[center][color=#ff85a2][h3]Mangekyō [img]https://i.imgur.com/WOxCJOc.png[/img][/h3][/color][/center] [hr] [indent][color=gray] With no time to waste, Mitsue made his way to the next barrack over. Hopefully Taro was in better spirits than Mitsue was or at least in cleaner clothes. Looking down at his clothes he was covered in blood, he wasn’t sure whose blood it was anymore besides the pasty red stain on his shirt that belonged to Okirigae. The knot in his stomach only tightened as his mind began to process everything going on, from the beginning when he stepped outside to now where everything was going to hell. Where was his captain? Was he going to turn on the rest of the divisions just as Matsurada did? In any event he needed answers and assurance that Taro had some. [color=#ff85a2]“Ta—”[/color] he said getting cut short as he looked up and crashed into a behemoth of a man the size and density of a fucking boulder. -- [Color=Tan]“Mitsue...”[/color] the familiarity of a friend gave Taro a brief moment of respite. He had been wandering for a while, not sure which direction to take, but like a light in the dark Mitsue had appeared. [Color=Tan]“What’s happening?! Who is attacking us? I didn’t see who it was but someone…”[/color] the lump in his throat stopped him as his head caught up with his mouth. [Color=Tan]“Captain Mizushima. He...he’s dead.”[/color] Taro couldn't help but hang his head at the admission, almost saying it to himself as much as Mitsue. -- Recoiling in pain he tried to make sense of the bells ringing in his head. Looking for some kind of joke to make he was stopped short having heard what Taro just said. Nothing turned his blood colder than that of what was just recanted. The knot in his stomach was so taut at this point he could feel the saliva in his mouth turn hot and his need to purge coming up his esophagus. What was happening? One captain dead another turning his back on the rest. Taro the usually friendly and unwavering giant hung his head solemnly. Knowing he had to be the stronger one of the two he raised a hand and rested it on the giants shoulder. [color=#ff85a2]“I’m..I’m sorry to hear that. We’ll make it up to him soon enough. Matsurada has betrayed us and Haruzato is dead. We need to save Okirigae”[/color] -- [Color=Tan]“What!?”[/color] Taro hesitated, he was so drained by what had happened earlier that he hadn’t even stopped to think about other casualties. [Color=Tan]“Let’s go!”[/color] Taro drew his Zanpakuto and the pair raced towards the eleventh division barracks. -- Before the mountain could take off fully, the hand resting on his shoulder pulled on the collar as if Mitsue had enough strength to stop the hulk of a man. [color=#ff85a2]“Waitttt there’s a faster way. I planted a prism on her so I just need you to hold my feet and yank me once I give you the thumbs up okay?”[/color] He reaches into his pocket and shot his prism out as it formed s circular mirror revealing Okirigae. Putting his head and one arm into the portal he grabbed Kiri’s arm, “don’t mind me” he said as semi levitating head. -- Taro stood there blinking for a few moments before his face widened in a determined smile. This was something he could do. Crashing his palms onto Mitsue’s back he grasped clumps of his Shihakusho and with a gleeful delight he heaved his friend backwards with a force much more than needed. -- Personally Mitsue found some sick delight in being pulled like a rag doll by Taro, it was the silver linings that mattered in moments like these. He had barely just gave Taro the thumbs up before he was yanked back faster than he was prepared for. Tumbling back out the portal closed and the prisms attached to Kiri and Mitsue has both vanished. [color=#ff85a2]“Let’s do it again”[/color] he said with a devilish smile. -- Okirigae felt a hand on her arm, turning her head, she was swiftly pulled from the statue of Matsurada and came tumbling out in front of the two shinigami that had “saved” her. [color=9e0039][b][i]“Kill them…”[/i][/b][/color] a voice rang deep from within her. Looking at the two, Taro and Mitsu would feel the ground underneath them start to shift. Stepping forward the girl attempted to flash step towards the two, before her wound left from Matsurada sprayed from the stress she was giving on her body. She had lost too much blood and was thrown out of the technique, barreling unconscious towards Taro. -- Holding his hands up Taro braced himself for the impact. A quick thud followed before he peeked from behind closed eyes, seeing a slight Okirigae squished against his torso as if she fell into a wall. [Color=Tan]“Oh.”[/color] he managed to mumble before he had to catch her fall. Scooping up her legs he held her in his large arms and looked at Mitsue blankly [Color=Tan]“Where do we go?”[/color] -- Mitsue clenched the hilt of his sword ready for yet another skirmish with this warrior woman. It wasn’t until she knocked into and fell into Taro’s embrace like a cradled baby did he loosen his grip and took a sigh of relief. [color=#ff85a2]“For now we need her to the fourth division and get her treated. The captain there is probably dead or worse so we must be wary. You’ll have to stay with her while I go look for mine. And Taro, if I don’t come back don’t look for me, you’ll know if this prism breaks”[/color] Mitsue said handing him a prism filled with a flame of reishi inside before taking off towards the infirmary. -- Taro gave an affirmative nod and he allowed Mitsue to tuck the prism in his Obi sash. He watched his friend runoff in the direction of the tenth squad before looking down at the unconscious Okirigae. “Let's get you to division four! They’ll tend to your wounds and get you back on your feet.” He swung her around in his grasp, resting her over his shoulder so he could run at pace and escape this confounding situation. Taro hoped answers would follow.[/color][/indent]