Characters: Izuru, Mashiro
When: March 31
Where: Kira's Office
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Summary: The pair get a visit from an unexpected guess
The past few days had been murderous. Mashiro had never been sick before in the past, so being sick in more than two hundred years was bizarre. She felt like she was about to die all over again.
And then it was over.
She just suddenly felt better. It was a miracle. Within a few hours of waking she was up and moving around, cleaning her room and throwing open the little windows to let in the air and out the sickness. Mashiro then took the longest bath possible before reporting happily to Izuru over the messaging system. She was so excited to be back on her feet. One could only stay horizontal for so long when one wasn't doing something while in said position.
Making her way through the division to her commanding officer and captain, Mashiro knocked before allowing herself it. There was no longer any kind of boundary with Izuru. Unless the door was locked or it didn't sound safe to enter, she didn't really care. So, once inside, she gave a smile to her captain and sat herself down on the other side of the desk.
"Okay, so I wrote it all down but then I thought, like, what if I was really really sick and something happened? So I memorized it. Ready?" She had a lot to do in a little amount of time. Her job was very serious. It was a personal matter to Kira and the division, after all.
"You're gonna be shocked!"