The Power Of Booze Fixes Everything [Yetsuna]

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

It was a good day, it was going to be a good day. A certain redheaded Shinigami walked down in the mid nearing late afternoon to the barracks of squad three for an appointment she had asked for. Speaking to a certain Alexander Kuma-Hebi, she had figured out where his Vice Captain should be, and so she walked ahead, to a simple Squad 3 training grounds. Why was she here today? Mostly to pay amends and to let the woman know that she had kept what she said. She took those words to heart from back then. She decided to get over it, live, and continue her service, grateful for the Zanpakutou by her side. How was she going to pay amends? Well, she heard that the woman really liked to drink, not that Senshi herself ever enjoyed the bad habit. Though everyone had their coping methods after a hard days work killing hollows, purifying, and the other what nots.

Looking left and right, she looked for the brown haired reaper, confused on where she could be in all sense. Senshi had changed quite a bit, not so much bodily other than her missing left arm that was. It was severed at the elbow and a stump remained of where it used to be. That was the same arm that she wore her vice captain’s badge on, and at this time, she was so grateful that her uniform size was larger than it should be. Most people would never really think her to be armless so long as she held her arms at her side. “Umm...H-Hello?” She called out, wondering if perhaps maybe she was a little bit too late? “Fukutaicho Yishnir?” This was a personal meeting, something she felt like she had to do even if it wasn't going to turn out well. An apology was owed, and she knew that well.

It’s been a while, but she was thinking for sure that the woman was going to remember her and be upset about the last time. It filled her with nervousness, worry that her apology would be rejected and she wouldn’t get the chance. She was shorter...quite a bit shorter than the woman by nearly eight inches. To say that she never felt smaller in this situation would fit rather well. When she’d find her, she’d quickly bow in respect. “I umm...hello. I’m here to take you out for all the drinks you can drink. My name is Odayakama Senshi.” She looked up, quite a bit different from that cold and lifeless face from before. Right now, she looked a bit nervous, uncertain. “Will you come with me?” She tried reining in that shyness by clenching her bit of sleeve with her opposite hand, like a school girl who was trying to confess her feelings or something.

She didn’t say anything else, waiting to be rejected, yelled at, or any other sort of manner. She slowly then handed out her right hand to shake, the other not for obvious reasons. The pounding on her chest was felt, and she wondered if there was any recollection of who she was. She knew who Yetsuna was for sure...most likely one of the stronger ends of the Vice Captains, well, considering how few of them there were left out of the thirteen squads. “I wanted to say thank you and sorry. Sorry for being a sore loser...and thank you for helping me figure out what I wanted to do back then.” She didn’t say anything else, waiting, waiting for a response. Oh how nervous she was...someone might be able to smell it. Likely didn't come every day to the other more experienced vice captain the offer to drink as much as she could and from another vice captain. So...maybe she'd accept? Hopefully. 

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna stood in the center of the training area, her blade in hand, though she wasn't in her typical combat stance, no it was much more relaxed, much more casual. Someone charged toward her, poised to swing their blade and in response she just lazily brought her blade up to block their's. Her assailant attempted to follow up his attack, but she just shifted her blade slightly, deflecting the blow again, this process went on for some time, until eventually the girl overexerted herself, prompting Yetsuna to take her legs out from under her and causing her to fail with a solid "thud". Stabbing her blade into the ground the vice captain would reach her hand out to pick the girl up, "Well, if nothing else you've definitely got stamina, though your technique could use a little work," she'd say as the girl took her hand.

"Alrighty who's next?" she'd turn to ask the crowd of squad 3 soldiers who had been watching. Yetsuna had become fairly active member in her squads training regiment, making sure to spend at least a few days a week with her crew, or well Alex's more accurately, though, ironically, despite her position, she almost never saw him. It was partly because of this she spent so much time in the training ground; most of Alex's paper work duties kept falling on her because of his long absences, and she REALLY didn't like doing paperwork, so this was a good cop out not to do it, plus it also gave her chance to stay on top of her people's developments so she knew who to deploy where to try and not get someone killed. She looked over the group, though oddly enough no one was stepping up, then she noticed why.

They were all looking at some outsider who had just showed up, a rather timid looking girl based on the fact she hadn't even noticed her arrival, or her attempt to get her attention. Pulling her greatsword out of the ground and sliding it into its sheath and a smooth single motion she'd look at the girl, "Yes, can I help you?" she'd ask as she looked over the red head. Her uniform was fairly ill-fitted, though that was likely by choice, though the reason was anyone's guess, she also noticed a vice captain badge on her arm which did somewhat surprise her, she must have been fairly new to the rank considering she didn't recognize the female off hand and her shy disposition. 

With a small stutter and a soft voice the girl introduced herself and offered to take her out for free drinks, prompting Yetsuna to raise an eyebrow, she wasn't one to turn down free drinks, but at the same time why did this random girl wanna buy her alcohol. "I mean, I don't see why not," she replied as the crowd of squad 3 folks began to disperse, "though I am a little curious as to why," she'd inquire back. It wasn't that she was distrustful of the girl's motives, she could sense they were pure, but still random girl offering free drinks? C'mon there had to be some reason for that.

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

She felt a little more than nervous with the crowd looking around her oddly for the sudden odd proposition of giving Yetsuna Yishnir free drink. It wasn’t everyday that something like that happens, and in that moment Yetsuna made Senshi feel incredibly odd just with her question of...if there was a way to help the redheaded gal. However, as the crowd began to disperse, she heard the woman’s offer. “Sure, why not.” although came the question of why. “I-I guess you don’t really remember me. Umm…” She tried to think of a way to refresh her memory through a very short and concise way that she should be able to get. Made sense, Senshi did meet her when she was an unseated officer after all. Snapping her right hand, she thought of the answer. “I’m the girl that...blew herself up in your rock coffin.” Maybe that gave a little bit more of a descriptor.

Though...she didn’t look happy about sharing that. She looked more scared of how this fellow Shinigami would act, that is if she got the message. However, there was of course the matter of why. “I...wanted to say sorry and buy you drinks.” She bowed her head low apologetically before slowly rising up. There was a certain bit of uncertainty within the girl, and frankly it a lot of it. After the whole encounter with Yetsuna, being detained, her reputation wasn’t the best as her hostile choices back then and her ever swallowing despair put her through some situations. She was relieved of duty so she could go to therapy, or at least a place she could talk to her problems. It sort of helped along with factors like Kaen, July, then Himitsu.

The biggest part that helped her get “through the slump” was her promotion. She was still far from being a great Shinigami, but she had her own skillset she supposed. Most certainly she was useful for doing that paperwork within the Squad 8 Barracks. Now with her missing arm, it was what she was doing primarily while she was trying to work out something with the medics to see if they could get her a new arm or not. “I really am s-sorry.” She looked up at Yetsuna with those shy eyes, scared of what she’d see, but hers were wet, almost looking like she was going to burst into tears if there was a denial. The reason? Because that meant that she had come all the way here for nothing. That her gestures and repentance really didn’t mean anything.

Though, would Yetsuna care about it? Senshi had with her the cash needed to go out to the bar, perhaps the first and only time she has really been to one now that she thought about it. Usually when Senshi was stressed, she would sleep and read. Those were the two things she did because she didn’t want to think about anything else. She was the quiet type that didn’t talk with many people, and was afraid to make any further bonds due to the fact that basically everyone she gave a shit about died. While she wasn’t expecting Yetsuna to forgive her and be friends, she was hoping at least for the forgiveness part. That would be nice while on this beautiful night. There really wasn’t much to celebrate what with all the chaos of the Soul Society, but she wanted to give it a shot.

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna cocked her eyebrow a bit when the girl mentioned something about her not having any memories of the red head. While she listened she began mulling over all the people she knew and had met with red hair, but no one really popped to mind until the girl said a specific detail. At the mention of the coffin barbecue her memory clicked; this was that mopey girl who got bitchy with her, jeez how many years ago now? She honestly didn't remember an excessive amount about the encounter, for the most part besides the bad attitude and the decision to roast herself the encounter was only one of hundreds of training sessions she had had in the arenas. She remembered the girl riling her up fairly good, though the exact cause eluded her.

The blonde females expression wouldn't really change once she figured out who the girl was, namely because she didn't really care too much about who she was, "Yeah, yeah I remember a bit now, the girl that decided she wanted to host a barbecue at the training area," she said casually. She continued to listen as the girl explained why she was there, noting the girl's body language was showing no small amount of anxiety. The whole thing came to a head, at least for the red head, when she offered an apology for her past behavior, which Yetsuna brushed off quickly, "Don't worry about it. I barely remember the entire ordeal anyway, besides it not like you did me any harm. We all have bad days."

Her words were honest, she didn't really care about what had happened all those years ago, but even if she had there was a solid chance she'd have lied about it. The girl's eyes looked like they were about to turn into waterfalls or something, pair that with her body language she was worried that any unkind might literally end up breaking the girl in half or something. "Seriously, this girl is a weird vice captain, so timid...." she'd remark to herself, beginning to wonder how the girl got her rank; either Yetsuna made her excessively nervous or she must pull some kinda personality shift in combat. "So where did you wanna go?"

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

A little bit disturbed about the barbecue statement, she seemed relieved however when Yetsuna said that she was fine with going somewhere. Though, she didn’t expect that she’d ask Senshi where she wanted to go. She didn’t know where she wanted to go really. How could she? She didn’t drink, she didn’t smoke, and she didn’t take acts of debauchery like other people did. She just seemed to be that girl that didn’t take care in any of the vices. Yet, it didn’t take much effort for Senshi to suddenly lurch forward and give her a one armed hug, wrapping her body around the person in question. “T-Thank you.” She broke free quickly afterwards, and then looked at the ground with a nervous blush. “U-Uhmm...I’ve never been to a bar before, so I figured you would know where your favorite place would be.”

It didn’t take much inquiring from any member of Squad 3 for them to tell her that the Vice Captain loved a good fight, and loved to drink. So, it was also known that she loved drinking and fighting, a habit that got her kicked out of a lot of places. So, as Yetsuna would think to herself where she wanted to go, the redhead took liberty to take a few steps back. Now, Yetsuna had maybe noticed that when the girl hugged her with both arms, there was no second arm to wrap around her. That was right, she was one armed. So, it might be a question on how a girl with one arm became a Vice Captain, but that didn’t matter so much did it? It probably did, though for now, she would try to manage what she could. In the case that Yetsuna didn’t know where she wanted to go, Senshi spoke up, a little less stuttering this time. “There’s a place called Bink’s...if you want to go there.”

Assuming that Yetsuna said she was fine going there, Senshi would proceed to walk, no need to run or flash step everywhere on a night like this. The moon was overhead and it shined a golden yellow, the stars shining in the bright sky as she walked, and it would take around fifteen minutes of walking to get there, a generally medium sized place, of course built in the Japanese style of architecture with the learning tile roof, and there were no doors. Instead, there were two hanging drape like things that Senshi quickly walked through. It wasn’t how she imagined a bar to be like, all thoughts considered. Her nose did quickly twitch and turn away at the foreign smell though. Was this what alcohol smelt like? She couldn’t imagine what made people enjoy it.

It smelt acrid, bitter, and pungent most absolutely. Though...the food didn’t smell half bad. For the eastern outside, the inside seemed more western, having a large counter, several sit in booths, and the man running the place seemed to be middle aged, a guy with jet black hair, smooth complexion, a smile on his face as he chuckled, and was drying the inside of a cup. Looked to be the kind of guy that worked out maybe once or twice a week, and behind him were some selections of booze. Several people were in here, but ultimately, the bar wasn’t even half full right now. Senshi slowly continued walking in, letting Yetsuna see the energy efficient light up above, creating a sort of dim but yet comfortably “bar” atmosphere for the place. Letting the Vice Captain choose the seat, the redhead would just plop herself either next to her if it was a chair by the bar counter, or across from her if it was a booth.

“Eat and drink as much as you like.” It was all on her this time around, and so the woman should enjoy it, because it wasn’t going to be something that was going to be happening often. There was a menu, but it had more lists of drinks, and very little food. There in terms of food was she shepherd's pie, england chowder, a porkchop, and then side orders of bread, mashed potatoes, and a few other basic things. Senshi looked too, even though she didn’t think she was going to order anything much...if at all. She was just glad that things were going better. There wasn’t any weird things going on between them, and they could just enjoy a night...hopefully. They would have to go up there to order personally, but shouldn't be a problem. The man named "Bink" had sort of been just sitting now, chilling.