Chika glanced around, glad that no one had found her yet. How she had ended up in the middle of the Soul Society was completely beyond her comprehension. Her bright ice blue eyes pierced everything they landed on, watching it closely. She put her hand over her mouth as she yawned, aware that she was wearing a soul reaper uniform, the scent of saki on her breath.
Wonder who got me to drink last night... I don't recall any of it... She thought to herself as she checked the inside of her uniform. Squad... five. Shit. That's just great. Damnit, damnit, damnit, damnit... damnit. Just for good measure... Hey, Pesadilla, where in the SS am I?
you're the one with the map zanpakuto, i should be asking you. Pesadilla's hiss sounded in her head and the short white haired woman rolled her eyes. Pesadilla sounded like one of those hollows that couldn't use capitalization. She was also rather rude and cruel... like most, Chika supposed.
Oh right... Chika murmured quietly, unsheathing her zanpakuto and narrowing her eyes slowly, "Bring the Darkness, Unholy Tiger." In front of the young vizard, her short white hair messy and dark bags under her eyes, popped up a map, showing 100 miles of the SS. She started walking, turning this way and that until she reached the closest barracks to her. She glanced up and sighed, "Great.. just where I wanted to go.. the damn fifth division. Man... what should I do?"
Someone bumped into her and she turned around and hissed, her map blocking her view of the person in front of her.
"Oh... Oh crap! Lieutenant! I thought you were asleep?!" The man gasped, surprised or scared, Chika couldn't tell. It was to her convenience that she use this to her advantage.
She cleared her throat, "I took a break... from whatever I usually do. I am returning there now."
"A-alright, sir!" THe man swallowed, sounding scared certainly. Chika cocked her head to the side, that crazed look back in her eyes as she lost control of her reality. All of a sudden, it was back. She was lieutenant again, ruling her division with an iron fist.
Immediately, she raced to the door of the lieutenant and slid the door open, the map gone and her zanpakuto replaced in it's sheath by magical soul reaper powers. She didn't even notice the lieutenant and two other girls inside sleeping as she closed the door, regaining a small hold on reality again.
Great... what am I going to do...?