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What a pretty little doll he had found!

She was a wicked woman, strong and powerful from her mere scent. He wanted to eat her alive, drain her and keep her body as a treasure. Yet he would await her move, for he was a gentlemen that would allow her to pass on first. It was only his common mannerism to allow a lady to lead the dance of death.

And she was strong enough to lead him.

“Oh? You wish to be dominated by an unknown force? How wicked of you, darling. I would love to see you twist with agony~.” Or even pleasure, but that would be saved by a later banter. A raise of his hand and he would motion her closer, encouraging her to make the first move and dance the devil’s dance with him.

And him alone.

“Come now, don’t be afraid. I bite, harshly.” A crude joke but one that spoke truthfully nonetheless.

He was quite the tease, was a dangerous man, undoubtfully, as well. 

Not without any reason was she the one being sent out to engage in this precarious dance, the one fought between them, as if the sword of damocles might try and incapitate one by step taken in the wrong direction, would lead them to fall from fine and sharpen edge. 

Was he the sword? Or was it herself to be destined of taking his head for what the male had done?

“But why would you give me the possibility to strike? Did it not grace your thought that I had been sent to slay you in doing so effortlessly?” But to be dominated by him? Such audacity he held over his own strength, yet they both just radiated pure and crashing power, making the surrounding shake in a very own way - invisibly so - the force to have crashing down even air for one might suffocate in stepping up to their grace.

Enticing.

And so she took a few steps closer, walking, a tad too leisurely, towards the towering person he was. “Charming to give me the first strike, but you would hold better to be the one to attack.”

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and the world was gone.

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It wasn’t a mistake.

Sound of this voice – voice of a woman he didn’t recognize – sparkled up hope and filled him with fear, all within a single second. It was not a dream. He was alive. Someone wanted to – and managed – to prevent him from turning up his toes, there, in the twisted and broken wreck of his car, and this thought surely would’ve made him smile brightly and widely if not for the fact he still didn’t know where exactly did he end up. And this was making his seventh sense of a cop roar like air-raid siren. What if enemy took his body and performed some fucked up experiments on it? Undertaker wanted to help him back then, didn’t he?

It would be easier to figure this out if he actually opened eyes, but it still seemed to be some sort of mission impossible. Rest of his body didn’t show a merest will to cooperate either – legs felt distant as if he left them in other country, spine threatened to break at first sharper move, arms didn’t give a sign of life overall and jaw was so stiff that his supposed answer for the woman’s words has been reduced to a muffled sigh that remotely could resemble ‘mhm’.

How eloquent.

He couldn’t have known that this strange torpidity was a result of the kilograms of painkillers, anesthetics and soporific medicaments he was spiked with like junkie at christmas. Little by little his senses began to form more settled contact with reality. Until now he managed to gen up on the position of his body – he was lying on his left side, head rested on some pillow. Arrangement of the arms remained a mystery, just as if they didn’t exist at all, although heftiness he felt while attempting to move on of them indicated that there’s still something attached to his shoulder. Hell knows them… Maybe went dead.

To get rid of this numbness he tried to move his fingers, but he didn’t feel anything. Completely anything. Only heard some unidentified sound of mechanical nature, but he pushed it onto the aparature, which with doleful beeping in the background regularly confirmed that world didn’t cave in and crumble down yet. He couldn’t have known that mentioned sound made nothing else but his own hand – when its fingers twitched lightly and tightened on the bedsheet.

When steps came closer he made another attempt to open the eyes, this time ended with success. Not without effort, one eye slowly cracked open. And then he saw it.

He’d seen ones like that before, but in wildest dreams wouldn’t imagine to become an owner of one of them. In silence, without a breath even, he was staring at the dark alloy joining the skin at the level of elbow, at all these wires and elevating cylinders, microcircuits and chips… After a longer while of this mute awe he tried to move fingers once again, this time observing steadily. 

They moved.

“Dammit…” Inspector Kenneth Maynard Riggs, 31, was staring blankly at own fingers and tried to understand what just happened with his life.

He couldn’t have known it’s just beginning.

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And the doctor just waited patiently for him to adjust however he saw fit; the words she had spoken to him, moreso a reminder that really somebody was around and willing to actually engage in a conversation with the confused inspector, and not leave him stranded and without knowing what to really do with that new ‘body’ he just now possessed and - following the word uttered - now also realized that it was really - his. 

And as her patient’s form was still turned away from her, a few more steps would bring the female medic right in front of him, not trying to intrude actual precious space, merely to make sure he would easier be able to direct glance to her person when she sat down on empty chair a bit distanced from the bed, together with her file and data brought to make sure that writing down everything important and - new - could be done easily and right away. 

“I understand it must be a shock for you.” Maybe an understatement spoken by soothing and soft voice. “But I have to ask you how you feel with your new bionics. If they hurt you or bother you while moving them.”

It might be that such question was wasted breath and time, given the amount of medical chemicals pumped into circulation and running, partially to make sure it would easier enter the veins now hidden under metal-pieces, through the wires attached, momentarily being more than it was actually needed for the parts to work fluently. 

There was another little part of information she could add, maybe a bit more important than what happened and if everything she had attached would work to highest standard, as she was, indeed, one of the leading physicians allowed to only deal with, maybe surprisingly feeble, objects. “You are in the Central Hospital, at this moment.” One of the very few not under order of certain - individuals - but in the care and reach of the investigation department. 

“One of your colleagues rescued you from the wreck of your car and I am the leading doctor that attached these bionics to you, in the end saving your life.” She sighed. “Maybe it will be easier now, for you, to understand what happened.”

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     Oh, she was intriguing.

         The body was tossed to the side, drained from blood          and free from life as he stood at his full height. He          basically toward over the smaller woman, devouring          her smaller frame with his shadow as he approached          and neared her. There was something nearly terrifying          of her, it sent wondrous chills down his spine that enticed          him for more of what was promised. Standing now a few          feet away, he would tilt his head as he looked down at her.

     “You mean my dinner? That was easy enough to deal with but      I wonder if you will be the same~. Now that I think about it…”

          He would sniff the air, his nose devouring her scent slowly           before a growl deep from his throat came from his lips.

     “You smell delicious~.”

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“Adorable.”

But, of course, she had been sent to deal with this one, to find something nearly terrifyingly new and dispose of it however she saw fit; of course, Retsu had to admit, that at least for the few moments that would come, the Captain Commander had found a quite suitable entertainment for the bored warrior. 

To make sure she would not lose promising and entertaining desire to fight. 

“Wouldn’t it be disappointing if I had been sent to deal with you, yet you would overthrown me~?” Knowledge, a bit of interest in folklore, in myths and stories from the World of the Living, would tell her this man was a vampire, and it made it all the more fascinating. “Or perhaps you would even desire that?” 

No weapon had been drawn by now, a little banter, a little test, to see how far he would go and how fast this man attacked if only he desired to have what no one would be allowed to touch. “Don’t make me wait - not that I leave again.”

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and the world was gone.

What happened…?

No colour, no sound — only him and this empty abyss that surrounded him since what felt like eternity, but could be barely minutes as well. This silent pit of unnameable tone was his only company; although bland and confusing, eerie haze he was floating in didn’t make him feel insecure, nope. It didn’t feel pleasant either. It simply didn’t feel at all, but he kinda liked it.

No pain, no thoughts — the sound of silence filled his entire mind, cold and sterile, yet soothing in some twisted way. Caught in between life and death, walking on the edges of consciousness he felt unexpectedly serene; he could stay forever in this void limbo where someone forgot to wind up time.

But… were there birds in the nothingness? Because he certainly heard one right now.

Though he never was into the afterlife and kinda things, in this brief moment before his consciousness caught up with senses he would have nearly believed that life after death really exists. However, with every second passed more and more signals were reaching his brain — signals he was sure he knew, even if at the first moment needed more time to decipher them. A step out of the haze has been taken. Its tentacles, tightly wrapped around his mind, now loosened and dwindled away slowly; a pleasantly tangy breeze skimmed his skin and he could hear a distant noise breaking into the crazy serenade of the bird… Traffic?

Eyelids were still too heavy to be opened, but behind their wall there was increasingly more sounds he was able to recognize. Monotonous hum of some machine, maybe AC or similar unit. Quiet beeping of some electronic device, not far from there. Snap of a closed door in the distance. Ringing mobile. Voices. Steps coming… yeah, closer. Wind whistling through the crack of a window. Car horn—

Now memories hit him back, all at once, just as if the part of his brain that was responsible for memory suddenly has been plugged in. He remembered everything. The chase. The crash. That scoffing smirk sprawled across the face of that motherfucker when he was watching him dying.

Hell… How much time has passed?

Steps he heard before approached, closer and closer.

He didn’t dare to open his eyes.

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Her order had been strict and clear: “Serve that he survives! At any cost!”

So the deed had been done, no thought given if the man – the human he was after all – would allow for such to happen. There had been no time at this moment to search for his relatives, making sure it was alright – the changes applied, drastically mutating this, momentarily, heap of flesh and bones into something new and ( by crowd-belief ) into something better.

The patient had slept for seven days now, a few hours give or take. They had rushed to save him, as alone the procedure to make sure he would survive rather severe condition of destroyed chest, arms and half of his face had taken up twenty-three hours, nearly bordering on a whole day in the surgical suite. And it had been foreseeable right from the beginning that only she would be able to save him and implant such structures changing him into a higher being. Evolved.

The visits followed every day – at least twice for making sure the devices were working properly – and today was another one, when she stepped inside the single-person patient-room, closing the window she had ( out of habit ) opened before on her first visit on the day. Something was odd, a bit of a different feeling, as after all these years treating sufferers at life-endangering state, Unohana Retsu got a literal sixth sense for the changes in every person put under her care.

“If you feel like talking, please feel free.”

To ask if he was awake would be a farce, given that the doctor was actually aware about it, so this was the best approach to take, while moving slowly – nearly cautiously as if not startling a threatened animal – through the room and to his bedsite, checking on the mechanism that was, now, his right arm. “If you wonder if you are alive, the answer is: yes.”

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Eyes fell to the report. It wasn’t that he didn’t know what it was, but it was more-so the fact that he wasn’t expecting paperwork to be given so early. When he took them, he held onto it almost casually as if he hadn’t been taking anything seriously, which was hardly the case. As she spoke, his eyes read along the lines carefully. Examining each and every word did his eyes, and he had yet to spot one inconsistency. It was no wonder it arrived to him rather early, given what context she’d spoken. A quiet sigh escaped his lips, and he lifted his gaze back up to her. His eyes were barely seen out from under his hat.

"That so," he didn’t question, already knowing that it was too late to, perhaps, ask for more insight on the matter. He had been given a duty, and it was in his right to take it no matter the consequences. "How spooky," Shunsui managed out with a light chuckle as he turned to place the report back on the desk before glancing over his shoulder at her. Eyelids veiled halfway, and he spoke carefully, "Eye witness accounts. Do we… Do we have any about the source?” Any information was, of course, appreciated, but Shunsui had already marked down what were priorities and what wasn’t. By now, he knew better than most.

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“Some vague speeches, at least from my men. They had seen the bodies, yet were practically unable to give me a suitable report.” It was, rightout spoken, a disgrace and a bother for her that they appeared affected enough to barely manage spoken analysis, as if alone the view of what had appeared in those districts was enough to make them cover in fear. Given that it was her division, of all of them, it was suitable enough to – for one: annoy her, – for two: make her curious, and that was, apparently, the utmost pressing reason as to why the Captain Commander had picked her division for the first lead.

It was not unknown that he tried to stall her boredom.

“From what I gathered, the source of these deaths is a rather brutal one and does not give much about hiding their murders. I’m not exactly certain if this being is even from Soul Society.” A sigh, very light and nearly inaudible, if not kept attention, would pass her lips and hands folded elegantly in front of her chest. A habit, so to say, for she might be one of the strongest and most dangerous captains, yet her ways from genuine grace would never change and never falter. “Perhaps, if you feel inclined, we might take the opportunity and go to see for ourselves.”

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Human beings entertained him so horribly wonderfully. The way they S C R E A M E D before fangs punctured the skin and he would devour them whole. One would assume he only thought of them a meal but that was far from the truth. He adored and saw humanity as foolish little creatures that rose back from the depths of Hell time and time again. No matter how many he sunk down with his fangs, they seemed to multiply in a matter of moments but he would take much joy in it regardless. Just as he was taking joy out of draining the human beneath him.

It was not until a  voice reached him that he would turn to look over, dropping the body within moments.

Deep breaths came from his lips from the amount of sucking he had been doing, the words registered yet left alone as long, grotesque tongue licked away the blood from his mouth. This woman, who was she? She smelt of death and blood- How alluring. He would fin himself standing, a smile forming on his lips the moment her scent filled his nose. Could she become his next meal?

Only time would tell.

"What a shame you feel that way. Maybe I should give you a reason to find amusement with me once again."

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How arrogant.

He had a strong aura, easily perceptible and palpable dancing around them like the wind rising to mask the stench of flesh and iron, when the distance was closed ever so slowly between them – no reason to show any signs of fear or displeasure for the Captain had witnessed much worse and disastrous. A sigh was her main-answer to the spoken words, eyeing him slowly, one time up and one time down, then would glance wander to the dead body right on the ground, raise of eyebrow inclining the very fact of mild confusion, shrugged off just a moment later like too heavy coat lain on her shoulders.

It didn’t matter.

She would find out soon enough.

And then, there was a smirk. “Amusement, hm? How pretentious of a notion, for the reason I was sent here can be found lying to your feet.” Not only one, a dozen from what eyes were able to see. “But, I’m not against a certain form of entertainment, if you make it worth my time, maybe we can engage in a little - dance~.”

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There was the slightest flick of a wrist. It was the lack of communication via vocalization that gave way to his answer. If he had said no, she wouldn’t have come to him in the first place. Expression turned serious for a brief moment. It was an implication of thought.

He shifted. Turning his head over his shoulder, he raised his eyebrows quizzically before raising his hand to tip his hat back. “Lower Rukongai,” he repeated after her in a quiet whisper, using the time he took up to look away for a brief second. There was nothing else he had to do. Even if he had an excuse, it would have been in his better interest to remain regardless. “Ah,” the brunette breathed out in a near sigh before turning on the heel of his foot to face the woman appropriately. He wore a smile on his face all the while, but this could easily be seen as a farce. Nearly everything between the two of them was a game, and this would probably be no different. Giving a gentleman’s nod towards her, he recognized the potential gravity of the discussion and offered forth, “What kind of incidents?”

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Their whole relationships was nothing more but a game.

Yet, in some moments of utter calm, were they capable of talking as equals ( as nothing else they had to be ), and with his approach and attention, a hand would extend slowly to hand him a file of reports, gathered by her own men in place of apparent danger, containing amount of victims falling to the incidents, as well as state of those – survivers were not given.

“Someone or something is attacking the residents in those parts and all the Shinigami dispatched fell victim to the same intruder as well.” For who it was, who this being was, remained a mystery and unknown, like a riddle to be solved, advised to be taken up by the two game-masters of Soul Society, henceforth she came to the taller colleaque in the first place, for both of them were aware that a solution of this ‘problem’ had to come soon. And per best effort and skill. “The Captain Commander informed me to team up with you upon this mission. My men found the corpses and I would like to request your insight on it.”

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killer-not-dead

It wasn't that exceptionally often they had met in the last time, something that could be weeks, maybe even months to count, yet would hardly matter for what they were was something human, yet something fairly from a different kind. He followed her ( as it was not the first time ever done like this ) over the amount of length what could be called maybe an hour. Yet, once again and with the remembrance of former thoughts, was this the very least thing to mind, if not everything they needed. 

"Do you need something from me?" 

A stop in place when slender form turned and watched the towering hunter; one might assume she would be, should be, intimidated - yet there was nothing of it, when arms folded in front of her chest, head tilting lightly to underline the notion of wait for a suitable reason of his current presence. "Your following is rather tiresome, and you are aware of that fact."

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"Kyoraku-taichou, if you could spare me a bit of your time, I would request a talk with you."

For what would be lifted like a veil in nothing but a few more seconds, given that her colleague would hardly refuse a request from the female captain, for there was neither a reason nor actual need to do so. The only 'reason' acceptable was, by far, the one that he had other matters to attend, appointments of sorts or the Captain Commander requiring his presence, if not the case, she would simply insist on his stay. "There are some - incidents -  in lower Rukongai we should discuss."

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bxoodsxcker

It should be a rather simply mission, for someone of her strength, of her experience, no doubt being sent due to the mere fact of personal boredom, as the captain commander was ( time and time again ) not getting tired of giving her a certain form of very important - also tiresome - entertainment. This was one reason, for that matter, the other was the amount of rumors circling the unknown, named to be a 'hollow' of sorts would Shinigami - seated and unseated - fall victim to this beast running with savage hunger ( for the victims would all display a certain picture of sorts ) through the lower forests of the Rukongai. 

Two reasons - one choice. 

And the search, if it even was one to begin with, didn't take exceptionally long - fresh crimson trail inviting to follow and relish in picture fanning out before blue eyes, as if the other was merely waiting, preparing a masterpiece of carnage and temptation. How crude.

"How disappointing. And there I hoped for something even more entertaining."

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"Bad…?" A longer while stare of the one eye has been hovering upon the healer’s face, fixed and blinkless, laden with intensity of kind rarely seen in juuichibantai taichou’s olive-green hues; kind intent and rich in thought, with a promise of response as honest as only would bring this mute soul-stripping Zaraki Kenpachi subjected himself to in this very moment. "—No. Not really."

Of course it wouldn’t be. They could be highly skeptical regarding plans to have any offspring in nearest future (and farther as well), but if in some preposterous way it actually happened, he would simply deal with it. What has been done cannot be undone, and Kenpachi was not the one to cry over milk once spilt. 

"However, I’d be more… comfortable… if it didn’t happen.”

He shot a short glance towards the ikebana thing, more out of lack of some reasonable point to hook a perplexed eye upon than actual interest, but all efforts to drift with the stare in a place where Unohana’s honed perception wouldn’t catch it has been given upon when, in way completely fortuitous, Kenpachi noticed that fellow captain has used the fancy composition to nothing else — only that thing she tried to hide was a frankly amused smile.

Heh, what could he do if not smile back — somewhat crookedly though.

"Retsu, please…" He continued, picking up on that atmosphere of gentle mockery their conversation gained in the meantime. "It would be fuckin’ laughable if leadin’ exponent of all that lore of pregancy and stuff was a person who just moment ago ‘s been caught on intense study of fuckin’ leaflets about such. Heh, who the hell would ever listen to me—!”

Fact that it would mean owning up in front of half of division to reading baby brochures in free time didn’t make it a bit easier.

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An interesting thought to keep in mind, the honest answer given by his colleague served for a true warm smile to appear on the healer’s face, due to the uncommon way he would word it and the time passing between answer spoken with such tone of voice. Apparently, someone was found the whole ordeal and stress was worth to be put through and due to this simple fact, any ‘accidents’ of sorts would not be mourned over, but taken up and together.

It was a nice realization spoken between the both so unlike and yet so similar captains.

But it was not really the topic on hand. “It would only be laughable if you had no idea at all, but apparently you educated yourself well ~” Due to lack of any other pastime activity or accident, it didn’t matter and would likely not be discussed either, if not pursued by one of strong minds indulged in such idle banter.

“Just imagine when I would take up the time to come to your division in mere thought of education for those who – probably – never saw anything alike before.” The most amusing picture flashing up in one’s mind on that would probably be a mixture of sheer horror and abashed wonderment why ever the elegant leader of the fourth had had the need, just to---

---ah yeah, realization might hit that indeed female members of once nearly totally masculine bunch had other needs and interests than fighting, drinking and sleeping. Even that someone might think the male entourage would also have, but this could be a topic for a different time to pursue. “Whereas I’m fairly sure they would listen to me, the damage done to receive such a talk from my side might be a bit more than giving this insight by yourself, don’t you think?”

She would leave him to the thoughts of thinking over whatever his soldiers would paint out in their wanton imagination. 

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taste-for-carnage:

There wasn’t even a second passed between soft clank of the opened door and stir of the tousled black mane, pushed into this somewhat frantic movement when Juuichibantai taichou perked his head over the object of intent study. Twitch of his head had been followed by twitch of the whole body and Kenpachi nearly dropped an ample bunch of brochures and whatever pamphlets he was holding. Always-immaculately-clean floor of Yonbantai medical station had been saved from this small disaster only because Kenpachis reflex was not less sharp than his, sometimes unpredictable, reactions.

He didn’t even manage to rebound for good and the leaflet he was so immersed in already was in her hands. Years of practice at ikebana as well as regular fiddling with whatever medical instruments had been visible ever so clearly in that short yet fluent move the dainty digits rotated the piece of paper in, for the healer could examine the front page. That fucking smile, so well-known for him, growing on her lips Retsu chuckled, not even about to tone down her amusement when the fated brochure had been tucked back into his hand.

He just wanted to widen some horizons, what’s so fucking funny here—?

"Hell no, I don’t have." Obviously displeased he growled under his breath, tone somewhat strangled — probably due to full truckload of ugly words he had to swallow while they wanted out ever so badly. "…At least I hope so."

That tiny grain of uncertainty was always there; no way he could root it out from his consciousness. No matter all the efforts they would put up to minimalize it the risk never could be erased completely. And awareness of this risk was the more pesky that neither of them actually wanted to have kids.

Yachiru already used up his children tolerance reserves for like next six thousand years.

“Mhm ~” The soft hum would underline the healer’s thoughts easily, especially for this colleague to understand and perfectly read even without the need to put into words what obviously was just a little teasing play between holder of the same rank. Truly, (and without any mocking) there was no doubt that someone like the captain of Juuichibantai would read informational broschures about pregnancy just ‘for the sake of it’ but since the healer was aware about his current relationship – it was just too good to pass.

“But would it so bad if it was the truth?” Question was more of rhetorical nature than essentially something the female captain wanted to have answered about at any cost. Stepping around her desk and walking up to arrangement of Ikebana, worked on before she had been called out to some sudden appearance of injured division-members (maybe the reason of it sat inside her office now), would be taken up by dainty hands and twisted and turned – something quite habitual and nothing really interesting. It was merely a way to push out of sight her obvious amusement.

Even that she failed---

---not that there was any care to it. “Or do you read those broschures because of the increase of female officers in a – to be believed – male division. It would be wonderous if ever you would want to put up the position of help in such delicate topic.” She turned from placing the arrangement on the small cupboard behind her desk, folding arms in front of her chest, cupping with one hand her chin as if in deep thought regarding such fickle topic. “Or do you want me to provide your female officers with suitable amount of informative material? ~” 

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"Really? Ah. Well, that makes sense, then. I don’t eat a lot - but I’m getting better at it!! - and I’m kind of stressed out recently. I guess I’ll have to try and make myself relax more…? Any suggestions on how to?"

She took a moment to think about the second response, then pursed her lips out. “Well. I mean- I could probably use condoms, but I’ve been thinking,” Ayumu’s voice remained small and quiet, as if trying to keep others from hearing, “I… was actually wondering if I could try something for myself? For my body, I mean. The pill- or maybe some other way. I don’t know what’d be best, though, so I was hoping you could help me, maybe.”

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"The way you eat should depend on the way you work. Doing paperwork requires much less food than for example fighting work-outs. And if you haven't eaten a lot in a long time, you will need less food anyway, what doesn't mean it is healthy, quite the opposite." Finding a good balance required time and effort, hearing that Ayumu wouldn't eat a lot left a kind of worry, but maybe there would be time in the future to figure out a schedule for this sort of thing. "Hm." A short pause before the second question. "Meditation is quite a good way for many, but it only works if you can relieve yourself of inner stress."

"It might be that walks can help you, talks with someone close, or the simple fact of writing down what exactly is the reason of your stress." It was quite a technique that needed to be learned, even if it seemed easy for once. "Even if you feel there is nothing, finding the core of the stress and being aware of what it is can help you in relieving a great portion quickly." 

A chuckle followed after the explanation, then a small smile. "I can give you the pill, if you want. There are a few other things, but the pill as a form of birth control is the easiest."

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"Well," she muttered, voice low and quiet, "I was actually interested in seeing if I can’t get some help. My uh- body doesn’t regulate itself always. On time I mean. And I’m… also interested in getting some kind of contraceptives. For when the right time does come along, you know? Better safe than sorry, right?”

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"Ah, that can have many reasons." A smile was given, something more encouraging, because even talking with a healer about it, a female too, was a task not many did without a bit shyness. "Not enough sleep, no regular food, too much stress, emotional or even physical, can all cause the body to get out of a proper rhythm." The first part said, she could ask later after proper reasons and trying to find a regulation. "And you can get contraceptives from every division-member here, they are advised to give them out by question after, don't worry."

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perilous-purity replied to your post:’^ ‘ Sneaks off with one of those baby brochures…

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"Ah- Unohana-taichou."

"I was… wondering if I could talk to you about some things."

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"Of course." This would turn out to be interesting probably, especially with what Ayumu had taken a second ago. "What is on your mind?"

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"I'll do it right away!" In excitement she snatched the papers, not being rude but more for she was so excited to go do this task that only she could do.

"I'm counting on you~" It wasn’t really to move the girl away, but she seemed like she liked doing tasks that only she was able to do, after all the little Arrancar was certainly not young in age in itself, but young as a being in mind. When she would be back, the candy would have been prepared as well as a tea to indulge in. Preferably also milk with honey or a lemonade, whatever was preferred.

And for the time being the captain would return to her task~