008 | OVERFLOW

[godsoffortune]

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[moonfang]

[uuurrgggh. That feeling again. He had talked a big game about wanting to know his real past, to get his memories back and be the person he should be. But when push comes to shove and they actually start maybe talking about it? He gets the worst stomachache he can imagine existing. A feeling like looking over the edge of a giant cliff, like holding a knife to your own throat. He's not so stubborn as to ignore what his instincts are screaming at him.

Now visibly uncomfortable, he puts his sword back over his shoulder and stands up, brushing himself off]

Yeah. So fuck off. [he looks at Yoruichi and frowns] I'm gonna.... go get more snacks. [So you can fill this guy in on the things you can't tell me]

[kissthegoddamncook]

[That already explains enough to him. He knows he can't do this with his own shinki either. They have to be careful. Kensei can be careful, and he's certainly not about to destroy someone else.

Even if that guy is a filthy hollow who is also Ichigo's Zanpaktou.]

Someone's been fucking with the baskets.

[There, see? He can be nice. Sort of.

He turns to look at Yoruichi and just waits for Zangetsu to leave now before he gets more information.]

breaks tag order in order to gtfo

[moonfang]

[By this time next week, everyone will know what happens if you break that crucial rule, thanks to a certain red-haired nora. But for now, it remains a mystery.

Messing with the baskets? He means the feeling of being intoxicated, doesn't he? Zangetsu rolls his eyes. Do ALL humans have such shit poor senses?]

Fool. Ain't the food. [he thwacks a nearby tree trunk with his tail, causing a small rain of petals and a resultant wave of sweet-smelling miasma] It's the flowers.

[and it's annoying, because there's no escaping them in this park. Regardless, he can tell when it's time to go, and he'd be happy to get as far away from this "Kensei" guy as possible. With a few bursts of Sonido, he's gone]

[skyleopardess]

[Yoruichi briefly closes her eyes against the wash of scent, fighting off the urge to simply curl up on the ground and watch the world through a pleasant haze.

After a last look at Zangetsu, she turns to Kensei, a scowl furrowing her brow.]

He died. [The words are snapped out; it still bothers her to know her student suffered like that despite all he'd already sacrificed.] Zangetsu was drawn out of Ichigo and killed, then dragged here somehow. He doesn't know anything about that, and you can't tell him.

[kissthegoddamncook]

[He just mumbles something about an idiot before shaking his head and looking at Yoruichi.]

I won't say anything. [He's not stupid.] He looks nothing like what I expected.

[Which is his excuse for why he attacked. Fuck it.]

[skyleopardess]

[Kensei gets another hard look before Yoruichi relaxes somewhat. She's not convinced by the excuse, but she doesn't care enough to push him on it.]

I don't know why he looks like he does either. But he's here, so I'm dealing with it.

[She crosses her arms over her chest.]

He says the hunger's getting worse, and he's tempted by this world's version of Pluses. I'm looking into whether or not there's anything I can do to help him.

[kissthegoddamncook]

There's people higher than us.

[There has to be. This place doesn't act like this on it's own. It can't, right?]

Ask them to offer a solution.

[He grumbles. He knows an easier solution but he's not even going to offer that.]

[skyleopardess]

[She shakes her head]

Not until I have to. I don't want them deciding he's too close to their ayakashi and deciding he needs to be put down.

[It wouldn't be the first time she'd fought against Heaven, but she'd rather not do so needlessly.] Besides, I don't trust them.

[kissthegoddamncook]

Just checking.

[He's not surprised by any of that, to be honest. He knows you too well Yoruichi.]

If you need anything, let me know.

[Especially if it's punching Zangetsu in the face but you already knew that.]

[skyleopardess]

[2nd Division habits die hard, what can she say.]

Just try not to rile him up, hm? He trusts me for the most part, so I can usually rein him in. You saw him stop when I broke you up.

[She tilts her head, shifting the subject.]

So how is everybody?

[It's only been a few weeks for her, so she assumes most people have recovered from the war and they're starting rebuilding after the war with Aizen. It doesn't even occur to her that Kensei might be from a different time entirely.]

[kissthegoddamncook]

I'm not going to rile him up.

[Now that he knows, at least.]

...What do you mean by everyone? We're leaving to fight Aizen.

[Then he pauses.]

The vizords are all fine.

[Before looking towards her, crossing his arms over his chest. The hell did she mean by that?]

[skyleopardess]

[Kensei gets a narrow-eyed gaze in return, her brow creasing a bit in confusion.]

Why? [She goes cold; her expression briefly distressed.] Did he escape somehow?

[After all the sacrifice and a hard fought battle, had it all been for nothing?]

[kissthegoddamncook]

[This is when it pings to him that they're not sharing a time line.

Escaped how?]

...Did we capture him?

[Wait, this is getting too far ahead of himself. He rubs his head.]

No. At least not that I know.