=====<br/>Uako Kinme<br/>07:05 - 07:10<br/>Currently moving from 7th Squad Barracks to Northern Gate<br/>=====<br/><br/>Uako was halfway down the side of the hill when she heard the explosion. The laughing stopped suddenly, and first thought was "That wasn't me.." Some sort of something was going on.<br/><br/>Of course, she thought as she looked back down the rock wall she was sliding down, there was only so much that could actually be going wrong if the Captain-Commander was putting her hands in it. Even less if her Black Hound was going with her.  Those two alone could probably turn back anything short of a Demi-god army without using a Bankai. Still.. as a Captain, she at least needed to play the part. Not to mention, the more she thought about it, the stranger this smelled.<br/><br/>She pursed her lower lip at the approaching ground, and all the fun she had just been having, and sighed. Her legs bent slightly and, with a small burst of energy, she was flying through the air, high over the structures between the Hill and the outer eastern wall. She'd been talented enough in the Academy, even though she didn't consider Flash Step to be her forte.  Nowadays, that kind of skill flaw was inexcusable, and she'd found her ways to correct it. There were humorous tales of how clumsy they used to be, but she didn't feel like recalling them. High in the sky, she could see a great deal, perhaps even the source of the explosion.<br/><br/>She touched down on the roof of the 7 Squad Barracks, setting her notebook and pack there. The three Shinigami that had walked outside looked up with surprise. That was just the way she was, but somehow Uako still managed to be unpredictable.  "Round up the fast ones and get one guy with a flare at every cardinal point." she said tersely. "The 11th Squad Captain is at the North Wall, so focus on spotting evidence of a diversion. Get the Muscle up and limber, and have them fortify the area."<br/><br/>One of the guards asked if they knew what was happening, or if such a mobilization was even necessary. Uako replied with a steely gaze, and took out her glasses. "Noboyoki, right?" she asked, examining him. When the Shinigami nodded, she said "I ought to demote you. Look, the Commander's schedule is so fixed, it's scary. Why anyone be so stupid to attack the Seireitei at all is beyond me, but when the Boss is literally just starting patrol at the north section?  Always, always assume you are dealing with someone brilliant first." She smiled curiously. "Then, later on, when you find out it was some moron with a death wish, we can laugh abou-." And then she was quiet for a moment.<br/><br/>The Hell's Butterfuly chose that exact instant to hit her, informing her of the Captain-Commander's Orders to muster within the Barracks and meet her at the north gate immediately.<br/><br/>"Magnama-dammit!"  She yelled.  She stared down sharply at the three, who were now a little confused and more than a little frightened.  Uako's Reiatsu wasn't normally the overpowering aura that Shinigami Captains were known for.  But those who didn't think she had it, had never seen her become Megane-Chan, the seething, calculating woman she became when she was genuinely upset.  In her thoughts, she was quietly furious at the Captain-Commander, both for over-riding her orders right after she'd given them, and for what Uako considered the short-shortsightedness of keeping all the Shinigami in their Barracks.  She thought very strongly about ordering the Shinigami to proceed as she had instructed.  Assuming the north wall was the only place of incident was a tactical error...<br/><br/>It was the hardest part about being a Captain.  She was still thinking like a scientist:  Predict probabilities, equip to observe and to react quickly to observation, and act independently.  But this was the Military.  The Captain-Commander could not do her job if she was disobeyed.<br/><br/>"Scrap what I said."  Her voice was hot.  "Get inside.  Limber everyone up.  Gear for war.  And don't leave until you hear further orders."  And with that, there was a flash of energy, and she was sailing through the air again, heading toward the north wall.<br/><br/>She'd wanted to add something, as if to say in a back-handed, threatening way, that if you disobey and follow my first orders, I'll cover for you.  But she had thought better of it.  That was no attitude for a Captain to have, and she was striving to be an excellent Captain. The ones that would disobey anyway, if they were so inclined, already knew how she felt about following orders to the letter without thinking for yourself.  She very subtly encouraged such initiative, at least in those that displayed an aptitude for good judgement.  She would rebuke them for it, even punish them for falling out of line.  But she couldn't help how she truly felt, and the 2 or 3 that did it and did it well knew how proud she was.  She pondered this as she flew towards the North wall, having to touch down twice to keep herself moving.  It was a peculiar modification of Flash Step: it provided more force moving forward, and then used the traditional technique to mitigate the impact of landing.<br/><br/>She would clear the wall in a few minutes, surveying the landscape as she sails over it, preparing to touch-down nearby where the Captain-Commander and the other arrivals stood.  She would look grim, her glasses obfuscating her features and her un-kept hair in wild strands around her.