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[Today, Renji's office is looking a little strung-out. Literally. Yards upon yards of brightly-colored string have been looped and threaded from one end of the office to the other (though Hinamori's desk appears to be a cordless bastion amid the sinister sinews of string). After standing in the doorway in absolute rapt fascination a moment (and he thought tinfoil had been an undertaking...), Renji draws Zabimaru from his hip and makes a wide slash through the string--
--and is promptly doused from above by what appears to be a balloon...filled with Bavarian cream. Oho, it seems that these strings are not just strung for Kira's creatively cumbersome capers, they are also booby-trapped.
Renji doesn't even attempt to go to his desk before pulling his communicator out of his sleeve to send a message.]
Kira. Now...this is just juvenile. And a waste of perfectly good pudding.
[Filtered to Rukia//DEFINITELY unhackable]
So I've heard a few things floating around the mess hall lately. Uhm...what...exactly...happened on your mission in the living world with Ichigo?