Well Good Morning (P/Blod)

Blod finished signing off the document she had been scanning- approval for emergency provision of extra network connections to be added to a certain area of the human world for a special mission. She had been requested by a lower seated squad 12 member as a last ditch in order to meet their deadline and avoid suffering the wrath of their supervisor, as the bureaucracy of applying for an extension through the Mobile Network Engineering office would have taken far too long. Once signed off, Blod placed her brush back in its slot on her desk, wrapped the parchment, sealed her inkpot and tied the parchment up. She then rose to her feet, tied her hair up into a bun and placed two ornate jade hairsticks into it, which complimented her dark violet Kidoshu Soshi robes perfectly.

Tucking the parchment into a pocket, she left an out of office notice upon her desk and strode outwards into the grand courtyard of the Kido Corps headquarters. She'd been locked away for weeks now performing inspections of all of the members of the Kidoshu and it was draining. Her brother and sister were worried for her health, but she assured them that it was merely a busy period. This was partly true, Blodeuwen felt something strange was afoot and had been having nightmares recently, and her troubled sleep had started to wear her down. She considered asking the 12th for some medication or something, perhaps now when she delivered this parchment.

Perhaps it would be seen as ungainly for the head of the Kido Corps to be running her own errands but Blodeuwen really needed the fresh air and sunlight, and the thought of the surprised faces amused her greatly.

She reached the Gotei 13's area of the Seireitei after a little while and proceeded to navigate her way towards where she thought the 12th division's offices were but the buildings more closely resembled barracks than offices... Great- she'd gotten lost. Blod wasn't one to let that sort of thing get her down and sunnily proceeded down the path, poking her head through the gate into various courtyards so as to see if she could find anyone else.

Eventually there was a shinigami sat sleeping against a tree, in the second division barracks. She had an eyepatch and her zanpakuto was next to her. Blod was envious but didn't allow it to affect how she woke the shinigami before her, which she did by calling softly to her and allowing her reiatsu to ever so lightly extend outward. Before it had been totally suppressed and hidden, with only other masters being able to detect her presence but she didn't want to be an unpleasant surprise.

"Hello? Miss?" was all she said.

Those lithe, graceful movements... The feline serenity with which this shinigami moved through space belied the hyperbolic control she had over her body. And this was a lower echelon peon, Blodeuwen could tell from her reiatsu- the thought of the higher-ups in the 2nd division was startling. However, she realized that over the past three-and-something centuries she had honed herself and while her sweeping robes and slow movements did not betray it, Blodeuwen knew herself to be the equal of all but perhaps the captain- and of course her predecessor.

"Howdy indeed." She said, smiling toothily. "Could you perhaps direct me to Research and Development?" she continued sweetly, not particularly minding if she was given directions or lead the way there but shinigami surely had other important duties to be attending to than directing lost people around. Duties like sleeping under trees.

"You are excused." she said, smiling once again. It was refreshing, for once, not to have people babbling incoherently due to her status. Often the purple robe carried far worse problems of the heart than questions of earthly flesh and blood. "It is not often our duties carry us here." she admitted. "I've heard tell that the head of the Kido Corps is known to wander the parks of the Seireitei with her young nephew when it's sunny out, however." Blod said, mysteriously. Gujo often implored her to tell him stories of her time as a soul reaper.