Who: Anyone who wants to be involved in the task force!
What: ... Task force~!
Where: Task force headquarters The dock!
When: Now!
While Commodore Smoker seemed to be a fairly gruff man, Rangiku was used to it - and the task force seemed like a good idea. She'd made sure to be presentable enough - even meaning her hakama was tied more tightly than usual. She took her time getting to the dock though, taking a long route that skirted around any of the areas that had given her problems during her search for a healer.
Haineko was at her side as always, one hand resting on the sword's hilt - and once she did reach the dock, she looked a moment for the man she needed and once spotted an appropriate-looking person, approached - hand never leaving Haineko, though it was hardly a threatening thing. "Commodore?"