before being able to execute it properly in combat, as it requires a proper amount of reiatsu in order for it to be executed. However, though this amount is required, no reiatsu is ultimately spent by the user during the technique's use outside of combat, as unlike the energy delivered onto an enemy with Sukima, the energy used to create the tunnel is returned to the user upon its closure. Complete mastery of this technique allows one to use this technique during combat, and thus to quickly bring themselves towards their opponent with a process akin to teleportation. Most opponents with less than 300 Senses will have a difficult time properly ascertaining the location of the tunnel's end as it appears near them, which permits the technique's user to strike them in a more efficient manner.


Drawbacks & Weaknesses

As a variant of Sukima, this techniques shares some of the difficulties related to its use, given that the process required in order to form a tear in reality is similar. It too requires the user to be able to understand how quickly they can vibrate the spiritual energy contained within their body, and to consider how much of this spiritual energy is required in order to properly achieve the technique's main goal. However, there are other factors that one must take into account while executing Shibori, as noted below:

• The user's weapon is completely intangible during the creation of the portal. This means that they cannot use their weapon in any way against an opponent or the environment that surrounds them before the portal has been created, as doing so will merely cause it to pass through them.
  
  
• The user's tunnel can welcome as many visitors within it - whether they be alive or not - before its closure. This can include allies or even troops, which can be quite useful for commanders who wish to use this technique. However, it can also include enemies. In certain cases, such an occurrence can drastically affect the course of a battle and greatly endanger the lives of those within the tunnel, as the user may be distracted and thus be unable to properly guide the tunnel towards its end.
  
  
• The user and the rest of those who are within the tunnel cannot physically get out of it by any other means than through its destination, as its structure is solid. This property also affects each ends of the tunnel, as although they appear to be open, an invisible force blocks the path leading into the Valley of Screams.
  
  
• If the user is not within the portal upon its closure, the tunnel within the Valley of Screams begins to fold into its beginning until it is no more. Upon the end of this shrinking process, anything and anyone that are within the tunnel at this point of time will suddenly be launched throughout the Valley of Screams. While this process is surprisingly harmless, it forces the Valley of Screams to recognize the presence of intruders within itself, and thus to forcefully spit them out into one of the main realms. This imposed destination is dependent of what the Valley of Screams believes to be the most appropriate for the intruder depending on the quality of its spiritual energy. For example, Shinigami are returned to the Soul Society, while Hellions are returned to Hell. Due to the strangeness of their Soul, beings with split souls (namely Vizards) will be chosen a destination at random which fits their own energy.
  
  
• The user's destination must have been witnessed by them at least once before their arrival there. This must have been accomplished in-person or through other means, such as looking at a picture of the destination or by watching a video recording of it. Moreover, if the destination is located in Hell or the Silbern, demonic or Vandenreich reishi must respectively be present within the tunnel in order for the user to access them, either in the form of an object (ex: the horn of an Akki) or a person.
  
  
• While the user can use this technique during battle, doing so causes it to be much more exhausting to use than usual, as the reiatsu spent to properly create the tunnel is not returned to the user. This is due to the fact that the presence of hostile reiatsu disturbs the returning process, preventing it from being successfully completed.

With these factors in mind, it is thus imperative that one must be capable, but also knowledgeable enough in order to execute this technique. Proficiency requires a Martial Art - Hohō skill of 3 as well as any skill related to swordsmanship (ex: Martial Art - Zanjutsu) of 3, while its mastery requires the first skill to be raised to 4. Any attempts to use this technique without properly respecting these criteria may result in severe consequences to the user, such as a blast of energy upon creating the tunnel which may harm or even kill the user... or somehow worse.


Made by: Nakajima Kimiko

Reserved? : Yes

[Ume Oboro]

Ume felt like she was stuck in place. Her hand gripped the hilt of her zanpakutou tightly and her knees remained bent. Her mouth was open and, but she tried to remain calm. She just waited. If Kimiko wanted to, she was probably faster on the draw that Ume, even with her technique. However, she didn't feel like she would be able to do anything else but face down the captain who had wanted her, of all people, to be a warrior. Who wanted Ume to pay for Kimiko's own sins. 

Sweat dripped down her body as she waited. The seconds passed like hours or days, but that was all she could do. She had said her peace and there was nothing more she could do. Kimiko, however, unsheathed her weapon and Ume gripped her own, ready to spring, but instead of slicing Ume in half, a tear in the fabric of reality appeared instead. Ume blinked as the weird portal opened up. She let her arm hand to her side and stood all the way up. She watched Kimiko leap into the portal and give Ume one last look. There was a lot left unsaid between the two, but Ume could read those words as well as any book. Kimiko had realized what Ume's  words actually meant. 

It was done and over much quicker than the anticipation of getting there. Ume was left in a forest all by herself with bodies strewn everywhere. She could feel the air. She could sense the energy. The strench of death not withstanding, it was over. She doubted Kimiko would come back and Ume was now left with both a literal and figurative mess to clean up. Thankfully, she only had to deal with one of them. It was, thankfully, someone else's problem to deal with the corpses. She took a moment to clean her glasses and then looked around. 

She had abandoned Binita. Not because she wanted  to, but because it was the best thing for the sake of the young woman's mental well being. Not that Ume should care about that. She didn't like Binita. That's what she told  herself, at least. Ume wiped the spit and slobber and all the disgust off her face and ran her fingers through her hair. She then turned and began to walk towards where she had left Binita. Hopefully she could find her easy enough. Hopefully she wouldn't be too pissed. Ume picked up the pace after a few moments, starting to rush back to what had been the point of no return for the Juuichibantai brawler. 

[Nakajima Kimiko]

With Kimiko gone, the area had gone completely awfully. Perhaps this was to be expected; after all, Ume was in the middle of a forest miles and miles away from the busier districts of Rukongai. It was also doubtful that there was anything that was currently alive at the moment around her, aside from the few pieces of flora that proved capable of withstanding the Captain of the Eleventh Division's terrible power. Although, in a way, some could say that it was much better this way. Like this, there was no screaming or hurting or whatever horrible noise could come out of a dying thing. Like this, in a dead land that was previously condemned by a life only designed to kill, no one else could be hurt by that amount of spiritual energy today, whether they be the Shinigami that were currently lying dead on the ground, the aforementioned pieces of flora themselves, or the fauna who were unlucky enough to have been unable to flee in time when they first felt the wave of reishi.

This would effectively leave Ume with a choice to make. Now that her task was over, she was free to return to Seireitei at any given time in order to report what happened. What matter of information she would bring to her superiors and peers was effectively up to her discretion, and it didn't seem as though anything else was going to prevent or stop her from achieving this. However, there was indeed something that she technically still had to do, and it was to check if the person that she had come here with - even if her meeting with that person had been completely involuntary on her part - was still okay. After all, for reasons unknown, it appeared as though Binita had not yet been able to reach Ume's position, even though she had been supposedly adamant about wanting to remain with her. Knowing this, it was thus entirely possible that she had somehow bore witness to another massacre further down the line away from the village they had come across, or worse.

With this in mind, the researcher would begin to walk back into the trail that led into the sea of corpses Kimiko had left behind her wake. She witnessed the destroyed corpses again, the fallen trees and the shattered rock. Fortunately, however, as she further walked away, this devastation would lessen and lessen until, eventually, she reached the fallen soldier with his ripped-out throat once again. His body was still there, untouched since Ume had last left him, and so was the tree that had been branded with the number of the Eleventh Division. While it all remained a morbid look for most, there was some good to be found in this image. At the very least, like this, his body was more or less preserved and it could be properly buried once he is returned to Seireitei, unlike the other corpses. It will most likely take some time to simply identify the other officers who had been slain, let alone collect every piece of their body and unite them into what they once were as one.

The path following that particular officer was, in comparison, fairly normal. Nothing appeared to have happened to it while Ume was gone. The dirt had been undisturbed, safe for a few footprints which appeared to have been left by the researcher when she last came here, and the many trees in the area were still left standing. Of course, the local wildlife had not yet returned, but that was to be expected. Quite frankly, it was doubtful they were going to come back any time soon, considering how frightened they appeared to be when Ume witnessed them flee the scene earlier. Yet, somehow, things still felt... strange. The air was thicker than usual, more dense, and there was a certain smell that permeated it. It was the same smell as before, one of blood and gore and death, but... it was more omnipresent than back when Ume and Binita had first reached the village. In other words, something else had died here. Or rather, many things had died.

The foliage of the trees would prevent the researcher from properly understanding what was happening at a glance back at the village. Well, at least with her normal eyes, that is. However, the more she would approach the location of the village, the more omnipresent that awful smell in the air would become. In fact, it only became heavier and heavier, weighing down on anything and everything that surrounded it. It was hard to describe it as being any worse in comparison to the pungent scent which the corpses of the dead Shinigami were emanating themselves, but in a few ways, it could be described as such. Why was this case, exactly? Because it didn't exactly smell like the bodies of Shinigami. There was a sweeter tang to it mixed in with a certain fragrance of moss and stone, like it all came from some kind of solid insect. It was only once the researcher would finally reach the village that she would understand exactly what could possibly create such an awful odor.

Cockroaches. More specifically, Beast-Clansmen who happened to be connected to the insect. It was unclear how they had come to pass around here, but apparently, they had come to the village while Ume was gone. Fortunately for Ume, she would not have to deal with them. Indeed, it appeared that they had been defeated just as badly as the Shinigami she had found not far from here. The only difference between their bodies and the others was the way they had been taken down. At a glance, it was as if something had grabbed them and twisted them in all sorts of ways. Some were luckier than others with their heads simply crushed into pieces or caved into their chest cavities, but others were much less so as they had been killed in much more brutal fashion. One of them had even been rendered nothing more than a torso, with each and every one of its limbs torn from the body only to be thrown whoever knows as far as possibly achievable into the forest.

The number of bodies that stained the village was nothing short of incalculable. There must have been dozens of them, each of which appearing to have once been as able-bodied as the ones who had assaulted Rukongai not long ago. It was possible that, after the end of the attack, this particular group had remained within these parts of Rukongai either as a band of scouts to notify their leaders in one way or another. Either that, or they were simply a lost regiment much like the Hellions who had been slain across the Soul Society after their own invasion. More importantly in all of this, though, was someone standing further away from the scene, beyond a series of trees that had been ripped off their very roots. Ume would immediately be able to understand that this was Binita; after all, the amount of spiritual energy that was being released from her was evidently meant to be owned by a Shinigami. However, it was very clear that, unlike the other Shinigami that the researcher had met just a few minutes ago, this one did not come out of this battle just as physically unscathed.

It took a moment for the brawler to realize that there was somebody else besides her and her enemies in the area at this present time. She had, from the looks of things, been far too busy pummeling one of the creatures to a pulp, both with her fists as well as greater fists that would be invisible to most without the proper ability to witness them. The noises that exploded from one of her hits were horrible. It sounded like she was constantly crushing a bug into submission over and over. The blood and guts that spilled from the creature were also not particularly pleasant to witness either, and neither were the little tremors that spanned about the entirety of their surroundings following the end of every single strike. But after a time, it would come to an end. Finally. All it took was Binita finally reaching that realization from before. "Ume! G-God... fucking damn it... Ha... There you are!" She called, panting heavily from a heavy dose of exhaustion and pain, before she shouted: "JUST STAY WHERE YOU ARE! These motherfuckers... j-jumped me! HEY! YOU BITCHES! IF I FIND YOU... Argh... I-IF I FIND YOU... IMMA RIP YOUR BALLS OFF AND FEED THEM TO YOUR MO-!!"

A cough came out of her. A bloody one. Clearly, she wasn't in good shape, even where she stood. However, when she finally fully turned towards the researcher, Ume could see how awful she looked. Binita's previous beautiful looks had been thoroughly erased and replaced with something horrific. Her left eye had been ripped out of its sockets, something she didn't even appear to have noticed, alongside many parts of her skin. She bore many claws marks and even a few bite marks, and along with each of them were two or even three bruises. The fact that she was still standing was nothing short of a miracle, but evidently, it was clear that she was going to last for much longer. She needed medical attention as soon as possible.

[Ume Oboro]

Ume wasn't sure how long she waled until she reached the village. Binita's reiatsu was difficult to pinpoint, exactly. Ume had expected her to just go home or, worse yet, tyry and find  her. Unfortunately, she was sure that there were other reiatsu signatures around, but Ume wasn't sure about that  either. Even though she hadn't done a thing, she still felt exhausted. She was trotting at a steady pace when she finally  locked onto Binita. It was still faint, lie Binita was far away, but that loud, obnoxious voice was unmistakable. 

Not to mention that Ume finally got actual sight of the woman and her giant fists trudging towards her. She had really barely noticed the bodies or the damage strewn about. She had already seen much  worse carnage and Binita's dwindling health was far more concerning to Ume than whatever  happened here. Though, as Binita told Ume to stay still, she did, and took the time to glance around. She could see the bugs and the way they were killed and put two and two together fairly quickly. That, however, raised some unfortunate questions. How and why were the roach clan this deep into Rukongai?

Those questions would have to wait. Binita's current state overwhelmed Ume and she took a step in spite of the instructions given her. "Binita!" Ume pursed her lips. "T-They can't jump me, you idiot..." Ume said and met Binita halfway. She practically crashed into her and Ume struggled to hold Binita up when the girl collapsed against her. "Ghhk.. y-you're really going to make me carry your fat butt!? Ugh... even when you're half dead, you're still being a real bitch!" Ume whined, trying to cut the seriousness with some teasing. She used one hand to hold Binitas and with the other, opened up her zanpakutou and reached into it. 

"Here... take this..." Ume said and took one of the eyeballs out of her are and propped Binita up enough to shove the eyeball into the empty, bloody socket. Either Binita could withstand it and she'd at least have some sight back (and much, much more), or she couldn't and the process would paralyze her. Either option worked for Ume in the moment. She then grunted and hoisted Binita up onto her shoulders. A fireman's carry was the only way Ume was going to move Binita anywhere. She then proceeded to move as fast as she could, which wasn't very at all. 

"Please... just don't die..." Ume grunted. "Only stupid idiots die, you know? So, if you die, I will have no choice but to mock you forever. I'll have to make a grave marker... just so I can come and make fun of you for dying." Ume just hoped the nearest place to get medical attention wasn't too far away.  As she dragged Binita, she closed her eyes. The didn't need to be open for her to see. 

"I'm sorry..." She muttered quietly. She then sent out a flare of reiatsu. Not difficult for her, since it was always  on. It might attract more roahces, but it might, and hopefully would, scare the rest off. It would, also, hopefully attract the attention of someone who might be able to get Binita some help faster. 
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The reinforcements arrived just in time to stabilize Binita. They kept her from dying, but there hadn't been anyone from Squad Four in the initial wave. They hadn't really been expected to do anything other than clean up a mess. They weren't ready to fight, which they had not needed to. With so many reiatsu signatures, even the bold roaches retreated before the shinigami arrived. They also hadn't expected there to be anyone alive. As far as they knew, they were there to clean up a mess of bodies. 

Ume had been unharmed and told the initial wave to go out and dispose of bodies and collect samples for further investigation. She was taken back, along with Binita, to the Juunibantai barracks where Ume had Binita immediately rushed to surgery. While the members of Squad 12 weren't the same kind of doctors as in the Yonbantai, they did know  how to heal wounds and fix broken things. Binita's wounds were patched up enough. Mostly, enough. There was just one thing missing... literally. 

"Oboro-san. Said one of the medically inclined shinigami who had been working on Binita. "What do we do about Officer Singh's eye?" 

"Huh?" Ume raised an eyebrow. "Fix it." She said with a shrug. a missing eye wasn't a big deal. Not in Squad 12. Certainly not to Ume. 

"Right. We'll install a mechanical eye." 

Ume nodded at first, but then paused. "Wait. No, she needs a bioorganic eye." Ume insisted. 

"I'm sure we have one in one of the labs, it shouldn't be-" 

"No! Dammit..." Ume's brow furrowed. For some reason, she was getting annoyed. She wasn't going to give Binita some random eye. For some reason, Ume felt like Binita would have figured it out. Or something. She didn't know what she was feeling. Maybe it was guilt. She'd ruined Binita's life in so many ways in the span of  maybe a half hour. It would have been better if Binita had never met Ume.

"Huh..." In that moment, she thought that maybe it would have been better if a lot  of people hadn't met Ume. Or, if Ume hadn't met a lot of those people. She shook off her thoughts. "Give her one of mine." Ume said and pointed to her eyeball. Immediately, the surgeon looked down to Ume's zanpakutou and raised an eyebrow. "No, one of my actual  eyes!" 

"Oh, well, if you insist. But won't that-" 

"I have so many of them. Who cares if I'm missing one?" 

With Ume's mind made up, she was prepped for surgery and brought into the operation room. It wasn't too long before Ume's eye was removed and placed in Binita's socket. While Binita still recovered, Ume put a patch over her eye and rested up. Once she was ready, she gathered up Binita into a transportation cart and brought her to Squad Four. She found the guard and gave him instructions. "She's been injured in battle. We patched her up, but you all can actually heal  her wounds. We had to put in a new eye, so make sure that is healing alright too, got it?" Ume asked. "And, when she wakes up... just say she was treated here. For everything. Don't mention the eye. If you do, I'll know." She then handed left to let the Yonbantai carry Binita off, but she stopped. She looked back at the redhead and then grabbed her hand. 

"I'm... sorry?" She said, her voice cracking. "I don't know what else to say or do." She added. She then awkwardly leaned in and pressed her chest against Binita's and grabbed the girl's shoulder. The hug was awkward and Ume was glad Binita wasn't awake for it. She might have to avoid the woman for a while now... Ume then waved off the medic and began making her way back to the Juunibantai barracks. 
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It had not taken very long for Ume to do her report. She had everything she needed in her own mind. Writing it down was the only thing that required some skill. She'd written nothing yet because she wasn't sure what  to write. She knew the truth would not do for anything that wasn't completely confidential. Her captain, though, would certainly need to be filled in on the whole story. So, Ume stood in front of Aramis with her arms behind her back, straightened up for a rare instance. She had temporarily replaced her missing eye with one from her zanpakutou. 

"Once I finish with this report, I will send out a task force to the human world to counterbalance today's incident. Since you're the Captain, it falls upon you to disseminate the incident, but the truth is that the cleansing squad was eliminated by a single individual while, coincidentally, or, perhaps, opportunistically, Rukongai was invaded by a pack of insect Beast Clansmen. Obviously the implications and assumptions can be made. However, it is of my opinion that, effective immediately, Kimiko Nakajima should no longer be considered a Captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squad. Her presence in that position will only foment more incidents like we have seen today. Not to mention she fled the scene of the crime." Ume then cleared her throat.

"Her guilt is evident, but I would not recommend execution.  Considering the recent exodus of captain class individuals from the Seireitei, I believe some tact is in order in this incident, Taichou."