Rest in peace, Shanny

[followmeshinsou]

[Somewhere in the Neutral zone, a certain Ichimaru is loafing under a tree and picking her nails with her Shinsou. Sitting a few feet away from her is an untouched basket of dried persimmons. They hadn't been agreeing with her stomach in weeks, it had gotten so bad she couldn't even smell them without getting nauseous.

On top of that, Izuzu's reiatsu had completely vanished. She couldn't feel a single bit of him anywhere, Neutral or Seireitei.]

Well, ain't this just wonderful? What'm I gonna do now?