Tell me more of this... Nincompoop? [Gage]

Gage had heard stories of this captain, several remarking her 'ruthless' tactics and cold demeanor however nothing about how she was any form of poor judgement so he had no worries to speak of.  His nerves did tend to twinge however.  Not from meeting someone that was in the Gotie but more towards meeting someone new.  He was sociable, friendly and outgoing but mostly he was forced, his own afternoons spent alone with his tinkering.  Meeting someone was normally a requirement and with it came a hair of social anxiety.  Sitting in the assistants office just outside he folded a small piece of paper that he had stolen from the desk.  Working with his hands was a thing of habit, right now the only thing that keeps him from chewing the last of his fingernails off, something that he was trying to kick for some time.

The assistant, a heavy set man, continually shot him glances.  Small looks with judging eyes, obviously unhappy with Gage's intrusion into his work space.  Ignoring him he focuses on the small piece of paper, tending to the wings and little tuft of paper at the end of the tail simulating fire.  Clearing his throat he sighs and crosses his leg, the outfit common for that of Soul Society but still unusual to him.  Pants were basically the only thing that he had ever worn around people so wearing this robe like costume did nothing but distract him.  Even his shoes...Can't wait to get out of this thing...

A call from inside the office signals his entrance.  Looking back to the man Gage gives a small half grin.  "Well its been great.  Hope to do this again soon."  Opening and closing the door behind him he see's her, a much shorter woman than he had expected.  And young.  Age here was deceptive however.  The majority of Soul Society happened to be his elders save fore a few of the children and even then that was not always the case.  Moving forward he takes the seat, the light shining rather intently on him.  "Sorry," Gage covers his face for a moment before waving his hand at the light, a small spark of light jumping to the bulb to dim it to a more manageable level.  "Bit bright.  Nice to meet you.  I'm Gage."  His missing arm replaced with a mechanical one, hand covered with a glove so that it was not visible under the sleeve.   Even so he gives a warm smile with friendly eyes.

Gage sat still for a moment. He was slightly shocked at the sudden aggressive tone and insulted behavior. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was told that this was a interview. I just had a bit of an interrogation vibe and it was a little disconcerting. Please continue," He wasn't phased by her comment on Urahara, a rather renown inventor as far as they go. However he was supprised by her comment of how he was supposedly supposed to concede to her orders for his own safety from her Onmitsukido, the small band of stealthy assassins out side that were trying their best to stay out of sight and out of mind.

"...Yes," Gage uncrossed his legs and watches quietly, waiting for her to continue. There was not much threat out here save for her, the others being a rather large pain in the neck. Together they would be dangerous but he couldn't help think at her words, the claim that his actions were for their 'security'. He had already been accepted into Soul Society and granted his own place in their ranks so what was the purpose of this rather intrusive interview. He could not think of the last time that he had been under such scrutiny. Save for that one time he was arrested for drunk and disorderly conduct in town after a rather heavy night of drinking.

"The Quincy attack? Well there wasn't much to go on really. Since the attack I have been keeping eyes out around town to find out if there have been any measure of similar activity and I haven't found any yet. From what I was able to collect they attack a portion of the town focusing on collecting recruits. Or killing resistance." Gage thought back as the 'Soldat' had run about, grabbing anyone with a measure of spiritual energy and dragged them off, many of them vanishing into they own gates before he was able to intervein. He had done what he could but still even now he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for those that he couldn't get to in time. There was a great deal of blood shed, the majority of it being collateral damage but even so he couldn't imagine how much worse it would have been if he hadn't shown up.

"I did what I could at the time but one of them posed a serious threat," Gage lost all his playful mannerisms, the seriousness of the conversation sobering. "Naanaa I think he was called." Thinking back to the checkered toothed man he corrects himself. "Nanana. He called himself Nanana." His ability was dangerous, something that he inherited from their own 'Father'. "He used some kind of blessing power he got from his boss, analyzing and targeting weak spots in the reiatsu of his enemies and exploiting them. If I didn't travel with gear that had its own fuel sources he would have gotten the better of me. Not to mention the people in the area. We lost some five people, not counting casualties in the area." Gage's demeanor was now quiet, almost speaking in hushed tones and he continues. "I am just here to keep the human realm safe. You have people and resources to help make that happen. If that means that I have to kneel before your Captain then it seems like a small cost."

"Well, as far as I can tell the one I faced went by the Letter 'U'. If that's the case then they could have upwards of 26 different Captain Grade members. The one I met travelled with nearly thirty visible members of seated level relative strength but chances are that where ever they were being taken to had twice that many members so I reason they have a few hundred more members out of sight. The Fact they had some gate to their own realm means that they have some kind of home location, likely where who ever they work for is.


"As for the opposing force?" Gage looked down. He was calm and solemn. "There wasn't one. I found it by chance cause I was nearby. Everyone else that showed up to assist were appearing in singles, just finding us and helping off the streets. At most there wasn't more than three of us. There was no opposing force. Just me..." If he wasn't there to help stop or at least distract from the mayhem he couldn't imagine the repercussions. "Where was Soul Society? People were dying... by the dozen. I looked elsewhere, it was happening all over town. Where were you guys?" Gage locked eyes, finally being able to voice his worry about why the human world was left to fend for itself.

Yes, it was basic information but it was what little information that he had. Rather than leave it to her to guess on her own he figured he would share it. He couldn't read minds, Sui-Feng's thoughts a mystery to him but he was able to pick up that she was getting agitated. A few more notes and a a retort that he was not expecting shook him for a moment. No one had told him that Soul Society was also attacked.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know. I knew that something had happened but no one had said anything about it to me." Something in her words bit his lip however. "And I am sorry that you lost people, just like we did. However please understand that just because we are human does not mean that our deaths are any less significant. When you die you are reincarnated. When we die we have the chance of going to Soul Society but there are those that can't, tramatic deaths keeping them bound to the earth until they become hollows. A loss is a loss on all sides. Not counting the fact that they were killed by quincy, meaning the soul is gone unless I am incorrect that Quincy destroy souls." Gage sits up in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees. "Who all did you lose?"