Nightshift 22: 2nd Floor - Staff-Only Outdoor Patio Lounging/Eating Area
"Well, every species has their bastards"
Gin allowed himself a stifled laugh at Jack's observation. He was sure he himself would be classified as such by his 'species.' Gin took one last glance down the hallway. Barring the nasty little spider corpse, it was empty, at least as far as his little flashlight allowed him to see.
He followed Jack into the patio, the room was eerily quiet and empty. Rows of tables, chairs, and outdoor furniture were scattered about, set up neatly for the next day's use. At least it looked a little bit nicer than the place they'd had breakfast. On the other hand, he hadn't had time to take in much of the scenery during breakfast. He'd been too busy dodging pens, eating trays, and Abarai's fists aiming for his neck.
The night air was cool, but Jack was right, it was a nice night to be outside. At least the air fresh instead of stinking of antiseptic. He kept the door in the corner of his vision as he glanced around the room. It would help if he knew what he was looking for. A weapon would be nice. Finding whatever it was that was sealing his sword, not to mention most of his reiatsu away would be even better.
"Much as I'd like t'sit around and have a cup of tea, doesn' look like there's much here we c'n use."
Gin allowed himself a stifled laugh at Jack's observation. He was sure he himself would be classified as such by his 'species.' Gin took one last glance down the hallway. Barring the nasty little spider corpse, it was empty, at least as far as his little flashlight allowed him to see.
He followed Jack into the patio, the room was eerily quiet and empty. Rows of tables, chairs, and outdoor furniture were scattered about, set up neatly for the next day's use. At least it looked a little bit nicer than the place they'd had breakfast. On the other hand, he hadn't had time to take in much of the scenery during breakfast. He'd been too busy dodging pens, eating trays, and Abarai's fists aiming for his neck.
The night air was cool, but Jack was right, it was a nice night to be outside. At least the air fresh instead of stinking of antiseptic. He kept the door in the corner of his vision as he glanced around the room. It would help if he knew what he was looking for. A weapon would be nice. Finding whatever it was that was sealing his sword, not to mention most of his reiatsu away would be even better.
"Much as I'd like t'sit around and have a cup of tea, doesn' look like there's much here we c'n use."