...or, there's always Plan D.  Show up and watch it run away.  It vanished so quickly, and its spiritual pressure along with it, that Uako doesn't even thing her Positioning Signatures will give her a reading on it.  Nice ability, that.  Nice for a diversion.<br/><br/>"Anyone else get the feeling it's going to be one of those days?"  She asks, to no one in particular.  Her Shikai moves restlessly on the side of her arm, as if to signify her agitation.  She doesn't release it yet, though.  She has a feeling she'll need it.  Her mood, for those that read such things, is extremely cross.  This whole thing reeks of a planned strategy.  She is half expecting to hear a second explosion at the South Gate before they leave.<br/><br/>"I'm heading back."  She says simply.  With that, she turns to leave, unless anyone stops her.<br/><br/>If no one does stop her, she'll get to the top of the wall, and then tap herself with her sword to boost her own flash technique.  The painful experience of hurling herself that fast toward the 7th Squad Barracks isn't high on her favorite things to do, and will leave her looking more haggard and slightly sore when she gets there.  But at the moment, is more concerned about getting to her Squad and Secondary Weapons before all hell breaks loose.<br/><br/>