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[shibam]

Hey, hey! A journal for me, really? Awesome, I'm ready to tackle this place!

But where's Matsumoto, she's around, right? I can't go anywhere without her [and her boobs], it wouldn't be right! Oh, but... anything I do when she's not around, I can't get in trouble for, right? Maybe flying solo might be fun for a while after all, good idea, mun!

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[god_of_games]

Oh, they'll find ways to get you in trouble.

[shibam]

Shh, don't jinx it! Come on, Kyouraku, sky's the limit for us without Matsumoto or Nanao to get in our way!

[god_of_games]

It's not the girls I'm worried about. [A pause, as he grins.] But I can think of a few ways to spend our time.

[shibam]

I know exactly what you have in mind! Tonight, we're drinking 'til we're flat on the floor!

[god_of_games]

That, my friend, is exactly what I had in mind.

[shibam]

I knew it! We're on the same wavelength, you and me, so you probably know I think we should raid Jyuushirou's booze, too. He's got to have some good stuff on that estate of his.

[blackmoonrising]

You've gotta be kidding.

[shibam]

Hey, hey, Kaien! You dyed your hair! Makes you look younger, I like it.

[god_of_games]

Oh, he does - and I know where it is.

[fuyunomai]

[Oh dear god... why is he related to her beloved Kaien-dono? It's Ichigo's dad. This is terrible!!

Well, okay not that terrible since he wasn't all bad. Easily tricked.]

Ah- I'm sure Matsumoto-fukutaichou is probably lounging somewhere, if you're looking for her.

[Poor Hitsuguya-taichou...]

[shibam]

Beautiful! Now... better to ask permission or forgiveness, you think?

[shibam]

[Hey, doesn't he know this little lady from somewhere? Can't quite place her... he must have just seen her when he was skipping work visiting another division.]

Wonder why she's being so secretive. She knows I love to see her around, and isn't it a lieutenant's duty to see to her captain's needs at all times?

[And people wonder who influenced her lazy streak.]

[fuyunomai]

[She was probably following your nephew around -_-]

Ah- I don't think it quite works like that... wouldn't it be better if you worked as a team?

[Though you wouldn't know it since Ukitake-taichou was always sick... Kaien-dono did a lot of the work.]

[shibam]

[Quite possible!]

Of course! Me and Matsumoto-chan, we're the ultimate team! In fact, there ain't a better group out there than me, her, and Toushirou-kun.

[And here it is, the biggest thumbs up ever. Infinite confidence in himself, over here.]

[god_of_games]

Always forgiveness. And we save a bottle of the better stuff to make the apology that much smoother.

[blackmoonrising]

Kai- who?

[shibam]

That's thinking ahead, right there! We got ourselves a plan, and when me and you and maybe Jyuushirou are passed out on the ground, we're gonna call it a success!

[shibam]

[Blink. Blink.]

...Ha! You almost pulled one over on me there, Kaien! I almost thought you really were someone else for a second, good going! Hey, you try to get Kuukaku and Ganju yet?

[blackmoonrising]

[Exasperated sigh goes here.]

Why would I wanna try and get one over on Kuukaku-san and Ganjuu? And who's Kaien?

/BRB SHRIEKING INCOHERENTLY

[suppressthedark]

...Damn, you look different without the facial scruff.

[srslydad]

[holyfight]

Haaaaaaaah? I haven't seen Rangiku-san in a while....

...

You look familiar! Have we met somewhere?

QUIET, BOY. /dropkick

[shibam]

You again? Not-Kaien, right?

[He'll humor this game.]

[shibam]

You know Matsumoto-chan?! I didn't know she had cute human friends!

... [He's going over every human he's ever met in his head now.] Don't think so! But that's alright, we can still be friends. Especially if you know my precious Matsumoto.

why so mean dad ;_;

[suppressthedark]

...It's Ichigo.

[RIGHT he wouldn't know...who he is...this is awkward. He kind of talked without thinking.]

And it sounds like you ran into another me, huh.

it builds character. ヽ(｀⌒´メ)ノ

[shibam]

...Heh, your name's strawberry?

[WHAT A SILLY THING FOR SOMEONE TO NAME THEIR CHILD. Especially one with bright hair like that, har har har.]

Uh huh. Why d'you look so much like my nephew, anyway?