<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>Hmm, so Neliel is back in the Seiretei?</i></span>Jin thought.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>Perhaps I should go investigate.  It would be bad to leave her unescorted as well.</i></span>While he was no longer concerned that she would inspire an unprovoked attack from a unnamed shinigami, he was still worried of her getting lost, or finding herself the accidental target of someone's wrath.  She was rather clumsy, and had a habit of finding business not meant to be hers.<br/><br/>Jin looked down and smiled at Yachiru.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"And would luitenant-chan happen to know where the green-haired Arrancar lady is at the moment?"</span>he asked.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>Give me a place,</i></span>he thought,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>I'd rather not depend on your infamous sense of direction.</i>  "If you could tell me where she is right now, I would be quite thankful."</span><br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Daisuke growled inwardly, notsomuch at Yoruichi but at the thought of having to face her with her Zanpakuto.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"Really?"</span>he asked.  "You can't be serious, right?"  Seeing the look in her eye, he sighed to himself.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000"> "Meh, all this training and I still haven't achieved bankai.  I guess if I'm going to be heading back, I need to do it somehow.  If this is what it takes, then yeah,"</span>he finished, settling himself back into a readied stance.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"Alright then, how's this gonna go down?"</span><br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Gin looked up and smirked.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"It's interesting that I would find myself graced by your presence,"</span>Gin commented.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"You would usually not deign to have my company, Tosen,"</span>he continued, chuckling to himself as he lightly fingered a few buttons on a nearby keyboard.  Several monitors turned on, display various statistics.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"Why I wouldn't consider it a genius piece of work like that crazed man Kurotsuchi, I would think that it is sufficiently...amusing,"</span>he snickered, settling back with his head thoughtfully resting on his hand.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"If all goes well, I'll be unvealing my project soon enough."</span><br/><br/>The grin lessened for a moment as his thoughts continued.  Turning so that his back faced the door and thus was also facing Tosen, he waved a hand dismissively.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"But that's enough chatter from me.  If you're truly curious, perhaps you should go beg Aizen.  Perhaps he'll give you a clue.  Until then, good bye."</span>